C1257

Sun Zhenzhen was originally a quick tempered man. Yang Yilin stirred up the flames and added fuel to the flames. He immediately became impatient.

"I'll go to find Yang Yilin!"

Now Yang Yilin is stupid. Can he understand that she is nervous about him?

By the time he reacts, the script is thrown on the bed and the man has already run out.

He ran out and the man who came downstairs was no longer there.

Happiness came a little suddenly, he stood at the door of the door, looking at only a touch of exhaust gas left to him, and was very happy.

Does Sun Zhen really care about him?

Because he's willing to go to Sir Alex's trouble?

Stunned for a few seconds, he quickly took out his mobile phone and called Sir Alex. He hoped that he could cooperate with himself and act in front of Zhenzhen to let him see if Zhenzhen really cared about him.

When the phone is connected, a deep voice comes from the receiver: "if you have something to say, please tell me."

If it was normal, Mr. Yang's temper would have been blown up long ago. But today, he is different from others. Naturally, he should be polite and correct his own attitude.

"Sir, I need your help." How about this attitude? Is it good enough?

as a result, someone on the phone end is quite ungrateful. "Do you really want to be helpful when you have something to do every day?"

Yesterday went home to trouble seven seven things, Mo yanjue has already given him in the small book, waiting for that day he hit the muzzle of the gun.

As a result, after only one night, he asked for help. His face was really thick to a certain extent.

"Brother, calm down. This is really important. You must help me. If you don't help me, my life-long happiness will be ruined." The tone is very sincere, and the attitude is quite correct. It has a little meaning.

Mo Yan Jue had such a little interest, "say it, what's the matter?"

"I really went to see you... I really went to see you." he said the story to the Lord in a concise and comprehensive way. Yang Yilin finally asked anxiously, "Sir, you will help me, right?"

"What do you say?" Even in order not to let him bother himself again, he had to help. As for how to help, he had other plans in mind.

"Thank you, sir. When I have time on that day, I'll do something to thank you for your great kindness..." the Lord finally agreed, and Yang Yilin jumped to his feet.

As a result, someone didn't eat his way at all. Before he finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly and his croaking voice disappeared.

"Shit, it's really impolite to hang up people's phones all the time." although he complained angrily, he could not bear the excitement of thinking that the Baron would give Zhenzhen a good play later.

Hey, I don't know if he really will cry in a hurry?

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while Yang Yilin was complacent, her angry elder sister had already parked her car downstairs of the Mohist headquarters.

He threw the car key to the security guard, and walked towards the building.

All the people who passed by her were awed by her powerful aura, except staring at her in a daze, they completely forgot where they were.

Until her valiant figure walked into the elevator, the people in the hall came back to their senses one by one and began to talk in a low voice.

"Wow, this is sun Zhenzhen, the high-profile courtship female artist of Yang Yingdi. Ah, I am more beautiful than on TV ~"

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"is it only I who think she is aggressive?"

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