After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

"Why didn't you go to shoot?" An Zhengye asked puzzled.

"The plot is too bloody, running with the ball as a stand-in, especially thunderous. Although some audiences like this, I don't want to make a thunderous drama. If it is stereotyped in the future, it will be bad." Mo Xiaoyu explained.

"Well, what are your plans?"

Mo Xiaoyu looked at An Zhengye in surprise, did this guy care a little too much about her?
But An Zhengye's face was indifferent, and Mo Xiaoyu thought he was thinking too much.

When talking about the plan, she said seriously: "I want to make good movies, not bad ones, and become a capable actor."

"Hmm." An Zhengye said lightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

While talking, Mo's villa gradually appeared in sight, and Mo Xiaoyu was overjoyed, she finally didn't have to speak cautiously anymore.

Seeing that it was about to drive to the door, An Zhengye suddenly said, "I'm sorry."

"Excuse me?" Mo Xiaoyu said unexpectedly.

"If you didn't marry into An's family, you would go to film after graduation, I..." An Zhengye paused: "Maybe you have already played the heroine now."

Mo Xiaoyu was a little dazed, she couldn't believe what she heard, and looked at An Zhengye several times before she was sure that the words came from his mouth, and her mood became very complicated in an instant.

Sure enough, the scumbag filter was thrown out, An Zhengye is a good person.

"Don't say that. I don't blame you. I married voluntarily."

The original body was indeed voluntary, and she was not lying.

"Well, I know." An Zhengye said softly.

After saying this, the car became quiet, and neither of them seemed to speak again.

Fortunately, not long after the silence, the car arrived at Mo's villa.

Mo Xiaoyu unbuckled his seat belt and said softly, "Thank you for taking me home."

"You're welcome." An Zhengye said flatly.

"Then I'll get out of the car. Thank you for today, bye." Mo Xiaoyu opened the door and got out of the car, waving his hand towards the door.

"Goodbye." An Zhengye replied.

Mo Xiaoyu nodded with a smile, turned and left.

An Zhengye looked at Mo Xiaoyu's back with a complicated expression, until she opened the door and walked in, then quietly looked away.

He didn't leave immediately, but unconsciously tapped his fingers on the steering wheel a few times, as if trying to clear his mind. After waiting for a while, An Zhengye started the car and slowly drove away from the villa area.

When the car drove away, there was no sign of him, and a figure swayed through the floor-to-ceiling windows by the door of Mo's villa.

Mo Xiaoyu put down the curtain in his hand, and murmured, "What does An Zhengye mean?"

It's too strange for this person to apologize suddenly, isn't it?
Did he do something bad?Raise the Mo family's debt?
Or raise the interest rate?

Or...are you really guilty?
Mo Xiaoyu scratched his chin, but couldn't think of any reasonable reason for a long time.

"It seems that men's minds are also difficult to guess."

"What man's mind?"

A clear voice suddenly sounded from behind. Mo Xiaoyu was startled, and the hairs on his back stood on end.

Turning his head and glaring at Mo Beidou behind him, he stretched out his leg and kicked him: "Why are you standing behind me when you have nothing to do? Are you trying to scare me to death?"

"I didn't do it on purpose. I called you several times, but you ignored me." Mo Beidou wanted to dodge sideways, but he was afraid that his sister would not kick him up to the waist, so he stood there obediently and was kicked.

Mo Xiaoyu hit with one kick, and kicked again, but she didn't use any strength in the second kick, she just purely frightened Mo Beidou.

It's a pity that Mo Beidou didn't accept the trick, nor did he hide, it didn't make any sense at all.

Fighting is only interesting when it comes and goes, Mo Xiaoyu pouted: "It's not interesting."

Wanting to avoid Mo Beidou, he left, thought for a while, put his hips on his hips and asked, "What did you call me just now?"

"You're ready to deliver the laundry. You're not at home, so I'll pick it up for you." Mo Beidou picked up a bag and handed it to Mo Xiaoyu.

Mo Xiaoyu took the bag and looked inside: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Mo Beidou smiled, looking at Mo Xiaoyu hesitantly.

Sensing Mo Beidou's gaze, Mo Xiaoyu said coldly, "Is there anything else?"

"Well, sister, what is this coat?" Mo Beidou asked hesitantly.

"An Zhengye's."

"Zhengye's?" Mo Beidou's eyes lit up: "You two reconciled?"

"What are you thinking about? It's just that he forgot to return the clothes he put on me when he rescued me last time." Mo Xiaoyu said calmly.

"Oh." Mo Beidou was disappointed, and then gossiped again: "If I read correctly just now, Zhengye sent you back, right?"

Mo Xiaoyu was a little panicked, and he didn't know why he was panicking, but he still maintained a calm expression on his face: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Hey, do you want to reconcile with Zhengye again?" Mo Beidou asked in a low voice, "Tell your brother honestly, are you reluctant to part with Zhengye?"

"What are you talking about? Why are you reluctant? It's nothing." Mo Xiaoyu denied it without even thinking about it, but there was a strange emotion in his heart, as if someone had poked his heart, and he still insisted on denying it. If so, his eyes are a little confused.

