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Chapter Three Seven Days and Seven Century 11

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    But Sa Shuang just glanced at them lightly, raised his footsteps lightly, and prepared to walk past them to the door without saying a word.

    Qin Haoran outside the door heard the conversation between the two, and his face was indifferent. He has long been familiar with such things. Every day there are women talking about things in this circle, and women regard their own kind as their own.  The imaginary enemy, and he, Qin Haoran, is a big shade tree that all imaginary enemies may rack their brains to cling to.

    However, today is different.  Haoran frowned slightly, he knew who they were talking about, and suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart.  After hesitating for a moment, he raised his right hand and was about to open the door of the dressing room, but suddenly he heard voices coming from inside again.

    Sa Shuang walked forward, and when his body was staggered, he heard someone say, "Huh, I've been talking about the main thing, and I don't even dare to talk back."

    Sa Shuang ignored them, passed the two of them, raised his hand slightly, and touched the cold doorknob, but another voice sounded, "What face do you put on, what do you pretend to be arrogant, you really treat yourself like a wrist. In this circle  Damn, it's white or black, who can't tell, can't people who look at people be fools?"

    A few words pierced towards Sashuang like sharp thorns.

    Qin Haoran withdrew his outstretched right hand, looked up at the still closed door, and stood leaning against the wall with interest, wondering what would happen next.

    Sashuang's hand paused in the air, she clenched her fist lightly and retracted it, she turned around lightly, and raised her head indifferently.

    "Are you talking about me?" Sa Shuang raised his eyes, staring at them with clear eyes, "You said I climbed up to Qin Haoran? Or climbed up to An Rumo?"

    There was a scorching light in her clear eyes, and she stared at the two women in front of her at this moment, with a kind of resolute firmness and contemptuous disdain.

    "Isn't it? If you didn't climb up to Brother Haoran, maybe you would replace Sister Yidan and act with Brother Haoran?" Her eyes were too bright, and the two women hurriedly looked away, responding in a panic.

    "I don't want to get entangled with meaningless questions." Sa Shuang said with a look of indifference and aloofness.

    "It's because you are afraid." Seeing Sa Shuang's indifferent face, the two felt unwilling.

    "You've already said what you need to say for me, do you want me to waste your time?" The sassy voice was as clear and beautiful as ever, and now it was even more indifferent.  "You know that the woman next to An Rumo is Yang Yidan, and you know that Qin Haoran doesn't like me, so what are you doing blocking me at this time?"

    The two women on the opposite side looked astonished.

    "As you said just now, there is no such thing as pie in the sky. If you want to be jealous of others, why don't you work hard on yourself. It's just work. The more you look at it, the more you lose." Sa Shuang said calmly with a glance  , no longer staying, raised his hand and opened the door of the dressing room, and walked out.

    After Qin Haoran listened thoughtfully to Sa Shuang's words, a meaningful smile floated on his face, watching the door open outwards, the door was blocking his figure, and Sa Shuang came out slowly, heading in the opposite direction to him.

    Whatever it is, to me, it's just work.

    Qin Haoran thought again of what Sa Shuang said.

    What flashed before his eyes was no longer that delicate but stubborn face.  It was the face that was devastated under the bright moonlight that night, with tears stained all over it.

    He suddenly wanted to walk into her heart and see what kind of person she was.

    Qin Haoran suddenly smiled lightly.  He turned his head and walked towards the director's lounge.

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