Helping His Ex-wife To Take Off Her Orders Every Day

No?

Yao Xiangyi walked towards the crowd, taking a step at a time, like a kind of temptation before attacking.

Everyone felt that she was like a wolf, grinding her claws, preparing for a pounce, gnawing them so that there was no bones left.

Yao Xiangyi clicked to the end, and his gaze flicked across their solemn faces, and said slowly: "Miss Bai hasn't left yet, simply invite her back to recognize them one by one."

Everyone said: "Mr. Yao, how dare we lie to you, besides, Tianji Film and Television has no friendship with us, and we have no reason to shield them."

"That's right." Yao Xiangyi answered slowly with his hands behind his waist.

She was gentle, without any aggressive anger, but her arrogance in her bones could not be stopped or stopped.

Those who are familiar with her are not surprised, knowing that her heart is the softest.

For example, Chi Guyuan, who has been blocking her all day long, always annoys her without knowing how high the sky is. She still takes good care of Chi Guyuan.

But this kind of soft-heartedness and love is not something everyone can have. For some irrelevant people, her heart is harder than a stone.

"Then I have to wrong everyone and stay here for a while," she said frankly, "I'm looking for someone, and wait for me to find her..."

Yao Xiangyi wanted to say something but stopped, and the corners of his mouth made a strange arc.

The surroundings fell into deathly quiet.

As a result, Jimei has created an infinite space of random thoughts, and the fantasy pictures are full of violence and blood, for fear that Yao Xiang Yining will hurt the killer.

Yao Xiangyi lifted his chin to Chi Guyuan and said, "Call someone in and search inside and out."

Chi Guyuan hurriedly opened the door and went out again, followed by four or five waiters behind her.

The bedroom was not big, and the waiter scurried back and forth from side to side. They searched very carefully. They searched under the bed three times in turn.

Not a suspicious person.

Qiu Qingshi was not idle on the balcony, turned on the "flashlight" of the mobile phone, looking for clues inch by inch, coffee table, single sofa, green dill...

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

She knelt on her knees, bent over to hold this pot of luxuriant green dill, and carefully reached out her hand to reach in, the thick green leaves rustled by her fiddle.

Going to the bottom, I found something tough.

Qiu Qing raised his eyebrows, and then twisted out a small bag: "Ba Ba, you come soon."

Yao Xiangyi had a foreboding that she must have discovered something, and hurriedly walked over to see that she took out a black mirrorless camera from Luluo, puffed up her face, and blew the mud on her head.

Qiu Qing Shi pointed to the green dill, and then to the bed in the bedroom: "The curtains are not fully drawn, and the camera uses the gap between the curtains to face your bed."

At the end, her breath was slightly unstable.

She often dealt with paparazzi, and encountered the most excessive candid photos, but she was lurking in the corridor of the hotel to guard her, and there was never an example of breaking into her room.

Yao Xiangyi is really miserable, the camera is directly facing the bed, too awkward! !

Yao Xiangyi helped her stand, and said to himself: "No wonder the sliding door is ajar. It must be the man who has a guilty conscience and walked too quickly without taking care of it."

Qiu Qingshi exudes air-conditioning, operating the mirrorless camera, watching the playback, the small screen shows the beginning of the recording time, it is about 7:10 in the evening, and she almost arrived at that time.

The Jimeis at the party were slightly distracted by her arrival.

The man took the opportunity to sneak into the bedroom, hid the camera, and left.

Now that the scene is chaotic, it is the best time to return.

Qiu Qing Shi took a step ahead of Yao Xiangyi and asked Jimei inside the house: "Who among you is a reporter, or... a paparazzi."

Mei Kaixuan is deep-minded and cautious, and will not casually find someone to deal with such an important task.

Qiu Qingshi was not as easy-going as he used to be, and approached a petite girl with short hair unhurriedly: "I see you familiar."

The girl’s eyes were bright and she raised an especially innocent smile: "You have admitted the wrong person."

A Jimei betrayed: "She is a reporter from Watermelon Channel."

The girl with short hair was shocked.

That's right, Qiu Qing sneered a few times, and looked at the short-haired girl's eyes, as if he was going to swallow up life.

The girl with short hair immediately felt terrified and visibly trembled.

Yao Xiangyi said behind Qiuqing's ears: "Control, the crown of the first lady can't be dropped."

Qiu Qing Shi held the sudden temple, and recited a heart-clearing mantra silently.

As I read, I thought easily: I have all my makeup off, and I still care about the celebrity crown. I must avenge my tyrant!

