Lu Ziyan calmed his mind for a while, pursed his lips and chuckled lightly, "You will curse Ben Shao's kidney deficiency and hair loss because he is hiding something from you. Why is this mind smaller than the tip of a needle?"
"My eyes have always been small, and there is no room for sand in my eyes." Qiao Yimo's tone was cold, and he looked down at his shadow under the street lamp, and asked: "You know that I am at odds with Tong Anqing, why? Want to buy "Phoenix Tour" and let me play it? Did you deliberately arrange Shi An's role as the male one?"
The man snorted coldly, "Just for such a big thing, you made a special call to curse Ben Shao's kidney deficiency and hair loss? Qiao Yimo, don't your conscience hurt?"
"Are you interested?"
"..."
After a long while, Lu Ziyan sighed heartily, regretting that he hadn't said at the beginning, "Did the young man's mind get into the water at the beginning, why did he find you, an uneasy woman?"
"Tong Anqing's removal from the heroine of "Phoenix Tour" is not about Ben Shao's business. I bought it naturally to make money, and let you play it in order to praise you, and let Shi'an play it in order to praise you. Now Looking at which man is more famous than him in the entire entertainment industry, Ben Shao will ask him if you are not grateful. If you are still damn angry, is your menstrual period messed up?"
Qiao Yimo, "..."
"According to you, should I thank you?"
"When did you thank Ben Shao?"
Qiao Yimo’s face was expressionless and indifferent, his eyes were not very warm, and he was not in the mood to joke with him, and continued to report: “Involving Mr. Shi An, and deliberately deepening the contradiction between me and Tong Anqing, he also praised me. But it was you incidentally, right? Your purpose is Fu Sinian from beginning to end. Who I am is not important to you, right?"
Lu Ziyan smiled lightly, "Don't think you're smart."
Qiao Yimo suddenly stopped and said in a cold voice: "I am not as smart as you, but I still want to tell you that I... make no sense to Fu Sinian. You made the wrong idea."
Lu Ziyan smiled indifferently, "Do you have any meaning to him? You can think of it by looking at the expression of your grieving wife every day. You still need Ben Shao to calculate you so hard? If you really don't want to act this For the play, I can have someone replace you now, anyway, there are so many artists under Huasheng."
"...
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If he is not his own boss and Qiao Yimo really wants to curse an swear word, how could he be so shameless
He knew from the beginning that she didn't want to take this play, and now he said such silly words, he was really mean from the inside out.
In this situation, she obviously couldn't tell him.
Five fingers squeezed the phone, she secretly gritted her teeth and smiled coldly, "Lu Shao worrying about it, you are so hard to support me, if I don't act, wouldn't you be sorry?"
Then she quickly said, "Since you are so weak and weak, you should rest early. I'll hang up."
Lu Ziyan, "..."
The call was cut off, and the smile on Qiao Yimo's face disappeared completely. He couldn't see any anger, it was just a little bit cold, and there was a bit of helpless self-deprecating.
People had to bow their heads under the eaves. Her questioning was just a bluff. She didn't have the right to resist, and she was not at the mercy of others.
Under the dim street lamp, looking at the red and black rose in her arms, the mockery in her eyes became stronger.
In the early autumn night, there was already a chill.
Back at the villa, she threw the flowers in the living room and went back to the bedroom upstairs to take a shower.
Fu Sinian came out of the study, and at a glance, he saw the very conspicuous color in the living room, the delicately wrapped red rose that looked expensive.
Only men will give women roses.
There was no fluctuation on his face and he turned back to the bedroom.
There was the sound of water in the bathroom, and Qiao Yimo was still taking a shower, but the mobile phone that was randomly thrown on the quilt suddenly turned on, and several WeChat messages came in.
The man stood upright on the bedside with a tall and lonely back. Hearing the sound, his eyes naturally fell on the screen.
Several pieces of information are juxtaposed, clear and clear.
Remarks, Gu Zhen.
[Sister Yimo, I'm home now, are you here? 】
[Do you have a script in your hand? Can I ask you about the plot? When I acted for the first time, many places were not very clear. 】
[Sister Yimo, I'll be fine tomorrow, can I go to the crew to study with you? 】
Fu Sinian watched quietly, his stern expression unchanged, except that the blackness in his eyes was thick and deep as an ancient well, everything was the same.
Qiao Yimo walked out in a bathrobe and opened the door, and he saw the figure standing in the room at a glance. I wonder if it was her illusion, the room
The inside seems to be shrouded in dark clouds, and the breath is somewhat depressed.
But the truth is not covered by dark clouds, but by smoke, because the man is smoking, and the thin smoke is exhaled from his lips, and his dark and dark eyes are looking at her.
Qiao Yimo was taken aback. He rarely smoked in the bedroom, even if he smoked, he would go to the balcony.
She wondered if his anger at noon hadn't subsided, so she stepped forward cautiously, softened her voice, with a trace of seemingly indifferent diligence, "Shall I put you in a bath?"
"No need." Simple two words, neat attitude.
Qiao Yimo was immediately sure that he was still angry at noon.
She walked around in front of him, smiled, very light and beautiful, "Are you still angry with me at noon? If you don't like it, next time, I won't go to the company to find you without authorization."
Fu Sinian twisted his sword eyebrows slightly, his lips sprayed with smoke as he spoke, and his voice was indifferent but hoarse, "Do you think I am angry about your little ass?"
Qiao Yimo blinked innocently, "Isn't it?"
She deliberately didn't mention the incident about Gu Yao. She knew that the reason for his anger should come from there, but she didn't understand why.
The body that has just been bathed, the long soaked hair, exudes bursts of feminine fragrance, as the smell of smoke invades the man's sense of smell, brushing her sense of existence. "You have always been angry with me recently, and you don't tell me where I am wrong. I always guess and guess, and I'm very tired. In fact, I don't want to make you angry."
After a moment of silence, Fu Sinian fixedly looked at her face, letting the smoke between his fingers burn on its own, and smirked, "Are you complaining about my unreasonable trouble making you upset? Qiao Yimo, the drama is not as good as you. Lots of drama."
"No."
Qiao Yimo shook his head obediently, and then sat on the edge of the bed, holding a towel and gently wiping his hair, his voice, as if nothing, exuded a fresh and seductive sex, "I thought about it today. Although our relationship exists in name only, I also want to be calm. It is always so unpleasant and unpleasant. I am tired and you are bothered too, right?"
Fu Sinian put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, his heart fluttered impetuously, frowned, and interrupted her, "What do you want to say? You think about the result of the day, don't you just let me put you outside for fun, anytime How many green hats can you add to me anywhere?"
"..."
(End of this chapter)