Quick Transmigration: Conquering the Sick Daughters in the Shura Field

Cen Yu'an has a group of hard-core facial fans, the number of them is small, and all of them are young ladies.

Shi Qi met him once, or in other words, fans invited him out.

The girls looked at Shi Qi for a while, and asked Shi Qi to help take good care of Cen Yu'an with tears in their eyes and a little sad gesture like a married daughter.

They have been each other's fans since Cen Yu'an's debut.

Shi Qi was a little curious, "Your family conditions are so good, why have you never used your private power to meet Cen Yu'an?"

Even if he bought fake fans, traffic, and bought a lot, he never used power to coerce Cen Yu'an to do something he didn't want.

The girls on the opposite side smiled freely and at ease, "We like stars, but we don't want to explore the lives of stars. Stars are just meteorites and can't stand to be explored. Besides... Mr. An is also a human being, we buy traffic for him or something Yes, in fact, to some extent...it's quite annoying."

"Also, Mr. An is like a lighthouse to us. The lighthouse is used to guide the way. It's not like running up alone, pulling off the bright spire, and then saying, look at how powerful I am, that would be too silly. "

Cen Yu'an has a group of rational fans who support him.

Fans said that if you want to live in time, you must be more tolerant of Cen Yu'an.

Maybe it is really like what they say, someone can become the light in the eyes of others just by seeing it once.

And Cen Yu'an's efforts lived up to expectations.

Not only has he made a difference in his acting career, but he also has his own industry, which has been continuously developed, but there has never been any scandal around him.

In a certain interview later, the reporter asked, "May I ask Mr. Cen Yu'an... Is your husband strict?"

Cen Yu'an fiddled with the ring on his hand, his eyes were full of affection that no one could perform, "Well, after all, I'm his artiste, so if I make him unhappy, what if I'm hidden in the snow?"

Even though my family is rich, even if I dominate the entertainment industry, I am still willing to be that kite in your hand.

No need to pull, the kind that is tied to your body.

Cen Yu'an's monologue:

I look indifferent and cold and aloof.

But I always felt that there seemed to be a piece missing in my heart, empty, until I met the man who stepped on the broken moonlight and walked towards him, I seemed to see a glimmer of light.

His life was dark and gloomy, struggling to survive, and he didn't know why.

Perhaps the whole life is just to meet that person.

Although Aqi didn't say it, he always knew that the person who pulled him out of the tragic experience in his dream was his Aqi.

Even if the voice line changes, even if the brim of the hat is pressed to the lowest level.

The moment he woke up, he knew that the person in the dream was A Qi.

No one knows what he was thinking when he was sold to someone else and sent there.

There was a blank chaos in the head.

He struggled, and the sharp point he held casually pierced the man opposite him.

Blood spurted out in an instant, and a strong smell of blood permeated the nose.

He thought, he killed.

However, he was killed because no one could save him.

The rain was particularly heavy that day, the thunder was particularly loud, and the smell of blood was particularly strong.

In front of my eyes are large patches of red and black alternately, mottled, fearful and astonished.

It has been his nightmare for many years.

Later, a person came against the light and dispelled the haze that enveloped him.

Later, at some point, Ah Qi quietly got rid of that person for him.

Completely cleared his nightmare.

The man was imprisoned, and the death sentence was executed immediately. It is not known where Ah Qi got the evidence.

The opponent was caught off guard and had no power to fight back.

He finally understood why some people always said that he spent half his life's luck just to meet one person.

Fortunately, fortunately, he met...

"small theater."

One day, after being busy for many days, Cen Yu'an finally found time to reunite with Shi Qi.

Xiao Mo Renjing's upper body, Shi Qi leaned close to his kiss Cen Yu'an's lips, his voice was clear and tender, "Brother, am I sweet?"

Cen Yu'an raised his eyes to think for a moment, then his eyes were bent suddenly, and his hands naturally fell on Shi Xi's waist, "No matter how sweet Ah Qi is, there is always a place... that is salty..."

Shi Qi suddenly felt, "Brother, you drive."

Cen Yu'an put down the book in his hand, leaned closer to Shi Qi, his clothes rubbed against each other softly, "No, brother... fired the rocket—"