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At this time, just in time for the rush hour off work, half an hour later to arrive at the studio, see Lan Lan is still seriously rehearsing.

Shuke raised his hand and called LAN Zi over and told her that Ling always had something to do with LAN LAN.

LAN Zi listened and went to the director and muttered a few words.

The director looked back and saw Shuk, and said in a hurry, "OK, OK, Miss LAN LAN can finish work now, and it's OK to shoot the rest of the theater tomorrow morning."

When Lan Lan was told that she could finish work ahead of time, everyone in the studio turned to look at her.

Xiao Xiao saw the side of the waiting Shuke, the heart of understanding, must be Ling Ji let her go back, for a moment bite the teeth rattle.

By what? Clearly she is a big star, but why is that new person who is not as good as her but enjoys more noble treatment than her?

For her, the current night scene is just a routine. Results Ling Ji a word, Lan Lan said stop shooting, stop shooting, no scruple about her feelings.

With a crash, she dropped an expensive looking glass to the ground. Looking at the shadow of the back walking towards the film field, he asked the assistant nearby with a fierce tone, "where is the person I asked you to look for?"

"All found." The assistant whispered in her ear, "it's all people who have had a festival with her before."

Xiao Xiao heard, cold hum a, "young, offended people to many."

Assistant also followed, "long a pair of white lotus face, popularity is so bad, it is enough to explain everything."

Xiao Xiao sneered, "you said it right."

Finish saying, think of that let her dream of the man, Ling Ji. What did he call LAN LAN to do in such a hurry? Do you like being with her so much?

"Why! Why is it her? " Yelling, she grabbed the assistant, shook her and asked, "you don't think I'm better than that bitch! Where am I inferior to her? "

The assistant was scared out of her wits by her sudden crazy roar, and said in a trembling voice, "you are better than her anywhere, better than her..."

"Then why, why did Ling Ji choose her instead of me?" After that, two lines of clear tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes.

How much she liked that man, only she knew that every day she wanted to hold the doll with his poster to fall asleep, and she had to imagine how happy she would be if she could marry him. That is the happiness brought by this illusion, which can comfort her to linger under different old men every day.

Now this fantasy disillusionment, for her, hate can't be a great blow, growing in the bottom of her heart, the flame of hatred is burning more and more prosperous. She clenched her fists and blamed LAN LAN for all her resentment of abusing her by those old men.

"You will be afraid of the photos of her and Yan Qingyuan mixing together, all exposed to the media, said that this is internal news, New Star LAN shooting studio private life chaos!"

The skirmishes she had provoked before seemed to have no effect at all, so only if she did not exist could she sit in that position.

In the car, Lan Lan was told that they were going to Lingjia manor, not going home. She looked down at her clothes and turned to ask Shuke, "do you want me to go home and change my clothes?"? "

" no need. " "I think it's good to be casual like this," she said

"Why does ah Ji suddenly think of taking me back to my old house? Is there anything wrong? "

"To go back to my old house is to go back to my own home. What can I do for you?" Shuk scratched his head and laughed with ease, "madam, you should go home."

"But..."

After all, this is her first visit to Ling family manor.

"Madame, just listen to me."

He turned the front of the car and waved his hand. The gate of the manor opened to both sides.

Lan Lan looked out of the window and was stunned. She had never seen such a big garden even though she had lived in the Blue Villa since childhood.

The more you go, the more beautiful the scenery is. The trees on both sides of the road are green. There are various kinds of roses planted in the garden. The light fragrance of flowers floats into the nose with the breeze, and butterflies are flying in the flowers.

Outside the hall, Shuk put her down and drove to the garage alone. "Madam, just a moment. The president will come to pick you up."

She nodded stupidly. She could not help but be fascinated by the beautiful scenery. She walked unconsciously to the flower bed and looked at the white butterfly at her fingertips with surprise. Her eyes were full of surprise, and she was careful not to frighten the little butterfly.

As soon as Ling Ji went out, she saw her standing in the garden, butterflies dancing beside her, her hair raised in the breeze, and her smile beside her lips was so bright and bright.

"Lan'er, it's time to go home."

Lan Lan turned his head and saw him standing in the sun, with a charming smile on his resolute face. For a moment, his heart beat violently.

"OK." She picked up her skirt and ran to him.

"You have a good time. Do you like roses?" Ling Ji gently smoothed her messy hair."I haven't seen such a beautiful view for a long time."

As soon as she said it, he remembered that they had been together since she got out of prison. They had never gone out to play and had been busy with their own affairs.

"These two days after the case is over, we're going to relax."

Warm voice in the top of the head ring, smell speech, she suddenly raised her head, eyes flashing with excited light.

See her some small excited appearance, Ling Ji heart can not help but be filled with a strange feeling, the face is more gentle, "where do you want to go?"

"May I decide?"

He raised his eyebrows. "Why not? Next, Mrs. Ling, plan your trip with Mr. Ling. "

LAN LAN is surprised to see the funny Ling Ji, unexpectedly some dull.

"What expression are you looking at?" He was a little sullen in his heart.

She hastily returns to consciousness, in the heart rippling with the sweet feeling, "nothing."

"Let's go." Ling Ji took her and walked into Ling's house.

Before she opened the door, she stopped, closed her eyes and took deep breaths, hoping to ease the tension.

Ling Ji clenched her hand, "don't worry, it's OK, everything has me, when I come back to have a potluck."

Looking up at Ling Ji's eyes, looking at those dark eyes, she was no longer so nervous. She slowly put down her hands and stepped into Ling's door with him.

When she saw the furnishings of the hall, she sincerely exclaimed, and her eyes were full of appreciation. The decoration style is all Chinese style, which is her favorite decoration style. For a time, the impression of here can not help but improve a few points.

Looking around, I found that there were only two people except a few servants. I couldn't help wondering, "ah Ji, where's your father?"