Depraved

Xu Jintao, well-known in the circle, the men and women who have passed his hands, unless the backstage is too hard for him to touch and the ugly is so ugly that he doesn't want to do it, there is nothing else he won't touch.In addition to this, the other point is that the mouth is broken, and everything is said. The most famous one is that three years ago, when I was drunk, I told the whole thing from the beginning to the end of what I did with a female star in the hotel the night before, and at the end I hated her bed It's too jerky to let go, he's not happy.

The matter didn't come to the fore, it was rumored in the circle, but within two years, the actress couldn't stand the pointing behind people's back and quit the entertainment industry.

Xu Jintao.

Xia Hua couldn't hold him down, both he and Zhuang Xiaowei knew it.This person dares to do this, and has been doing it for so many years without being tossed down by others, all thanks to Li Siguo.Li Siguo and him can probably be regarded as friends in need, and they usually take good care of him—but maybe they just fancy his ability to make money from filming, and both sides get what they need.

Maybe, really want to ask Mu Shen for help?

Pressing the side edge of the phone, the screen lights up, Fang Ting stares at the lit screen for a long time until it goes dark again.

It was time to call him, and if not to ask him for help, he should have been informed.Although there will be no one who doesn't have eyes to provoke Mu Shi, Mu Shen doesn't have to worry about being involved, but at least he should let him know about it.

Well, letting Shali come over should also mean that he is not angry about what happened that day.

Thinking of this, he poked open the phone again, opened the address book, found "Mu", hesitated for a moment, and clicked open.

The bell rang for a long time. It was a song I sang, "Falling Down", and it stopped abruptly at the climax.It was hung up.

Fang Ting was stunned.

Mu Shen doesn't want to answer his call?

No, maybe he's just in a meeting?

It's ten past six, wait, wait, call him at eight o'clock.

Fang Ting blinked quietly, yawned tiredly, and stared at a dark golden sun wheel outside the window.

——Is about to disappear behind the shadows of many buildings.

Tick...click, click...tick...click, click...

The sound of dripping water is perfectly mixed with the swinging sound of the clock hands.

Mu Shen lay quietly on the bed.

The blazer was thrown aside, the tie was undone, and the shirt was undone to the second button.

The phone glowed brightly, and it was at hand.

When the bell rang, the voice was slightly hoarse, delicate and long, with a touch of sadness, it was "Falling Down".He sang very touchingly.

The sins of the abyss, who will fall from now on.In the long night, I was lonely with the lonely lamp.

I have since fallen.Ating, it's me, not you.

You are sensual, and I am lonely with the lonely lamp.

Raise your finger, raise the phone to your eyes, and then refuse to answer.

Either come to me with the real you, or don't come to me.

Fang Ting, I dare not ask you to fall in love with me, I just ask you not to separate me from your real world forever.I just don't want it to be a fake face every time I see it.

I'm trying to force you to surrender.

Fifteen days, half a month.If you can persevere under the pressure Zhang Chenfei puts on you, then I won't force you anymore.I will meet you in person and seriously ask you one last time.You probably won't agree, either, but that's okay.

I can……

Fang Ting, did we break away from this relationship, or if we met in another way, would there be a different ending?

It's a bit of a headache, but it's not because of Fang Ting, the things I've already made up my mind won't bother me anymore.I'm worrying about Olison's order.It was clearly agreed upon, and both parties had a tacit understanding, but Mu Hua suddenly stepped in. The point is, he really stepped in.

It's not known who he hooked up with in Olison.

Sifang was looking for trouble again, causing another disturbance in the family.The fourth uncle delivered a message the day before yesterday that he wanted to rectify and check the property directly under the family.It has nothing to do with the second room. Although the second room is not well populated, it still has its own decisions.The fourth uncle probably wanted to cut a piece of flesh from Dafang's body—Dafang was almost dead, leaving only a 4-year-old child.Sitting on a golden mountain, the childish child is simply seducing the unscrupulous capitalists to go up and bite.

If it wasn't for my basic moral bottom line, I'm afraid I couldn't help it.

Although it didn't touch my head, it always made me a little uncomfortable.The one in the fourth room has stretched too far in recent years, and Mu Hua is a good example.

If they are too courageous and dare to covet the second room, we will inevitably have another battle.

On September 26, I still went back to the main house of Mu's family. One was to do a notarization on behalf of the second room, and the other was to find an opportunity to beat Mu Hua.

...Will Fang Ting have compromised by then?Do you want to take him there?

The bell rang again, and it was "Fallen" again.

Mu Shen sat up and hung up again without hesitation.

The sun was setting, and the sky was full of red clouds like fire.Framed in the window, the beauty is amazing.

He breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his tie, picked up the clothes and put them on his arms, and looked back at this small apartment.

Won't be coming back for a while.This apartment, like his, is too easy to loosen the human spirit.

In the hotel, it was half dark.

Fang Ting curled up in the corner, clutching the phone tightly, his fingertips dented.

The sun sinks suddenly.