Female supporting style is wrong

Chapter 129 White Moonlight Counterattack Manual (17)

Gu Yuncheng clearly knew that his heart was moving.

but……

Jige has a boyfriend.

Moreover, Li Li, whom Xia Ranran likes, is inextricably related to her.

He didn't want to get involved in the love affairs of wealthy families, so after thinking about it, Gu Yuncheng decided to distance himself from Ji Ge.

Wait for this feeling to fade naturally.

Therefore, Ji Ge found out in a daze that Gu Yuncheng often avoided himself recently.

Often, as soon as she appeared, Gu Yuncheng left on the back foot.

Someone in the production crew is already spreading rumors that Ji Ge's confession failed, that's why Gu Yuncheng avoided her.

But Ji Ge didn't think so much about so many things.

A month later, "Huang Mou" was officially completed.

Ji Ge called Li Sheng, and soon made a date to go to the orphanage.

The orphanage has been established for decades, and the walls are yellow, like an old photo that is slowly getting old, with obvious vicissitudes and age.

Because it is located in the suburbs and the scale is small, the orphanage is not well-known. Few people make donations to support it. It is often beyond the means, and the children inside are not well-off.

That's why the original owner stepped into the turbid entertainment circle without hesitation, gritted his teeth and insisted on filming.

Fortunately, she was lucky, her first film became a hit, and she won the Best Actress Award, becoming famous for a while.

I don't know if it's lucky or unfortunate.

Grandma Zhang, the director of the orphanage, sat in the yard and waited patiently for Jige.

"Dean." Ji Ge wore a mint green dress today, the length was just knee-length, revealing a pair of thin and long legs.

The fluffy and soft black hair was loosely tied behind her head, revealing a slender swan neck. Her complexion was very fair, bright and bright, but also revealing a bit of freshness and tenderness.

"Hey, Fu Fu," the dean greeted him, narrowing his eyes with a smile: "Come in and sit down."

Ji Ge didn't bring an assistant with her today, and the driver also went back. The girl put down the things in her hand one by one, and a thin mark was drawn on the palm of her hand.

Grandma Zhang was a little distressed, and said angrily: "You child, you bring so many things every time you come."

Ji Ge smiled awkwardly and didn't speak.

Grandma Zhang looked at the girl sitting upright, imperceptibly restrained, sighed softly, and said softly: "Mr. Li has told us about the specific situation. Even if Fu Fu has no memory, he is still a child brought up by me. .”

The girl bit her lip, tears streaming down her face.

The discomfort and sourness in Ji Ge's heart came from the remnants of the original owner's consciousness.

She hated the sanctimonious Li Li and Li Sheng to the core, and before she died, she had no nostalgia for them, and she even felt a little bit relieved.

The only regret is, what about the orphanage? !

She is dead, who can protect the orphanage.

"Okay." After Ji Ge cried for more than ten minutes, Grandma Zhang was afraid that her voice would become hoarse from crying, so she comforted her, "Don't cry, it's good to be alive."

Ji Ge held a glass of warm water, and while drinking in small sips, chatted with Grandma Zhang about what had happened in the orphanage in the past few years.

The mild sunlight falls on the ground through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and is cut into fragmented light and shadow.

Grandma Zhang slapped her head, and said with a smile: "It's easy to forget things when you get old, but Mingyue is always thinking about you."

Ji Ge looked confused, and Grandma Zhang explained when she saw this: "Mingyue is the younger sister you brought up since childhood. In the past few years, she has been in college and has been busy with work-study programs. She has no time to come back even during the winter and summer vacations."

As she spoke, Grandma Zhang began to mutter again: "Mingyue is too stubborn, she puts money into the account of the orphanage every year, how much money does she have as a young girl who is only 20 years old."

　Second watch, the rest will still be posted at night.

　　At most three days to complete this plane.

　　There are so many genres that I want to write, Western fantasy, fantasy, self-cultivation female statue...

　　It's just that the author's code words are too slow (ω)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)