Tang Xinyan stood on the rooftop for a while, until the cool wind hit, she was shivering with cold, then she moved her feet and walked downstairs wet.
At the door of the apartment stood a young man in a black suit. Seeing Tang Xinyan coming down, he said politely, "Hello, Miss Tang. I'm Jiancheng, assistant of Mo Shao. Breakfast and clothes have been put in the apartment. In addition, Mo Shao asked me to inform you that I'm going to the Civil Affairs Bureau in three days."
After Jiancheng finished, she left.
When Tang Xinyan enters the apartment, Mo Chiwei and the seventh day of junior high school are gone. She picks up the bag on the tea table and goes to the guest room.
From underwear to dress, and then to the coat outside, the workmanship and style are very exquisite and perfect. Tang Xinyan can't see what brand it is, but it must be a customized one, and the price is expensive.
She doesn't want to owe Mo Chiwei anything, especially money, but she can't pay him back now. When she gets the money for filming, she has to buy something back for him.
After changing clothes, Tang Xinyan had breakfast in the restaurant.
……
Bentley moshangri.
While driving, Jiancheng takes a look at the cold man in the back row who is looking at his business mobile phone.
When he cast his eyes for the nth time, the man raised his clean and handsome face and said in a cold voice, "if you have something to say."
Jian Cheng has been following Mo Chi Wei for several years, but every time she sees the boss's amazing face, she will see it in front of her eyes.
Fortunately, his sexual orientation is normal. Otherwise, with such a boss, how can he be in the mood to work?
"Mo Shao, I want to ask Do you really want to marry Miss Tang? "
Mo Chi Wei pursed the lower lip Cape, the facial expression tiny heavy way, "I seem to be joking?"
"But she's not you..." Seeing that Mo Chi Wei's face suddenly turns cold, and the temperature in the carriage drops in a straight line, Jian Cheng shut up.
A minute later, Mo Chi Wei's deep vision was taken back from his business mobile phone, and his breath was sharp. "Send the email you sent me two days ago to Lu Zishen, and let him talk to Fu sichen."
"All right."
……
Although the morning was inexplicably bullied by the seventh day of junior high school and frozen by Mo Chi Wei's cold breath, it didn't affect Tang Xinyan's mood too much.
The breakfast Jiancheng brought was very rich, including Chinese and Western style.
She ate a little of everything and didn't stop until she was full.
After cleaning up the restaurant, she turned on the cell phone that had been turned off last night.
As soon as the phone is turned on, countless messages and missed calls will ring.
There are dozens of Fu sichen.
Thinking of Fu sichen, Tang Xinyan's temples hurt badly.
The phone rings again. Seeing ye Ran's call, Tang Xinyan quickly slides through the answer button.
"Xin Yan, you are finally willing to answer my phone!" Ye Ran's grievance came from the voice of crying.
Tang Xinyan hears that ye Ran's mood is not right. She shows her eyebrows and twists, "what's the matter with Ye ran?"
"I have something important to tell you. Where are you now?"
Tang Xinyan wants to go to the "Legend of beauty" crew to get familiar with the script later, and her car is still there, so she tells her the address of Jinxiu Garden.
In half an hour.
Tang Xinyan sees Ye ran coming by taxi downstairs.
"I'm sorry, Xinyan. My wrist hurt a little. I can't drive here. I've parked your car in Shanhu garden. Here's the key."
Tang Xinyan took the key, see ye ran right wrist wrapped with a white bandage, she worried to ask, "how hurt, OK?"
Ye Ran's eyes are full of water mist. She bites her lips hard and wants to say nothing.
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