The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

Chapter 1007 Xiaomei 21
Cui Yingdi sucks...

Actor Cui spent a good night with his girlfriend...

The super IP drama that Cui Yingdi participated in is suspected of money laundering...

The group of Cui Yingdi is excited W...

The people who eat melons understand it. This girl killer who has just ascended to the throne of actor and has not been on the Heat is afraid that she will be cold. The character design has collapsed like this. Enthusiastic citizens report the adoptive father of a female star who stole X and escaped X.

Leverage drops!
Just a single dia will scare ordinary people to death, but so what, they still dare not challenge the law.

Ah!
I didn't expect this film king to cut such black.

Brother Zhang wants to cry.

The actor's X photos are flying all over the sky, even if the website is deleted, it is useless. Many netizens saved them with a flick of a finger when they saw them for the first time, and they can dig them out to review at any time.

Both performers have good appearances and figures, and their expressions and postures are natural and harmonious, whether they are skilled or jerky...

Like a fish in water.

Compared with those deliberately contrived discs in island countries, it is much better.

He has seen with his own eyes how enthusiastic the film king who is an ascetic character is when he is shameless and X.

Gee.

Shame!

The old driver blushed.

However, this is a proper benefit for the majority of female fans!

I can see the majestic appearance of idols at a glance, no, when I think of the unknown wild and vigorous side of idols...

Ok.

It's not in vain to hold back the hot eyes for so many years and chase after the TV series starring idols.

Great value.

It finally lived up to expectations.

The actor, he, he finally produced a drama that is neither paralyzed nor iceberg.

Scratching the old mother's tears of excitement and joy, I have the feeling that the son of a scumbag will eventually become a talent.

But as a manager, Brother Zhang always felt that something was wrong.

Forget it.

Everything will be settled by the Cui family.

Cui Haosen was dumbfounded.

I was too tired after a night of partying and slept until midnight. Well, I was woken up by a phone call from my friend.

"Moriko, you've been very hot lately!"

"Didn't you agree to be a single nobleman for the rest of your life? You actually tricked so many friends quietly."

"It's not moral enough."

"I have to treat some time to soothe my brother's hurt heart. Well, I heard that the little assistant with black-rimmed glasses and bangs is very popular recently. Why don't you come and play role-playing..."

Cui Haosen had no idea what his friend was talking about.

The essential--

He's playing with his girlfriend?
When did this happen?
As the person involved, he had no idea that he... had left the order.

Siru said that the feast is still to come.

A death marriage is also a marriage.

Mei Qingyin has protected her fiancé's family for so many years without knowing it. Her private house was carefully selected by professionals invited by Mei's father, hoping to use the aura of Lushan to nourish her.

But it is cheaper for the enemies.

At that time, it was a time of war, and it was very uneven. Every day, countless people were killed by artillery fire, even the Mei family was no exception, but the Cui family was safe and sound all the time, and even expanded their business.

Even ended up in politics.

These have to be paid back.

in the villa.

A middle-aged beautiful woman with a luxurious temperament is comforting the gray-haired old man, "Asen is sensible, those female stars in the entertainment circle are just for fun, and he won't take it seriously."

The old man was still not satisfied.

The cane hit the floor hard, "Call him and tell him to roll back immediately!"

The beautiful woman sighed.

"it is good."

The entertainment industry has always been complicated, but this time the fire has burned on her son.

A coldness flashed in the beautiful woman's beautiful eyes. With her around, no one could bully A Sen.

Ok.

She planned to use her contacts to help her son get through this trouble and find out who was behind the scenes.

kill!

Don't doubt, she has this ability.

As the legendary actress who has retired and returned to her family, Lu Wanzhen has actually experienced many setbacks.

Being targeted by a female star, being robbed of a role by airborne, being discredited, being questioned by fans about her acting skills...

Small case!
He took out his mobile phone and was about to call a well-known director when he was frightened by a loud noise and his hands trembled.

Cui Zhensheng was also taken aback.

Looking upstairs with a gloomy expression, and striding up, Lu Wanzhen called the servant to follow quickly.

study.

Cui Zhensheng's face was extremely dark.

His gaze fell to the ground, and he saw two photo frames shattered on the log floor.

"Master?"

The servant held the photo frame he had picked up, with a look of panic on his face.

On the face in the posthumous photo that resembled the old man, the position of the eyes was just punctured by the glass, leaving two black holes, which added a bit of air-conditioning for no reason.

And another...

Worse.

The kind-hearted old lady's face was scratched so badly that she couldn't see her original face at all.

The study is an important place.

Except for regular cleaning, no one is allowed to enter.

The posthumous photo was hung on the wall and nailed in place. Could it be... blown down by the wind?
cloudy wind.

Anyway, the maid felt a little cold.

Cui Zhensheng stared closely at the posthumous photo in the servant's hand for a long time, when the servant's hands and feet became weak and frightened, he finally withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Clean up the study."

maid:……

Tearfully agreed.

"Master, master, what should we do?"

The posthumous photo in his hand was like a hot potato, and he wanted to throw it away immediately.

Cui Zhensheng pursed his lips, "Throw it away."

Maid: Huh?

lost?

That's right, this is a photo of your grandparents!

But Cui Zhensheng had left on crutches.

The master didn't care, he still struggled with a hammer, threw the photo into the trash can, hurriedly cleaned the broken glass on the floor, and the servant left the study as if fleeing.

The door is closed.

A white figure landed on the mahogany bookcase, Si Ru looked down at the poetry collection in her hand, it was thread-bound, the paper was yellowed, the handwriting was smudged, and it was full of traces of time.

Ok.

There is also a sister's love.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth, and her figure gradually disappeared.

The posthumous photo was rotten, Cui Zhensheng wanted to reprint two copies and hang them up, but he couldn't find them.

There is obviously something left behind.

The beautiful woman comforted: "Sometimes it's like this, you can't find it when you look for it, and you come out if you don't look for it."

Wait?
Cui Zhensheng was unwilling.

He has OCD.

Without the old man's eyes watching over him, he couldn't even read the book, and he was so irritable.

"Go to the cemetery tomorrow."

There are pictures on the tombstone.

Siru: Alright, see you soon.

With a heartbeat, she floated out of Cui's house, seemed to be in a certain direction, pursed her lips and ran quickly.

Yes, the call of blood.

Mei Qingyin died very young, she had no offspring, but the Mei family did.

Getting closer.

Siru floated to an abandoned building, followed the corridor to a toilet on the fifth floor, she stood at the door, and heard the sound of weeping from inside, on the dusty floor, a thin girl was holding a dirty Xixi's school uniform cried desperately.

The girl sits in the shadows, pure and helpless.

She wiped the tears from her face fiercely, and slammed into the stained wall of the toilet.

Si Ru:……

Damn, it’s so hard to find a relative. The first meeting was such a bloody scene.

Ok.

As an elder, how can you turn a blind eye.

Mei Jiayu wanted to die.

She was living in hell every day, and she couldn't hold on anymore.

I thought I would hit a hard wall, but a pair of slightly cold hands gently pressed my shoulders.

she:……

Not allowing her to think too much, she was hugged into a cool embrace.

(End of this chapter)