Yucheng.

10:50 p.m.

Moskoon's car was parked outside the gates of the studio.

In ten minutes, Zhao Zi will come out.

He didn't go in, and he won't go in, in You City, he and Zhao Zi are both influential figures, when encountering such a thing, there will always be something that can't be said, all in all, everything must be careful.

Outside the gate of the film and television city, there is a group of paparazzi, they are waiting to catch such news, take two photos, and add oil and vinegar after going back, write an ambiguous title to attract traffic.

Mosko won't give them a chance.

It's going to be a commotion, and it's really going to be unclear.

When encountering such a thing, no matter how you say it, you can't talk nonsense.

Mo Sikong didn't get out of the car, just sat in the car.

He didn't want to be public, he just wanted to keep a low profile and drive a very inconspicuous Maybach.

Oh, yes!

For Mo Sikong, this is already very low-key, but for others, this kind of thing is no longer low-key, and this situation, in the eyes of others, is simply publicized to the limit.

Moskong drives a Maybach and doesn't feel like a good car.

But his car is already more than 30 million yuan, and those tabloid tabloid reporters of the paparazzi have long been eyeing his car.

It was just eleven o'clock.

Zhao Zi hurriedly walked out, she didn't wear gorgeous clothes, obviously she also wanted to keep a low profile.

Three steps into two, and when the door of the Moskoon opened, she slipped inside.

Nervous.

"Hurry up."

Of course, Mo Sikong knows that at such a time, he can't be careless, and when he encounters such a thing, he must be fast.

However, it was still a step too late, and when Zhao Zi got into the car just now, he had already been photographed.

Maybach starts to go.

"Scared the hell out of me!"

Zhao Zi patted his chest and glanced back: "Those annoying paparazzi will talk nonsense when they get the opportunity." ”

"It's really annoying."

"Sikong, I'm not afraid, it's mainly you, if there is an affair with you, I don't think things will be easy."

Mo Sikong smiled, a little embarrassed by his smile.

He was not afraid that Zhao Zi would be unreasonable, what he was most worried about was that she was so understanding.

The better she is, the more helpless Mo Sikong becomes.

In such a situation, Mo Sikong always has a numb skin.

"Let's go to Mingshui Hotel!"

Mingshui Hotel, which is also a property owned by Moskong, is relatively much safer to go to its own turf.

"Good!"

Zhao Zi didn't think about it, and responded immediately.

"I'm going home first, though."

"I want a change of clothes, don't you mind sending me home first."

"Actually, I was really happy to receive your call today."

"If it weren't for the filming being too busy, I wouldn't have made you wait until late."

Zhao Zi's words made Mo Sikong unable to refuse at all, she was always like this, Mo Sikong couldn't figure it out, he had already said it very clearly to Zhao Zi, and there was no possibility between him and her.

However, Mo Sikong also knows that if he marries a woman like Zhao Zi, he will not quarrel in his life.

There is no quarrel and no contradiction, it seems to be a song and dance, but after all, there is a little less passion.

Mo Sikong knew very well in his heart that Zhao Chu was not the woman he wanted.

"Okay!"

"I'll send you home."

"I'll wait for you outside."

Mo Sikong also understands Zhao Zi, after all, he is a star, he has idol baggage, he has to dress up when he goes out, and if someone wants to sign an autograph, then it will not be too shabby.

"Do you hate me so much?"

Zhao Ziyu said: "I don't even want to enter my door, am I so annoying to you?" ”

Again!

Mo Sikong took a deep breath, if it weren't for Zhao Zi agreeing to take Mo Dongtian's announcement, he really wouldn't take the initiative to provoke Zhao Zi.

I can't tell what it's like to be with Zhao Zi.

However, there is such an experience, as if there is always something indescribable, just so horizontal in his heart, giving people an indescribable feeling.

"Zhao Zi, don't say that, you also know that I have never disliked you."

"Then why don't you come into my house."

"Isn't this afraid of scandals!"

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Zhao Zi was very persistent and said: "Actually, it is not safe to go to any hotel. ”

"The safest place is my home."

"Sikong, don't think that I have ulterior motives, I, Zhao Zi, haven't done that yet."

The words have already been said to this point, and if Mo Sikong is not close to people, it will be a little unreasonable.

"Is it convenient?"

Mo Sikong still wants to confirm: "Is everyone in your family credible?" ”

"If someone leaves the news, it's not good for you or for me."

Zhao Zi understands Mo Sikong and likes a person, and he always can't help but want to know more about him, and the more he knows, he can almost control a person's character.

