Chapter 11: Difficult

"How much is enough." Although he couldn't bear it, Mu Xi still had to tell the truth, "The Lin family's family background is not something you can save at all, with Auntie's character, I'm afraid ...... won't be willing to leave."

Lin Yuanyuan was silent, and suddenly a sentence came out of nowhere: "I miss my brother so much, and I don't know him...... Married. ”

The son of the Lin family, Mu Xi has met twice, has a hearty personality, and is one of the A-big people.

In the past few years, I have heard a lot of friends mention it, and it seems that the relationship between the brother and sister is really good.

It's a pity, creation makes people.

She was feeling stunned for the other party, and a question rang out coldly.

"How did you and Senior Chi meet?"

"Ahem......" she hurriedly took a sip of the juice that served the meal, suppressed her weak cough, and said ambiguously, "Just ...... When I was shooting on location, I accidentally ran into it. ”

"yes, then ......"

"Not later."

She didn't even reply to that text message, and kept lying in the stranger's inbox.

Glancing at Mu Xi's categorical appearance, Lin Yuanyuan changed the topic with interest.

"What about Senior Lu, haven't you heard from him yet?"

"Lu Shenglan? He should still be abroad, what do you ask him to do? Mu Xi looked puzzled.

Lin Yuanyuan held up his chin, stirring the instant food in front of him, and said thoughtfully: "Actually, at the beginning, we all thought that Senior Lu was your boyfriend......"

"How is that possible!" Mu Xi was surprised, "We just have a better relationship between the two families, so we got closer, at that time, Uncle Lu often told him to take care of me more, I am at most a sister next door to Lu Shenglan!" ”

"My sister is ...... too"

Lin Yuanyuan didn't know what he muttered, Mu Xi didn't hear it clearly, and was about to ask, when there were two beeps on his mobile phone.

She didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly slid away to check.

[Ruixing is going to take a few sets of magazine photos temporarily, and I am in a hurry to find someone, I heard that the salary is good, or it is settled, they are in the shed on the other side of Nanfeng Road, you can try your luck]

The tired body seemed to be injected with a booster and immediately reinvigorated.

Mu Xi hurriedly finished picking up the food on the plate, and said to his friend: "Go first, and get back in touch." ”

"Huh?"

Lin Yuanyuan began to feel that something was wrong, but in the blink of an eye, the slender figure disappeared behind the glass door, leaving only a series of wind chimes crashing.

"This woman, shouldn't she be in any trouble again......"

On the bus, after Mu Xi thanked the senior who had just revealed the news, he took out a small mirror from his bag and tidied up his appearance a little.

The skin can be blown apart, and the natural cat-like round eyes make the whole face look several years younger than its actual age.

There is a small dimple on the right cheek, which is only shallow when you laugh.

Mu Xi turned his head sideways and pinned a strand of loose hair behind his ear, and the warm autumn sun sprinkled in, which happened to shine on the tear mole at the end of his eyes, revealing a bit of charm in his agility.

It can only be said that God is still appreciative of food, and over the years, she has been exposed to the wind and sun every day, and she has not lost the good foundation she has been pampered in the past.

The studio is not big, in order to save money, even the heating is not turned on, and the temperature inside is not much different from outside.

Mu Xi rubbed his frozen cheeks, pushed open the small door at the end of the corridor and walked inside.

In the humble scene, under the bright fill light, there are already models shooting.

Behind the camera sat a man in his thirties and forties, Erlang was holding a thermos cup on his legs, drinking without a sip, and there was a circle of casual staff standing around.

She squeezed in, bent down slightly, and said respectfully: "Hello, is it Director Zhao?" ”

"You are?" The middle-aged man tilted his head and looked up and down habitually.