After wearing it back, I have no feeling for Lao Gong

"Nie Xun bribed Wang Cuili to contact the driver who got away from the car accident."

Minglian continued under Ming Yanghui's gradually pale face, "What happened later, I don't think you need me to explain it in detail, you know that it was nothing more than the fact that the person who killed my mother had been free and easy for more than ten years, and took her The relic and the husband."

Suddenly, the door of the coffee shop was pushed open again.

It should be that a celebrity came in to buy coffee, and the groupie girl sitting at the table by the door of the coffee shop screamed and rushed forward.

The scene was lively, with laughter and exclamations intertwined, and the smiling faces of each and every one of them were like flowers, making the sunlight outside the window warm.

An invisible dividing line was drawn.

Ming Yanghui only felt his hands and feet were icy cold, like falling into an ice cave.

Before coming to Minglian, Ming Yanghui wanted to get some comfort from the only child.

Let yourself not be so flustered.

But now, the only child told him he was wrong more than he thought.

He was partly responsible for Ai Ting's death.

"Niannian..." Ming Yanghui once choked up his sobs.

This middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old slowly turned red eyes.

Minglian pushed back the documents in front of him, "Take these back, and you can ask me how much alimony you need in the future. But I'm busy with work, so I probably won't visit you."

This is no longer a tactful remark, all he has to do is tell Ming Yanghui that the father-son relationship between the two is equal to nothing.

Ming Yanghui sat on the seat like a wood carving, he suddenly lowered his head, covered his eyes with his palms, his shoulders shook violently a few times, but he didn't make any sound.

The father-son relationship, which had finally recovered, fell to the bottom again.

If there had never been a peaceful conversation between the father and son before, Ming Yanghui would probably not have felt so uncomfortable.

Now when he saw his elder son who had finally gotten closer to him become alienated again, he felt lonely, as if he had been hit by the magic point of the black witch, squeezing him to nowhere.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to work first." After Minglian finished speaking, he picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip.

Then get up from your seat.

Ming Yanghui still didn't let go of the hand covering his eyes. When he heard the sound of Minglian's chair sliding, the other hand on the paper file bag tightened.

Because of being pampered and not too callous, the corner of the file bag was pinched tightly with his calloused fingers.

When Minglian was about to leave, Ming Yanghui said hoarsely: "Father really didn't know it would turn out like this. If I had known earlier, I would have avoided her and would have taken a detour when I saw that woman. If I had known it would be like this, I would rather If I live 20 years less, I don't want to meet her..."

His hand slowly lowered, the palm was wet.

Reminiscing about the past, the beautiful beginning is like a mirror that has fallen to the ground, and the cracks are cracked like spider webs.

With a few creaks, the peaceful and beautiful mirror shattered, revealing the hideous portrait of the devil hidden under it.

The curse spread silently, and life slowly changed when the dull person was unaware.

Minglian didn't turn his head, his tone was flat, "It's a pity that there are no ifs in this world. If there were, my mother wouldn't have died back then."

Ming Yanghui froze, speechless.

The coffee shop is a little far away from the crew, and they say they are busy going back to work, but in fact Minglian has nothing to do at all.

He walked back slowly.

The Hongyue film and television base is busy almost every day, and the crews work overtime to catch up. Each area seems to reproduce a different era.

Or passionate, or beautiful, or solemn.

The actors in costumes perform hard. In the play, each of them has a new identity, and all the emotions revolve around the new identity.

If something goes wrong accidentally, it doesn't matter, NG will start again.

Drama is like life, but it is not real life after all. If you make a mistake, you can start over.

If you are not satisfied once, then do it twice until you meet the requirements.

Ming Lian walked slowly, setting his eyes on the different crews, watching the various scenes of life in the play.

He tried to calm himself down in this way.

People always have to pay for their mistakes, no one is an exception.

As he was walking, Minglian's footsteps suddenly stopped.

