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Fan behavior, idol pays.Putting this sentence on Ren Tong did not wrong her.When it comes to Yu Chou and the director, many celebrities are as quiet as chickens, but she is the only one who is a half-level director.

"In terms of acting skills and looks, you can't compare to Yu Chou, and in terms of emotional intelligence, you can't compare to Su Sangsang. Every day, you know how to buy navy and go everywhere. Get out of the entertainment circle, okay?"

Ren Tong: I won't leave, I'll just bb.

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Ren Tong's personality on the Internet is somewhat different from the reality. In a word, those who are close to him like it, and those who don't know it hate it extremely.In the entertainment industry where capital is paramount, she speaks with confidence, but not many people dare to pinch her.

This time, Cheng Xing would also like to accept Ren's sympathy, and thank Director Ren for taking the lead in diverting the flames of war, even though Director Ren still enjoys being scolded.

As for the dean's matter, it was all her own fault.But whether she dies or not, the troubles left behind will always be countless. Her daughter still needs a lot of money for treatment, and those usury creditors who have been harassing her all the year round will eventually come to an end.

Han Qinjun pushed the door open, and Yu Chou breathed his breath swiftly, but the more he did this, the more deliberate he seemed.

"Don't take a good rest, what are you doing?" Han Qinjun came in with a bag of fruit, narrowed his slender eyes, and asked Yu Chou.

Yu Chou didn't say a word, and then got a snap button from the owner.

"Don't worry about the things on the Internet, and Xie Zhaoying's script, you should also push it." Han Qinjun broke a banana, peeled it, and handed it to Yu Shou...

Han Qinjun looked at Yu Chou's slightly opened mouth up and down, and rubbed the center of her brows helplessly, "Dear Miss Yu, do you think such an act of opening your hands and opening your mouth is really a failure as prenatal education."

Wen Tingyun, who walked outside, and the previous filming doctor paused in unison. What the hell, it turns out that the saying "one pregnancy is stupid for three years" is true, and it is still contagious.

At this time, even if there is, it is not even an embryo in a clear sense, it is a woolen prenatal education.

Wen Tingyun thought about it carefully, cherishing IQ and staying away from pregnant women.

"Doctor Li, do you want to go in?"

"Go in and be happy." The other party couldn't wait, and went to the ward with long legs.

"You will become stupid." Wen Tingyun dragged the man away by the collar, because she didn't want to work with the mentally retarded.

The soothing music flows like clouds and flowing water, filling every corner of the restaurant.In addition to the delicious food, the relaxing environment is also a big reason why people are willing to pay for it.There was only one person who looked anxious, and stepped on a pair of sky-hating high heels, came in from the outside and walked hurriedly.

The waiter stepped forward to ask for information, and then led the person to the designated box.

"Please."

The anxious expression on Wang Jing's face complemented the beads of sweat.The heating in the dining room was turned on so high that her back was sweating a little.Due to the high speed, the high heels on her feet failed to stop in front of the box in time, but luckily she just staggered and did not fall down.

Wang Jing took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead. Fortunately, there were not many. This discovery made her feel a little relieved. That person has a cleanliness habit and doesn't like any dirty things in front of her eyes.

She took a deep breath, knocked on the door three times and waited for an answer from inside before slowly pushing the door open.

The eye is covered by the hollow screen, and the evergreen potted plants are hung with greenery.But seeing a white and slender finger slowly place the porcelain white cup lightly on the cup holder, with an elegant manner, one wonders what kind of person its owner should be.

As the other party bent slightly, the owner of the box nodded, revealing his delicate facial features and slender neck.The black hair slipped from the ears and temples, and slid across the corners of the peach blossom eyes painted with orange makeup, but there was no charming atmosphere.Her dark eyes turned to reflect Wang Jing at the door, and her voice was as cold as a snow-capped stone, "You are here."

Xie Zhaoying gently touched the red lips with her fingers, then leaned lazily on the back of the chair, raised one hand up and put it on the back of the chair.Under the cool light, the skin of the slender arms is like beautiful jade.

