Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

Hua Jinan grabbed the woman who walked past him, "The crew is taking a break now, and you have to eat when you go. Come, I'll take you after dinner."

Subei frowned, "I didn't go this morning. The crew must have been waiting in a hurry."

The man said lightly, "Today's shooting originally started in the afternoon, you forgot, the venue was rented for the afternoon!"

Only then did Subei remember it, this afternoon.

"How do you know so clearly!" Subei looked at Hua Jinan.

"I am an investor, of course I will care." The man said slowly.

Su Bei sat at the dining table, she was surprised.

He actually cooked Western food, and the steak looked delicious.

"Come on, **** craft."

Hua Jinan said with a smile.

"Why didn't I know you would do this before?"

Subei picked up the knife and fork, cut a piece of beef and put it in his mouth.

"I just learned it, not before," Hua Jinan said.

Subei chewed slowly, "Why do you learn this?"

Does he want to eat as good as he can? He can even call the chef at home to make it.

Hua Jinan smiled slightly, "I want to make it for you."

Subei was startled, swallowing the fragrant beef.

"How is the taste, is it your favorite?"

Subei said lightly, "It's okay, you can swallow it."

Hua Jinan didn't care, "Then eat it quickly. It's okay, I'm studying it carefully."

After eating, Hua Jinan drove Subei to the studio.

Su Bei got out of the car, said goodbye, and walked into the studio.

Then, he tightened his lips and picked up the phone.

When I saw Mo Qianshan again, his aura was no longer as humble and angry as before.

Mo Qianshan said lightly, "I'm also looking for you and talk to you."

Hua Jinan smiled slightly, "Want to ask me, why did you divorce your daughter?"

Mo Qianshan looked at him and said lightly, "Yes, did you really decide to let it go?"

"I won't let go." Hua Jinan replied directly.

Mo Qianshan narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"

"You don't need to know what I mean, I came to you today to tell you something."

There was still some kind of rudeness in Hua Jinan's voice.

"You said." Mo Qianshan said.

Hua Jinan's tone became more violent, "Do you know the explosion that happened on the set in Northern Jiangsu not long ago?"

Mo Qianshan nodded, and Hua Jinan said affirmatively, "It was your current wife who planned it alone. Not only that, she even sent photos of Dabei and dead mice to Xiaobei. I think I should talk to you before I do anything. Say hello."

Hua Jinan's eyes were cold, "If you can't manage the people around you well, then I will take care of you."

Mo Qianshan's face changed suddenly, "What evidence do you have for this?"

Hua Jinan chuckled, "No one has asked me for evidence about what I believe, and I can give it to you if you want to see it."

Mo Qianshan frowned, and after pondering for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "I know, I will do it myself, so I won't bother you."

Hua Jinan nodded, "There is only one chance. If I dare to move my mind on Xiaobei again, I will definitely not tolerate it."

The man got up, sorted his clothes, and prepared to leave.

"Since you don't want to divorce Beibei, don't let Qing'er have any illusions!"

Mo Qianshan said.

Hua Jinan smiled faintly, "I can't live without divorce, she doesn't need to fantasize."

"Farewell." The man stepped forward and left.