Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

"Jiang...Jiang Yun?" As soon as the beauty opened her mouth, Wan Wan calmed down. She put down her right hand covering her eyes embarrassingly, and asked hesitantly.

"Hi, Wanwan." She finally kicked Jimo, stood up and greeted her.

"You live here?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yun was quite generous and natural, she agreed, and tightened the towel again, "I live upstairs, the largest and most beautiful room, do you want to visit it. Oh, wait, sit down for a while, wait I'll go up and tidy up first."

After she finished speaking, she stepped on the stairs and went upstairs.

"Explain, handsome guy." Wanwan had no choice but to touch Jimo who sat down beside her with a handsome face.

"There's nothing to explain," Jimo said angrily, still full of depression that "my jade-faced little white dragon's beauty and beauty will be ruined here today", "Her mother didn't let her come back after the Spring Festival. , she wanted to come back, so her mother stopped her credit card. Then she moved into my house without saying hello, and even robbed my bedroom, huh..."

The more he talked, the more aggrieved he was, and he pretended to cry on her shoulder.

"It's all right." Wanwan had no choice but to pat him on the back to show comfort, "If it's really inconvenient, you can open a room for Jiang Yun in the nearby hotel."

"What's the inconvenience for her? Since she was three years old, she has always been against my family and refused to leave!" Jimo said bitterly.

It turned out that this was still a feud.

Then she can't control it anymore, she spread her arms and hands, expressing her renunciation of jurisdiction over this lawsuit that has lasted nearly 20 years.

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"Look, does this blue one look good? Or do you think yellow is better." Jiang Yun, like all the girls in the world, suffers from choice phobia when it comes to changing clothes. Lost a full bed, still haven't made a decision.

Wanwan looked at it carefully, "The blue one, this suits your skin, and goes well with that pair of shoes."

The room upstairs is really big, about 50 square meters, pure white furniture with bright chairs, very fashionable, and very girly, the original bathroom has been converted into a large cloakroom, Gu Wanwan looked around Interior, kind of funny, not sure what the house was like when Timo lived here.

"Wanwan, has that Miss Luwei appeared?" After changing her clothes, Jiang Yun came over in a sneaky manner.

Wanwan's eyes lit up, "I'm still drawing animations for Jiangling. I drew "Youth" last time. It's very beautiful! Her hair has grown too, so it's probably here." She compared her hands to her chest. location, "I suspect I met her live, but..." She frowned and tried to recall the scene at the entrance of the TV station that day, then shook her head, "It was too dark that day, and there were too many people, I don't know if it is She gave it to Jiangling. Oh, I remembered! She handed me the note pad. She was wearing a ginger-yellow Jiangling fans team uniform that day, and she stood in front of the team. Tea's where the tip of the tea leaves!"

"Wow!" Jiang Yun's spirit of gossip burned, and immediately asked the question that girls all over the world would ask, "Then does she look good?"

"I didn't pay attention, there were too many people at that time, crowded around, shouting 'Jiangling I love you!'" She smiled helplessly, "But I remember she was a very petite girl, shorter than me Looks like half a head, very thin..."

"Hey, girls! Do you want to see a fancy road?" The two were talking, and Jimo suddenly poked his head out from the door and said with a smile.