Heartthrob's Guide to Rollovers

The next day, the ringing of the mobile phone woke up Yueci from his sleep.

"Go downstairs, it's time to go to work." Si Mingxiu's voice came over the phone on time, and he instructed: "Pack up your things and don't come back here at night. The house you rent is not safe. The company has prepared a dormitory." , you move directly there at night."

Yue Ci's hand holding the mobile phone paused, his head stuck out from under the quilt, and he suddenly became conscious. He lifted the quilt, turned over and got out of bed, and said slowly: "No, I have already moved from there, because It's too late to tell you, the address is in Chenglin Mansion, come and pick me up."

Si Mingxiu on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and had already keenly guessed everything: "Is it Mr. Fu's room?"

"Ah."

Si Mingxiu's voice cooled down: "You should know the concept of a villa in the Chenglin Mansion, right? How dare you accept it?"

"I will not refuse a beauty's invitation to live together." Yue Ci's attitude was taken for granted: "It's just a house, even if it's a palace, I'll take it."

He really didn't take this house seriously, but Fu Peiyuan's invitation was very tempting. The villa in the Chenglin Mansion may be a sky-high price for others, but it's not like he hasn't lived in it before. He used to be worth tens of billions. Qi Yinian, he can live in such a house for a day, what is it, even in the heavily guarded compound of the North China First Military Region, he has lived in it before.

"Yue Ci." Si Mingxiu felt powerless. If it weren't for the fact that this person's ability is really outstanding, he would not be willing to let it go. He would have kicked out such a disobedient artist, but right now he can only give a helpless warning: "Be careful playing with fire***."

Yue Ci made a serious defense: "Is he a fire? It's clearly a piece of ice that won't melt for years. I'm trying to warm him up now."

Si Mingxiu hung up the phone silently: "..." Where did all these flirty words come from!

After hanging up the phone, Yue Ci left the villa after packing soon. Si Mingxiu's car was already waiting outside the villa.

He glanced at the silver-gray sports car, moved his eyelids slightly, opened the door and sat on it.

"Your Porsche has been sent for repairs, so take my car for now." Seeing his faint dislike, Si Mingxiu said.

Yue Ci is absolutely wonderful in this respect. He likes cars and is picky about cars, but he doesn't like to drive, he only likes to ride in a car.A Porsche worth 80 yuan is thrown to an assistant or agent to be the driver every day, and he is responsible for sitting in the co-pilot, and it's ok.

Yue Ci yawned: "No need, Porsche has retired."

Si Mingxiu frowned at his attitude of liking the new and disliking the old: "You used all the film salary of "Emperor Chu Ming" to buy a Porsche, and now you want to change it, what do you want to change?"

"The salary at Luoyang, it's enough to let him bleed a lot." Yue Ci said indifferently, and asked again: "Is there any progress at the police station?"

"The police interrogated the group of gangsters overnight, and they have already found a breakthrough. Even if they can't hunt down the mastermind behind the scenes, it is enough to solve this trouble." Si Mingxiu said: "The reporters brought by that group It was too late, and I didn’t capture anything useful, so I’m already under pressure compared to Huaqing.”

He paused, and then said: "This morning the police station called to say that someone had delivered those two fish that slipped through the net. I suspected that it was Mr. Fu who did it, and it did."

"Don't worry." Yue Ci reassured, "I know what you're afraid of, but there won't be such a day." Although he can have fun, he also reserves a way out, and he has never capsized. Si Mingxiu's doubts are purely superfluous.

"I hope so." Si Mingxiu looked at him, and said very coldly: "If that day really comes, I can't save you, and neither can Huaqing."

Yue Ci's response was to glance at him lazily, close his eyes to rest his mind, and didn't take it seriously at all.

……

After a rigorous and detailed discussion, Yueci's style was finally settled, but after changing his clothes, the stylist discovered a huge problem.

"Your hand hurt?" The stylist looked at the bandage on Yue Ci's right hand. Because of the bandage, the cuffs that were originally ironed and slim could no longer be buttoned: "This will affect the shape, what should I do?"

"What's wrong?" Ansel came over when he heard the movement, and his face changed slightly when he saw the bandaged right hand: "Your hand was hurt, when did it, it was fine yesterday?"

"No, just a little injury." Yue Ci didn't care, and untied the knot: "Just take off the bandage."

"Wait!" Ansel stopped his movement, his attitude was more nervous than the injured person himself: "Don't touch the wound, we can transform it."

"Remodeled?" The stylist was stunned. After discussing for a whole day, the shape that was settled after careful and meticulous discussions was so lightly said to be changed. If the other party was Ansel, she would have sprayed it back without shame. Now But he could only hold back the anger from the explosion and asked back: "How do you want to change it, the bandage is here, how can you change it?"

"There is no need to change it, there is absolutely no need for it." Yue Ci refused, and simply tore off the bandage: "It's just a small scratch from the glass, there is no need for it because it delays the process, I'm not that delicate, and I'm not that big. "

Ansel resolutely disagreed, and looked at him seriously: "No, I'll think about how to change the look, but it's not a question of being coquettish or not. More words, you don't need to care about yourself, but you can't make me care about you."

"What's the matter, change the shape properly, this is about to start shooting!" Wan Jin walked in aggressively, with a bit of impatience, as soon as he came in, he saw three people who were at a stalemate, following everyone's gaze Looking down, it was Yue Ci's bandaged right hand, and his tone suddenly softened unconsciously: "Injured?"

Ansel reiterated: "The shape needs to be changed, the bandage cannot be removed."

Wan Jin looked at Yue Ci's wrist, was silent for a moment, and then glared at Ansel fiercely: "Then think about how to change it soon!"

The stylist who thought that Markham would unite with him just watched his allies betray him: "..."

Ansel ignored her and stared at the bandage for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and asked the stylist: "I remember that the partner sent a silver-white casual dress?"

The stylist hesitated: "Yes, there is, because the designer is from country T, and he doesn't know much about the history of Hua country, so he got the white dress, but because the ancient royal family never taboo white, so although the design of the dress is very brilliant, But after it was sent, there was no discussion at all, and it was rejected immediately.”

"Just use that dress." Ansel smiled at the corner of his lips, with confidence in his face: "That dress is perfect."