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"Shit! Are these paparazzi immoral? Is this also shooting? " For a moment he didn't hold back, and he said dirty words.

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Hua helplessly turned his lips, "I said Yang Dashao, Congratulations, ah, overnight fire, more than any publicity of our company is in place."

"Don't talk nonsense. Let's get rid of public relations." Now he knew that he was in a hurry and called to Zhou Hua at the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Mo, I didn't speak. Do you think I can make the decision?" He just called to remind him of his kindness. As for how to solve this matter, it all depends on what the president means.

He called the president early, and the president hung up the phone without saying anything. He couldn't figure out what the president meant.

"I'll call Sir Alex!" In a hurry, er said, Yang Yilin hung up the phone.

And on the other side.

Sun Zhenzhen, who had just woken up, took out his mobile phone from under his pillow to look at the time. As a result, he saw the entertainment news popping up.

Originally, it was nothing. She seldom paid attention to these messy things.

But today is not the same, she saw a familiar name.

Yang Yilin?

She started the news with a startling headline, followed by photos that couldn't get into the target ···

and gave her a sharp pain.

Subconsciously, she grabs the quilt corner. She exits the news as quickly as possible, and then throws her cell phone aside.

"Scum!" She sat up from the bed with a sharp scolding.

Looking at everything in the room, unbearable memories are like the devil, constantly pouring out to remind her what happened in this room.

Clenching her fist tightly, she gently closed her eyes and covered all the pain.

It seems that it's time to find a clean place to go out and have a wave ·

*

Renxin hospital.

Sun Zhenzhen came with a big bag and a small bag.

Push open the door of the ward, quickly changed a pair of faces, voice deliberately with the joy similar to the voice of a child, "little star, do you want to be a godmother?"

The little guy on the hospital bed hears the sound and slowly sits up. Through this period of cultivation, the wound on his body has almost healed, and he can move slightly.

And Mu Qiqi, who accompanied in front of the hospital bed, also heard the sound and stood up. He hurriedly welcomed sun Zhenzhen who was carrying a big bag and a small bag. He couldn't help frowning: "come on, what are you doing with so many things?"

"It's not for you to be my son. Can you manage it?" She walked around Muqiqi and put the toys, snacks and fruit basket on the empty hospital bed.

Then he reached out and picked up the little guy's ruddy face and said, "Oh, godmother, be careful of the liver. Does the wound still hurt? Let the godmother see where the wound is? "

The little guy narrowed his eyes towards her and said happily, "no pain, I have been waiting for you. Don't look at me."

Sun Zhenzhen frowned, "why?"

"I don't want to make Ganma heartache, my heart will also be hurt, my heart will also be hurt, my mother will also be hurt, my mother will also be hurt, my mother will be hurt, my father will also be hurt."

After listening to a circle, Sun Zhen was really amused, "what you really care about is your father?"

"You are all my relatives, and I care about it. No matter who you are, I will be sad ·"

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