She became the white moonlight of the black lotus

The director's roar roared out from the loudspeaker and echoed over the entire theater. With the lunch break playing, the whole crew resumed their noisy.

Ning Xiangxiang sat cross-legged in the dressing room, manually dismantling the tightly packed wig and braided hair.

After tearing off the gold-plated and silver food, she casually tied her fluffy hair back, and began to pour makeup remover.

Without the heavy makeup of the TV series, Ning Xiangxiang also broke away from the stereotyped red eye shadow and red lips in the show.

This is her last day in the crew of "Song of the Sea",

Although there were a lot of troubles in the middle,? I almost stopped the show, and the crew almost stopped working indefinitely, but they were all safe and sound, no matter how they lasted until the finale.

She will be able to leave the group after packing up her things in a few days. When she thinks of this, her mood can't help but start to improve. She can even watch the financial news broadcast on the TV in the dressing room for a long time while removing the headgear.

She thought, it had been a long, long time since she had visited her mother in the hospital, and she hadn't seen Huo Xingyu for almost a month.

The money she received after filming the movie she completed was enough to pay for medical expenses for a while, and Ning Xiangxiang couldn't help but want to rush back when she thought of this.

During these separate times, she got off work and went back to the hotel once a day. As soon as she was free, she began to do rehabilitation training, striving for a better recovery of her legs.

The play Huo Qiyun mentioned was too attractive to her, even if she couldn't ask for it, it would be a good thing to do more to fight for it.

She feels,? Everything seems to be developing in a good direction, and everything seems to indicate that she will have a good future that is different from her previous life.

A few young actors next to him were sitting on the sofa and watching the TV. The announcer with a deep voice read today's hot financial news. In the noisy room, Ning Xiangxiang couldn't hear what was said on the TV. Together, you and I said one sentence at a time.

"Hey, the shareholders meeting will be held in a week's time. Didn't you buy Huo's stock? Have you received the notice?"

"I think, I am a small holder, and only people with a large share can go. But this high-level change is still urgent, who is going?"

"Whoever leaves is the same, besides Miss Huo, who else do you recognize among the top executives of the Huo family?

Anyway, it is impossible for anyone to leave because of her. Even if there is a factional struggle in the company, it will not be able to fight against her young boss. "

"The shareholders' meeting was held together with the press conference. I don't know that Ms. Huo must speak during the live broadcast."

Ning Xiangxiang sat far away, and heard them chatting and laughing without saying a word, she subconsciously turned her head and squinted her eyes to look at the large screen.

The male anchor of the financial news on the screen straightened his back, his suit was properly ironed, his hair was combed back, and his expression was serious, as if he was in line with the aesthetic standards of financial elites. Distillation of news.

[Suspected high-level personnel changes, Huo's will hold an emergency shareholder meeting next week. 】

She looked at the trend of Huo's stock posted on the news, analyzed and discussed with several experts, then turned around and wiped her face in the mirror.

Everything is getting better and everything is going on as usual.

Except for the fact that Huo Xingyu suddenly couldn't get in touch.

She flipped through the phone, clicked on the chat box of the black profile picture, and flipped through it up and down. Those moods that were originally excited when her role was completed seemed to calm down instantly.

For Huo Xingyu, everything seemed to stand still on that rainy night, when she asked [What are you doing? 】.

In the next few days, no matter whether Ning Xiangxiang talked to her about the funny baroque barbecue that day, or shared the joy of the upcoming filming, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, without any response.

She had seen Huo Xingyu's sudden disappearance before.

During those ten years when Huo Xingyu suddenly became busy, she often came back from a business trip in the middle of the night, slept all night, and then went out early. When she woke up, she couldn't tell the difference between the folds of the quilt on the big bed. Last night, in a daze, did he really see Huo Xingyu's return, or did he say that he was dreaming and rolled over to the other side on the bed.

He didn't know where she was going or when she would come back, but knowing that she would always come back was Ning Xiangxiang's normal understanding of Huo Xingyu, who had a long-distance husband and wife relationship with her in the past.

Regarding this kind of non-response, Ning Xiangxiang didn't have the energy to think about it at first. She had to film, recite lyrics, and do rehabilitation training. Occasionally, strange feelings would arise and be overwhelmed by the next burst of busyness, but for several days in a row In this way, it is difficult for her not to pay attention.

Looking at the message I sent in the morning in the chat box;

[Why didn't you reply to the message, where are you, all my scenes have been wrapped up today. 】

It was still within her expectation and did not get any response.

She couldn't directly ask Huo Qiyun [why didn't your sister reply to my message, why did she disappear? ], I can only ask a question on the sidelines [What do you usually talk about? 】

Huo Qiyun was silent for a while before slowly responding: "Huo Xingyu looks like he would be free to chat with people, the last time she found me on WeChat must have been two months ago, because I didn't want to take pictures of that soda water Advertisement, she told me to wait for the court summons."

In the sunny and boring summer, Huo Qiyun's narration caused a hurricane of sadness during the dinner for four people. Watching Huo Qiyun want to cry while serving food without stopping, Ning Xiangxiang is not good anymore. Asking more, at that time I could only reach out and pat her on the back to show comfort.

