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Chapter 58 I Don't Make Friends

Seeing that Daqiao was wiping away his sweat, Xiaocha took out a pack of handkerchiefs from her bag and pulled out one.

"Brother Daqiao, here you are."

Daqiao quickly took it, and said with a simple smile, "Hello, Xiaocha."

The weather was very hot, He Yu was reading a book at that time, he closed the book and sat there for a while, when he suddenly said that something was left on the set.

You don't even have to go to the set yourself.

He thought that He Yu had left something important there, so he became anxious.

On the set, He Yu was not in a hurry.

He didn't know what it was, so he searched for it for a while, but couldn't find He Yu's thing.

The two of them went back as they came here, which made him sweat.

Daqiao felt that his brother was getting more and more confused.

Xiaocha smiled back, glued the handkerchief paper bag, put it back, and inadvertently swept over the two people in front.

At some point, the umbrella that was originally in Zhong Wan's hand was held by He Yu.

The two stood under an umbrella, walking in unison.

The light and shadow of the scorching sun hit the two of them, and the height difference was just right, which was pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, Xiaocha suddenly felt that He Yu and Zhong Wan were a good match.

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The crew has a big night show tonight.

Zhong Wan was swatting mosquitoes aside, Fang Yuanjia had just approached when he smelled the strong smell of mosquito repellent water.

He was choked, slapped his nose with his hand, and looked at her with disgust: "Who are you going to poison to death?"

Zhong Wan was annoyed by the mosquito bite: "What are you doing?"

Fang Yuanjia held the script, pinched his nose, and said unhappily, "Let's go!"

After replaying the scene, the mosquitoes near Zhong Wan started buzzing again.

She sprayed mosquito repellant around the area again.

Fang Yuanjia gloated at the side: "It's too bad, the mosquitoes only bite you."

Zhong Wanbai glanced at him: "Even mosquitoes don't want to see you, it's so miserable."

Fang Yuanjia: "..."

I haven't seen you for a year, this man is good at speaking.

Fang Yuanjia: "With your vicious mouth, I'm afraid you don't have many friends."

Zhong Wan sneered: "I don't make friends, and I don't need friends."

Making friends with a group of paper people, is she out of her mind?
She will return to the real world sooner or later.

She continued: "You don't have any friends, do you? Why do you always come to my side? You are addicted to scolding."

Fang Yuanjia choked.

He seems to have no friends.

Fang Yuanjia stopped talking, thinking carefully why he always moved to Zhong Wan's side.

In terms of hate, Fang Yuanjia hates Gu Cizhou even more than Zhong Wan.

Using Zhong Wan as a gunman, when something happened and pushed her out, he left it clean and collected a good reputation.

On the other hand, Zhong Wan didn't say anything about being scolded, because of that incident, the resources were almost gone.

Zhong Wan did this for Gu Cizhou, Fang Yuanjia always thought that the two were in love.

As soon as it was photographed by the media, the whole network scolded Gu Cizhou's idol as disqualified.

But the two have never been photographed, and the secrecy measures are too good.

So when the crew approached him, he agreed without saying a word.

Filming is one aspect, and wanting to discover romance is another aspect.

Gu Cizhou played tricks on him back then, of course he wanted to reciprocate.

It's just that Zhong Wan is miserable again.

He should feel bad conscience, that's why he got close to Zhong Wan, right?
Later, Fang Yuanjia told Zhong Wan about this idea, and she laughed mercilessly: "Big words, do you still have a conscience?"

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Zhong Wan was happy and peaceful, and concentrated on dealing with the mosquitoes.

At this moment, she misses He Yu a little bit.

He Yu surrounded himself in a cold air, not even the mosquitoes dared to go over to join in the fun.

The last time she stood next to He Yu, there were indeed a lot fewer mosquitoes.

Alas, miss.

(End of this chapter)