Shrimp, pork liver, eggplant. The dishes in the insulated box look light but smell attractive.

"Goddess, your family's cooking is so delicious. "Don't worry about why the Shijing family didn't come in, Si Xie ate delicious dishes without heart and lungs.

There is no harm if there is no comparison, and the meals in the insulated box are really delicious, not a little or two.

When Tang Ludan came, the Book of Poetry was reading the textbook of the college entrance examination.

"Jia Shijing, aren't you going to terminate the contract? Tang Ludan was aggressive, and threw the contract on Shijing's face when he entered the door.

Shijing picked up the contract and shook it in front of Tang Ludan. "Very angry? Tang agent, I'm really sorry for you before, I've dragged you down for too long, so I won't trouble you from today onwards. ”

The words fell and threw the contract back in her face.

"You, you, if you leave Chongtian, you just wait to be blocked!" was said by Han Shijing's counter-words, her blood pressure increased, and she did not forget to put down her cruel words.

"That's a lot of nonsense, termination. "I don't want to waste time, the Book of Poetry interrupted Tang Ludan's nonsense.

At this time, the value of the new assistant was revealed, Shijing was lying on the bed eating fruit, and Si Xie looked at the contract carefully. Tang Ludan sat aside and glanced at the Book of Poetry from time to time, his eyes were a little strange.

When I regained my freedom, it was already dark, and the liquidated damages were also compensated. Chongtian has been safe in the past two years, and the liquidated damages are not much, Han Shijing feels that the liquidated damages will be compensated, and everyone will gather and disperse.

When everything is dealt with, the Book of Poetry will be meager and meager to be issued. Because the previous hot search was controlled, the termination of the contract between the Book of Poetry and Chongtian did not stir up any sparks.

The Book of Poetry is a little funny, and it has only been on the hot search a few times when it is related to Emperor Lin Yingdi. Jia Shijing never made any splashes in the crowd.

Regardless of the meager pile of infamy, the Book of Poetry exited the meager login and re-registered a meager one.

Nickname: Poetry and songs

When you're done, you don't care about that, just pick up the book and keep looking.

Si Xie sat aside again, looking at the Book of Poetry with a smirk, it was a kind of beauty without speaking.

As soon as the time was ripe to make sure it was okay, Shijing was discharged from the hospital. She never saw the doctor again.

Shijing walked out of the gate of the hospital, looking at the blue sky, watching the sun hit the ground and hit the crowd.

"That's good. "This is the first time that Shijing has felt the vitality of this place in the past few days. In her eyes, it belongs to a world of stories, and it is very real.

"Goddess, are we going home?" Because there was nothing superfluous, Si Xie only carried the bag for Shijing, which was not heavy.

"Take something and go home. Speaking of going home, Shijing first took Si Xie to Chongtian's staff dormitory and took away all the things that should be taken.

Chongtian is one of the best companies in the entertainment industry, and the staff dormitories are all for the newly signed little transparents. As for why Jia Shijing lives here, it is entirely because he is not popular and has no money.

In the past two years, because she refused to sleep with her, she wanted to take over Lin Ling's filming all day long, and almost didn't shoot any scenes. The only MV is still a family relationship and cooperates with Lin Ling.

But Jia Shijing knew that it was the relationship between the Han family, so she went to make a fuss, and if the Han family took care of her business again, she would show it to the Han family. Even if it's good, she doesn't need the Han family's help.

The words are hard, but the results are also realistic.

A suitcase, a backpack. Except for the important things, the Book of Songs did not take anything else.

"Sister Shijing, were you kicked out by Chongtian and walked away?" The woman can only be regarded as delicate, her voice is loud, and she attracts many people as soon as she speaks.

Shijing held the bag in his hand and glanced at the woman who spoke. The smile at the corners of his mouth is bright and open. "No, I'm not even eighteen years old, you don't look like you're under eighteen, but I can't afford to be your sister. ”

"You. ”

Without waiting for the woman to be verbose, the Book of Poetry walked directly past her and walked outside, and she didn't forget to be angry: "Auntie, borrowed." ”

"Goddess, your expression is handsome, full of aggression. Throwing off the backpack on his body, Si Xie dragged the suitcase and the poem side by side out of the dormitory area.

Shijing also wanted to shake off the bag, but when he thought that the wound had only scabbed, he stroked his hair. "Normally, generally, when you see me alone, it's called an aura. ”

"Huh? When was that? When can you see it? "The goddess is really not well-known, and the few hot searches are also garbage characters, and she really hasn't seen her domineering side leaks.

"Wait, there will be opportunities later. Putting down what they were holding, the two stopped aside.

"Okay, I'm waiting for the goddess to become popular and purple, sweeping away thousands of armies. Si Xie looked at the Book of Poetry, and his eyes were full of starlight.

In the past few days, she has become more and more aware that the goddess is perfect. Good looks, good voice, good figure, good character, good character. If she had to count, she felt she could count a day and a night.

When she arrived at the place, Si Xie looked at the community in front of her, and when she heard the goddess say about her father, she felt that she had to add more. Good family background.

Han Shijing has been to Han's house several times, all because of trouble. Although the security guard didn't look very welcoming, there was no way to call her the only eldest lady of the Han family, even if it was a trouble, she had to let people in.

"Goddess, I don't think we're very popular. Si Xie crossed the gate and followed behind Shijing.

"No, you think, in fact. ”

The residents of the villa area all drove in, and even if the Han family entered from the gate, the two of them walked for an hour.

The Han family has always kept her fingerprints and facial recognition password, but she just wants to ring the doorbell. "Ding-dong, ding-dong. ”

Standing outside the iron gate, Shijing looked at this familiar but unfamiliar courtyard.

After a few minutes of waiting, the Book of Poetry was a little apprehensive and a little expectant.

Fortunately, it was her parent worker who came to open the door, Mama Li.

"Miss?" "Unsure if she was mistaken, Mama Li took a few steps forward and eagerly opened the door. "Miss, you don't go in directly. ”

What else do you want to say Mama Li suddenly thought of the relationship between the master and the eldest lady, and said slightly worriedly: "The eldest lady is here to find the master?"

"Mother Li, what about my father and grandmother?" Shijing smiled slightly, thinking that he would be as friendly and friendly as possible.

I glanced at the eldest lady who was a little strange today. "Miss, the atmosphere at home has been a little low in the past few days since your accident, knowing that you were discharged from the hospital today, the lord and the old lady happily said that they would pick you up and discharge you. ”

"I see, let's go in first, it's okay to stand at the door all the time. Shijing thought about the memory and the plot he knew, and the Han family was afraid that they quietly hid aside, and left after watching her leave the hospital safely.

"Yes, yes, look at my memory. "Wait for the Book of Poetry to go in and see Si Xie holding the luggage. "This is a friend of the eldest lady, right? Quick, come in. ”

Because she knew the relationship between the Han family, Mama Li did not think of the luggage in Si Xie's hand as a book of poetry.

"She's my assistant, she's got my luggage in her hand, and I'm going to move back home during this time. "The poem says calm, as if it is just a child who has lived outside for a long time and wants to go home for two days.

Mama Li didn't listen calmly.