Chapter 149

Chu Xi is said by him one face of sad, stuffy way, "I don't want to let him want again."

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He pulled a cold sneer from his lips, "divorced women, I don't want to, understand?"

She looked at him stupidly and said with her head down, "you Dislike me Divorced? "

Fashion pulled her coat back from her hand and said coldly, "you can find someone who doesn't dislike your divorce."

Then he stooped to get on the car and took the door with force.

The woman's hand reached out to stop when the door closed, because the inertia was too large, it directly squeezed into her fingers, but Chu Xi was not spoiled, even tolerant of pain, but also gave a short low cry of pain.

The fashion didn't expect that she could come for a while. She glanced at her fingers, and then saw her thin eyebrows, which were wrinkling with pain. The black eyebrows were still wrinkling, but still cold.

Chu Xi's skin is particularly white, so it's obvious to get a little hurt.

When she saw that he was silent, she looked at her fingers silently, and then reached out to him, "suffer It's hurt. "

Dark cyan, very obvious.

The vogue glanced at it and said coldly, "you asked for it."

"You're going to take me to the hospital."

"No."

She whispered, "just follow a short way."

The man is indifferent, "not good."

Her face was blank. "You Hate me

"Can't you see?"

She was aggrieved and stubborn, "but you said, you will always like me."

Her voice is like a stream in autumn, with a refreshing coolness, but soft.

"I also said I don't want women who have been used by others."

Her face was white, her head was lower, and her hands were slowly retracted. The man stepped back two steps and let the road out.

Fashion looks up her eyes.

Although her body is not cheap, compared with the once cold and dignified, and compared with the price of all kinds of elaborate pieces of Chi Huan's whole body, she can't see the trace of a thousand famous ladies, like the Pearl and jade dust.

It looks like jelly with its head down.

A few seconds later, the vision retracts, raises the hand to pull the door, the facial expression starts the engine, leaves.

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The car stopped at the parking lot of the villa.

Mo Shiqian gets off first, reaches around the front of the car to open the passenger's door, looks down at the woman sitting, "get off."

The light in the parking lot is not as bright as that in the room. It is half light and half dark when it falls on the man. There is a more mysterious illusion between trance.

Chi Huan looks at him and reaches for him.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I don't want to go by myself. I'm tired in high heels."

She just opens her eyes to tell lies. She has mastered high-heeled shoes for a long time. Besides, she doesn't walk very much today.

Mo Shiqian is only when she is coquettish, or, originally, when she is coquettish.

He pulled out a little smile from the corner of his lips and bowed his head to hold her out.

Chi Huan circled his neck and looked at his beautiful face. "You just made such a scene. Everyone else knows that we are together."

He said faintly, "well, I'll see who dares not to die but to send you roses."

"Ink is modest."

"Well?"

"Do you just want to find an excuse to let the fashion escort me, or are you really going to ask me to make a movie before?"

Men light smile, "let you go just to let the fashion go, but I was prepared to let you film, I am also your investor."

She pursed her lips. "Then why have you never told me?"

"It's in preparation, and your hands haven't been raised yet."

She blinked. "What are you going to let me shoot?"

"Jiang song."

"He, he wants you or you want him?"

Jiang song knows that she can't compare with Zhang Yan's famous first-class director, but she is also a very personal director of the younger generation of directors. She is unique, but his films are basically non mainstream commercial films. Although he has talent and reputation, and even won several awards abroad, he still can't guarantee the box office.

If it was when she was the most popular and mayor, she was quite willing to cooperate with director Jiang - because the film itself had quality, and at that time she didn't think much about box office, income, like to shoot.

Moshiqian explained a few words simply, "he asked Tang Shi to invest in his new movie, because the type and subject matter were rejected, he turned to me," he said lightly, "I thought you were willing to cooperate with him."

In fact, it wasn't that he thought she would, it was that she had seen Jiang song's movie and inadvertently casually said something.

"I'd like to, but I'm short of money now, and my image is not good now, and it will also affect the box office of other people's films."But Zhang Yan is different. With his position, especially Pei Yi's words, she is not enough to shake them.

"You're short of money?"

"Of course I'm short of money."

"Where are you short of money? I'm not rich enough?"

Chi Huan looks at his handsome face, which is close to him. He looks very pale, and seems to say an ordinary question.

Her heart beat violently, but her face was still as usual, just muttering, "your money is your money, I'm not your wife."

She regretted it, as if it were a hint.

Sure enough, the man's steps stopped and he was on the stairs to the living room on the second floor.

Moshi looked down at her modestly. "If marriage can give you a sense of security, then let's get married, eh?"

"What What? "

"Marry me, and we will."

His voice was low and deep, and he didn't even have any difference from the ordinary speech. Chi Huan was totally stunned, and it took a long time to confirm He's serious about telling her to get married.

Although Mo Shiqian, such a man, said the word "marriage" from his mouth, it must be serious.

"No No. "

She almost did not want to refuse, so Mo Shiqian immediately frowned, and his voice sank a little bit, "you do not want to marry me?"

This is Would you like to ask? And between them Is it the time to be willing to marry?

What's more Why does she have to be willing to marry him?

Her silence in these few seconds made moshiqian more and more unhappy, plus her coldness in these two days. Even in bed, she was at her mercy, but she didn't care about him.

He didn't like her laziness towards him. She seemed obedient, but she was very distant.

The man's voice is tense, and his beautiful face is also dark. "Chi Huan, when you are with me, do you still think of other men in your heart? Mosiko, or the man who sent you roses? "

The light in the living room is very bright. She can see the expression on his face clearly.

Just now at the dinner party in the hotel, let alone those people who were afraid of him, even she thought he was deep and terrible, but now the anger in his eyes had begun to appear, but she was not afraid at all.

Instead, he smiled softly, "what if there is one?"