Fast Transmute Female Supporting Role: Male Lead Strategy Manual

Bei Qiu stared at Zhang Yanghong for a long time, patted Zhang Yanghong's face, and asked, "Brother Yanghong? Why are you so old?"

"Old?!" Zhang Yanghong's face changed slightly, what did she mean by this.

Bei Qiu yawned and nodded: "It's good that Brother Yang Hong is here, you can't report to my parents today."

Say it.

Head tilted, fell asleep.

Zhang Yanghong's heart skipped a beat, did she think it was still a university thing?

Looking at the woman in front of him who fell asleep unsuspectingly when he heard that he was there, he seemed to miss a beat in his heart, and gently picked up the broken hair scattered on her face. After a long time, his heart became heavy.

It turned out that she used to rely on him in her heart.

The car drove all the way to Xiang's house, and it was quite quiet along the way. The woman was sleeping very peacefully, and it seemed that no disturbance from the outside world had any effect on her.

He carried Bei Qiu to the room, and he went to rest.

Standing in front of the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror, frowning slightly, is he old?

Maybe it is, without rest all day and night, this tired look, isn't it old?

And Bei Qiu slowly opened her eyes in another room, turned over and sat up, looked in the direction of Zhang Yanghong's room, and sighed heavily.

This strategy seems to be more difficult than imagined.

But this is also the only way to attack. The former Xiang Beiqiu has chosen to grovel, but Zhang Yanghong's choice is already obvious.

to noon.

Bei Qiu kicked Zhang Yanghong's door open.

Zhang Yanghong was wearing yesterday's clothes and fell asleep lying on the bed, Bei Qiu's huge movement did not wake him up.

"Zhang Yanghong!" Bei Qiu pushed Zhang Yanghong hard, and turned the person on the bed over.

The latter sat up, stared wide-eyed and grabbed Bei Qiu, and shouted: "Don't kill me!"

Bei Qiu froze in place after being yelled at.

Zhang Yanghong also gradually regained his sanity, and found that he was holding Bei Qiu. Bei Qiu looked confused, and quickly let go of Bei Qiu's hand: "What are you doing in my room?"

"What did you just say, what did you kill?" Bei Qiu asked back.

Zhang Yanghong frowned slightly, completely unimpressed by Bei Qiu's words, and shook his head: "What?"

"Forget it, hurry up and cook, I'm starving to death." Bei Qiu gave Zhang Yanghong a blank look, and walked out.

When she got to the door, she turned her head and glanced at Zhang Yanghong. Zhang Yanghong seemed to be wondering about something too, his brows were tightly frowned, and he didn't object to Bei Qiu's will.

Bei Qiu took a shower and came out, and the food was ready.

Zhang Yanghong was already sitting across from him and eating.

Bei Qiu glanced at the table and found that there were still slices of bread and milk on the table. She was shocked: "You give me this in the morning and at noon?" She glanced suspiciously, and there was no burnt slice of bread today, and asked, "Isn't this Did you find someone to do it?"

Zhang Yanghong choked up, almost choked, and said coldly, "Would you like to eat or not."

"Eat, eat, eat, I've been hungry for so long, no matter how unpalatable it is, I have to eat it." Bei Qiu picked up a slice of bread and stuffed it into his mouth before sitting down.

"I'm going back today." After Zhang Yanghong finished drinking the juice, he put it aside.

Bei Qiu raised her eyebrows: "Go back? Little servant, don't forget, you are my servant now, and you don't care about anything in the Zhang Group."

"Private matters." Zhang Yanghong threw out two words without explaining too much.

Bei Qiu nodded, and said casually: "Whatever, if you don't break your promise, I won't break mine."

After eating, Bei Qiu went upstairs, leaving Zhang Yanghong alone to clean up. She needed a good night's sleep. Although alcohol didn't impress her, she didn't sleep all day and night.

Just as she changed into her pajamas and was about to sleep with sleeping bags under her eyes.

I could vaguely hear some voice below, and it was vague and unclear, but it was definitely a woman's voice.

The maid at home is already on vacation, and Zhang Yanghong also said that he is going out, so how could there be a woman's voice?

Bei Qiu got up directly from the bed, threw the blindfold aside, walked to the entrance of the corridor, looked down from the fence, and saw Shan Gaofei standing in the living room, talking to Zhang Yanghong.

He seemed to be very excited, clutching Zhang Yanghong's hand nervously, his eyes were red.

Bei Qiu lay on the railing, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she said loudly, "Is this what you call it?"

Hear Bei Qiu's voice.

Both of them raised their heads together.

As if declaring sovereignty, Shan Gaofei took Zhang Yanghong's arm and glared at Bei Qiu above.

"Why did you let Yang Hong stay with you? I thought, I thought you were a good person!" Shan Gaofei pursed his lips and shouted at Bei Qiu in disbelief.

Bei Qiu shrugged and walked downstairs: "When did I say that I am a good person?"

"Sister Qiu, do you want anything!" Shan Gaofei said immediately, holding Zhang Yanghong's hand tightly.

"Miss Shan, what exactly do you want to say? You have to know that you are not entering the house with the permission of the owner of the house. You are trespassing on the famous house." Bei Qiu quickly walked in front of Shan Gaofei, facing Her sharp eyes don't care.

Shan Gaofei was a little nervous when he heard this, and said, "Yang Hong let me in."

"Zhang Yanghong is not the owner of this place. If Ms. Shan is fine, please go back." Bei Qiu issued an order to evict the guests.

Shan Gaofei looked at Zhang Yanghong for help, Zhang Yanghong frowned, and said for a moment: "Gao Fei is also a friend no matter what, you don't need to be like this."

"Zhang Yanghong, are you serious?" Bei Qiu asked back.

Zhang Yanghong frowned.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Bei Qiu nodded: "You don't want to let her go, so please go with me too. The agreement between us is over."

Zhang Yanghong shrank his dark eyes, obviously he didn't expect Bei Qiu to say that.

"Yanghong, let's go." Shan Gaofei hugged Zhang Yanghong's arm anxiously, "I really have a lot of things I want to tell you, we can definitely go back to the past, I will never betray you, hurt you you."

Bei Qiu put her arms around her chest, waiting for Zhang Yanghong to make a decision.

Zhang Yanghong slowly pulled out Shan Gaofei's hand, and said, "Gao Fei, go back."

"Yanghong..." Shan Gaofei shook his head in disbelief, "Are you still blaming me? Do you blame me for being vacillating? Everything I do is for you, Yanghong!"

Bei Qiu was a little impatient.

Rubbing his temples, he said, "If you haven't thought about it yet, go out and think about it, and don't disturb my rest."

finally.

Shan Gaofei was still led out of the door by Zhang Yanghong.

The woman yelled and cried outside Xiang's house, calling Zhang Yanghong's name and asking him if he still loved her.

Of the two people in the room, one frowned and the other lost interest.

"I hope today's incident is the first and last time. I will never see it happen again, little servant, remember what you are doing." Bei Qiu turned and went upstairs.

Until the afternoon, Shan Gaofei couldn't stand it and finally left.

Only then did Zhang Yanghong drive away to go about his own business.

Sanya also reported Zhang Yanghong's route and the people he met to Bei Qiu in time, but Bei Qiu did not expect that Zhang Yanghong did not go to Shan Gaofei, but contacted a foreign doctor and gave Zhang's mother do therapy.

Zhang Yanghong ran back and forth.

The mental state is also getting worse day by day.

Sometimes when I wake up in the morning, I can see Zhang Yanghong eating breakfast with dark circles under his eyes.