"Let's go, huh."

Mariah Carey, accompanied by Patti Rabel, walked out of the doctor's room, saw Song Ya and Linda waiting at the door, rolled her eyes, took back the handbag carried by the agent Sandy Glenn, and walked out of the clinic.

"Mimi, how's it going?" Song Yayan followed.

She didn't reply, and Patti Label replied helpfully: "It's not a big problem, the doctor told you to keep your mood comfortable, reduce the intensity of your work, and check the balabala regularly...... Don't worry, I'll take care of her. ”

"Nothing in the tabloids is true." Song Ya explained, "Many photos have been tampered with in time......

"Does it matter?"

Mariah Carey didn't look back, "Women are scolded for cheating, but men steal food but women are ridiculed, they are not attractive, and they can't trap men's hearts......"

She wiped her hands from the corners of each eye, "It's not fair. I sometimes think that if I were a boy, I wouldn't have to endure all this so hard now......"

Song Ya had no choice but to shut up again and silently follow behind, only the footsteps of a group of people were in the empty clinic, and the bodyguards of the two were blocked at the intersection in front of them.

If I were a boy

If I were a boy

Even just for a day

Even if it's just for one day

I’d roll out of bed in the morning And throw on what I wanted and go

I would wake up early in the morning, pack my clothes and go out

Drink beer with the guys And chase after girls

Then drink with the brothers and soak the women

I’d kick it with who I wanted And I’d never get confronted for it

If you see who doesn't like it, you can rush up and beat him, and you don't have to be responsible anyway

Because they’d stick up for me

Because the brothers will take care of everything

Approaching the door, Old Michael let her brother Morgan in.

"I called Alison, and she admitted that she had taken money from the paparazzi to say that."

Morgan yelled and explained to his sister, "It's her fault this time, and my mom and I are trying to try to persuade her." ”

"How much money does she want to keep her mouth shut this time?" Sandy Glenn asked.

"Let me handle it, Mimi, Sandy, Patty, you all get in the car." Song Ya took the matter over, "Go ahead, go home and rest first." ”

"Mom is worried about you, give her a call!" Morgan shouted at her back.

"I know." She replied, and then got into the extended Lincoln.

Song Yamu sent the car, then turned around and stared at Morgan coldly.

"Uh......"

The skinny bamboo-like brother-in-law instantly shrunk his neck, "Don't be provoked APLUS, I didn't say those words in the tabloids." ”

"You've complained about me to others, haven't you?" Song Ya pressed forward step by step, and the five big and three thick bodyguards such as Mawota made the brother-in-law retreat step by step.

"I've just complained about your attitude towards Mimi's family, I'm not the kind of person who does one thing in front of me and one behind the other APLUS, don't you ...... Don't do this again! Are you going to do that? ”

Morgan leaned his back against the wall, and as if he had gained some courage, he craned his neck and argued loudly.

"APLUS, THIS IS THE HOSPITAL." Old Mike reminded in the back.

Song Ya looked back at the situation around her, and the gynecologist who had just finished examining Mariah Carey poked her head out of the office door, "I'll keep an eye on you Morgan." He tapped his finger at Morgan's chest with a straight face, "Watch your words, don't give people any more leverage to play on the subject, my last warning." ”

Morgan didn't dare to do anything in front of him, lowered his head, and squeezed out of the bodyguard's crack without saying a word.

"Did he come by car?" Song Ya asked, and after getting an affirmative answer from Old Mike, he put it away, scratched his head and said, "Allison......"

He was about to talk to Linda about the trouble caused by Mariah Carey's own sister, "I'll figure it out over there Alison." "Sandy Gren went back the way he came, and he shouldn't have gotten in the car just now.

"What's the solution?" Song Ya asked.

"It's nothing more than giving money, don't worry, I've seen a lot, and I'll take care of it." Sandy Glenn said, "You can't use any special means against her own sister, right?" That would be counterproductive, and neither she nor her family would be happy to see it. ”

"Will you handle it? You used to take MJ's sister Latoya and couldn't help it, remember? Song Ya was not assured of his assurance.

"Latoya, that's because MJ is too concerned about family affection and wants to rescue her sister from the control of her boyfriend." Sandy Glenn smiled bitterly, "The extortion of celebrity families is nothing more than wanting to make some money, just be satisfied, as long as you control it and don't give more, Alison has no imagination to spend money, and that kind of worm can stop for a while when he gets money." ”

"Okay......"

Song Ya thought for a while and nodded, "If your method doesn't work, tell me immediately, and I'll use my method again." ”

"Don't, don't meddle in Miss Kelly's family affairs APLUS, you're already ......"

Sandy Glenn still refused, "We'll take care of our own affairs, don't help us, okay?" And you're over there...... Can you stop your brothers and sisters' group of ex-boyfriends and ex-girlfriends from talking nonsense? ”

"I don't care, I can't hurt Mimi and the baby in her belly."