Watching the continuous analysis of Huo's expansion board on TV, Ning Xiangxiang felt uneasy and even made random guesses in his heart.

Is something wrong with her?

If this is the case, then it's impossible for Huo Qiyun to stay with her every day without knowing anything.

Are you busy?That's not enough to not reply a word for several days in a row.

Or, it was because the novelty was over and he didn't want to continue anymore, so he withdrew quickly and didn't even bother to explain to her?

Her heart sank, and before she had time to think about it, she heard a familiar broken gong yelling her name behind her.

Ning Xiangxiang turned his head to look, and saw the director standing outside the door, looking at him shrunken.

Seeing the director appear, the chattering young actors immediately shut up and looked curiously.

She took out a few pieces of paper to dry her face and walked over, looking at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"Someone is looking for..." As he said, he walked forward for a short distance on his own, and got away from the dense crowd. Then he turned his head and said to Ning Xiangxiang, who was following him all the way, in a low voice, "I was originally Shouldn't have asked, but you..."

Seeing that there was something in his words, and he hesitated, Ning Xiangxiang frowned and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"You said earlier that you were from the Huo family, and I definitely wouldn't let you just play such a small role. Boss Huo didn't want to lend us such a good place, and the queen of the movie circled around you every day... He led Ning Xiangxiang to the door of the cafe, and said in a low voice:

"Now Mrs. Huo is looking for you in person again. I really don't know at all. You must forgive me for yelling at you before. Don't bother with me, and..."

Mrs. Huo?

Which Mrs. Huo?

Ning Xiangxiang was stunned, and the director was talking nonsense, she didn't bother to listen anymore.

She raised her head and looked at the second floor of the cafe in front of her.

In the seat next to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the compartment, there is that Mrs. Huo sitting.

Lin Xian just sat there, looking down at her.

Under the reflection of the glass and the sunlight, she had to squint her eyes to clearly see the kind smile on Lin Xian's face.

As if sensing her surprise, the lady raised her arm upstairs, waved her fingertips up and down twice, and waved to Ning Xiangxiang.

The number of times Ning Xiangxiang sat face to face with Lin Xian and drank coffee like this, counted all the ten years of being Huo's daughter-in-law in his previous life, and no more than five times.

She looked at the lady in front of her,

Lin Xian's appearance cannot be said to be in line with the beauty of flesh and skin in the aesthetics of most people, but it can definitely be called charming.

Her appearance is dull, the distance between the eyes is slightly apart, the single eyelid is sharply raised upwards, the plump lips are painted with dark red color, the corners of the lips are twitched, and the face is full of a kind smile.

"Did Aunt come here specifically to find me?" Ning Xiangxiang asked.

"Yes, we had a quick meeting last night. I didn't have time to take a closer look. Now that I'm sitting face to face, I feel that Miss Ning is much more beautiful than that meeting."

Ning Xiangxiang laughed.

The last meeting with Lin Xian was not a pleasant one, she remembered it clearly.

At that time, Lin Xian was standing at the door, supported by a young girl, she glanced at herself from the corner of her eye, and asked, "Are you here to provide a service that collects money?"

Speaking from her mouth now, it seemed as if they had attended some pleasant dinner together that night.

Ning Xiangxiang is very clear that this is the social etiquette of rich people. No matter whether the conflict between two people stays in yin and yang or tearing faces face to face, as long as there is something in common, two people can still smile when they sit together. It can be said to be a sweet glue.

Ning Xiangxiang was already familiar with this kind of attitude, and he also said, "Auntie is also, sitting face to face, I just realized that you are much more approachable than the last time I met."

Listening to her words, Lin Xian narrowed her eyes and looked at the girl who was sitting across from her and was looking straight at her. On the surface, she put on an attitude as friendly as herself, but she heard the sarcasm in her words clearly. , but still can't grasp the ground.

From the moment Huo Huai's temper failed to get any advantage from this little girl, she knew that Ning Xiangxiang was more troublesome than she imagined.

but it doesn't matter,

What she is best at is dealing with troubles, and she is even better at using extraordinary means to organize everything into the way she wants.

"Last time, it was my aunt who was wrong. I was in a hurry, so don't take offense. This time, I came here specifically to find you, because I guess you really want to know where Huo Xingyu went?"

Lin Xian smiled, watching the girl in front of her face show waves as she wished, and continued:

"Don't worry, it's just locked up by us."

"Is it because of me?"

"Yes, look, are you angry now?"

The smile on Lin Xian's face grew stronger, she looked at the annoyance on Ning Xiangxiang's face with interest, and when she had seen enough, she said, "You also had this expression when you were young."

"When I was young?"

"Yes, Ms. Ning should think this is the second time we have met, right? In fact, we have met a long time ago, and this is the third time. You probably..."

While admiring Ning Xiangxiang's astonishment, she was immersed in the memories of interesting past events, raised her hand, and made a gesture in the air:

"Probably, when you were only this tall, when you were a little girl, in the hospital, it was this angry expression, crying all over your face, grabbing my leg, and shouting "Bad guy!Give me back my mother, give me back."