Chief husband, strong love!

The man in the middle of the office looked away from the screen and waited quietly for him to continue.

Yu Qinghe looked a little subtle. "The situation of this play is somewhat special. Young master, please calm down after listening."

"I'm not calm?" Yesheng Ting's face sank instantly.

The implication is that the hero has anything to do with her?

"The third young master started the company with a low profile and invested in the play because he didn't give up and wanted to be addicted to tricks."

Night Sheng Ting's eyebrows suddenly tightened, "do you want to tell me that the hero is him?"

"The third young master has always been interested in this. You know, I didn't expect that he wanted to cut first and then play." Yu Qinghe looked at his changed expression and finally clenched his teeth, "if you can't accept it, I can find a way to get the third young master removed from his own play!"

I'm sorry for the third young master. I probably don't agree with the young lady.

Because I wanted to see the gossip about the young lady's proposal, I was sent out by the young master. I didn't even see the fashion show.

Now I've just come back. I've been preparing for my debut for so long. As a result, I met Mrs. Shao to audition for the heroine.

The silence of yeshengting made Yu Qinghe very upset.

San Shao is miserable enough. He can't bear to tell Da Shao. He's still asking about Mrs. Shao's information

Do you still need to check other people's ancestors for eight generations to set a heroine?

Yu Qing and his eyes turned and felt that he was really stupid. "In fact, the third young master can not be removed and let them refuse Mrs. Shao. I believe that with Mrs. Shao's talent, he will get other roles."

On Yesheng's long finger, the black pen was slowly put down.

His mind flashed over the way she had carefully read the script in the car, and her delicate voice begged him under him last night

The man's thin lips were dry, and his slightly closed eyes went deep.

"No need." His clear voice finally sounded low, "they want, don't want, don't need intervention."

Yu Qinghe felt that his attitude was more ambiguous. "Then... Can he play over there, the third young master?"

"Whatever he wants." Yeshengting has picked up his pen again, and his handsome face is still indifferent. "It's not him, it's someone else. Just control the script, and send someone to watch the shooting scene, so we can't have the slightest scandal."

Yu Qinghe: "

Did you agree?

"I can check at any time."

Yu Qinghe was stunned, "I see..."

I don't think he has a very reasonable reason to visit class

But whose class is this?

Yu Qinghe didn't understand the brain circuit of yeshengting until he went out.

If you're really afraid that gossip will make the old man look bad, you should let one of them out.

He clearly means that the third young master has better control than other unknown people

At least three young masters know better than anyone that they can't mess around.

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Shen Enron walks in the hospital corridor and finds song Zicheng's ward number.

She saw song Zicheng's message last night after she went out. She came as soon as the audition was over.

I'm not as good at breaking my hand. It's also fun to threaten her.

She didn't want to see him at all if she wasn't worried that he would make things big and cause ye Shengting's unhappiness.

"... this is the soup I cooked myself. Zicheng, let me feed you."

Shen Enron walked to the door and was hearing Shen Anja's voice.

She smiled softly and stood at the door, suddenly knocking on the door twice.

Song Zicheng immediately pushed away Shen Anja, who was delivering the soup bowl, raised it, looked up at Shen Enron's eyes, and hooked his lips, "you're finally willing to come."