"How? Hung the lottery? ”

On the Second Ring Bridge, a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Lu Yuanhyuk was wearing headphones, and his slender fingers were rapidly tapping on the laptop in front of him.

Lu Yuanhe rarely took the initiative to call Mu Yichen, and at this moment he was about to go to a piece of land in the west of the city to investigate, and the vehicle was speeding towards his destination. However, I just heard Han Bin talk about Mu Yichen's injury in the crew. Somehow he was a little concerned.

Mu Yichen tilted his head and held the phone, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, looking at himself in the mirror: "You want to ask, does my injury have anything to do with your woman, right?" ”

Mu Yichen is a black belt in taekwondo, a man can't get close to him, and a woman is conquered by his face, and no one can do it. Injuries are naturally strange. "Tell me, what's going on?" Lu Yuanhyuk's voice was deep, and there was a sense of urgency in his consistent calm tone.

"You owe me another great favor, I'll tell you. If this one were drawn on your woman's face, it would be properly disfigured. But on my face, how to say, icing on the cake? Come back twice as strong? Constantly improve something? ”

Mu Yichen is not good at Chinese, especially idioms, especially like to use them indiscriminately.

Lu Yuanhe ignored his broken Chinese, and just frowned: "How?" Going for her? Who? What is Jiang Jing'er called the one on the news? Lu Yuanhe had already clicked on the news on the Internet as he spoke.

"It's all settled, and now she's so hacked by my fans that she doesn't dare to go out. I haven't issued a statement all along, or I'll post one later, saying that Jiang Jinger is all actors in the same crew, so I won't pursue it and do it well, right? Mu Yichen said nonchalantly.

He had just applied shaving liquid to his face, which was very inconvenient for him to shave because of the gauze on his face. After two attempts, I simply put the razor down.

"What about her? You okay? ”

"I was drugged just now, at this moment, I should still be in the crew, but today's filming can't be completed, there are a lot of fans and reporters outside, why don't you call her directly."

Seeing that Lu Yuanhe didn't make a sound for a long time, Mu Yichen thought that the phone had hung up, and couldn't help but "Hey?" "Yes.

Lu Yuanhe on the other end of the phone narrowed his eyes and repeated, "You said you asked her to give you medicine?" ”

Lu Yuanhe still clearly remembers the time when he was allergic to alcohol, lying in the arms of the white pigeon, the feeling of peace of mind. The smell of her lingering in his nose was still fresh in his memory.

Her little hands are thin, but the white fingers are very soft, and they are held in the palm of the hand, so that people dare not use force, for fear that they will be broken by pinching hard.

And Mu Yichen actually asked the white pigeon to give him medicine? Thinking of those little hands smearing medicine on other people's faces, it made Lu Yuanhe feel like he was on pins and needles.

……

Xiao Jing pretended to knock on the door of the white pigeon and began to talk nonsense, "Oh, it was still there just now, I told her that a lady came to find her, and she will bring you over, why is no one opening the door for a while." ”

Xiao Jing knocked a few more times, but the door of the white pigeon still did not move.

"Auntie, don't worry, Bai Ge may have just gone out, or you can call her or send her a >

Zhou Mei bit her lip. didn't take out his mobile phone in front of Xiao Jing.

The last time I was in the hospital, I was angry with the white pigeon, and whoever forgot what she said would not forget herself. This time she came to find the white dove, and her posture was very low. I came to beg her to save Xiaorou.

Xiao Jing quietly looked at Zhou Mei's expression, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that Jiang Jing'er was right. This is definitely a husband who cheated on him and came to negotiate with the mistress.

This kind of tearing drama has always been a favorite in the entertainment industry. It's a shame not to have some audience.

So Xiao Jing pretended to be very sensible and said, "Auntie, wait a minute, I'll go and ask where the white pigeon is." ”

After Xiao Jing walked away, Zhou Mei took out the mobile phone of Bai Yunhe, who had deliberately taken out the door this morning, and began to send > to the white pigeon

"Little pigeon! I'm my aunt, I came to the crew to see you coming, aren't you in the room? ”

"Little pigeon, I was wrong last time, you must not be like your aunt. Last time you left in a hurry, I wanted to bring you some Banyan City specialties, but I couldn't bring it. Grandma has been talking about you for the past two days, so that your uncle and I can come and see you more often. I'm not here now. ”

"I'm confident that we can become a family. Little pigeon, I know that there is no emotional foundation, and it is not easy to recognize relatives at once. But after all, we are just in contact with it and are not familiar with it, so take your time. In my heart, you and Xiaorou are the same. In the future, I will treat you as a daughter, you and Xiaorou are my daughters, Xiaorou is your sister, you are her sister. ”

As soon as the lyrical words were finished, a call came into Zhou Mei's mobile phone. She looked around and walked to the terrace at the end of the hallway, before answering the call.