Song Ya shrugged, after the hard copy of the outline gossip broke out, all that was left was for the tabloids to fill in the blanks according to the 'pointing' in the article, I believe that with the fermentation of the news, there are more and more 'materials' to catch wind and shadows, and there will be nothing to say in the future, anyway, there are more lice, and I can't take care of it for the time being......

"Okay." Sandy Gren pulled him away from the crowd and asked solemnly alone, "Was that report about Motula's ex-wife and children published at your behest?" ”

"Me?"

Of course, Song Ya didn't admit it, "I won't be so bottomless." ”

"I know you may have been stimulated by the mention of Robb Jr. in the hard copy article."

Sandy Gren didn't dwell on the issue and continued: "But I want to remind you that the story could never have anything to do with Motula, hard copy is MJ's least favorite media, not even one of them, and Motula, as his manager, would do nothing to offend the biggest financier. This is most likely the autonomous actions of the hard copy, who are a bunch of crazy people in the first place. ”

"And you, so quickly fought back against his family, especially the child...... You know, Italians value their family, their offspring, their family honor and their hometown above all else, and if you do this, you will drive him crazy, and the consequences are likely to be very serious! Do you think the mafia has completely withdrawn from the underworld? Their current organizational power and action are not comparable to those of African gangs, and they don't like to play your tricks, which are lethal in one hit! ”

"It seems impossible and often ends up being possible, thinking backwards, huh? Sandy. ”

Song Ya knocked on his temple, "And the feelings of the Chinese for their families are no worse than those of the Italians, and I have no way to retreat from the development of this war, so I can only push each other with him." ”

"Hua ...... You're an N......"

Sandy Gren was a little speechless by his free switching, "Anyway, we can't go overboard, it's a problem for all of us, it's not yours alone, I'll remind you again, beware of the Italians going crazy!" ”

He left, Song Ya stood in place and thought about it, his heart was also a little empty, the key feeling was that Motura did not need to deliberately retaliate against himself through MJ's enemy media, so he was likely to face the risk of MJ abandoning him in anger, MJ kicked away several waves of people around him......

If Motura had been wronged by herself, it was possible to go mad.

"Linda, is little Robb in Ireland?" When he saw the report, he asked Sherlynn to take the child to her aunt in Ireland for Christmas.

"Here we are." Linda replied.

"That's good." Song Ya was a little relieved, "Arrange more security." ”

"I know. Takaki just called and asked if you would visit John Cali's house tomorrow. Linda asked.

"For the time being...... Don't go, I need Sony's explanation, and I can't let Motura come back this time. ”

The mafia has been rampant in the United States for decades, and the big Hollywood studios have more or less a relationship with them either closely or with false snakes, except for MGM, who has the closest relationship, the former helmsman of Universal is also unclear with them, and the situation of other giants is much the same, John Carley, as a Warner veteran, is now rash in the past......

He couldn't help but think of the scene of the movie's godfather Rison being shot by a machine gun halfway, or safety first, "Give Xue Linfen a call, I want to hear little Robb's voice." He commanded.

The call was quickly connected, and it was Tim, Xue Linfen's agent, who answered, "She's taking a shower, I'll let little Robb talk to you......"

Song Ya was amused by her milky son on the phone.

In fact, after Xue Linfen abandoned the child in Ireland, she had quietly run away to South Africa.

"Miss Finn!?"

Charlis was shocked and ashamed to see Xue Linfen wrapped tightly, and he subconsciously touched his stomach, "Why are you here?" The security here has been very bad lately, is it a person here? ”

"Come and see you." Xue Linfen looked her up and down a few times, "How many months?" ”

"You...... Do you know all about it? Charlise collapsed on the couch in a dejected manner, tears streaming down her cheeks, "I'm sorry, I thought that bastard was ...... I didn't expect him to treat me as a flesh and blood skin who was called to come, he ...... I was so stupid, it was a complete accident. ”

"You don't have to say I'm sorry."

Xue Linfen took off the scarf and looked at the small single-family villa, "Where is your mother?" Are you and your henchmen the only ones in this house? ”

"She's been busy dealing with her father's legacy and she hates my ......"

Charlise cried even harder, incoherently, "The white people here are trying to find a way to move out, and my father has a brother who is also an alcoholic, woooo......oo We weren't going to come back to face them, and she wouldn't even let me go out in the face of all this. ”

"Bear with me." Xue Linfen warmly stroked her belly, "When this place is older, all your attention will be on this little life." ”

"I don't know what I'm going to do, Miss Finn." Charlise fell into her arms and cried, "How nice it would be if I were a boy, all the worries of signing a check would be forgotten, and he didn't even call me......"

"Good thing the boy has a check." Xue Linfen rolled her eyes.

