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Chapter 503 The actor is my brainless fan 39
Yan Ge laughed so hard that he wanted to refuse but also greeted, "It's too much trouble for you."

"No trouble."

Minghua lowered her eyes and smiled, walked in with her shoes on, and closed the door behind her.

"Just tell me what you need me to do for you."

Yan Ge pushed the suitcase aside, turned around and trotted towards the bathroom, fetched a basin of water, took a small rag and walked out, holding it up to Ming Hua's eyes.

"Wipe the furniture in the bedroom for me, and I won't bother you about the rest."

"it is good."

Ming Hua took the basin and rag and put them aside, then took off her coat and put it on a hanger.

Under the rolled-up shirt sleeves, a white arm was exposed.

Ming Hua looked at Yan Ge's deep eyes that were flickering, and said, "I promise to complete the task."

For the next two hours, the men and women teamed up to keep the room spotless.

Ming Hua also changed Yan Ge's bed sheet and quilt cover, lighted the aromatherapy to help sleep, and did a lot of work on the details.

"Then I'll go."

Ming Hua, who has hidden her achievements and fame, prepares to leave calmly.

"Wait." Yan Ge who dug out instant noodles from the kitchen called Ming Hua, "Have been busy for so long, let's have a late-night snack, you won't gain weight after a meal."

As soon as Ming Hua stopped walking, she retracted her fingertips on the doorknob a little, and then slowly put them down.

He turned around, his eyes lighted up, "Alright."

Two bowls of instant noodles filled with mist were brought to the table, and it was already around eleven o'clock in the night.

After Ming Hua ate a chopstick, she suddenly asked, "Did you write the talk show draft?"

"No." Yan Ge shook his head: "I plan to hold the draft at home tomorrow."

"Aren't you going to the company tomorrow?" Ming Hua asked.

Yan Ge rolled up instant noodles with chopsticks, blew a few times: "The company is not so busy recently, so it doesn't matter if I go or not."

Minghua's eyes darkened slightly, and she said casually, "If you're free during this time, can we go for a morning jog together?"

"Okay." Yan Ge smiled and rolled his eyes: "But you have to allow me to sleep late tomorrow, and go for a morning run with you the day after tomorrow."

"Okay." The faint light flickered from the bottom of Minghua's eyes, and the deep eyes were shining like stars, "You will knock on my door the day after tomorrow."

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In the past few days, Yan Ge didn't go to the company, but she knocked on the door of Ming Hua's house on time every morning. The two of them made an appointment to go for a morning jog, and then went to a breakfast shop for breakfast.

After that, I said a few words on WeChat, and there was no other special contact.

Until the day of Mingyue's birthday party.

Just as Yan Ge knocked on Ming Hua's door, he saw a man in sportswear, holding a mobile phone with a frown, leaning against the door frame, looking at her suspiciously.

Yan Ge was also puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Ming Hua took the mobile phone playing the video to Yan Ge's eyes.

In the video, she broke off the doorknob, kicked open the office door with a jio, and repaired the doorknob with her face covered in black clouds.

Yan Ge: "..."

Isn't this half a month ago?

How did the assistant send it out at the end of the month?
After the video was played, a black-and-white picture appeared accompanied by a mechanical female voice.

"May the chairman's foot kick away all the bad luck in the next month, bye."

Yan Ge: "..."

She said: "This is a video from half a month ago."

Minghua nodded, with a slightly serious expression: "I know. Did someone make you unhappy that day?"

Yan Ge's mouth twitched.

She was suffocated by her own stupidity.

"I made myself unhappy." Yan Ge scratched his neck in embarrassment.

Minghua: "..."

He stared at Yan Ge in a daze for a few seconds, then chuckled lightly, and murmured again when he stepped out the door: "It's so cute."

(End of this chapter)