The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Xin Ya was dragged into ye Cong's car like a little chick. Before she could sit down properly, a phone was thrown away.

Xin Ya:"…"

What was she going to do now? This person was not normal.

"Tell sister Mao that you'll go out with me. We'll be back in about a week,"ye Cong said as he directly crossed the car to the driver's seat and got in to start the car.

Xin Ya looked at the phone in her hand and then at Ye Cong. "What are you going to do?"

"Don't you know what kind of trouble you've caused?"Ye Cong glanced at her and drove the car out of the army.

Xin Ya:"…"

Teacher Yu seemed to have been angered by her, so the filming had stopped.

Xin Ya pursed her lips and looked carefully at Ye Cong. "Boss, did you lose a lot of money?"

She seemed to have heard sister Mao say that they were basically burning money every day.

Ye Cong glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. The little girl pursed her lips and looked a little wronged. If he said yes now, he thought that the little girl would cry.

Xin Ya used ye Cong's phone to send a message to sister Mao, but after sending it, she felt that something was wrong. "I have a phone."

Ye Cong tilted his head slightly, his back facing Xin YA's direction.

This young lady was so stupid that she made people want to hug her and kiss her.

"Cough -"some images appeared in his mind uncontrollably. Ye Cong coughed lightly to cover it up, and he took his phone with one hand. "Using your phone to send a message, and you still have to explain. Isn't this easier?"

"It seems like it,"Xin ya said. She felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say it out loud.

Sister Mao received the words Xin Ya had sent over from ye Cong's phone. She instantly felt that she had been fed a big mouthful of dog food. Xin Ya could even use her boss's phone to send messages. What did this mean, the Boss had already given his phone to Xin Ya.

Who would hand over their phone if they were not close relatives, especially someone like the boss.

However, this point did not have much emotional intelligence. Xin Ya, who had only been moved once in her life and was moved by an idol, did not understand the joke of a phone.

After all, Ye Cong often took her phone. She felt that this was very normal.

"Where are we going now?"Xin Ya looked at Ye Cong. They were already on the highway out of Lin City.

"What do you think?"Ye Cong drove with one hand and glanced at the woman sitting in the passenger seat.

"If we go to find a new screenwriter, I'll pay for it. I can take less money from the film and hire a new screenwriter for the rest,"Xin ya said hurriedly. When she said less, her small face looked ferocious, a supporting role's salary was more than three million, but she only had two and a half million. In Ye Cong's words, she was still a newcomer. It was not good to take too much, and she would be investigated.

How could ye Cong not know what she was thinking? This girl liked to buy things on a certain treasure because it was cheap. Usually, even if he dragged her to the store to buy clothes, she would still hold on to the door and refuse, it was common to wear clothes that cost tens of Yuan at home.

This girl loved money very much.

If this girl had to choose between money and him, needless to say, she would definitely choose money.

"Of course it has to be from your pay. Aren't you the one who angered teacher Yu?"Ye Cong put the blame on Xin Ya for chasing her away.

Xin Ya sighed slightly. "That's true. I Can't blame teacher Ding for leaving teacher Yu just because teacher Ding helped me get justice."

Ye Cong:"…"