Wang Jing was a little nervous, walked over with one hand and one foot, and sat in front of Xie Zhaoying.The woman in front of me is bewitching but not coquettish, but I don't feel amazing when I look at one place, but overall, I like it more and more.In addition, her makeup is always like this, it is obviously orange-colored eyeshadow, but there is a hint of pink in the flow of beautiful eyes.

Wang Jing was talking about her seniority. Xie Zhaoying was a generation younger than her, and she didn't have a lot of connections in the domestic entertainment circle, but the other party had earned a lot of fans and money abroad, so she didn't really care about domestic relationships.

There was a kind of aura about the other party, and Wang Jing let out a long sigh of relief with his gestures and gestures.

But within a minute, Wang Jing began to feel a little uneasy.

Although the two are friends, she is a little afraid of Xie Zhaoying, or she doesn't know how to get along.This person always smiles calmly, and carefully writes down every stroke made by the people around him, and the future will last forever.

Right now, the two of them have nothing to say to each other.

It would be better if Zhijie came straight to the point, Wang Jing said bluntly: "I want to participate in your latest movie."

Xie Zhaoying was neither surprised nor pleased when he heard the words, and promised: "Okay."

"I have read your script carefully, and I have a lot of experience with Lin Yu..."

Before Wang Jing finished speaking, she was interrupted mercilessly by Xie Zhaoying. She raised her eyes and said neither happy nor sad, "Lin Yu? You are not suitable. If you came to me today just for this, then goodbye."

Decisive and merciless.

Seeing her get up, Wang Jing subconsciously raised her hand to grab Xie Zhaoying's wrist. The cold jade on her wrist was like Xie Zhaoying's slashing eyes, which made Wang Jing tremble all over. !"

"I'm sorry...I'm a little excited," Wang Jing withdrew her hand in embarrassment. Xie Zhaoying didn't have the problem of cleanliness that outsiders couldn't get close to unless she was filming. Only when she wasn't "Xie Zhaoying" could she have a little bit of fireworks .

Over the years, she has encountered a wall with Han Qinjun, and Wang Jing has learned to be patient and give in, and then give her a way out: "I want to have a good chat with you."

Xie Zhaoying Bingzuo sat down again, but put his cold eyes on Wang Jing.I know why this person is here, and what this person wants. I have everything she wants, but... I don't want to give it.

"Because you are not suitable." Xie Zhaoying still said coldly.

Wang Jing asked unwillingly, "Why?"

"Because you're not like her." Xie Zhaoying gave an ambiguous answer with a cold expression.

Wang Jing subconsciously thought that the other party was comparing herself with Yu Chou, and suddenly anger rose in her heart.Han Qinjun chose Yu Chou in the comparison between himself and Yu Chou, and now in Xie Zhaoying's heart, Yu Chou is even better.

Where did I lose?If he was not faithful to the feelings of his first marriage, it would be God's punishment. Isn't ten years enough to atone for his sin?

Xie Zhaoying opened the sunglasses, pushed up the bridge of her nose, and gave the most important reason: "What I want is a young and energetic heroine. I can't feel it in you."

"I'm not young enough..."

Xie Zhaoying thought for a while, and let out a long "hmm".

The main reason is that Wang Jing does not have the vigor she remembers, and the reason for the lack is naturally related to her age, but it is more because Wang Jing's state of mind is like a pool of stagnant water, and no matter whether it is honor, insult, scolding or praise from the outside world, there will be no waves in the slightest.How can such a person be suitable for the heroine Gu Lan, of course... If Wang Jing doesn't miss the role of Gu Lan, she can have a place in the play.

Xie Zhaoying didn't make much excuses, and strode away.

Wang Jing's mind is full of Xie Zhaoying's "en", if she is not young enough, she is old.

She raised her hand to Fulong and touched her cheek, sure enough... haha, she is old, but... is she really old?Skin maintained by expensive cosmetics, with wrinkles hidden under the foundation, how can she not compare to Yuchou?

Returning to the Han family's old house in a daze, Wang Jing sat alone on the swing in the small garden on the balcony, her toes lightly tapping the ground.

When she turned her head, she saw the uninhabited room next door, which belonged to Han Qinjun alone, a place she dared not touch.It is also the bottom line of Mr. Han, this bottom line can only be crossed by himself, even if others watch the other cross the line, there is no way to do it, and they cannot follow suit.

