Lin Xiaai was very nervous to search for news on the Internet the next day, but there was really no news about her, and she couldn't help but be a little disappointed at the same time, when will she become popular?

Seeing that "Heroes of Troubled Times" is about to be completed, Lin Xiaai simply eats and sleeps in the crew, and her relationship with Wen Yue is getting better and better. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lin Xiaai's mobile phone has been ringing for the past few days, as long as there is a call, she will not answer it, and she doesn't have to think about it to know that it was Gu Chengqian who called.

"Xia Ai, you don't know! All the accessories in the crew are invested by your husband. Chen Baozhen raised her eyebrows, looking like a gossip, she also overheard Li Qingzhao mention it, but at that time she didn't know that Gu Chengqian was Lin Xiaai's ambiguous object, so it was understandable to think about it, his wife filmed, and her husband invested.

"Xia Ai is married?" Wen Yue asked in surprise, it seemed that she was in her early twenties, why was she in such a hurry?

"Well, just knotted." Lin Xiaai didn't know how to face Gu Chengqian, she couldn't figure out the relationship between Mu Wan and him, if he didn't like Mu Wan, he could directly refuse not to meet! In the past few days, the news headlines have been "Mu Wan and the mysterious man had a private tryst", just looking at the back, she knew that it was Gu Chengqian.

She was really angry this time, wasn't Mu Wan also pretending to show her?

She couldn't think of what to use to describe Gu Chengqian, eating in the basin and looking at the pot?

A high-end western restaurant in Binhai City.

"Gu Chengqian, don't you care about Senior Sister Zhao Qing?" Mu Wan elegantly slice the steak and gently put it in her mouth.

Gu Chengqian clasped his hands around his chest, and his eyes were cold.

"Look, as soon as I tell me about the whereabouts of my senior sister, you will immediately appear in front of me." Mu Wan got up, sat on the sofa next to Gu Chengqian, and exhaled hot air in his ear, "You are not as loyal to that wife of yours as you imagined. ”

Gu Chengqin clasped Mu Wan's chin, as if he was about to crush it, but his expression was still light, "I came to remind you that I don't care about Zhao Qing." "For women, except for Lin Xiaai, she doesn't even want to touch it.

"Don't be in front of my eyes again." He let go of Mu Wan in disgust and picked up the handkerchief on the table to wipe his hands.

Mu Wan's eyes were red in pain, "Could it be that after saying so much, you really like to stay with that woman?" ”

"That's my wife," a softness flashed on Gu Chengqian's face, and then he said ruthlessly, "Don't dig your own grave." He left the restaurant without looking back.

Mu Wan angrily threw all the knives and forks on the plate that seemed to be worth a lot of money.

In the crew, Lin Xia loves to be busy coming and going, working on the script for a while, and changing costumes for a while.

Usually just after a glance at the lines, you will be forced to act, and if you don't act well, you will be NG.

Wen Yue's acting skills are very good, when she plays against her, her feelings are very natural, and her expression is handled in place.

"Isn't this Miss Wen? How do you come to visit my sister's class? Wen Qing wore a white lace knee-length dress and sunglasses with half of her face.

The summer was hot, and a fine sweat broke out from the tip of her nose.

Wen Yue's feelings that she had just invested in were obviously stunned when she heard Wen Qing's name, she put down the script and lowered her head and said to Lin Xiaai in a panic, "Xia Ai, I'm sorry." ”

How's your eye? Li Qingzhao's tone was mixed with a touch of pity.

is a good popular little flower, saying that he will quit the entertainment industry when he quits the entertainment industry, he is jealous of the talent, and he thinks that Wen Qing was also popular all over the country.

"It's a bit of a light, but I can't see it clearly." Wen Qing sat in the chair behind the cameraman.

Lin Xiaai secretly felt to herself that this is not like an eye disease at all, look at how correct this pace is, comparable to an international model.