Billionair Husband Doted On His Substitute Wife

Gu Yejin returned to the presidential suite, pulled off his tie from his neck and threw it on the big bed. He took out his mobile phone and opened wechat.

Sure enough, the wechat was empty, and she didn't send him any more messages.

Gu Yejin hooked a thin lip, is really a heartless Little Wang eight lambs.

The slender finger moved and he sent a message.

At this time, ye Linggang communicated with the director Wang ran about the first audition tomorrow. Wang Ran closed the script and said, "very good Ye Ling, keep your present state. Go back and have a rest. You need to wear cheongsam for tomorrow's audition."

"Don't worry, director Wang. This is the first appearance of our Lingling's cheongsam style. Tomorrow's first audition will let you feel a wave of beautiful and critical attacks from my family's Lingling. By then, the publicity expenses of" Floating Life "can be saved."

Anson, the female No. 1, is a charming creature, and Ye Ling's beauty can live completely. There is no doubt about this.

Wang Ran compared with a OK, flower sister leaves with Ye Ling.

On the way back to my room, I just passed the fitting room. Sister Hua said, "Lingling, look, these are the cheongsam tailored for you."

Ye Ling lifted her eyes and took a look, "it's very beautiful."

Elder sister Hua looked at Ye Ling's protruding body and whispered in a mysterious voice, "Lingling, do you want to ask Mr. Gu to come to see you for an audition tomorrow?"

It seems that Gu Yejin hasn't seen Ye Ling wearing cheongsam.

Ye Ling puts on a cheongsam and doesn't know what kind of man he wants to become, especially a bad man like Gu Yejin.

Ye Ling looked at sister Hua, "sister Hua, you don't learn well. You even encourage me to hook. The Lord of gold. "

Sister Hua was in a hurry. She looked at Chen Yuanyuan's whine and whine and became angry. "The female artists I've taken, even if they're hooked. The Lord of gold can't lose. Lingling, do you want to hook it. "Lead

Ye Ling refused, "No

Sister Hua "..."

at this time, "Ding", Ye Ling's wechat rings, and sister Hua winks happily, "is it from President Gu?"

Ye Ling took a look. It was indeed Gu Yejin who sent it. His hair was very simple, just a few words --- why?

The tone of laziness and madness.

Ye Ling nodded, "well, it's him."

The flower elder sister immediately attentively brushed the room card, pushed the leaf Ling in, "then you accompany the general manager Gu to have a good chat."

Ye Ling, "sister Hua, I reasonably doubt whether Mr. Gu is the Lord of gold of Chen Yuanyuan or that of you?"

"Lord gold, don't be kidding!

She closed the door to the room.

Ye Ling walked in. She took off her shoes and stepped on the soft woolen carpet with bare feet, and her combed feather fell down. She wrote back two words of special slag girl -- what's wrong?

Gu Yejin, who is thousands of miles away, is still standing in front of the French window, waiting for Ye Ling's reply.

So, he waited for these two words --- what's the matter?

Obviously, they are very simple words, but Gu Yejin read these two words back and forth several times. After a few seconds, he slipped his throat carelessly, overflowing with a low and provocative laugh, "Oh."

He was so angry.

The tip of his tongue touched his beautiful right cheek, and he replied - now he is so impatient with me that he doesn't even want to be perfunctory? Why don't you do that? I'll ask people to suspend the shooting of "Floating Life".

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