The President's Favorite Stunning Beauty

Chapter 317 I'm looking for Aldrich! (1)
With infinite pampering and pampering, she shed tears even more unscrupulously in Wenren Yuxuan's arms.

"Actually, no matter what kind of sad posture you are in when I see you, I will feel the same distress."

Wenren Yuxuan bowed his head, his deep eyes with infinite pity fell on the little head in his arms where only the top of the jet black hair could be seen.

The vermilion lips trembled a few times, and the silent words rubbed between the lips and teeth.

With his warm and generous palms, he gently stroked her thin back as before.

Quietly comfort her and give her support.

Such a thoughtful gesture.

I just don't want to, when she was crying uncontrollably, she was still out of breath, choked and uncomfortable.

Although, he actually didn't want to see her crying like this at all.

However, he also knew in his heart that the depression in his little woman's heart needed to be vented after all.And tears are the best solution at this moment.

"Yu, in fact, I really, really don't want to hate him, because I don't want to love him anymore. After all, there is hatred because of love, but after today, I feel that I really hate him a little... "

"Yu, tell me, how can he be so shameless, shamelessly making me think his face is so ugly, is a simple misunderstanding just a reason to cover up his harm to mother?"

"Yu, I suddenly felt so stupid, so stupid, you must not know, when he apologized to me, I actually thought his apology was sincere, hehe, it's so funny, it turned out that it was just him It's just a means to my end."

"Yu, tell me, if there is true love between two people... no matter what, they will be reluctant to leave each other, right?!"

"Correct!"

In Wenren Yuxuan's arms, Xia Mu babbled about the bitterness that she didn't want to talk to Mu Yanfeng but couldn't control.

Wenren Yuxuan just listened silently without any interruption.

Until Xia Mu said the last sentence.

Only then did he echo softly and forcefully.

Because, he didn't care if the little woman in her arms said those words just to feel the relationship between Xia Ruyue and Mu Yanfeng, or if it was a little allusion to their relationship.

At least, he understands.

When his little woman doubted her feelings and lost her confidence.

He will never let go of any opportunity to show her love, give her support, and give her more security in love.

Because, to him, this is not a show, nor is it perfunctory.

Rather, all the time, when he was meeting her.

Just think and stick to the concept!
Xia Mu sat quietly in front of the computer desk, looking at the computer screen half a meter in front of him with eyes full of water, slowly changing from sky blue to black.

Then, a relieved smile unconsciously appeared on that beautiful little face.

There was also a brilliant diamond-like light in the glass-like pupils, which was dazzling.

The extremely delicate corners of the eyes and the brows were stretched wantonly, showing infinite satisfaction.

Then, she stood up from her seat softly and gracefully.

He leaned over, reached out, and touched the white mobile phone on the other side of the table.

With a light flick between the fingers, he found the number he wanted to dial.

"Ms. Xia, hello, can you call me for something?" As soon as the phone number was dialed, a slightly surprised female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Sister Luo, I've changed all the scripts of "The Wind and Rain", can you help me read it." Xia Mu chuckled lightly, her voice as calm as ever.

"Oh, my God, is that right, why are you so fast?" Luo Wen exclaimed with disbelief all over her face.

"Sister Luo, it's not too soon, it's been almost three months." Xia Mu explained a little funny when she heard Luo Wen's exaggerated voice on the phone.

The movement of holding the mobile phone to the ear with the small hand that is as white as jade does not change.

However, the clear gaze that was still on the log-colored tabletop has slowly moved out of the French window a few meters away.

Beside the transparent glass window, the beige curtains are being rattled by the wind from the window.

Sighing from the bottom of my heart, it's already the end of November, almost the beginning of December.

Winter is coming gradually, even if the temperature in city n is higher than other cities in country z.

However, winter is still much colder than other seasons.

A little relief appeared on the beautiful little face.

Fortunately, she finally finished the most important work before the coldest winter came.

"Hehe, that's right, if you don't tell me, I haven't noticed that it's been so long. No one from Huayi Performing Arts Company has called me to urge me to write, so I didn't urge you, but you are the number one. It only took less than three months to adapt the script for the first time, which is really not bad." Luo Wen's voice that seemed to be emotional and praised came from the other end.

"Well, I just changed it according to some experience that Sister Luo gave me last time, and some script materials I read, and I don't know how to change it."

For Luo Wen's straightforward praise, Xia Mu still felt a little embarrassed.

After all, it was the first time for her to turn a novel into a screenplay.

As for the completion of the script of "The Wind and Storm", she just read the book and read the materials by herself, and groped and wrote it according to her own heart.

She didn't ask any senior professional screenwriters for advice, and she didn't understand the sophistication of those professions.

And after the work of "The Wind and Storm" was completed, she looked at it herself and thought it was okay.However, after all, it was her first time working as a screenwriter, and she didn't know whether the finished product in her hand would pass the test of those professional screenwriters and directors with vicious eyes.

So, I was still a little apprehensive.

"Okay then, I'll call Huayi Company right away to see how they arrange it, whether they want you to communicate with the professional screenwriter they invited to discuss the script of "The Wind and Storm", or communicate with the director in person, and then give You contact, hehe, but don't worry, I still have confidence in you." Luo Wen heard Xia Mu say this, so she didn't understand that it was her fault of striving for perfection.

On the other end of the phone, her smile was even brighter on her ordinary-looking face.

The sigh in my heart became more profound.

She thought: No wonder this girl always amazes her and the world so much.

It turned out that only she knew that even that girl had reached an insurmountable position in the world literary world.

(End of this chapter)