After wearing the book, I became popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 830 Chapter 830: Aliens are coming to take her away

Pei Qina held Chuyao's hand, and said earnestly, "Sister Yao, can you tell me the specific situation? Maybe I can be a middleman..."

"Ah?" Chu Yao looked blank, "There was no quarrel."

She found that Page's brain circuit was quite similar to Dora's.

One misunderstood that she was arguing with Jiang Shuwang, and the other misunderstood that she was arguing with Bo Nanxian.

Wait a moment.

Chu Yao suddenly discovered something.

Could it be that in their eyes, she is a person who likes to quarrel?

"No quarrel?" Pei Qina was surprised, "Then sister Yao, why didn't you go to the set, and just said that you would ask sister Shu Wang to come with you next time, and you didn't say anything?"

Chu Yao looked up at her, pursed her lips, and asked softly, "Peppa, do you want to hear the truth?"

"I think." The little girl nodded vigorously.

Chu Yao sighed: "We are not from the same world."

Pei Qina blinked her eyes, thought about this sentence carefully, and suddenly looked terrified: "Sister Yao... don't you want to be friends with me?"

"Of course not." Chu Yao did not make it clear just now, "I mean, my soul is from another world."

Pei Qina tilted her head and looked at her for a while, Xiao Lu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Sister Yao, have you accepted a new script?"

Chu Yao: "..."

She sighed in her heart and said with a smile, "I haven't answered yet."

"Is it a fantasy drama?" Pei Qina discussed with her, "I quite like watching this kind of drama!"

Chu Yao pondered and said: "It shouldn't be counted. It's transmigrating a book. The heroine's soul is transmigrated into a book and becomes the female supporting role in it."

Pei Qina seemed very interested: "What kind of role is the female supporting role in?"

Chu Yao: "Female stars, no works, no fans, only a bunch of black fans, parents do not love mother or mother."

After hearing this detailed introduction, Pei Qina fell silent.

After a while, after the waiter served a plate of fried cauliflower, she said heavily, "Sister Yao, did President Bo write this drama for you?"

Chu Yao smiled, didn't answer, and handed a pair of chopsticks to her, "Appreciate the delicious food first."

They were appreciating delicious food here, and Bo Nanxian also drank coffee in Zhou Run's office.

"Mr. Bo, what kind of wind is blowing today?" Zhou Yirun sat down on the sofa opposite him, with a hint of ridicule in his words.

Bo Nanxian was leaning lazily on the sofa, holding a cup of coffee in his bony hand, his eyes were expressionless and indifferent.

"You'll know when you go out." He said lightly.

Zhou Yirun raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Forget it, I'm afraid of the cold."

Bo Nanxian took a sip of his coffee with downcast eyes, and was silent for a moment before speaking: "I'm a little worried."

"Tell me?" said Zhou Run.

"I can't tell."

"Okay, then tell me what you're worried about."

"I'm worried about not having a wife."

Just as Zhou Yirun was about to put the coffee back on the table, when he heard these words, he shook his hand, and the coffee swirled in the cup, spilling some of it to his mouth.

Bo Nanxian gave him a slanted look, took out two tissues and handed them over, "You only have this mentality?"

Zhou Yirun wiped off the coffee in his hands, and smiled angrily: "Is this what you are good for? We are a suave, handsome and talented Boss, and we are still worried about not having a wife?"

"No way." Bo Nanxian frowned, and took a sip of coffee, as if drinking it like wine.

Zhou Run: "Is your throat familiar?"

Bo Nanxian: "..."

Coffee does burn my throat.

"Be more confident." Zhou Yirun comforted him, "Chu Yao is not the kind of person who will never give up."

Bo Nanxian: "..."

Zhou Yirun: "Or is there something wrong with your relationship?"

But he recalled Chuyao's birthday party a few days ago, they were still very affectionate.

Bo Nanxian raised his hand and rubbed his temples, "So I can't tell."

"What do you need brother to do for you?" Zhou Run looked at him seriously.

"You can't help." Bo Nanxian said flatly.

"Okay." Zhou Yirun asked him in a different way, "Then why did you come to see me?"

Bo Nanxian's Wechat rang, and while he unlocked it to check, he explained: "Chuyao is eating across the way, so I'll send her over."

Zhou Run: "...and then?"

"Sit for a while." Bo Nanxian typed with downcast eyes, "Wait for her to come home."

Zhou Run: "..."

Why didn't he know that Bo Nanxian was so coquettish when he talked about love?
"Am I resting here?" he asked.

Bo Nanxian had no psychological burden, "Almost."

Zhou Yirun laughed angrily, "If you weren't Yujiang's younger brother, I'd send the security guard over to see you off right now."

The voice fell, and the office fell into an eerie silence.

The smile on Zhou Run's face froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bo Nanxian also probably realized something, and stared down at the woman's bright and charming smiling face on the screen, without responding.

He switched the voice sent by Chuyao to the external playback mode——

"Xiao Bo, the fried food is fragrant and spicy, delicious~"

Bo Nanxian hooked his lips, and the stiff atmosphere was relieved.

Zhou Yirun returned to normal, and said with a light smile, "Could it be that your proposal failed?"

"Successful." Bo Nanxian sent back a message to Chuyao, looked up at Zhou Yirun, "I've already chosen the venue for the wedding."

"Where?" Zhou Run raised his eyebrows.

Bo Nanxian tapped on the phone and handed the screen to him.

Zhou Yirun saw the above design clearly, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching, "Have a wedding in Ultraman Castle?"

He nodded again, with an expression of sudden understanding, "Are you worried about not having a wife?"

Bo Nanxian smiled: "You don't understand, this is my wife's favorite style."

Zhou Yirun didn't quite believe it, "Is there a possibility that Chu Yao just mentioned it casually, but you took it seriously?"

"There is no such possibility." Bo Nanxian was very sure.

His wife, a female star in the entertainment industry, has a ceiling of beauty, a woman who loves pink, and the sports socks are printed with Ultraman.

Zhou Yirun gave him a "take care" look.

Although the brother's main purpose was not to find him, but it was rare for someone to come, so he put down his work and drank a few cups of coffee with him.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but Zhou Yirun always felt that Bo Nanxian was a little anxious today.

Proposed successfully, but worried about not having a wife?

Zhou Run couldn't understand, so he couldn't help asking again: "Are you in a bad mood?"

"It's kind of bad." Bo Nanxian kept trying to divert his attention, but his mind was full of thoughts that Chu Yao might leave, which made him feel irritable and uneasy.

He turned off the phone and threw it aside, leaned his head back, and rested his pillow on the edge of the sofa, with his arms crossed in front of his forehead, and there was suppressed pain in his low voice: "Aliens are coming to take her away."

He couldn't explain the system to Zhou Run, and it was the easiest way to replace it with aliens.

Zhou Run: "???"

He looked at the man exuding depression all over his body with a dazed expression.

(End of this chapter)