President Gao Leng's little wife

Chapter 89 You Can Only Want My Things

Xia Yuluo was looking for a place, because she was impatient and couldn't care about other things, when she turned around, she accidentally bumped into someone else!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Xia Yuluo turned around and apologized, the more anxious she was, the more likely she was to make mistakes.

"We met again." Xia Yuluo apologized with her head bowed, but felt that the voice was very familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

She raised her head slightly, only to find that Chu Yu, who was too beautiful to look at, was looking at her with a smile on her face!

Chu Yu came out to get some air during work, but she didn't expect to meet the strange little screenwriter last time.

"Chu Yu?" Xia Yuluo couldn't believe her eyes, she pinched her face to make sure it wasn't a dream.

The big star Chu Yu is actually here!

"It's me. I'm shooting an advertisement here." Seeing her pinching her face, Chu Yu couldn't help but laugh.

"Then can you sign me?" Chu Yu's signature.No matter how many people want to come, Xia Yuluo doesn't want to sign at this moment, let alone when.

Xia Yuluo took out a pen and paper from her bag. Fortunately, she carried it with her, otherwise she would lose money, so she handed it over like a dog's leg.

Chu Yu originally didn't even look at this kind of thing and just passed by, but this time he saw the expectation in the other party's eyes, and suddenly couldn't bear to refuse.

"Raise it higher." Chu Yu took the pen from her notebook and ordered.

He picked up a pen and wrote his name casually on it. He was just about to ask why Xia Yuluo was here, but the manager over there saw him sharply: "Chu Yu! Why did you come here!"

The manager rushed over in a hurry, dragged Chu Yu away: "The whole team is waiting for you!"

"Hey—" Before Chu Yu finished speaking, she was dragged away by her manager, leaving Xia Yuluo alone.

Xia Yuluo shook the paper with Chu Yu's signature in her hand, feeling that she was about to make a fortune.

While looking at Chu Yu's signature happily, she walked around the hall like a headless chicken for a long time, but found nothing.

She sat down on the ground with one buttocks, screaming that every day should not be done, and the ground is not working. She slapped her thigh and muttered: "I'm not leaving, I'm exhausted!"

"Yuluo——" Xia Yuluo almost burst into tears when Han Tianyi's unique low-pitched magnetism sounded.

Han Tianyi stood in front of Xia Yuluo like a savior, looking down at her.

There was something wrong with his face, and she disappeared in just a blink of an eye.

Han Tianyi was so anxious that he couldn't get through the phone or turn it off, and he couldn't find anyone. Han Tianyi almost thought he had lost her again!
But he worked hard to find her outside, and when he finally found her, he found that she was talking and laughing with Chu Yu!
"Han Tianyi! Look! I got Chu Yu's signature." Xia Yuluo didn't notice the change in Han Tianyi's mood, she jumped up happily, and excitedly grabbed Han Tianyi's clothes and shook them.

"Such an ugly signature, it's useless to keep it." Han Tianyi's face became more and more gloomy. He snatched the notebook from Xia Yuluo's hand and turned to the page with Chu Yu's signature.

Han Tianyi tore it off directly, but he still didn't understand his hatred, so he tore it up and threw it on the ground and stepped on it a few times.

Seeing him like this, Xia Yuluo knew he was angry.

Xia Yuluo walked over and pulled his sleeve, and said timidly, "Han Tianyi—"

Han Tianyi handed her the notebook, his face softened a bit, but his mouth was still cold: "There are people who want such an ugly autograph. If you want autographs in the future, I can also autograph."

As he said that, Han Tianyi took out a thin notebook from his breast pocket, wrote a few strokes quickly, tore it off and handed it to Xia Yuluo: "You can only ask for my things!"

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