Chapter 738

"Ah --"

Mi LAN clenched her fist, narrowed her eyes, and screamed in a long voice, which attracted the attention of several field staff. The director assistant who had just finished the meeting also rushed over to see that the floor of the rest room was full of water, and all of them showed surprise.

"What happened?"

"Here Why is it all water here... "

All the people around said with a puzzled face.

The director assistant looked at the tall beauty in front of her, standing in the same place with wet clothes. She couldn't help feeling that she was heartache and funny.

Bai Xiaoxi handed the water pipe in his hand to the director's assistant. He glanced at Mi Lan's body carelessly. With a sarcastic smile, he said in a cold voice, "I said, how does the props group do things? The water pipes are thrown here casually, and the valves are not turned off. Thanks to being drenched and unimportant, if you let Mrs. Mo catch a cold and the children in her stomach are affected, who of you can afford it? "

Director assistant a listen, white Creek actually will Mo Liancheng children moved out to say things, scared out of their wits. At the moment, I can't care about any tall beauties. I just keep apologizing to Mu Qingqing.

You know that offending anyone can't offend this one. This is the man on the top of the heart of general mo. if she gets angry, he can't eat it with a word.

Bai Xiaoxi deliberately described Mi LAN as an unimportant person. In addition, all the staff members turned around Mu Qingqing, and no one paid attention to himself. He was angry and squeezed his fist, glared and glared at the complacent Bai Xiaoxi standing on one side.

"White brook, you have seed!" Mi LAN pushes away the people around Mu Qingqing and goes to the white brook. She bites her teeth and warns. Then, he stepped on a pair of hateful sky high, and left the rest room.

The more she thought about it, the more she held back. Originally, she thought that she was deliberately teasing and teasing Mu Qingqing by sending the script. However, she did not realize that she was not only slapped, but also humiliated. The whole person was extremely wet.

Mi LAN is secretly thinking about how to retaliate, Yu Guang just happened to fall from the upstairs office of the last down the Molian City, it seems that he just had a meeting with the director.

To say that although Mi LAN is not a professional actor, her tears are coming fast. She can also be regarded as her own hands, quietly toward their own arm is a fierce twist, suddenly white skin will be covered with a large area of blue and purple, in an instant it will swell up.

Mixed with just eat dumb and aggrieved, in addition to the arm from the bursts of pain, Milan suddenly sharp nose acid, tears big big drop on the lapel, wet the thin shirt collar, dense out of a water mark.

She deliberately turned her head and her back to Molian City, standing in the corner of the exit of the studio one by one. She was very low-key and hard to be found, but it was the only place for Mo Liancheng to leave.

"Millan?" Sure enough, in less than three minutes, Mo Liancheng's voice came from behind. He was puzzled and asked, but he was not sure whether the wet and embarrassed woman was the close assistant Mi LAN who came in with him an hour ago.

Mi LAN first looked back at Mo Liancheng, then pretended to be flustered and wiped it with his sleeve at the corner of his eye, then slowly turned around, lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Mr. mo..."

"It's really you, you..."

Mo Liancheng walked in and found that MI Lan was really wet all over his body, and his hair was still dripping with water. "How did you do this? I didn't ask you to take the script to Qing Qing. Where did you go?"

Mi LAN twisted her finger, raised her head and said nervously, "I I just came out of Mrs. Mo's lounge. The script has been given to her, and the shooting theme has been conveyed as you said, but But Mrs. Mo seems a little unhappy. She says she doesn't want to shoot, and she has to ask for leave... "

Mo Liancheng's eyebrows are tight. He has worked together for eight years. He has never seen Mi LAN so disrespectful and so dejected, so his voice becomes more tender and moist, "don't you understand what I'm asking you? How do you get wet?"

Mi LAN frequently looks at Mo Liancheng, with a sad and aggrieved look in her eyes. The crystal clear liquid Liancheng film covers half of her eyeball. She lowers her head again, hesitates for a long time and fails to say a complete sentence.

Normally, MI LAN, who is called the black face God, is wronged. It is actually the kind of appearance that can stimulate men's desire for protection. The delicate and tearful expression adds a touch of feminine charm to her delicate facial features.

For a moment, she raised her hand and deliberately blocked the large blue and purple bruises on her arm. She shook her head and said, "I'm ok. It's just that I got wet by accident. It's none of my business. It's my own stupid..."

This shows clearly that there is no silver 300 Liang here, and Mo Liancheng naturally saw her not a subtle action, and raised her hand and pulled away her palm which was deliberately blocked in the wrist. After more than ten minutes, the bruise on the swollen arm became more obvious. It seemed that MI LAN had a hard hand on herself, and didn't even leave any room.

Mo Liancheng frowned and asked in a cold voice, "did Mu Qingqing hit you?"Like a frightened kitten, MI LAN quickly shook her head and waved her hand, "no, no, it's not about Mrs. Mo's business. Maybe it's something I said a few more advertisements. Because Mrs. Mo has a bad temper and wants to ask for leave, I'm worried that other people's schedule can't match, so I advised her a few words, which is not thoughtful of me. "

Women's weakness is really the best weapon. The method is not afraid of the old, and the most important thing is to work. Mi LAN is very clever to say, it is a sentence of denial, but Shengsheng pushes all this on Mu Qingqing. Mo Liancheng is a smart man and naturally understands all this.

So Mo Liancheng took off his coat and put it on MI Lan's body. "Ask the driver to send you back to change clothes. You can't get sick. Recently, many things in the company need you to follow up, understand?"

Mi LAN seemed to have some vino's nodding, then boldly took the hand of Mo Liancheng, and tentatively asked, "Mr. Mo, I'm sorry, am I saying too much?"

Mo Liancheng didn't mean to blame. He just tightened his coat on MI Lan's body and said in a deep voice, "I'll deal with it. If I'm not comfortable in the evening party, I'll ask other colleagues to take your place. What's not important can be properly ignored!"

Mi LAN wronged nodded, "know the total ink, I went out first..."

Although she left the studio according to the order of Molian City, Milan is still very good at telling the driver to stay and wait for Mo to come out to see him off. She called a car and left here.