Wang Jing didn't like Mr. Han very much. This old house was full of sadness, but the little joy in it was enough for her to miss him and come here from time to time.

Wang Jing sat on the swing, swaying gently, facing the warm sun, and rested her eyes. She seemed to hear the familiar laughter from before the Chinese New Year. Amid bursts of joy, distant memories began to emerge from the depths of her mind. Colliding with the voice of an angel.

Han Yiran, Han Qinjun...

The picture gradually became clearer.

Outside the door, Wang Jing was peeping with the child in her arms. She didn't know this sister-in-law, she just thought it was pretty, and she was full of bookishness.

Han Qinjun turned his head and looked towards the door. Wang Jing subconsciously ducked to the side to avoid the unintentional but burning gaze.She was a little flustered, she was somewhat similar to her husband in appearance, but lacked the indifference between his eyebrows and eyes.

And the gentleness in every gesture was exactly what I crazily longed for in my husband.

Han Qinjun, who was still a bit childish, looked out the door with some doubts. She suspected that she had read it wrong, so she put all the books on the bookshelf first.

The servant cleaned up and came out to change the water. Seeing that the wife was still holding the child, she was a little puzzled.

Wang Jing took a step back, walking in a hurry, which affected the injury on her back, and the corners of her mouth twitched in pain.The hands holding the child couldn't help tightening, the servant looked at herself with puzzled eyes, Wang Jing smiled awkwardly: "I, I just came to take a look."

She kept her voice very low, not wanting to disturb Han Qinjun inside, but the servant didn't care so much.Suddenly, the sound of a crisp piano sounded in the room. The grand piano, which had been covered by a white cloth for a long time, should reveal its original appearance again. Its owner traveled across the ocean to visit every part of the house, and climbed the scales by hand.

"Duo Remi is trembling..." Climb again, climb again, seamlessly, the soothing music is like the gurgling water of a mountain stream, continuously, penetrating the quiet space and echoing in the old house.

The music that washes the soul, Wang Jing squinted her eyes, imagining that the pair of slender fingers grasping the book just now were beating on the black and white keys, like a god of creation.These characters seem to be alive, and they seem to be crying in the next second.

The child in his arms was startled awake by the music, his brows and eyes frowned, and his lips parted, seeing that something was wrong.

Wang Jing's mind went blank, she didn't want her child to clean up this wonderful music ceremony, so she stretched out her hand to expel her small mouth without thinking, her heart was beating continuously, as if a heart was about to pop out of her throat.

A sister-in-law who is versatile and has a gentle personality, and looks somewhat similar to her husband.

Wang Jing was immersed in the vague trend, but the familiar hurried footsteps behind her gave her a chill. The indifferent male voice said, "What are you doing out here? Aren't you in poor health and recuperating in your room?"

The man in a suit and leather shoes was holding a briefcase, full of air, and said with a little concern and reprimand.

As far as Wang Jing was concerned, this man's voice was like a poisonous snake, causing Wang Jing to send a chill from the bottom of her feet, climb up her spine, and jump directly to the top of her head, shaking her whole body.

She turned around slowly with the child in her arms, her eyes were red, like a red-eyed soldier, and the smell of alcohol quickly rushed into Wang Jing's nose. "You don't love me anymore, you still want to kill the child!"

Wang Jing stepped back in fright. The man continued to press her shoulders and asked viciously, "Why are you retreating? Who do you like? No, I will never agree!"

"Ah—" Wang Jing screamed and woke up from her dream, sweating profusely, that man...

Han Yiran and Han Qinjun, they are brothers and sisters, the twin heroes of the Han family company. When the two of them managed the Han family together, the Han family's business was in full swing.

Whenever others mention Han Yiran, there must be Han Qinjun.The former is Wang Jing's lifelong nightmare. The more she indulged in the dream at the beginning, when Han Yiran tore off the disguise of human skin to reveal the appearance of a ferocious and unreasonable beast, the greater the contrast between the front and the back, the more frightened Wang Jing was.

Now after waking up from the dream, the warm winter sun doesn't work, making Wang Jing's body tremble continuously.

She staggered up and ran towards Han Qinjun's room. In this old house of the Han family, there was only... the only safe place.