He saw a tall and familiar figure in the distance. The man was well dressed and looked like a business elite who came to discuss cooperation.

However, what was out of place was that at the moment, he was carrying a mahogany prop screen and was hurrying to the palace.

It's Jiang Jiao.

It was also at this time that Ming Lian belatedly realized that he had returned to the crew of "The Secret of the Imperial Tomb".

"Teacher Ming, are you back?" The field manager greeted Minglian cheerfully when he saw Minglian came back.

Minglian nodded with a smile.

The other party said, "Mr. Ming, bring your father over here and let him see your working environment. He will know that our crew is well paid. You must not work hard here."

The stage manager is a man who is very talkative. In his line of work, he has to deal with group performers every day, and it is not good if he is not good at talking.

"He has something to do, so he's going back first." Minglian lied.

The scene manager showed a regretful expression, and before he could speak, Ming Lian said, "Have you recruited new people in the crew recently?"

"Yes, I just recruited one. It's not that there is a lack of someone to move things. I was planning to find one outside this afternoon, but I didn't expect someone to come to my door and tell me that I don't need salary, just pay for food."

The field manager was in high spirits and felt that he had taken advantage of it. "I asked him if he was a groupie? He said no, he was just here to experience life, and he also said that he has strength. If he is not satisfied with him, it doesn't matter if he drives him later."

Minglian frowned slightly.

The field manager continued, "He took the initiative to take out his ID to register for me. I think his ID is also his own, and he must not be fake, so I let him stay. Not to mention, he is quite capable of work, and he can move Something for two people, really powerful."

After talking about the field affairs, I found that Minglian didn't answer the call.

A flash of lightning flashed through his mind.

Field affairs remembered!

"Mr. Ming, is that newcomer your assistant?" The field manager was embarrassed.

Half a month ago, Jiang Jiao came to deliver soup once. At that time, he was busy with business, so he just glanced at it and didn't pay attention.

At that time, I left a general impression of "this man is very handsome". After half a month, I forgot so much that I didn't recognize him later.

Although the crew is not short of money, why not take advantage of this kind of free delivery.

So this cheap labor was collected.

Just at this time, Jiang Jiao came out of the palace after moving his things.

It's autumn now, and the air is crisp and clear. Jiang Jiao's own firepower is relatively strong. Others wear sweaters, but he is still a single shirt.

But at this moment, the collar of the unlined shirt was obviously wet.

Like a dog collar.

"Jiang Jiao!!" The field manager shouted.

Jiang Jiao was stunned for a moment, and was about to look around, but at this moment, he saw a white spot from the corner of his eye.

The man was as tall as jade, and his temperament was quite eye-catching in the crowd.

Subconsciously, Jiang Jiao went there, only halfway there did he realize that the field manager was also there.

"Jiang Jiao, why didn't you tell me that you were Teacher Ming's assistant?" the field manager said awkwardly.

He actually said in front of Mr. Ming how useful this "coolie" is.

How embarrassing!

Jiang Jiao stood in front of Minglian at a loss.

He had just moved a lot of things, and he almost ran over, so he was panting for breath.

Just panting and not talking.

The atmosphere suddenly froze slightly.

"There's no need to be special, let him do it if he wants to." In the end, Ming Lian said.

After hearing Minglian's words, the field manager felt a lot more relaxed.

"Um, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do, I'll go to work first." They are all human beings, and the scene is sensitive and feels that the atmosphere is not right.

36 meter, go is the best plan.

After the field manager left, Jiang Jiao, who was already feeling hot, was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

He wiped his pants quietly, "Where did you go just now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Jiao's heart skipped a beat.

He said the wrong thing again.

Why can't I always speak out of my mind?

"You think I need to report to you?" Minglian said blankly.

"No, no, I didn't mean that." Jiang Jiao said hastily.

Probably because he was afraid that he would accidentally say something wrong again, Jiang Jiao closed his mouth tightly, but his eyes were glued to Minglian.

