Chapter 335: Desperate Female San Niang

She left her cell phone aside, thinking that the Ye family's business should be solved.

She bit her nails. In fact, when she decided to invest in Uncle Xiangqinghua, she really didn't try so hard to make this money. Uncle Xiangqinghua, although it was a road film, the cost was not high. However, it was taken for almost three months. For example, this kind of 2D film can be shot for such a long period of time, and it is very rare. It is mainly on-site framing, real, running around the country, She also ruthlessly discarded all her images. Picking up real garbage, Sleeping Street is really Sleeping Street.

Therefore, the reputation of this film is indeed good, and of course a lot of money has been made.

The money was actually reserved for the Ye family.

In the last life, the Ye family was indeed destroyed this year. The meat that the Ye family did not eat later was taken away by the Su family. Otherwise, how could the Su family have such a big home in the future? industry.

She helped the Ye family, not only for the Ye family, but also for the Su family.

The Ye family was ruined, who was the happiest, Su family, Su Muran.

And how could she let Su Muran become proud again, Su Muran has the Su family as a backing, she does not have the ability to uproot the Su family, a century-old family is not so easy to carry, let alone eat so one The Su family of large pieces of fat.

Therefore, she was making this round very early and was making money just to help the Ye family get through this difficulty, except for Lu Yi, which was for herself.

She wanted the Su family to be weaker, and then weaker.

She and Su's family, and Su Muran's life, are endless.

Sitting in the car, she was always confused. She seemed to have had many dreams, and seemed to have no dreams. She opened her eyes and was a little sleepy, but she seemed to be awake. The car was still moving forward steadily. Open, the scenery in front is also constantly receding, surrounded by dark fields, there is nothing, but the car window is open, will come with the fragrance of green grass.

She closed her eyes again, but her slightly opened eyes were still able to look at everything outside, and the scenery behind her, as if she was going backwards in her previous life.

In the long eyelashes, the white light flashed in front of him, but a man stood beside Su Muran.

"Dad, you are here."

"Well," the middle-aged man rubbed his daughter's hair lovingly. "Why, who is unhappy with my family?"

"Nothing," Su Muran clung to the middle-aged man's arms like a coquettish man. "It's just a nasty woman who always does the right thing with me."

The middle-aged man turned around without white hair on his hair, but he could see that his face had been affected by the wind and frost marks, and his eyes were no longer simple.

He looked like a dog, looking at the embarrassed woman not far away.

Yan Huan opened her mouth, but found that she had no voice. She just wanted to ask, Su Muran, what exactly do you want to do, you have to know, he has a wife, and she is his wife? .

"Where is the mad woman?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, but when he looked back, he smiled at his daughter.

"Dye Ran, we are gone, your grandfather missed you all, yes, haven't you recently made a boyfriend, bring it over to show your grandfather."

"Okay," Su Muran's voices were all stained with joy.

"Su Muran..." Yan Huan's hoarse voice shouted out Su Muran's name. She was blushed with anger at this time, and she was also red hearted. She rushed up without any consideration, she thought To ask the reason, to explain, to question

It was just that when she just stepped forward, the middle-aged man stretched out his foot and kicked it on her stomach, and then they left the field.

Yan Huan stretched out her hand, and there were blood stains on her trembling fingers.

It seemed that something had been stripped from her body, and something had left her.

This is her first child, died in the hands of Su Muran's father Su Qingdong, was kicked by Su Qingdong, and she went to the hospital alone, the surgery was done by herself, her second child It only grew to six months, and finally it was gone. Su Muran extracted cord blood and was thrown into the trash can by her biological father.

Her child, her child...

The child she was arduously carrying.

Her poor child...

"Huanhuan, Huanhuan..."

Yi Ling shook Yan Huan's shoulder constantly.

Yan Huan opened his eyes, but his eyes were sour and difficult to open, and the tip of his nose was glowing with trust, and entrenched outside his eyes was the world of water and moisture outside.

She opened her eyes, and the moisture in the corners of her eyes finally became an entity, and then fell to her chin.

"Huanhuan, why are you crying?" Yiling asked her worriedly. "Why cry in a car?"

"I just thought about my mother," Yan Huan sat up, hugged the blanket that had been on her body in her arms, and then stood sideways, thinking about the distant scenery, and away.

Yi Ling opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she chose silence and said nothing.

Yan Huan took off her shoes, put her feet on the chair, and hugged herself up. It seems that only in this position can she be safer. Her eyes are a little gloomy, but she does not know that she is in What was it in her eyes?

Back at home, Yan Huan was tired and fell asleep. Her spirit was not very good, and she might be tired. Ealing and Rowling discussed, but still felt that she had better not take the show any more recently.

"I feel she is in poor spirits now, rest."

Yi Ling sighed. She hasn't stopped in the past few years. She's filming almost every day. If you go on like this, she won't be able to stand even if she's a Superman. Moreover, she's not a Superman.

"It's not something that you and I can decide," Rowling said, and it was just plain sight.

"You grew up with her, her temperament, you know better than me, who can do her master?"

Yi Ling's mouth narrowed. "I used to have a mother of words, but now I don't. Yanhuan is a hard-tempered. What she decides is hard to change."

"I will try my best to persuade her," Rowling also feels that this is not the way, otherwise the body will be slung, and everything will be influential in the future.

She stood up and looked at the time again. I went back to the company once to see if the company had any arrangements for Yan Huan recently, otherwise she would have to work overtime.

In this regard, Yi Ling was helpless.