As soon as Jian Han took out the script and flipped to the place where Ning Guiren appeared, the mobile phone rang unceremoniously, she glanced at the call, was slightly stunned, hesitated for a moment, she still answered the phone, and before she could speak, a ton of saliva had already been poured on the other side: "Hanhan baby!" Oh my God, I'm dying of boredom! It's great that you're in Hengdian! I'll send a driver to pick you up! ”

said with a crackling sound, and after finishing speaking, Dongfang Wen hung up the phone directly.

Jian Han stared blankly at the script in front of her, and after a long time, she didn't read a word, she sighed, reluctantly put away the script, resigned herself to changing the equipment for travel, and waited for the call of the driver sent by Dongfang Wen.

To be honest, she is really curious now, what grievances are there between Dongfang Wen and Ming Mo, when she auditioned, she was keenly aware of Mr. Ming Mo's vacillation again and again, and each time it was obvious that he had gone through a fierce ideological struggle.

Especially the third time, when she played the role of Wu Concubine Huaying, it was most obvious, and Mr. Mingmo finally obviously recalled what the past happened, so he once again strengthened his attitude.

This made her feel that Mr. Mingmo was not so arrogant as he appeared on the surface, and for a screenwriter, choosing a suitable actor to play his beloved role is the most important thing, right? How much hatred and resentment did it make her, a small pond fish, also affected one after another?

In the middle of the imagination, the car arrived, and Jian Han, who received the call, immediately went downstairs, and the director allowed her to move freely in the past three days, anyway, the audition three days later could naturally be seen.

The black Audi parked at the corner of the hotel very low-key, the driver was a middle-aged man who looked honest and responsible, and he didn't ask questions along the way, he focused on driving quietly, and he looked like he had undergone special training.

Jian Han was a little puzzled, hasn't Dongfang Wen been away from home for a long time? Ordinary celebrities will be equipped with bodyguards, but drivers with this kind of literacy look like the kind of family that has been passed down through generations, right?

The car drove quickly and smoothly for more than an hour, and drove into the antique Jiangnan Water Town, Jian Han leaned on the window and exclaimed: "Wuzhen! ”

The car turned on a cement road, and after turning around, a group of villas appeared in front of him, each of which is a delicate two small buildings, inheriting the architectural characteristics of Wuzhen, and the appearance is all imitation wood structure, full of the charm of ancient buildings.

The car finally stopped in front of one of the villas, and the driver opened the door for Jian Han, who couldn't wait to get out of the car and walked briskly to the front of the villa.

As soon as his finger rang the doorbell, the door of the villa was pulled open from the inside, and a young man with a golden sunflower apron tied around his waist, who looked very graceful, smiled shyly at her, and stretched out his hand towards the house: "Please come in." ”

Jian Han: "......"

Dongfang Wen is really good at playing, and she even got a young male nanny!

She cautiously entered the door, and the young man pointed to the stairs and said with a smile, "She's on the second floor." ”

Before the words fell, he slapped his head and hurriedly rushed in: "Oops, the red bean porridge I cooked!" ”

Jian Han glanced at the young man's tall and athletic back, and finally decided to go upstairs to find Dongfang Wen.

The second floor is unexpectedly a large room with no beds or sofas, all kinds of cartoon cute cushions and cushions piled everywhere, a dancing machine in the middle, two bumper cars parked in the corner, a seesaw on the other side, and a swing near the balcony.

Isn't this just an indoor playground?

It's just super mini.

Jian Han looked at Dongfang Wen, who was sitting on the swing with her back to her, her black hair hanging down her shoulders, and walked over with great strides.

She didn't greet Dongfang Wen from behind, but went around to the swing, just glanced at it, and the whole person froze, but Dongfang Wen jumped up happily and pounced directly on her: "Jian Han baby!" You're finally here! I'm going to die of boredom! ”

Jian Han hurriedly supported her, still looking at her slightly convex lower abdomen in shock, and stammered, "You, are you pregnant?!" ”

Dongfang Wen touched her little belly with an unhappy face, and complained: "Isn't it, this little thing came as soon as it was said, and I didn't know how to make an appointment in advance, so many of my arrangements were soaked——"

She opened the five fingers of her left hand and counted them very seriously: "You see that I was going to Paris to watch the show, but I can't go down now, Swiss skiing is also in vain, and I can't watch the NBA's playoff star game——"

Well, it's all about play!

Jian Han grabbed Dongfang Wen's open fingers, helped her sit down again on the swing, clasped her hands on her shoulders, and looked at Dongfang Wen condescendingly: "How many months?" ”

Dongfang Wen's face was sullen: "It's only been four months, and the little thing still has five months to come out!" ”

Seeing that the big beauty's left hand stretched out again, as if she was about to calculate how many fun activities she was missing, Jian Han blurted out in a hurry: "What grievances do you have with Mr. Mingmo?" ”

As soon as the words came out, she regretted it, what if the two of them were in an endless relationship, Dongfang Wen was in this state now, and her emotions were intense!

Dongfang Wen waved her hand indifferently: "You explain that Mo, at that time, I was in love with her brother, and I was a little tired of playing every day, I wanted to find something serious to do, but I didn't want to do it because it was too hard, it was better to bask in my beauty every day, Mingmo said, then be an actor, I'll write you a script to ensure that you are popular." ”

Dongfang Wen shrugged her shoulders: "Later, you also knew, I was really popular, but I suddenly thought, if I wasn't in a relationship with Mingmo's brother, would she still write a script for me?" I told her that since I was already popular, I wouldn't need her and her brother, so let's say goodbye! ”

She straightened her legs and gently swung the swing, looking melancholy: "Later, Mingmo's bastard saw me as if he had met an enemy—"

"Hmph, sure enough, I'm not her sister-in-law, so she won't write a script for me!"

Jian Han was already dumbfounded, and his mind was full of emotions that he couldn't express in any words!

Emma, if she were Mr. Mingmo, she would slap her two big-eared melon seeds once she saw Dongfang Wen, no wonder she brushed it four times in a row and Mingmo hadn't cleared the customs, Mr. Mingmo knew that she had a good personal relationship with Dongfang Wen, and finally could give up her prejudices and accept her, this gold medal screenwriter's character is simply bursting, okay!

Jian Han himself couldn't wait to stretch out his hand to strangle Dongfang Wen's kung fu, the young and handsome male nanny came up with a tray, carefully put down the half-cool red bean porridge that had been blown on it, and persuaded gently: "Didn't you shout hungry just now?" Come and eat red bean porridge. ”

Dongfang Wen stretched out her hand to take the spoon, and then as if she suddenly remembered, she pointed to the young man and introduced: "By the way, this is my husband and Mingmo's brother, Xiao Minglou!" ”

Jian Han: "......"

Aha, language is really the Sahara Desert, barren to home!

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