Shan Ya is not hands-free, so the other party's request is not audible to others.

Even if it is like this, Shan Yacai will not agree, because today's bureau is not her group.

"There are a lot of people, make an appointment another day."

She trusted that the other party would understand.

Shan Ya hung up the phone, and Sister Pei breathed a sigh of relief, since Yu Shutong asked Shan Ya to answer the call, she was worried that Shan Ya would speak in a cordial tone with the other party.

CP can be a public group, but never in private.

Seeing Shan Ya hang up the phone, she hurriedly called her over, "Sit down, we'll wait for you to start." ”

Shan Ya handed the coat she had brought over to Yu Shutong, and then chose a place to sit down.

The big book of eight people is very time-consuming to play, and most of the people present are actors, so everyone also added a lot of their own performances when stating the plot.

This makes the whole case even more confusing.

Shan Ya plays this game very seriously, and she draws a good guy card, so when everyone states their timeline, she seems to have a small radar in her ears, and if there is a loophole when someone makes a statement, she will immediately ask questions.

In terms of stating his timeline, Mu Xiao didn't know whether he didn't remember clearly or made a mistake on purpose, so he became Shan Ya's main suspect.

"Why are you going?"

"That's not what you said before."

"Except for the murderer, who can lie, no one else can lie."

Shan Ya's questioning turned the whole situation into a duel between her and Mu Xiao, and for a moment it seemed as if the two of them really didn't deal with each other.

Thankfully, Mushaw remained silent for the most part.

However, his silence was not expressionless and didn't want to pay attention to it, but looked at Shan Ya with a smile, and the corners of his mouth were raised, as if Shan Ya was so excited to cover up.

Because of Mu Xiao's unclear laughter, Shan Ya, who finally got the script of the good guy, was voted a murderer.

Shan Ya felt that her unjust death was all because Mu Xiao brought the rhythm.

Shan Ya was half angry, but she couldn't stretch her face with Mu Xiao.

Thankfully, it's just a game.

The game finally ended, and Shan Ya threw the script in her hand on the coffee table, screaming that she was starving.

"It's time to eat, I'm going to lose my temper if I don't eat again." Although Shan Ya was joking, she really wanted to lose her temper in her heart.

What Mu Shaw did today was really infuriating.

Everyone moved to the restaurant, and the hot pot soup base had already been delivered, along with some staples such as cakes and sushi.

Mu Xiao is very restrained in eating, and he managed his body in order to film this film, so he suggested that everyone eat the bottom of the mushroom soup pot instead of adding hot pot base.

Shan Ya felt that Mu Xiao's suggestion was purely because she didn't want the place where he lived to have a strong smell of hot pot, and she immediately objected.

"Hot pot must be heavy oil and spicy to be delicious." As she spoke, she threw a large piece of hot pot base into the mushroom soup pot.

Shan Ya's move seemed to be against Mu Xiao.

Once again, Murshaw chose to remain silent.

Shan Ya didn't care about it here, she was wronged in the game and was hungry from morning to now, so she turned her grief and anger into a lot of food.

Seeing her like this, Sister Pei hurriedly stopped her and told her not to eat anymore.

"We're going to start work tomorrow, be careful of your swollen face!"

"No, it won't." Unexpectedly, the person who helped Shan Ya intercede was Yu Shutong, Yu Shutong said to Sister Pei, "It's not night now, and you won't have a swollen face if you eat food with a strong taste." ”

After speaking, she also poured a glass of beer for Shan Ya, and motioned for Xiaoqing and Fat Dundun to have a drink with Shan Ya.

"Drink, drink, drink." Shan Ya was originally a bold character, and she didn't know what Yu Shutong's intention was to persuade her to drink, so she picked up the cup and really drank it.

Sister Pei stomped her feet anxiously beside her.

I thought to myself, how could this little ancestor not know that others would set her up, and her face would swell into a pig's head during filming tomorrow, and then those media would not tell her like now.

She turned her eyes to Mu Xiao for help, hoping that he, a senior, would take care of her.

Mu Xiao drank tea and smiled without saying a word.