"Don't lie to brother, if you don't have one, why are you staring at Zhengye's car in a daze and talking about being a man." Mo Beidou had an expression of "I've seen through you a long time ago".

"I didn't. I just wanted to see if he left. I didn't..." Mo Xiaoyu explained in a panic.

The more she explained, the more determined Mo Beidou's expression became, and he confirmed his opinion even more in her heart.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't explain clearly, and stomped his foot: "Oh, what am I talking to you about, are you a paparazzi? You, asking so many gossips."

As he spoke, he pushed Mo Beidou away, and strode upstairs with the paper bag in his hand.

Mo Beidou immediately followed, and said in a nagging voice, "Don't hide it from your brother, I've noticed it, you've obviously paid back to Zhengye..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mo Xiaoyu stopped, stared and said, "If you talk nonsense again, I will let you taste the taste of Xiaoyu's iron fist!"

While talking, he clenched his fists, opened his eyes, and swayed on the tip of Mo Beidou's nose.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything." Of course, Mo Beidou was not afraid of his younger sister's delicate fists, but he didn't want to make her anxious, so he had to raise his hand as a sign of surrender.

"Hmph." Mo Xiaoyu snorted softly, ran into the room in three steps at a time, and closed the door with a bang.

Mo Beidou came to the door, leaning against the crack of the door and said, "Sister, you have to figure it out, after all, only you know what you think best...but no matter what decision you make, brother will support you."

He babbled and persuaded for a while, but there was no movement inside the door, he sighed helplessly, wanted to say something more, but after thinking about it, he scratched his head and walked away.

In the room, Mo Xiaoyu leaned his back against the door, and listened to Mo Beidou's words, even his sigh. Mo Xiaoyu didn't move until his footsteps were far away. Consciously sighed.

She looked down at the coat in the bag, and her mood suddenly became very complicated.

"Really, why don't you apologize for nothing, you make me think wildly." Mo Xiaoyu took out his coat and poked the buttons on it with his fingers: "Eat as soon as you eat, what are you talking about from the bottom of your heart? I have to..."

Mo Xiaoyu babbled about the jacket for a while, complaining about the jacket like An Zhengye. After a while, he felt better and put the jacket back: "Hmph, I'll let you go today."

The coat that had been spared lay obediently in the bag.

Mo Xiaoyu put the bag beside the bed, and smiled suddenly, she really is, why is she so childish.

"I don't want to, wash it for nothing."

Putting aside those who couldn't figure it out, Mo Xiaoyu simply went to the bathroom, took a good bath, and gave his body and mind a vacation.

The hot bath was very thorough, even the shower gel was applied twice, Mo Xiaoyu finally washed all the messy thoughts in his mind.

After drying off the water on his body, he turned on the hair dryer and began to dry his hair. The humming sound of the hair dryer was all around his ears, and he could vaguely hear the sound of music in the room.

Mo Xiaoyu turned off the hair dryer and poked his head out of the bathroom suspiciously, but there was no sound in the room.

"Am I hallucinating?" Mo Xiaoyu rubbed his ears blankly.

After listening for a while, she was sure that there was no sound in the room. She shrugged her shoulders and prepared to continue drying her hair. At this moment, the music sounded again. Mo Xiaoyu heard that it was her mobile phone ringtone.

"I'll just say there's a voice."

Mo Xiaoyu came out of the bathroom muttering, turned out the phone, and there was a string of unfamiliar phone numbers on the screen, Mo Xiaoyu thought for a while but didn't have any impression.

I wanted to hang up, but after thinking about it, I connected.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Xiao Yu, it's me." A somewhat feminine male voice sounded.

"Who are you?" Mo Xiaoyu wondered, who is this person so familiar?

"Oh, you can't even hear my voice, I'm so sad, blah blah."

Mo Xiaoyu got goosebumps from the "tweeting" and immediately knew the identity of the person opposite, and said helplessly, "Mr. Jimmy, hello."

"Hey, Xiao Yu, I'm so happy that you finally recognized me, hey."

Mo Xiaoyu listened to Teacher Jimmy's humming and humming, and could even imagine him twisting his waist, and suddenly felt a chill.

"Teacher, what's the matter with you on the phone?" Isn't it just a show?
Teacher Jimmy withdrew his crying for a second: "Oh, I really need to find you something. Guess what it is?"

There are three black lines on Mo Xiaoyu's forehead: "Um, I can't guess, you can just tell me."

"Oh, you are so boring." Teacher Jimmy said coquettishly.

What does this have to do with fun? Besides, what fun am I playing with you!

Mo Xiaoyu cursed in his heart, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily: "Teacher, if you're okay, I'll hang up first."

"Don't hang up, don't hang up, I really have something serious to see you."

"Then please speak directly." Stop talking nonsense!
Xu was afraid that Mo Xiaoyu would hang up the phone, so Teacher Jimmy said bluntly: "The new summer product I designed is going to be released, and I want you to take a set of promotional photos."

"Ask me? Did you make a mistake?" Mo Xiaoyu was a little surprised.

"That's right, it's you. My design this time is inspired by you. It's perfect to invite you to take a promotional photo." Teacher Jimmy said enthusiastically, "You just promise me, the remuneration is easy to talk about."