But after a while, Jiang Jiao felt that it was okay not to talk, the two always had to communicate.

"I ordered dim sum at the hotel, and it will be here in a while. It's your favorite mille-feuille cake." Jiang Jiao muttered, "I heard from the stage manager that the crew will have to change in half a month. The venue, I will go to the mountains at that time, I bought mosquito repellent water and a flashlight online, and I will definitely be able to use it then."

Minglian found that Jiang Jiao was really good at speaking, even if he belonged to himself, he could hold up a big show.

He talked about the items that need to be prepared for going up the mountain, all the way to precautions, and the weather, and then related to the food when going up the mountain.

On the way to the lounge, Jiang Jiao never stopped talking.

Minglian wanted to block his voice, but he felt that the nagging sound like chanting scriptures never stopped.

Like hundreds of ducks quacking in my ears.

Minglian suddenly felt a little annoyed.

Just about to tell Jiang Jiao to shut up, it was a coincidence that Jiang Jiao's cell phone rang.

The phone rang, but Jiang Jiao didn't intend to answer it, and continued talking.

Minglian interrupted him, "You answer the phone first."

Jiang Jiao was flattered, since just now, this is the first time Minglian has spoken to him.

He took out the phone and looked, even though the number didn't have any sign, it looked like an unfamiliar call, but Jiang Jiao still answered it.

When Jiang Jiao answered the phone, Ming Lian was about to walk to the side, when he suddenly heard Jiang Jiao say.

"Nie Xun?"

Minglian's footsteps that wanted to leave stopped.

When dealing with other people, Jiang Jiao's words suddenly became less.

In front of Ming Lian, he was a flood that burst its embankment, but now it is a tightly closed faucet, occasionally leaking a few drops.

"Oh, I know you."

I don't know what was said there, Jiang Jiao frowned with two heroic sword eyebrows, "The Nie family has nothing to do with me?"

Probably because he didn't expect Jiang Jiao to be so vulgar as soon as he opened his mouth, and there was silence over there.

Jiang Jiao clicked his tongue softly, and hung up the phone quickly, regardless of what he was looking for over there.

The button to end the call seemed to be cursed, and Jiang Jiao, whose eyes seemed to grow on the top of his head just now, turned back to the "coolie" who was timid and dared not speak loudly.

Minglian remembered what Ming Yanghui had told him earlier——

Nie Xun will ask for help.

Indeed it is.

"Ming Lian, do you want some snacks now? I'll get you some snacks." Jiang Jiao's eyes were good, and he saw another field manager coming from the courtyard with a big bag at a glance.

The bag in his hand has the hotel's logo on it.

It's all food.

"Is this the first time Nie Xun called you?" Ming Lian was not interested in food for the time being.

The second wave of surprises came, Jiang Jiao's villain was setting off fireworks, and Ming Lian talked to him again.

Sure enough, his decision to come to the Western Province was absolutely correct!

Only when he sees someone can he feel at ease, and the relationship between the two may turn around.

Ming Lian didn't know at this moment, it was because he asked one more sentence, which made Jiang Jiao make an unshakable decision in his heart.

And this decision has troubled Minglian for many years.

"Yes, this is the first time she called me." Jiang Jiao confessed truthfully, "She just said that it seems that the Nie family has encountered some troubles. She shamelessly said that she is my mother-in-law and wanted to ask me for a favor."

Hearing this at the time, Jiang Jiao used a lot of perseverance to hold back, so that he didn't roll his eyes in front of Minglian.

mother in law?Just her?

She deserves it too? !

Ming Lian didn't want to pay attention to Jiang Jiao at first, but he was afraid that this guy didn't know anything and would ruin his business, so he had to explain, "Nie Xun might come to Xi Province, if you really meet someone, don't worry about her." , just treat her as someone you don't know."

Jiang Jiao nodded without thinking.

It has to be said that Ming Lian's guess was accurate, and Nie Xun really came later.

She locked her target on Jiang Jiao.