The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 1174 Ye Qingyu

Chu Yan did not return to Shen Pianjue, but only said to his sister,
"Chuyang, you go to play with her first, and my brother will come to pick you up later when he's done working, you have to remember to answer the phone."

Miss Shen quietly rolled her eyes, and quickly dragged the girl into the car.

"Let's go shopping first and then go to the amusement park!"

The girl's flying tail sound and Chu Yang's raised hair tail disappeared behind the car door together, and then the nanny car left the shooting base suddenly.

Chu Yan stood where he was, looked at the moving car shadow for a while, and smiled slowly until it disappeared.

For the first time, there was such a pure smile on the elegant and graceful eyebrows, and the gorgeous tone blended into the wind, and was quickly swept away.

The man turned around and walked back into the set. Director Ye had just ordered his assistants to pack up the props, then turned and walked out.

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flower shop?

Chu Yan was still a little dazed when he looked out from the car window.

"Is that beauty sick?"

"Do not,"

Ye Danggui got off the car in front of him with a flat voice,

"She's dead."

Chu Yan: ...

As if suddenly remembering something, the man paused for a moment with a smile that was always present at the corners of his eyes and brows, and he lowered his eyes and got out of the car.

This flower shop is not too big, but it has all the varieties that should be there.

Wearing sunglasses and putting one hand in his pocket, Chu Yan strolled around for a while, and saw a bouquet of roses.

He picked up the bouquet, turned around and asked Angelica Ye, who was also picking out the bouquet beside him,
"how about this?"

Dao Ye gave him a cold look, the fiery red rose reflected on Chu Yan's cheeks, and reflected the thin lips that were naturally turned up that day, making him even more affectionate and charming.

Ye Danggui looked at the warm colors and asked indifferently,
"Do you love her?"

Chu Yan shrugged his shoulders,

"of course not."

"Then don't insult her."

The man put down the bouquet of roses with regret, and turned to pick other bouquets.

After being rejected three or four times, he picked out a decent bunch of perfumed lilies.

This time Ye Danggui finally nodded.

Then the two got into the car again.
The black car galloped all the way, and after an hour, it finally slowly entered a cemetery area along the winding mountain road in the suburbs.

It was already afternoon, and the sky was glowing with sunset glow.

Those cold stone monuments lined up are dyed with a thin layer of warm light, reflecting the planted trees, but they look even more silent.

Two figures walked slowly on the bluestone road.

Chu Yan followed Ye Danggui, and the setting sun passed over his sleek side face and the big bunch of lilies in his arms, and his originally romantic face seemed calmer.

Ye Danggui stopped in front of a certain tombstone, and Chu Yan also stopped.

He looked towards the tombstone, and what caught his eyes was a bright smiling face, a very young girl with long hair and big eyes. When she smiled, the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing her white and neat teeth.

It is clearly the appearance of youth.

Chu Yan moved his eyes down, and lightly scanned the big characters "Ye Qingyu's Tomb" on the black stone tablet. He lowered his eyes and stepped forward to place the bouquet in his hand in front of the tombstone.

There is already a bouquet of flowers here, which are warm and warm sunflowers, and the flower plate is even stained with dew. It looks like the flower-giver has just left.

"You know that when I first met you in New York, I really wanted to kill you or simply tell Su Cheng about you."

Ye Danggui looked at the photo on the tombstone and said slowly,

"But when I think about it later, with my sister's dead temper, she will definitely not be willing to let you die."

Chu Yan stood aside with his pockets in his pocket, looked at the girl on the tombstone and smiled slightly,
"Have you heard Qingyu? I want to thank you."

(End of this chapter)