Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

"Thank you, brother Ming." she called him when she was a child.

Brother Ming... His heart is heavy and sour, but it is also a feeling. He can be her brother Ming. It's worth it.

In this world, everything doesn't have returns and results. As long as you look at her, you can get happiness. It's a kind of happiness for him, isn't it?

All he wanted over the years was to make her happy? Just now, what makes her happy is another man.

"Your empress told me to read the information. It's very good. I should get good feedback from the audience. Are you going to continue to be a screenwriter after you get married?" he cut off the topic.

"Well," she replied, "I'm not going to give up my screenwriting job. This is what I intend to do all my life. It's just that I may settle down in Luocheng in the future."

"Then I will look forward to your next play." Han Zixi smiled slowly.

In the future, he will watch every play she writes, and watch her grow up slowly from a small screenwriter. He can feel her talent.

Maybe in a few years, she will show her head in this line, win a lot of honors and write a well-known play.

And he looks forward to

At least she and he are still in the same circle. At least he can feel every work of her and the story she wants to express

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After leaving the film exhibition this afternoon, Qin Sitong went to the small apartment. This is where Yuanyuan lived. Her luggage has been moved these days. The reason why she came here again is to clean here and return the key to her uncle.

Qin Sitong took a rag, wiped all the furniture, tables and chairs in the room, cleaned some corners of the kitchen and some dirt, then swept the floor with a broom, and finally dragged the mop twice.

This small apartment makes her feel very warm. Many things have happened in this apartment. Even uncle Han zixie and Jisheng had dinner and played mahjong here at that time. Thinking about these things that had happened in this apartment, Qin Sitong couldn't help smiling.

Maybe it's because Yuanyuan used to live in this apartment, so inexplicably, she always has a sense of intimacy. The woman loved by her father and uncle makes her curious and regretful.

I hope Yuanyuan is really missing, not dead. I hope Yuanyuan and his uncle will solve the misunderstanding one day.

When the house was almost cleaned, Qin Sitong received a call from Jun Jisheng and asked her where she was.

"I've cleaned this side of the small apartment. I've almost cleaned it," she said.

"Then I'll pick you up," he said.

"Good." Qin Si Tong answered.

After about half an hour, Jun Jisheng came to the small apartment. Qin Si Tong said with a smile, "OK, just two bags of garbage. I can take it down and pour it out and go."

"I'll come, you lock the door." Jun Jisheng said. He had already bent down and picked up the two bags of garbage leaning against the corner of the wall.

Looking at him in the president's suit, but carrying two bags of garbage, Qin Sitong felt that it was also very close to the people.

She picked up the key, walked out of the apartment with Jun Jisheng, looked around the apartment that had been cleaned by her, closed the door, locked it and left.