"Xiaorou, mom is in Jiangcheng. I haven't seen my sister yet. ”

Bai Xiaorou's voice sounded sharply, "What time is it, why haven't you seen that woman yet?" ”

Zhou Mei patiently coaxed her daughter, "Mom came over non-stop as soon as she got off the plane, but their crew was a little far away. ”

"I thought she was making a fake movie, but I didn't expect her to really make a movie. Wouldn't it be the kind of star that got off the star and became famous? ”

"Xiao Rou!" Zhou Mei corrected earnestly, "Now is not the time to say these mean words, this is our best opportunity, we have to grasp it firmly!" ”

Bai Xiaorou's tone was normal, and she restrained the yin and yang weirdness just now, and couldn't help worrying: "How can you grasp it, will she obediently ask the doctor to draw bone marrow?" ”

"I'll leave this to my mother. She is now an actress and a public figure, and she can't see negative news. Public figures must have a healthy, positive energy. No, let's put a little pressure on her, then other celebrities are donating money to build schools, donate left-behind children or something, and eat fasting and chanting Buddha, can her white pigeon see death to her blood-related sister? I have in my hands the results of the matching she volunteered to make. We really can't force her to donate marrow, but the power of public opinion can kill people. ”

At this moment, the white dove is sitting on a step on the top floor, listening to cello music with headphones in order to review the scene of playing the violin.

Seeing that the phone entered WeChat, he turned off the music and unplugged the headphones. Unexpectedly, I heard Zhou Mei's voice from the upstairs terrace. She didn't hear the beginning of the phone call, but Zhou Mei's words clearly fell into her ears word for word.

At this moment, Zhou Mei's loving voice came from her mobile phone, extremely sarcastic: "I am confident that we can become a family ............"

I'm confident that we can become a family......

Zhou Mei was also stunned when she heard her voice echoing in the air, and hurriedly looked towards the terrace downstairs, and suddenly felt that the blood was flowing backwards. The white pigeon held the mobile phone and looked up at him, and Zhou Mei's head buzzed.

She didn't care about the phone, but she hurriedly ran downstairs, because she was in a hurry to go down the stairs, and one of her high heels fell off. She didn't know how much the white pigeon had heard, she only knew that she had to fight for her daughter to survive.

When she ran to the white dove out of breath, her hair was messy, and her feet didn't care about the pain, and almost without hesitation, she knelt down in front of the white dove.

The last time the white cloud crane knelt down for the white dove. Zhou Mei is disdainful and unwilling. But this time, she is just an ordinary mother who hopes that her children will be healthy and well. It is a soldier who has gone to the battlefield and has no way to retreat, so he can only blindly move forward.

When Xiao Jing and a few entertainers arrived at the terrace, what they saw was the scene in front of them. A woman in her forties and fifties knelt in front of the white dove with her eyebrows bowed.

The reporter, who was hesitant to follow Xiao Jing in just now, instantly felt that he had come to the right place. The white pigeon was the topic of conversation a while ago, and I can't see Mu Yichen today, but witnessing this exciting scene can be regarded as a success.

Zhou Mei's tone was begging: "Little pigeon, I'm here to ask for you." Please, give our two a way to live! Before he finished speaking, two lines of tears flowed first.

If Xiaorou has something three long and two short, I, who is a mother, will definitely follow. This is what Zhou Mei didn't say in her heart.

But when these words were heard in the ears of the people next to him, it was something else. This is the main palace lady in the meeting junior! Even the kids moved out! If you want to talk about the occupational disease of reporters now, it is that the brain has not yet reacted, the camera has been picked up, and a few photos have been quickly pressed.

Xiao Jing moved the candid mobile phone towards Zhou Mei again, and it became a classic over-the-shoulder shot impartially. crossed Zhou Mei's shoulder and slapped directly on the white pigeon's tense little face.

Angry? It's definitely angry.

When I heard the truth in the hospital corridor, the heartache made me fall to the ground with the illusion of recognizing my relatives.

Compared with the pain of heartbreak, the white dove was more shocked by the evil of human nature at this moment. She envied those children who were accompanied by their mothers, but she didn't expect that maternal love would one day become such a hateful face.

She didn't even want to help Zhou Mei up, she was fed up with her fake face and fake tears.

It was Xiao Jing who spoke first. "Auntie, what are you doing, you have something to say, there is something that can't be resolved through negotiation, and you have to use such an extreme method!"

Xiao Jing held Zhou Mei's arm and turned sideways slightly, in order not to block other people's shots. "Auntie, get up quickly, you said it was a family matter, what kind of family matter needs to be fought over? What is there to ask the white pigeon for help, you name it, let's listen, how much help there is! ”

Zhou Mei shook her head, crying, while quietly observing the white pigeon's expression: "You can't help, my business is a family matter...... None of you can help......"

At this time, a cold voice sounded behind him, cold as ice, and the people present trembled.

"Say it and I'll see if I can help?"