The Bentley drove to the door, but before it stopped, the butler came out to greet him.
Unlike two or three months ago, when Xia Bohe got out of the car, two little maids surrounded her happily.
Shyly say hello to each of them.
"Young Mistress seems to be beautiful again today."
"We will watch your play at eight o'clock. We have been waiting for a long time."
They were afraid of her scolding before, but now they are obviously bolder.
Xia Bohe smiled, took the wet towel they handed over, and wiped her hands, "Xiaoli has a cold? Sister Min, is the shampoo I recommend you still good?"
The two little maids nodded immediately, with a halo of happiness on their faces.
Lin Qi who fell behind was full of envy.
She also wants to stay overnight, to live under the same roof with such a beautiful wife.
This way I can see my sweetheart in the morning, wow, just thinking about it makes me jealous.
"Cough, Assistant Lin," Chen Xin looked at it speechlessly, "Pay attention to the expression management."
Ke Youbin shook his head, "Wipe off the saliva."
Lin Qi covered her mouth, but soon realized that there was nothing around her mouth, and gave them a hard look.
On the right side of the car door, Luo Tianlin with a solemn face landed on the ground with long legs, passed them tall and straight, and turned his head coolly, "Is the work done?"
The three of them dispersed like birds and beasts and returned to the car.
When Xia Bohe changed into her slippers and entered the house, she was shocked on the spot.
The luxurious large living room, which was originally full of magnificent leather furniture, is now filled with various pink, red, and gold balloons.
As soon as you enter the door, there are two couplets with big characters flying around.
On the left is 'New Drama Explosion', and on the right is 'Fans Soaring'.
There is also a horizontal batch of suspected crystal texture on the head-'red'.
Xia Bohe's mouth twitched on the spot.
"The girl is back?" Mr. Luo's friendly voice came, "Hurry up, come over to Grandpa."
Luo Tianlin frowned, and pushed away the couplet paper that was blocking his eyes.
"Don't move! I begged Master Zhan Ming to write this, and I went to the eminent monk to consecrate it! Why are you moving?"
Mr. Luo slapped his cane and was about to knock on him.
Luo Tianlin twitched his eyebrows slightly, "Superstitious."
Old Master Luo snorted, didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, took back his crutches, and walked towards Xia Bohe affectionately.
"Little girl, your drama will be aired today. It's a little surprise from grandpa. Isn't it unexpected?"
"Well, grandpa is amazing."
Xia Bohe resisted the small eyes that wanted to look at Luo Tianlin, suppressed the expression that wanted to laugh.
Luo Tianlin even guessed the conversation.
"Hey, that's amazing? You haven't seen my grandpa's demeanor before."
Mr. Luo waved his hands modestly, but a chrysanthemum-like smile had grown on his old face, and he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, obviously very proud of being praised by the little girl.
Xia Bohe pursed her lips, and couldn't hide her smile, "When I was filming, I heard from the staff that there was a scene in the crew next door that hadn't been aired for three years, and even the big director couldn't do anything about it."
Incorporating real cases, praise becomes particularly sincere.
Sure enough, Mr. Luo was about to raise his beard when he heard that, "What's the use of those directors!"
Can a mere director compare with him
The old man shook his head, and when he sat down, he glanced at Luo Tianlin arrogantly, "Even some rich and powerful brokerage companies, who claim to be the number one or number two in the industry, have no right to speak on the TV station!"
Luo Tianlin raised his eyebrows, slowly unbuttoned his suit, and handed it to the butler next to him, noncommittal, but obviously glanced at the old man, his cold expression was a little stiff.
After a generation, the old and the young are about to battle in the air!
Xia Bohe covered her cheeks so as not to bulge out of laughter.
"But Grandpa, I actually don't have many roles." Xia Bohe took a break, took the fruit handed over by Mrs. Zhang, and glanced at the mobilizing crowd in the living room, unable to sit still, "I didn't even know there was a feature film in the first episode. Didn't cut me in."
She told the truth, afraid that everyone would expect too much, so she got a vaccination first.
But she forgot that after many times of experience and training, she has already integrated "cute and pitiful" and "niaoyiren" into one body. She doesn't need to actively stimulate the skills. As long as there is a little such mental activity, the humble and pitiful will be Automatic upper body, natural and unaffected.
In a word, her voice reveals a kind of weakness that others don't have, and she has an aura of "seeking protection" all over her body, and even every strand of hair that hangs down becomes pitiful.
Mr. Luo covered his chest on the spot.
Distressed.
"Which bastard invests, he doesn't add drama to you?"