Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

After seeing what Yan Sihan did, he Yizhi's expression suddenly cracked into pieces.

He thought Yan Sihan was going to investigate Berman's affairs!

He Yizhi felt that his little heart was about to collapse.

As soon as his body was soft, he breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as one breath fell, Yan Sihan's next sentence hung his heart again.

He Yizhi successfully experienced the feeling of rising from hell to heaven and then falling from heaven to hell.

"What's the matter with Berman?"

"Ah? Berman? What's wrong with her?" he Yizhi tried to pretend to be a fool.

Thought it was okay!

He Yizhi feels that his heart has been damaged and is not far from a heart attack.

"Don't you know?" Yan Sihan held the water cup, his eyes flashed over him, and his tone was faint.

That tone made the sweat on he Yizhi's forehead slip instantly, "how do I know?"

Yan Sihan's deep eyes stared at him, and his dark eyes were like a net.

Although he didn't say a word, he Yizhi felt the crazy and raging pressure in the space.

He Yizhi has difficulty breathing for a while.

Finally, he Yizhi surrendered, "I know..."

"Don't you know?" Yan Si's cold and deep eyes were stained with a little cold.

He Yi touched the tip of his nose, "just remembered."

Yan Sihan did not expose his clumsy lies.

He only focused on what he wanted to ask, "make it clear."

"The thing is like this... When I went downstairs, I met Berman. She wanted to see you, and then I stopped her." he Yizhi described the picture he saw at that time, "a beautiful woman is crying with pear flowers and rain. I'm worried that you can't worry. When I saw it, she was in a hurry to quarrel with the doctor."

"Key point." Yan Sihan's face sank, and his voice was mixed with impatience.

The cold voice showed his unhappy mood at the moment.

"Well, in fact, I don't think Berman is worried about you, but that you are getting cold and can't climb up, so I'm going to borrow your last use value and step on you to a higher level."

What infatuation is an illusion.

The main purpose is to take advantage of the opportunity to attract more attention.

He Yizhi doesn't understand what women's brain circuits are like now.

One second before the death of love, the second after the cold to see people, turn your face every minute and don't recognize people.

He Yizhi looked at Yan Sihan.

He was surprised to see Yan Sihan's face.

Yan Sihan's face could not be described with ugly words.

If it weren't for Berman, Gu zhixia would come to see him tonight!

Yan sixhan was cold and didn't want money.

He looked at he Yizhi and said coldly, "you deal with this matter."

"Or me?" He Yi subconsciously wants to refuse.

To Yan Sihan's cold eyes, he counseled, "don't look at me! Can't I go?"

"You..." Yan Sihan simply explained a few words, but his voice was low and cold.

Originally he Yizhi was reluctant. As soon as Yan Sihan came up with a way, he had no opinion.

Let him figure it out for himself? The explosion of skull pain can't think of it.

After hearing Yan Sihan's words, he Yizhi was shocked, "are you sure? You're so cruel? I'm a charming beauty..."

Not at all?

"I seem to be joking?" Yan Sihan looked gloomy, obviously not worried to the extreme.

"Not like..." he Yizhi looked at Yan Sihan's face and shook his head slowly.

It's because you're not like him!

Do you understand!

Well, looking back, Yan Sihan really doesn't know how to cherish fragrance and jade.

It is estimated that only when treating Gu zhixia will there be four words of pity and cherish jade.

"I want to take pity on xiangxiyu and marry you back." Yan Sihan understood his meaning from his shocked eyes and opened his mouth coldly.

Smelling the speech, He Yi changed his face in a second. He didn't care about pity and sparing jade. "I think your idea is good. Just follow what you said."

Marry home? make fun of!

As for why Yan Sihan suddenly hit Berman so hard.

He Yi can probably guess if he wants Yan Sihan to explain.

When it comes to Gu zhixia, Yan Sihan has no calmness.

……

At ten pm.

Song Qing called to inquire about Gu zhixia's shooting today.

"Very good." Gu zhixia Qiang cheered up.

Despite the efforts to cover up, Song Qing still saw that Gu zhixia was in a bad mood at this time.

Song Qing thought Gu zhixia was tired of shooting recently, so he proposed, "zhixia, do you want to come out? I'll take you to KTV to relax. Your recent work schedule is relatively intensive. You're busy working and have no time to relax. Now it's not too late. You can go out and play for a while."

Gu zhixia didn't shoot tomorrow morning. It won't have any impact tonight.

"Sister Qing, I still..." Gu knew Xia was really not in the mood and planned to refuse.

"Everything emphasizes the combination of work and rest, and you can't be too tired." Song Qing continued his persuasion, "singing in KTV is also a kind of relaxation and vent."

Knowing that Song Qing was also worried about her, Gu zhixia thought about it and finally agreed, "OK, sister Qing, I'll see you at Yueming KTV later."

Singing can vent

Yueming KTV is a KTV close to Song Qing's family. It is one of the best KTVs with a large scale.

"OK, see you later."

Then Song Qing hung up.

Gu zhixia got up and patted his listless face. He pulled a coat and went outside.

When she arrived at Yueming KTV, Song Qing had already arrived. "Sorry, sister Qing, I've kept you waiting."

"I've just arrived, too." Song Qing looked at Gu zhixia, who was dressed casually, but shook her head. "You, don't you know that women should dress up before going out?"

Fortunately, Gu knows that Xia has a good foundation. Without makeup, he is also very beautiful and eye-catching.

"Sister Qing, didn't you say to relax? Relax as you please." Gu zhixia winked at Song Qing, "isn't it?"

"Yes! You're right." Song Qing smiled and felt relieved to see Gu zhixia's smile on her face.

Calling her out tonight was the right decision.

"Little sister Xia!" a clear and cheerful voice sounded, and Mei Mei trotted over from a distance.

Panting, she ran to them. She raised her smiling face, raised her little hand to Song Qing and said, "good evening, sister Qing."

"Good evening." Song Qing smiled, "let's go."

Song Qing had already booked a private room. When she went to the counter to get the number, the three met a familiar person.

The person coming up is the director of the bride of heaven.

Before, the director had revealed that he wanted to use Gu zhixia as the female owner, but in the later stage, because the producer changed his mind to Lu Qiumeng, the director felt sorry.

At this time, it was somewhat embarrassing to see Gu zhixia.

Song Qing saw that she was the director of the bride of heaven. Her face did not change, but her mood was slightly not worried.