If I were a boy

If I were a boy

I think I could understand

I think I can understand

how it feels to love a girl

How to love a girl

I swear I’d be a better man

I swear I'll be a better man

I’d listen to her

I will listen to her every word

cause I know how it hurts

Because I understand how painful it is to be alone

when you loose the one you wanted

When you lose his love and are heartbroken

cause he’s taken you for granted

He takes everything you give for granted

and everything you had got destroyed!

worthless

On the outskirts of Paris, the artists' salon was bustling downstairs, and upstairs, a girl with short bright red hair was rummaging through a drawer, looking nervously at the door from time to time, and finally, she pulled out a stack of papers, like hand-drawn renderings of a movie, and she flipped through them greedily.

As she was fascinated by the clutter of footsteps and conversations, she quickly stuffed the papers back, closed the drawer, and stepped aside to pretend to admire the paintings on the wall.

"Director Besson, I'm shocked by your ambition, does Gaumont Pictures really plan to pay so much money for you?"

"Haven't you already seen those beautiful sets? We'll be here, and we'll shoot in the UK, and we've signed up with three companies for the special effects part, including the talented Max Tyson team who made special effects for True Lies and Night Vampires, and those guys are expensive, very expensive. ”

"Convenient ...... for specific investment"

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and the two men saw the girl in the room, "Wow, Mira, my Mira......" The older, white-haired one stretched out his arms to her, "Although I don't like your dyed hair color, I still want to say that you are beautiful today, congratulations, when will you join the group?" ”

"Uh, next month." Mira and the other hug.

"He's going to play an alien, so he has to dye it like this......" Luc Besson, the French director, stared at her hair, smiling a little reluctantly.

"Dyeed? This color can be very harmful to the hair, right? The other party casually ruffled Mira's hair, "I thought it was a wig." ”

"No, really, I want the perfect effect." Luc Besson walked to the front of the seat and casually opened the drawer to glance, "After all, she is our heroine." ”

"The male protagonist is Bruce Willie?"

"Yes, he is willing to take a pay cut to star."

"The box office of the United States?"

"Of course, if it weren't for the ...... of the box office in the United States"

The conversation went on for a long time, and when the other party left, the atmosphere in the house became a little unnatural, "You don't have to be like this, Mira. Luc Besson whispered, "We are not enemies, and we don't have to play this spy game. ”

"What?" Mira pretended to be stupid.

Luc Besson smiled a little interestedly, "Don't pretend, I know you're a smart girl, I gave you the heroine, the heroine of a 90 million-meter knife production, and Bruce Willy." ”

"But I only saw green screens on the set in the UK." Mira pursed her lips and began to use the woman's rogue tricks.

"The fifth element is a special effects movie, and most of the money will be spent on that, 80 million out of 90 million......"

"So it's probably just a ...... of 10 million production costs"

"Just!? That's enough! ”

Luc Besson seemed to be offended by this word, and suddenly became furious, and grabbed her arm, "You should thank me, I brought you back to the fashion center, and gave you the opportunity that countless girls in the film industry have never dreamed of, and you are still playing that kind of game with me?" Well? Who do you think I am!? It's not me, Lafayette would have such an attitude towards you just now? Your steps suck! ”

"You're hurting me!" Mira was frightened by his hideous face, and didn't dare to turn her face too much, twisting her body and trying to struggle, "I'm just busy flying around the catwalk, and the chance for us to meet ......"

"You were fifteen years old and you were able to that Nger just to get your first saliva song, and now you're pretending to be a high-class person in front of me!? Not long ago, he ran back to the United States and quietly renewed his old relationship with him? Caught by the tabloids! You know that everyone was whispering behind my back just now? They're laughing at me! ”

Luc Besson threw her onto the bed, "Remember, even if it's a heroine made by 10 million, you have to pay something to get it, and I can still replace you now, you're very cheap!" He yelled and unleashed his belt in a pun, "Recognize the reality!" ”

'Smack! ’

Mira jumped up and gave the French director a mouthful, "That's just a tabloid planting!" They tampered with the time, and I was just talking to APLUS at the time, and that's it! Then he ran out of the room crying.

"Mira." A man's cold voice came from behind, "You'll lose everything when you walk out of this room." ”

She hesitated to hold on to the door frame, but ran out anyway.

It was raining outside, her coat and personal belongings had not been reached, she had no car of her own, she shivered with cold, shrunk as best she could, and ran to the side of the suburban road in Paris in December, trying to see if she could be beckoned to stop the ride.

The evening clothes were wet and sticking to his body, and the rain and tears were running down his cheeks, and the other side that the man who had always looked like a romantic gentleman had just exposed shattered all the good feelings he had built before, and it turned out to be ...... It's still the same thing, what art and fashion he talked about when he flattered himself, and finally went around and stood at the door of that thing.

Damn, he even thought that the other party was a person who could be entrusted with marriage......

If I were a boy

If I were a boy

I would turn off my phone

I'll turn off my phone

Tell everyone that its broken

Then tell everyone it's broken

so they think that I was sleeping alone

That way they'll think I'm sleeping alone

I’d put myself first

I'll just think about myself

and make the rules as I go

The whole world seemed to revolve around me

cause I know that she’ll be faithful

Because I know she's going to die for me

waiting for me to come home

Wait for me to come home