Wang Jing rummaged through the box to find a key, as long as the old key could be used, she struggled to open it.Backing away from the long-sealed door, the smell of dust spreads over the face, and the sunshine and that person in memory have disappeared.

Wang Jing ran towards the large wardrobe in the room with her sight and footsteps, skillfully washed and opened the wardrobe to hide herself in, covered the corners of her mouth, and wept silently.

Xie Zhaoying's words are still vivid in his memory, he is old, nothing compares to it, the bold words and lofty ambitions that Chengxing and Yuchou gambled at the beginning were just a moment of high spirits.

Back then, she couldn't win against Han Qinjun, and she couldn't win now.Xie Zhaoying didn't want her, what else could she do?She only felt disgusted by the connections left by Han Yiran, and she didn't want to pity any of them.

"Don't call me sister-in-law, don't call me, Han Yiran and I are divorced, divorced, he died, and the marriage relationship will automatically terminate..." Wang Jing cried with her head in her arms. Are you worried? !

She wailed like a beast, ah—— "Han Yiran, please let me go, please let me go."

It's not my fault, it's not me that caused you to have a car accident, I don't love you anymore, I don't love you anymore.

Wang Jing stared at her hands with wide eyes, feeling a bit bitter, it turned out that she...had nothing.

So what is left of me now.After so many years of sincerely waiting, it is actually no match for a mistress who fell from the sky.

Did he die here, and no one would know until the body stinks?Maybe Han Qinjun just knew it accidentally from the chats of others.

Yes, yes, Wang Jing suddenly had a flash of inspiration. She wanted to meet Han Qinjun, so she reached out tremblingly and pressed a familiar phone number in the address book.She never saves Han Qinjun's number, so she can review it every time she dials.

After the first few beeps, the business-like female voice said without emotion, "Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off."

Listening to the familiar voice next to her ear, Wang Jing unloaded with all her strength, and the phone in her hand fell to the ground with a bang, hitting the wardrobe. Han Qinjun never turned off the phone, only one way to see...

The other party pulled himself into the blacklist.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, can't I be wrong?!"

Han Han's expression was ugly, his hands pinched between his brows and his steps were heavy. When he passed Han Qinjun's room, there was an unusual movement in his ears.She stiffened, who?Without turning around, she took a few steps back and straightened her body.

Probe, the door is open, but the house is not closed?

This is impossible.

Grandpa strictly forbids touching his aunt's room, he does what he says, if anyone dares to violate it at will, Han Han understands his methods.unless……

Han Han walked towards the room step by step, searching for the source of the sound, and finally stopped at the corner of the wardrobe, which was also a corner, and stretched out his hand to press the door: "Who?"

When I opened the door, it turned out to be my mother. She asked in amazement, "Mom?"

Wang Jing came out of the closet, pushed Han Han away, and quickly left with her head down.She pushed away with great force, as if the mountain in front of her was as heavy, Han Han staggered and slammed his tailbone on the ground, with a click, a sharp stabbing pain made her facial features hideous, and when she recovered, Wang Only a stumbling figure was left behind.

here……

Seeing the familiar scene, Han Han shuddered in his heart. The cool breath seemed to climb from the ground to the floor, and then penetrated the air and continued to rise, piercing the palm of his hand.

Han Han looked at the familiar corner of the closet. What impressed him most here was the endless quarrels between his parents when he was a child.

In the empty mansion, the servant who didn't dare to talk, the father who smelled of alcohol, and the old man curled up in the corner.Grandpa was still taking care of company affairs at that time, and his father would come back drunk after socializing with others. At night, he would lock the door behind him, and then search every corner of the house carefully like a murderer.

He wanted to find his mother while calling for Jingjing, but once he found it, the two would quarrel.Those so-called quarrels were nothing more than his wishful thinking accusations, too strict control and unreasonable troubles, which were caused unilaterally.

The return of his aunt made him put on a hypocritical mask, but the more depressed he was, the harder it was to find an opportunity.

When I was young, I would often suffer too. Fortunately, my aunt later gave me a copy of my room key.

My father never dared to step into my aunt's room, and the room where the piano is placed has become a safe haven for mother and son ever since.

