Chapter 130: The Change of Big Star!

Tang Huan couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he heard this.

What a real star. No one has to be in love to create love songs, right?

smiled, Tang Huan didn't ask deeply. Instead, the topic shifted to the time of entering the group without a trace.

Han Qinghe's attitude is still tough, no matter how Tang Huan beats around the bush. She has only one answer: delete the kiss scene, and I will join the group at any time.

The subtext is, if you don't delete it, then I'm sorry. I can only break the contract.

The price of default is something that Sheng Tian cannot afford. Han Qinghe didn't care. If you want to talk about liquidated damages, even if Han Qinghe can't afford to pay for it, there are naturally predators in the circle who will pay for her. Moreover, she may not be willing to owe some predators this favor.

In the past few years in the circle, although Han Qinghe is notoriously high, he disdains to make extra money. But with her popularity and popularity, it is estimated that she has not earned 100 million in a few years, and there are 70 or 80 million. Deduct the liquidated damages that Shengtian needs to pay. She also made amends.

From Han Qinghe, Tang Huan learned one thing. She didn't care about anything, so she didn't feel afraid. She doesn't ask for help, and there is no one to negotiate terms with her. What she said was the only answer. No one can refute it, let alone accept consultation.

With a wry smile, Tang Huan sighed and said, "Miss Han, you really make me embarrassed." Although a month is still a long time. But I can't convince Sheng Tian to delete the kiss scene. Of course – that's not something Sheng Tian can decide. ”

"When Dong Qingqing signed this contract, he should have thought that there would be today. Han Qinghe didn't get angry, but said in a very calm tone. "I told her long before I signed the contract. Don't make any decisions for me. Especially this type of decision. ”

"The big boss is just to make everyone more money. The starting point is still good. Tang Huan said helplessly.

"So I became a victim of her money-making?" Han Qinghe asked rhetorically.

Even the sacrifice was used. It can be seen how resistant Han Qinghe is to the kiss scene. It's literally the same as pushing her down the fire pit.

Seeing that the conversation was at an impasse, Tang Huan didn't dare to delve into it. I'm afraid that talking too much will make big stars unhappy. couldn't help but change the topic, and said very curiously: "Miss Han, you just said that you haven't been in love?"

"Hmm. Han Qinghe didn't want to be entangled with Tang Huan on this issue. Although she didn't want to discuss the topic of love. But after all, it's easier than deleting the kiss scene.

"With Miss Han's beauty and talent. It's impossible not to be pursued all these years. Tang Huan pretended to exaggerate. "Has there never been a man who satisfies Miss Han?"

Such as Mo Lin, Lin Xiao - if the men who appeared around Han Qinghe had always been at this level. She deserved to be alone for the rest of her life. It's really not worthy of a big star.

"My energy is focused on my work. Han Qinghe avoided the important and said lightly. "I don't have the heart to think about that. ”

Big stars never discuss personal issues with outsiders on weekdays. That is, Tang Huan still has a little weight in her. More than once helped her and helped her out. Otherwise, when Tang Huan asked these offensive questions, she would have left directly.

She has always been uneasygoing and proud. Like a peacock high above, no matter who whispers, she can't shake all her decisions. She lives her self enough and is pure. You could say she's unapproachable. But those who are reasonable are not forced by life?

has the ability to bear the people of the world, who wants to be borne by the people of the world?

Dinner was not lively, but it was very filling. The taste of the private dishes is very in line with Tang Huan, and she decided to bring Sister Liu over to taste it another day.

After dinner, Han Qinghe prepared to go home. But her driving skills are very average. When he came, he almost scared Brother Huan's bear-hearted leopard gall. It's scary.

"Or—I'm going to drive?" Tang Huan asked tentatively.

It is said that women are road killers, although it is an exaggeration. But for individual women, this is definitely a piece of advice about life safety.

"It's fine. Han Qinghe didn't argue anything. She's really average. No matter how good a car is, it is difficult to guarantee absolute safety. It's better for the old driver Tang Huan to do it for you. At least neither side has to be afraid.

Han Qinghe lives in a bachelor apartment. It's not big, two bedrooms and one living room. Nearly eighty square meters. But in this rich area, even such a small apartment of 80 square meters will cost nearly 10 million. Every inch of land is valuable.

Han Qinghe just symbolically invited, and Brother Huan went upstairs very casually.

But after coming up, he regretted it a little.

Because Han Qinghe's home is extremely simple. Black and white tones, and no frills. Except for the piano in the corner of the living room, which is quite conspicuous, there is nothing for Brother Huan to enjoy.

After Han Qinghe entered the house with Tang Huan, his hospitality attitude was even colder than Dong Qingqing's. Throw him a cup of coffee and head straight back to the studio outside the bedroom. It never came out from beginning to end.

"Alas—what a self-inflicted effort. ”

Brother Huan said hello and left in a gloomy manner.

The whole process was very boring and embarrassing. Han Qinghe in the workshop was not in the mood to focus on work. was just thinking about whether to go out and have a cup of coffee with Tang Huan.

Went out, there was nothing to say. Instead, it's embarrassing. If you don't go out, it doesn't seem very polite.

In such a hesitation, Tang Huan finally left sullenly. It can be regarded as a relief for Han Qinghe.

When a woman who never cares about other people's feelings suddenly wants to be polite. This in itself is a progress, a change.

It's just that she doesn't know, and Brother Huan won't know.

Out of the community, Tang Huan was not in a hurry to take a taxi home. Instead, stroll through the open streets. It's not early, and there aren't many pedestrians on the road except for traffic. But even so, Tang Huan, who had extremely high acuity, still found it in a dark corner. There was a pair of dark eyes staring at him all the time.

I couldn't see it, and I never looked back. But he could tell that it was a pair of malicious eyes. Like a jackal in the night, he chooses people and devours them.

"Have you started?" Tang Huan pursed his lips slightly, but a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes.

It had been a long time since he had moved his muscles. Since someone took the initiative to send it to the door. He didn't mind trying to see if he had regressed in the past few days.

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