This photo made her feel confused, she had to put everything else aside, and she had no intention of working at all.
She smiled bitterly, "It depends on the situation."
"Sure it's not a serious illness?"
"No, I will take care of myself, don't worry." After An Yuan finished speaking, she suddenly realized that this seemed a bit intimate, so she stopped and didn't continue.
Su Shengjing heard that she seemed to have something unspeakable, so she didn't continue to ask, but said: "If there is anything, just tell me, maybe I can think of a way for you, don't need to be bored alone to carry it."
Hearing this sentence, An Yuan's heart suddenly warmed.
In this case, apart from her parents and girlfriends, almost no one had ever told her, not even Xue Zhen who had known her for many years. But how can she tell them such things?
She doesn't even believe it, she can't accept it!
She said to Su Shengjing sincerely: "Well, thank you."
After finishing the call, Su Shengjing looked at the phone and frowned. The little **** the sofa immediately asked: "Dad, dad, what did the elder sister just say?"
"She still said she just caught a cold, so we don't have to worry about it."
"It's not a cold!" The little girl curled her lips. "My sister must be in trouble, but she refused to say it."
Su Shengjing smiled helplessly, "That's no way, dad can't force her to say it, right?"
The little girl sighed sternly, Su Shengjing couldn't help but smile, and squeezed her face again, "Kids don't think too much, go, and have breakfast with Dad."
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On the other side, An Yuan kept looking at the phone after she hung up the phone. Thinking of the words Su Jiu and Su Shengjing said, she felt even more uncomfortable and uneasy.
In case, her photos really circulate, she will not only have no way of being a person in the circle, but also have no face to see the father and daughter again. Especially the little girl, always calling her pretty sister sweetly, saying that she is a fairy. If she were to see the photos, she would be disappointed.
Even though, I really don't know how this photo came from.
She has to figure it out, she must not just let others judge her, she doesn't want to disappoint those who care about her!
An Yuan's eyes became firm and she forced herself to cheer up. She was about to call Xue Zhen, and she was still looking for a number in her address book. Xue Zhen called.
An Yuan's face sank and she pressed the answer button, and Xue Zhen's unkind voice came over, "How about it, are you thinking about it? Do you want to renew the contract with me?"
An Yuan did not answer, but asked coldly, "Where did the photos come from?"
Xue Zhen laughed, "Of course I filmed it. How else can I get it?"
"I asked how you got here? When did you take the picture?"
"Well, it's really a bit old, it must be years ago. But don't you have any idea about what you have done?" Xue Zhen said deliberately.
An Yuan's face sank, "Just tell me what you know, you don't have to sell it like this."
"It’s no use telling you. You just need to know that the photos in my hand are real, and it’s no good for you to circulate them. As long as you are willing to renew the contract with me, I can let you continue to be a big star. Don't blame me for being impolite. Of course, if you continue to renew the contract, you won't be able to follow the original contract, you have to change it." Xue Zhen said with great precision. After wearing the book, I became a small drag oil bottle.