In Zhao Zi's eyes, Mo Sikong is not the kind of man who does things carefully.

Today's Mo Sikong is a little abnormal, but Zhao Zi won't ask more, because she clearly knows that it's useless to ask too much.

Everything has to rely on her own observation to get to the point where it is now.

Men, especially successful men like Moskong, don't like women to ask around, it will annoy him.

Zhao Zi has been insisting that in front of Mo Sikong, be a sensible and uncurious woman, and want to please him.

Acting will not be a lifelong job, Zhao Ji has always thought so in her heart, she knows that the best way out is to marry into a wealthy family.

Moskoon was the obvious choice.

However, Zhao Zi is not just for money, she really likes Mo Sikong from the bottom of her heart.

Between Mo Sikong's gestures, he can give people an unprecedented heroic spirit, and I can't tell what kind of charm it is, but for a man, without the momentum of Mo Sikong, there is also a lot less charming charm.

It's always been like this.

There is nothing more, and glamorous charm is not something that every man has.

By her Zhao Zi's side, there are also some rich and powerful suitors, but Zhao Zi has never felt too much for such a person.

Only Mo Sikong, who was driving at this time, made her dream of it.

It's true!

Zhao Zi often dreams, and often dreams of Mo Sikong, she doesn't know if this is real love, but she can't deceive herself, she can't make herself less clear.

She just likes Mo Sikong, likes to be by his side, likes to be another docile woman for him, but it's really hard.

"Everyone in my family can believe it."

Zhao Zi replied, the voice of the knife was so gentle: "Sikong, you don't have to worry, in fact, even if there is a scandal between the two of us, you also understand that there is not much to explain between us, because of our innocence." ”

"You are a successful man, this scandal will only make you icing on the cake, and I am different, I am just an actor, if you are not careful, you will ruin your career, you know this better than me."

"So, it's not you who is worried about yourself, it's about me!"

"I can understand your concern for me."

The film and television city is as far away as most of the city from Zhao Zi's home, even if it is opened quickly, it will take a while.

Listening to Zhao Zi's words, Mo Sikong couldn't laugh or cry a little.

Zhao Zi regarded this matter as a kind of concern, but in fact, it was not exactly like that.

Mo Sikong must make it clear, saving Zhao Zi from misunderstanding all the time, with her current fame, it is okay to marry a rich man, of course, she can also choose to marry love, just look at her mood, I don't want her to have too much affection for him. 、

I don't want to have too many emotional entanglements with Zhao Zi.

"Zhao Zi, you're only half right."

"Actually, I'm also for myself, I have a girlfriend, and she's Geqi."

"If we really have a scandal and it's not good for Qiqi, she will be cranky."

"This!"

So, Zhao Zi was stunned for a moment, she never expected that such a thing would happen so suddenly, and she really couldn't understand why such a thing happened.

Too often, when encountering such a thing, Zhao Zi can face it calmly, but not today.

She looked away from Mosko's face and looked out at the darkness of the car outside the car.

She didn't speak.

My heart hurts!

It was like dripping blood.

I can't tell what it was like, but I felt that there was something that had never been before, so horizontal in my heart, without too many surprises, her tears welled up like that.

"Can't cry!"

Zhao Zi said in his heart.

She is not a soft girl, and when people encounter such a thing, they really can't cry.

However, no matter how strong she was, she eventually cried.

When I arrived at the gate of Zhao Zi's house, her home was a small villa.

Zhao Zi just came in like that, and made it clear, there were more things here.

She had dried her tears and replaced them with a melted smile.

"Sikong, let's sit at home!"

"You come to me, there must be something, let's talk at home."

"You already have a girlfriend, but we're still friends, aren't we?"

A word that is reasonable.

There's not much left, and I can't understand what it's like, and my heart is very sour.

Facts are as ironclad as they are in front of you.

There's not much to explain, and I can't understand why, why is this happening?

Mo Sikong didn't refuse again, so he got out of the car and accompanied her into the villa.

It was late, and the servants were already resting.

The house is a little deserted.

Zhao Zi said to Mo Sikong: "You wait for me here, I'll go take a shower, and then change a set of clothes." ”

As soon as I went upstairs, my phone rang.

Zhao Zi connected the phone: "Mr. Zhang, no, tonight, there are guests at home?" ”

"What, how do you know it's Mosko?"

"Okay!"

"Ming, as soon as I finish work, I'll start filming your announcement."

"If nothing else, I'll hang up first."