Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 467 what you say is what

She looked at him quietly, "Seinfeld, I've said it many times, if these two words don't exist between us."

"Now there is only reality between us. No matter what the reason, we are separated. This is the fact."

With sad eyes flashing, Seinfeld lowered his head.

After a long while, he said in a sad tone of despair, "I'm sorry."

Shu Nianchen clenched his fists, "I've said it all, no one is sorry for this matter! Seinfeld, why don't you just forget about me and start a new life?"

"I can't let go, Nianchen. I haven't been able to let you go since I came back to Changzhou City." Seinfeld took a long breath, "I promise you, this is the last time I will disturb you, and I will keep silent in the future. Behind you, as long as I look at you well, I will be satisfied."

Shu Nianchen shook his head, not wanting to entangle with him anymore.

Indifferently, "It's up to you."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

She persuaded him so many times, but he still didn't listen, so she didn't have the energy to go on.

Besides, there are more important things waiting for her now.

……

Shu Nianchen entered the company with a bleeding forehead, and the return rate is absolutely [-]%.

When I entered the studio, I even surprised the staff inside.

"Xiao Shu, are you okay?"

"Hurry up, bring the first aid kit!"

Seeing that everyone was so concerned about him, Shu Nianchen twitched the corners of his mouth, "I'm sorry, I accidentally fell on the way here, so I'm late."

"Are you sure it's a wrestling problem?"

"I'm fine, just a little blood."

The director couldn't stand it anymore, "Xiao Shu, there are not many things to do today, you should go to the wound immediately, and I will contact you later if I have something to do."

"But……"

"You go back first, you will affect the shooting mentality of other guests here."

Anyone who sees Shu Nianchen sitting there with blood on his forehead will be quite frightened.

Shu Nianchen covered his head in frustration, "I'm sorry everyone, I'm going back first."

"Be careful on the road!"

"Ok."

The make-up artist gave her a brief treatment of the wound, applied a lotion and put gauze on it, and then let her leave with peace of mind.

Shu Nianchen took the elevator down, took out his mobile phone and wanted to contact the driver, when a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"I'll take you back."

The familiar voice and familiar words made Shu Nianchen turn around hastily in fright.

Gu Zimo looked at her bewildered face, then at the gauze on her forehead, and there was still blood stains between her brows, which made him frown even more deeply.

"No need for Editor Gu, I can..."

"Okay, let's fall again on the way back, and you can just stop working."

Unable to explain, Gu Zishen grabbed Shu Nianchen's arm, turned around and took the elevator to the parking lot.

Needless to say, Shu Nianchen gradually began to feel dizzy.

Gu Zimo observed her, "Dizzy? Nausea?"

"A little dizzy, but I don't feel like vomiting."

"Go for an examination, I guess I have a concussion." Gu Zishen's peachy eyes were filled with a smile, "It's the first time I saw someone who threw himself into a concussion."

Shu Nianchen retorted angrily, "You only care about fashion trends and don't care about social hotspots. There are so many people in this world, and they can fall into anything."

"Okay, for the sake of you being a patient, you can do what you say."

Gu Zishen took the key and rang the car. After one night, Shu Nianchen still got into this flamboyant Porsche.

(End of this chapter)