The president's sky-high priced wife

Chapter 397

"Elise, it's only four days before the machine starts. You haven't finished reading the script yet. With an artist like you in hand, my manager will vomit blood and die."

It was rare to hear Oliver's witty words, and Jiang Beibei smiled: "I won't watch it today, today, I want to go home..."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Beibei lowered his eyes slightly, "I don't know what my former home is like now, people go to the empty building, maybe it's already someone else's home.

"Your home is here?" Oliver sat beside Jiangbeibei's bed: "Did you remember something?"

"Huh? No." Jiang Beibei looked up and smiled. Since she wanted to forget those things, she wanted to forget them for the rest of her life.

"Okay, I won't ask you. I'll read the script tomorrow, and I'll accompany you today." Oliver put away the script.

Jiang Beibei clasped his hands together and waved towards Oliver twice: "Thank you very much, thank you for letting me go."

A smile appeared on Oliver's face, and he still said: "It's useless for you to do this, you still need to read the script."

"Why are you in my sister's room?" Chi Qianqian came out at some unknown time: "Sister, sister, I've made inquiries. Today we..."

"Qianqian." Oliver raised his voice, and reached out to lift Chi Qianqian off Jiangbeibei's bed: "Elise has something to do today, so stay in the hotel obediently."

"Oh." Chi Qianqian obediently responded, and then obediently sat beside her.

Jiang Beibei looked at Chi Qianqian, and couldn't help feeling distressed. This child was very troublesome when he was agitated. As soon as he said there was something wrong, he would immediately become obedient and obedient. If my mother was by my side, it probably wouldn't be like this.

"Qianqian, what do you want? When I come back, can I bring it back to you?" Jiang Beibei said softly, "Or we can go out to play tomorrow."

"No!" Chi Qianqian didn't speak, Oliver refused with a cold face, shaking the script in his hand: "Tomorrow is only three years, you don't want to be scolded by the media for playing big names."

Jiang Beibei glanced at the script in Oliver's hand, and could only sigh and resign himself to his fate.

When there is no script, I wish the script would pile me up. Now that I have a script, why do I feel so tired all of a sudden.

After breakfast, Jiang Beibei and Oliver drove out.

Relying on his memory, he found the place where the Jiang family lived before.

As expected, the place has changed. When the car stopped in front of Jiang's house, Jiang Beibei was stunned for a moment. The Jiang's house hadn't changed at all. It was still the same yard as before, and there were even maids coming in and out.

She seemed to be able to see that her father was sitting in the study, frowning, dealing with those difficult official duties.

Jiang Beibei took two steps forward, when a small stone tripped her, she couldn't help but suddenly realized that things were different, she was about to forget that her father was no longer there.

"This is your home?" Oliver took two steps forward and put his hands on Jiang Beibei's shoulders as a gesture of comfort.

Jiang Beibei smiled and looked inside: "It should be, I don't quite remember, maybe it's my home, maybe it's not, maybe I've tasted the grass."

Jiang Beibei pointed to a piece of grass next to him and said with a smile.

Oliver looked disbelieving: "How stupid you were when you were young."

"This grass is really delicious." With a serious look on his face, Jiang Beibei lifted up the grass and handed it to Oliver: "Taste it."

Oliver took a bite suspiciously, his face turned bitter.

Jiang Beibei laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist, and smiled, but tears flowed.

When she was here before, the grass here was indeed edible, but now it has been replaced with ornamental grass.

Oliver looked at Jiang Beibei, crying and laughing, until Jiang Beibei stabilized a bit, and the two walked around again before getting into the car and leaving.

Neither of them noticed that at the corner, there was a person standing all the time.

It wasn't until the two got into the car and left that Shangguan Ye came out from the corner.

"Master." The maid who was oncoming her hurriedly bowed slightly.

Shangguan Ye nodded: "Did Miss come back just now?"

"No." The maid said with a dazed expression, "Except for the young master, no one has come, and the young miss has not come either."

Shangguan Ye turned around and looked at the direction the car left just now. He was sure he saw Jiang Beibei, but why didn't Jiang Beibei come in?

"You came here by yourself again, didn't I say, you come and call me!" Qin Junhao came in from the outside angrily.

Shangguan Ye turned around and looked at Qin Junhao: "I saw Beibei."

"What?" Qin Junhao frowned.

"Go in and talk." Shangguan Ye said.

When the two arrived at the study, Shangguan Ye sat on the teacher's chair, frowning tightly: "I just saw Jiang Bei Bei."

"Are you sure she's not..."

"It's just outside here." Shangguan Ye looked at Qin Junhao with certainty: "She is Jiangbeibei."

Qin Junhao was stunned for a moment, leaning on the back of the chair: "She's back."

Shangguan Ye nodded, and took out the script of Fang Ai from his clothes: "I plan to play the male lead."

"What?" Qin Junhao looked at Shangguan Ye in disbelief. He was a dignified president, and he was going to be an actor.

Shangguan Ye didn't say much, this script is very good, but there are too many intimate scenes between the male lead and the female lead, since he can't stop Jiang Beibei from playing the female lead, he has no choice but to play the male lead himself.

"Alright." Qin Junhao said, "Then I'll be your manager."

Shangguan Ye glanced at Qin Junhao in disgust, and didn't say much.

Jiang Beibei returned to the hotel. After a while, Oliver pressed him to read the script.

The more I read this script, the more I remembered the time with Shangguan Ye. Jiang Beibei looked at it and couldn't help crying.

Oliver was taken aback: "Elise, don't watch it if you don't want to, let's go out and have something to eat."

"You made my sister cry again." Chi Qianqian looked at Oliver with reproachful eyes: "Besides, when did my sister delay work? Do you need to force my sister like this?"

Oliver looked at Jiang Beibei helplessly. He really didn't expect that reading a script would make Jiang Beibei cry.

"I'm fine." Jiang Beibei wiped away his tears, and there was still a hint of crying in his voice: "I just don't know why, I feel sorry for the heroine here, why..."

As he spoke, Jiang Beibei began to cry again.

Chi Qianqian held Jiang Beibei's hand distressedly: "Sister, if you're not happy, we won't accept this, okay? Let Oliver go to the show to earn liquidated damages."

Hearing Chi Qianqian confidently asked Oliver to earn money, Jiang Beibei couldn't help but smile, reached out and touched Chi Qianqian's head: "I'm fine, I just got into the show, just go for a walk."

"Then I'll go out with my sister." Chi Qianqian volunteered.

Jiang Beibei smiled and nodded in agreement.

Just as Oliver was about to come up to take the script away, Chi Qianqian gave him a hard look and had to step aside. The three of them made such a fuss, but they didn't see the notification from the crew on the phone.

(End of this chapter)