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But before Yang Tianxia could speak, the little assistant quickly waved his hand, "no, no, my cousin sent a lot of things to help me find the position of this assistant. If my cousin knows, he will kill me, no, No."

"Gu zhixia, she still receives gifts?" Yang Tianxia is about to laugh. He has to receive gifts as an assistant. Gu zhixia is poor. What is it like?

When the little assistant on one side heard Yang Tianxia's rhetorical question, his face immediately changed color.

"No, no, little sister Xia didn't." it seemed that she was frightened by what she had just said. Mei Mei shook her body gently and her voice was smaller.

"Sister Yang, I beg you not to say it, okay?"

If Yang Tianxia hadn't been very close to her, she could hardly hear her voice at all.

Seeing this, Yang Tianxia despised Mei to the extreme.

That's all the courage

"Well, if you help me get something, I may forget what happened just now..." she raised her chin and instructed Mei Mei.

"The marked script was left in the lounge. Go and get it for me."

Hearing the speech, Mei Mei's lovely little face showed a hesitation.

"Sister Yang, I have to wait for sister Xia here. Maybe..."

Her voice was small, with a trace of embarrassment in her tone, which seemed difficult to choose.

Unexpectedly, she would refuse. Yang Tianxia's face was ugly for a moment.

The voice was a little cold, and the tone sank. "Gu knows that Xia can't finish shooting at 1:30. You can get it for me first, or you'll delay the autumn dream play. Can you afford it? At that time, the director's anger is your problem."

She was completely bossy, with no gratitude or gratitude for asking for help.

Mei Mei's lovely little face turned white when she heard his words. Her black and white forehead and eyes suddenly widened. It seemed to be frightened.

The little hand tightened tightly. She quickly nodded and promised, "sister Yang, I'll get it right away. You sit here and have a rest."

Mei Mei's tone was a little anxious and seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem.

"Well." Yang Tianxia nodded, his face getting better.

She waved her hand a little impatiently and urged, "don't hurry."

Hearing the speech, Mei Mei quickly nodded and hurried to the direction of the lounge.

Yang Tianxia looked at the back of her hurried away and provoked a sarcastic smile on her lips, "stupid!"

After sitting for a while, she slowly got up and rushed to Meimei.

When she got to the lounge, she slowly pushed the door open.

Yang Tianxia frowned and asked in a deep voice, "what are you doing?"

The tone was a touch of severity and a trace of anger.

Mei Mei's little hand trembled and quickly stood up.

She turned to look at the approaching Yang Tianxia and whispered, "sister Yang, I can't find where the script you said is. Just think about it."

Shuimou was a little nervous. He seemed worried that Yang Tianxia didn't believe her.

Yang Tianxia laughed at her in his heart, but he still frowned, as if considering the authenticity of her words.

Mei Mei looked at Yang Tianxia's frown, and water vapor gradually appeared in her eyes.

"Sister Yang, I really want to find a script."

Sof thet sound of the Sana'a has brought a touch of the crying.

"Well, well, I know." Yang Tianxia didn't expect that she was so frightened. She cried at once and frowned impatiently to understand.

"Go and see if there is any in the drawer over there." Yang Tianxia's tone was extremely impatient, and her eyes were full of irritability.

His sight crossed the table on one side. Yang Tianxia raised his chin and motioned.

A faint anxiety appeared on Mei Mei's face. It seemed that she was really anxious to find the script.

She sniffed and tried to hold down the tears in her eyes. He went to the drawer indicated by Yang Tianxia and took a look.

Her black and white eyes brightened slightly, and a touch of joy was on her lovely little face.

"Sister Yang, really."

Mei Mei gets the script and turns around with a smiling face to tell Yang Tianxia.

As a result, as soon as she turned around, she felt her body hit a person, and then a painful sound sounded, "hiss!"

Yang Tianxia covered his bumped chin and kept pumping air.

His chin was red and his face was a little pale.

"Pa!"

Then, the next second, a crisp China fell on the floor and broke.

The crisp sound accompanied by the sound of air extraction lingered in the room throughout the year.

Mei Mei was startled. The script in her hand fell to the ground and the whole person was stunned.

After a long time, she regained her consciousness. Oh, there was a touch of panic on her face. Holding Yang Tianxia, who was holding his chin, asked anxiously, "sister Yang, I'm sorry, are you okay? Do you want to see a doctor?"

Hurriedly raised her hand to check the injury on her chin, but the little hand accidentally touched the red and swollen place.

As soon as Yang Tianxia's chin tightened, he only felt that the wound on his chin hurt more and his face twisted for a while.

Mei Mei saw the ferocious look on her face and was scared to step back. She stammered, "Yang, sister Yang."

"Don't you have eyes!" Yang Tianxia's chin soared fiercely. He didn't leave a face for Mei Mei, and the break was a burst of scolding.

She raised her hand to get rid of Mei Mei's little hand to check the injury.

Mei Mei stumbled a few steps by her spare action and almost fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, sister Yang." Mei Mei's eyes filled with fear and kept apologizing.

Her red lips were tightly pursed, and the look on her small face was slightly pale.

Yang Tianxia glared at Mei Mei fiercely, and his eyes were fierce and wanted to kill.

She did it on purpose. She thought a little girl could have much strength, but she didn't expect it to be so strong.

She touched her aching chin with a touch of hatred.

If it hadn't been for business, she would have wanted to clean her up on the spot.

"This cup..." his eyes fell on the broken porcelain cup on the ground. Yang Tianxia's face changed slightly and seemed to be frightened.

Mei Mei looked down at the floor and found that the cup fell to the ground.

Realizing that Yang Tianxia's face was wrong, her whole face turned a little white.

"Sister Yang, this cup is..."

Staring at Yang Tianxia, her eyes were full of tension.

"This is Qiumeng's favorite cup. You broke it!" Yang Tianxia looked at her frightened little face and raised an imperceptible smile on her lips. It was only a moment and soon converged.

She frowned and stared at the pieces on the ground, as if thinking about what to do.

It was Lu Qiumeng's favorite. Mei Mei's little face was a little whiter.