Chapter 2

Yu Mingxi sat in the car and looked out the window like a backward tree, vaguely producing a sense of unreality.

Just an hour ago, she was almost kidnapped by a group of vicious men, but now the man sitting next to her saved her and paid off her grandfather's debt. It's like the story of Prince and princess that grandpa often told her when she was a child, but grandpa is gone. Where will there be any Princess

Yu Mingxi inhaled deeply, adjusted his expression, turned to the indifferent man around him, and politely and cleverly opened his mouth, "Uncle..."

"Han Xiao." I haven't spoken since I got on the bus. The man who seems to be very reluctant to say words cut off her words.

"Ah?" Yu Ming Xiling couldn't react.

At this time, the young man sitting in the driver's seat who just beat those people for her smiled and explained, "Miss Yu, this is our director Han Xiao and Han Da."

Han Xiao? Director?

Yu Mingxi wrinkled her slender eyebrows and looked at the iceberg uncle. Gradually, the other party's appearance coincided with an image in her mind

"You mean --" Yu Mingxi stood up in amazement and completely forgot that it was in the car. As a result, her head crashed into the top of the car. Her tears almost flowed out. She hurriedly sat back with her head covered and whispered, "you mean that the former film emperor who won the golden flower film emperor award twice in a row is now the gold medal director Han Xiao produced by Huanshi, the most famous studio in China?"

She has a best friend who studies in the performance Department of M University. She usually instills all kinds of relevant knowledge and information into her. For example, she introduces her to a famous domestic director, who is highly praised and talked about it many times in her ear.

"Yes." another chuckle came from the driver's seat, and the young man gave a positive answer.

Director Han Da still didn't respond. It was like a statue pestling on the car seat. After knowing his identity, Yu Mingxi began to feel uneasy. His two small hands pressed tightly on his knees and tried to alleviate the oppression brought by each other.

Strange, the rumor in the entertainment circle is that although the great director is strict, he will not be so indifferent. Although people look thousands of miles, how can this be a big iceberg? Sure enough, the stars in front of the camera are pretended

This is not the time to think about it. Yu Mingxi pinches his thigh and focuses on the money paid back by the other party. There is no free lunch in the world.

Yu Mingxi shook his fist, summoned up his courage and reopened, "Mr. Han, you shouldn't help me pay my debt for free?"

Han Xiao glanced at her and replied without expression, "of course."

Yu Mingxi looked directly at Han Xiao and tried to show his sincerity. "I can clean the house, cook and wash clothes for you. I can do a lot of things. If I don't, I can learn until -- er?"

She stopped, took a stack of paper handed by Han Xiao, and heard the other party say, "you just need to do this."

This stack of paper has at least four or five pages. Yu Ming wants to cry without tears. How many things must be done

Yu Mingxi hung his head and began to look carefully at the document in his hand. He didn't pay much attention just now. At the moment, the title of the document jumped into his eyes - "marriage agreement?!"

Five big words startled her to stand up again, her head straight and hit the top of the car again, but this time it made her eyes golden, and she couldn't care any more. She anxiously grabbed Han Xiao's arm and wanted to ask something.

Suddenly, the body of the car suddenly flashed, and her whole body fell to North and South Korea Xiao unexpectedly. Then, her lips ran over the... Lips of the iceberg in front of her.