Lu Lan smiled secretly and joked, "Everyone will do this kind of thing, but, Afan, you are so good, you actually know Mr. Song!"
You know, I only knew Song Youshu the past few days. They had established a relationship inside and out, up and down, and all the equipment was replaced. Now, the makeup artist, the public relations team, the assistants, including herself, all serve only by Brahman.
The well-deserved Zhongxing Pengyue.
Maybe He Yifan hasn't realized anything yet, but in Lu Lan's eyes, He Yifan probably has been nurtured by Song Youshu invisibly.
It’s just that Song Youshu didn’t seem to have told why Brahman when he did this. At least, she didn't see any uncomfortableness from his face, as if he and Song Youshu were a couple. Up to now, He Yifan still believes that he suddenly became a red star on the Internet, received so many endorsements, and there are many scripts waiting for him, all due to his own credit.
but-
Lu Lan said that since he had Song Youshu, he has been in vain.
She only needs to tell He Yifan, what kind of genre he likes, or which script she thinks is good and suitable for He Yifan. Next, Song Youshu personally checked it over, and after confirming that there was no problem, somebody would call her and tell her that she was out of words and invited He Yifan to audition.
In fact, when this sentence is said, it is basically a default.
As long as he goes, this position is his. No one can be shaken!
No way, at least no one in the circle can match Song Youshu's rights. Not only do they have money and status, there are people in the family who are officials in the court!
How can it be? Who dares to be jealous? Hold it!
"Sister Lu, you..."
He Yifan was originally just the roots of his ears red, but after being pierced so unconcealed by her, his face instantly blushed and dripped blood. He put his hands on his knees, his eyelashes drooped, "Don't say that," he never thought that he would meet such a woman.
It was completely different from what he had imagined, but it was really together, and it seemed to be free to arrange.
The wife he once imagined should be gentle and gentle. But in reality, with her, oneself will always involuntarily surrender to her and let her do whatever she wants. A look can make him lose any momentum in an instant.
Obviously, with his ability, one hand can easily crush her bones.
can-
He just didn't dare, as if he had known her for a long time.
She pursed her lips, remembering that she would sometimes be childish when she was strong, and the corners of his light-colored lips couldn't help but burst into a chuckle.
Lu Lan frowned when she saw this. This is not good! From the looks of it, the boy seemed to be in love at first, and he was really moved by his true feelings!
"Afan, shouldn't you... like President Song, right?" She hesitated.
Inside the spacious nanny car, the atmosphere in the carriage is complicated, half warm as spring, half worrying.
Seriously speaking, why Fan liked Shang Youshu, Lu Lan was not surprised. Such a woman, who looks exquisite, talented, and not rigid, gets along, if she is a man, he will fall in love without hesitation.
After all, Song has Shu, Shu, and Beauty—
Born to be loved by all kinds of things.
Hearing what Lu Lan said, why did Fan suddenly return to his senses. After a long time of doubt, he hesitated to ask: "Sister Lu, are you talking about A Shu?"