Lucky Pregnancy and Runaway Wife: Gu Shao spoils his wife, please be gentle

After speaking, Gu Jinyan opened the door and got out of the car. The butler who had been standing by the door couldn't help but worry about the relationship between the two of them.

After getting off the car, Gu Jinyan got into Xiao Li's car and went back to the other courtyard.

Grandpa Gu stared at the rearview mirror, until Gu Jinyan's car left and disappeared, then Grandpa Gu looked away.

He raised his hand and asked the driver to drive the car in.

in the theater.

Song Ya, who was rushing to make an announcement early in the morning, didn't stop to rest until almost noon.

The assistant handed the water glass to Song Ya, "Wearing so little clothes to shoot a summer scene, I really froze to death, and I don't know what to think."

As soon as she sat down, Song Ya complained in various ways, "How long has this water been, how can you drink it when it's so cold!"

"I'm going to get you some hot water."

"Hurry up, I don't have much time to rest." He glanced at the assistant displeased, "It's really stupid."

The assistant took the water glass and went to get hot water from the caravan that was driving. While pouring the water, he heard the two extras beside him who were busy and whispered together.

"Look, look, isn't this Gu Jinyan from the Gu family?" One of the girls bumped her elbow into the companion next to her.

The girl next to her looked at the phone and saw that it was indeed Gu Jinyan.

"Really." The two people's eyes widened, and one of them was full of disbelief, "I can survive this."

"Hey, after reading what I said later." The person who watched the video seriously pushed the person next to him.

After listening for a few minutes, the two sighed, "So that's the case, they didn't take that flight at all."

"The current media is too unreliable. They just make irresponsible remarks without knowing what's going on."

What the two said reached the assistant's ears, and even he didn't expect it to be like this.

After filling a glass of water, the assistant quickly walked back to Song Ya's side.

Song Ya glared at the assistant viciously, "I told you to pour some water, have you boiled the water?"

The assistant ignored the argument, put the water aside, and rummaged through the phone, "You should take a look at these first."

"What, it's weird." Song Ya took the phone from the assistant impatiently.

Looking at the phone, Song Ya's pupils dilated slowly when she saw the content on it, and she stood up from her chair.

The phone in her hand was about to be crushed by her, Song Ya couldn't believe it, "Why is he still alive, how is this possible, how is it possible..."

The assistant looked around, "Keep down, don't let others hear you."

"When did you tell me about this!" Song Ya lowered her voice and asked the assistant.

"I don't know either. I heard two people discussing this when I poured the water just now." The assistant looked helpless.

Who knew there would be such a sudden situation, not to mention the assistant, even the other irrelevant or slightly related people did not think of it.

The director has already urged over there, ready to start shooting the next shot.

Throwing the phone to the assistant, I had no choice but to finish the filming first and then talk about other things.

But because of this incident, Song Ya became restless, causing the scenes of filming to be wrong once.

The director slammed the headset on the table, "What's going on, can we shoot it!"

The director was already extremely angry, the assistant director walked to Song Ya's side, and told Song Ya about the play, "Concentrate, the makeup artist will touch up the makeup."

Re-shooting the scene, Song Ya is still not in a good state to shoot a good scene, and all the mistakes are made of low-level mistakes that shouldn't be made.

The director was so angry that he left the scene and left everyone here.

The assistant director yelled through the loudspeaker, "What's going on, you can make such low-level mistakes!"

Song Ya threw the props in her hand to the staff next to her, and walked up to the director, "I'm sorry, assistant director, I'm not feeling well today, let's change the filming to another time."

The assistant director looked at Song Ya's pale face, "Well, it seems that you are not in a good state, and it's just a waste of time to continue."

Raising her hand, she signaled Song Ya to leave, and then Song Ya and her assistant drove back in their car.

In the car, Song Ya snatched the mobile phone from the assistant, and checked it again and again for confirmation.

After confirming that it was Gu Jinyan, the annoyed Song Ya threw the phone aside, the screen was full of cracks.

The assistant on the side even felt sorry for her broken phone, Song Ya's face was livid.

Silently picking up the phone, Song Ya's face was gloomy, "Go, go and have a look."

"What are you looking at?" The assistant didn't respond for a moment.

Song Ya, who was full of anger, ignored the assistant. Song Ya could only believe what was reported in the reports when she saw Gu Jinyan with her own eyes.

"Drive faster!" She felt angry, as if time was against her.

The car stopped in front of Gu Jinyan's other courtyard, "Xiaoya, just go there like this."

"Otherwise." The car door was slammed open, and Song Ya rushed to the door and rang the doorbell frantically.

The servant who was cleaning heard the doorbell and hurried to open the door. Butler Liao couldn't help muttering, "Who is in such a hurry."

The servant who ran over saw Song Ya and her assistant standing outside the door, so she didn't open the door directly. Gu Jinyan had ordered her not to come in before.

The servant summoned the servant beside him, "Go and tell the housekeeper that Miss Song is here."

The servant hurried back to the house, "Housekeeper Liao, Miss Song and his assistant are here."

"What is she here for?" Housekeeper Liao frowned, and followed the servant to the door.

The door opened slowly, butler Liao stepped out first, and stood in front of Miss Song, "Miss Song."

"Steward Liao, what does this mean? Why don't you invite me in for a while?"

"The master isn't here, so it's inconvenient for you to come in and sit down. You'd better come back another day." Butler Liao said indifferently with an indifferent face.

"There's no reason why we won't be allowed in when the master isn't here, or he's still there, but he doesn't want us to go in." Song Ya put on an aggressive face.

Butler Liao didn't want to entangle her for too long, "Miss Song, please go back."

Turning around, she was about to go in, but Song Ya pulled her back, "You are a watchdog, why are you so arrogant, I have to go in this door today."

It fell on Song Ya's hand that was holding her arm in advance, and Steward Liao looked at Song Ya with a half-smile, "Miss Song, even if you beat a dog, you have to look at the owner, see clearly where this is, and pay attention to your Identity, so as not to cause any trouble."

"You!" Song Ya's face turned blue from anger, "Oh, then we'll spend our time here, I don't believe that the people inside won't come out."

"If Ms. Song wants to wait here so much, then just wait. The servants are right inside the door. If you are thirsty or hungry, call them, and they will bring you here." Freeing Song Ya's hand, Can't shoot to go to the door.

The door slammed shut again, and Song Ya slammed the door shut. Song Ya raised her leg and kicked the door, "I was taught a lesson by a watchdog. I haven't been so angry since I grew up. She counts What is it, who does she think she is!"

The assistant next to her laughed twice, "Okay, Xiaoya is just a servant of the Gu family, so there's no need to be so angry with her."