What is mother doing here? !

Han Han wanted to catch up and ask her to check her mental state, but Wang Jing had already left the old house of the Han family and disappeared into the night by car.

On the first day when Yu Chou came home from the hospital, Housekeeper Lin cocked her tail and triumphantly took out the children's clothes she had secretly woven.

Although Dr. Wen was always unwilling to give a definite answer, he decided that Yu Chou had a child.Who cares if she is, isn't she?Miss, work hard!Have you eaten for nothing all these years? !

The elderly are always very tolerant to young children, which means that the older ones don't care about life and death. Han Qinjun was carrying things and no one took over, and he was pushed aside when he couldn't stand firmly on his feet, and he couldn't get in his mouth at all.

"Yu Chou, come and have a look at the crib I bought, isn't it pretty?" Lin Butler couldn't wait to share his results with him, and at the same time urged the lady, "Miss, I haven't cooked yet, go downstairs, don't be hungry Yu Chou and the child!"

Super invincible and confident.

Yu Chou was grabbed by the wrist, she had nowhere to ask for help from Han Qinjun, she dragged her away, and was taken into the room by Butler Lin.In the past, the crib that Butler Lin was reluctant to return was not stained with any dust. Butler Lin said happily: "Oh, isn't it a bit small, maybe it's twins, hey, triplets are also possible..."

Yu Chou stood at a loss, completely unsure how to answer the conversation.

"I...I work hard?" Yu Chou didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

When Butler Lin thought that the lonely villa would become popular by then, the little carrot head ran around with bare feet in the hall, and the cloudy corners of his eyes were extremely gentle.

"It's okay, this is something that the lady has to work hard on."

Lin Butler's family is old and confused. All in all, the medical books he read before were really fed to the dogs by him.

There are wolves in the front and tigers in the back, Yu Chou is in a dilemma.Butler Lin practiced sweater knitting, and Han Qinjun forgot to add salt to the cooked noodles, and the poached egg yolk and white were mixed together, which looked...very ugly!

Yu Chou took a bite and didn't know how to continue, Han Qinjun asked with a smile: "Is it delicious?"

Yu Chou tried hard to chew and swallow the food in his mouth, and smiled faintly at Han Qinjun, "It's delicious! It would be better if you could add salt..."

Han Qinjun stretched out his hand to wipe a little soup from the corner of Yu You's mouth, licked the tip of his tongue over his fingertips to remove the soup, and tasted it with his tongue flattened.

Yu Chou blushed, and said in a low voice, "It's not tasty, don't eat it, I'll just eat it, you can ask Uncle Lin to cook it later."

Han Qinjun licked the corner of his mouth, as if he was still thinking about it, and muttered: "It's delicious, I'll try it again."

She smiled and cupped Yu Shou's face, and was about to bow her head and kiss it...

The affectionate atmosphere between the two was shattered by a phone call from Xie Zhaoying.Xie Zhaoying reported her family name, but her tone was still so cold: "I'm Xie Zhaoying, the last time I entrusted Xu Xuecheng, do you have a decision?"

Yu Chou didn't know where she got the phone number from, but her answer could only be "no".

"Sorry, I may not be taking on the show for the time being because of my health." Yu Chou said very politely.

There was a long pause on the other end of the phone, and Xu Xu said, "Wang Jing, you are fighting for the role I arranged for you. I hope you can think again. Or do you want to lose?"

If Yuchou doesn't answer, then give it to Wang Jing.

Yu Shou took a heavy breath, and asked back, "What did you mention her for?"

There was a little smile in Xie Zhaoying's tone. She didn't hit a curveball, and said bluntly: "You are opponents. I think the theme of my show is destined to have a good reputation. I think Xu Yuhua in "The Killing Plan" You understand how valuable this type of role is, and now you want to give up the opportunity?"

Yu Chou gritted her teeth and struggled, unwilling to just give up the role to Wang Jing, saying that "you can't have both", now she wants a child, and she wants another mother, Han Qinjun.It is absolutely impossible for Wang Jing to give up unless she loses once and for all.

"How about joining the crew to raise a baby?" Xie Zhaoying insisted on going her own way, her tone softened a bit, "You are the leading actor I want most, none of them."