Thinking of this, Leng Shutong's eyes showed his missing and feelings.
Looking at Shiqi's beautiful and gentle face, she murmured yearningly: "sometimes I really envy you and Mr. Qin. The relationship is still so good for so many years."
I don't know if I have a chance to join hands with Han Yunting.
Yan Shiqi understood her thoughts and sighed: "feelings need to be managed. When two people are together, they always have to compromise with each other.
If we both have strong personalities, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to maintain to this day. "
Leng Shutong shook his head in disapproval. "I don't think so. I can see that you are very concerned about each other through your interaction with general manager Qin."
Words fall, cold Shu Tong eye ground delimits a silk to promote narrow, "moreover, you two also very greasy crooked! For example, the last time I went to deliver coffee to Han Yunting secretly at the foot of the sun mountain, I saw a RV... "
"Hello! Leng Shutong! "
Inkstone when seven angry call its name, some embarrassed to pat her, "that was an accident!"
"I don't believe it!" Leng Shutong said with an ambiguous smile: "I'm old and married. I'm still in love with you. I envy you so much!"
Inkstone when seven don't want to, tiger face way: "what good envy, you will certainly have.". Besides, things are changeable. If we divorce one day, do you still want to envy us? "
Leng Shutong propped his chin, looked at inkstone, and shook his head jokingly, "in this world, all people divorce, you two can't!
I just think it would be great if he and I could be just like you and President Qin, but I can only think about it.... "
When talking about feelings between sisters, it's hard to avoid melancholy.
When Leng Shutong comes back this time, the only belief that supports her is Han Yunting.
At this time, Yan Shiqi heard her emotion, gathered to play with the look, seriously open way: "you don't be so negative, I think Han San Ge is just not enlightened, in time, you will succeed."
Leng Shutong dropped his eyelashes lightly, "I hope..."
A man like Han Yunting seems mature and cheerful. In fact, his heart is colder than anyone else.
……
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Shiqi once again put into the shooting, Leng Shutong has not left, sitting in the dressing room waiting for her to finish work.
She is in Licheng, apart from Yan Shiqi, a friend, she can be regarded as unaccompanied.
Missing for more than a month, she needs a suitable opportunity to return to Han Yunting's vision.
And just because they were in the dressing room, the conversation was overheard by the paparazzi along the crack of the door.
So that just after 3:30 in the afternoon, Qiao's entertainment and Qin's headquarters received the news.
At this time, Zhuo Han heard the report from the information department and knocked on the door of the president's office.
In the office, Qin Baiyu is sitting in front of the boss's desk, examining the documents in her hand.
Mubao sat on the sofa next to him, two little fat hands holding different flavors of ice cream cone, eating happily and contentedly.
Qin Boyan bought it for him!
Zhuo Han walked into the door, rubbed his hands, and asked, "president, have you... Seen microblog?"
The man's attention is still on the document, magnetic voice murmur, "did not see, what's the matter?"
Zhuo Han's liver trembled, took a deep breath, and was ready to die. He said: "there is news on Weibo that... My wife said in person on the set that... I want to divorce you?"
Speaking of the end, Zhuo Han has been sweating.