Yao Xiangyi suddenly changed her face when she saw her. A few months ago, she pushed Bai Mengzhao into the Jingwu duck neck at the night market.

"Baby, calm down, go out and wait for me first."

"No." Qiu Qing rolled up his sleeves, trying to stand up.

As soon as he exerted his strength, Yao Xiangyi said that it was too late and that time, and he hugged her waist from behind and took her out.

There are so many people, Qiu Qing can't help Yao Xiangyi's face, and let her be angrily, but the words are hard: "You let go, I want to teach her to be a human being."

"Save your energy and leave it to cz."

"It's about this time, you still think about the ones that are not."

Yao Xiangyi let go and changed her claws down the stairs.

Qiu Qingshi wanted to transform into a civet cat and scratch her, throwing her away, holding her claws in her arms, not allowing her to touch her.

Chi Guyuan yelled at them, hopped on the stairs, and stood up to them and asked: "Ba Ba, I'm too stupid. Tell me what happened? I'm confused. Besides, Bai Mengzhao came out of my house. I'm responsible for everything."

Yao Xiangyi told her all about Mei Kaixuan's vicious thoughts.

After hearing that Chi Guyuan wanted to hit someone, she cursed a few words, and then said: "How do you want to do with the reporter from the Watermelon Channel."

Qiu Qing akimbo her hips, and said fiercely, "A thousand knives!"

Yao Xiangyi covered her small mouth and forced her to shut up.

Qiu Qingshi's little fan fist re-energized, and his strength stabilized at the level of tickling.

Yao Xiangyi enjoys it very much: "Guyuan, send people to the Public Security Bureau, don't make too much trouble, after all, the matter is in your Chi family, so if it spreads out, I am afraid that it will arouse criticism."

It would be even worse if the entertainment media added fuel and vinegar.

Chi Guyuan can't help feeling flustered. It's one thing for her to lose the face of Lao Chi's family. It's another thing for Yao Xiangyi to sleep with another woman in her house. She will feel guilty for a lifetime, maybe even friends can't do it.

She felt weak in her limbs and patted her face vigorously: "I'll do it right away."

"Take this." Yao Xiangyi handed over the mirrorless camera.

As the matter is drawing to a close, Yao Xiangyi believes that Chi Guyuan hasn't used up to the end and can't do the work well.

Soothed Qiu Qingshi and led her to find Tang Sili.

Tang Sili is a ruthless character in the entertainment industry. Although born ordinary, she can be popular. In addition to the protection of luck and Yao Xiangyi, she also has the ability.

Dealing with Ji Pinghan, if you can't talk about it, it's not a complete failure.

Just now, she helped Bai Mengzhao sit in the co-pilot. As soon as the car started, a Mercedes-Benz Spint moved from far to near, and the rear of the car swung across in front of her.

She slammed off the car horn to remind the other party that she was in the way.

The driver jumped out of the car without insight, opened the car door respectfully and humbly, and helped out a woman.

The woman's facial features are not outstanding, but her temperament is outstanding, and the narrow corners of her eyes pull out her sense of distance from others.

It is impressive at a glance.

Tang Sili knows her, Ji Pinghan, the owner of Tianji Film and Television.

Ji Pinghan was expressionless and knocked on her car window: "I want to take Miss Bai away."

She skipped the polite greetings and gave orders straightforwardly.

Tang Sili felt unhappy, and when he heard the medicine gas on her body that was too strong to dissolve, he raised his hand and waved in front of his nose...

Yao Baba led Xiaojiao's wife out and met Ji Pinghan's eyes far away.

The air suddenly pressurized, and a strange sense of tit-for-tat rises.

Ji Pinghan stood in the middle of the mountain road, with a white moon over his head, black clothes and black dress, very calm and low-key, like a ghost dormant in the dark night.

Every time Yao Xiangyi sees her, he feels uncomfortable.

It seems that she is a quiet Buddha statue, without sorrow or joy, without emotion and desire, gloomy and dying.

Qiu Qingshi hated to burn her two sticks of incense.

The upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked, Mei Kaixuan is not a good thing, and Ji Pinghan is not a good person.

Unlike her domineering, pure character, defending civilization, and pragmatic socialist successor.

Yao Xiangyi went to say hello to Ji Pinghan: "Boss Ji, long time no see."

Ji Pinghan smiled calmly and stretched out a hand to Yao Xiangyi in style.

Yao Xiangyi shook his hand: "Why are you coming here suddenly?"

"Come to pick up Miss Bai."

"We didn't take care of her well, Miss Bai was not feeling well, and planned to send her to the hospital."

Ji Pinghan saw the trick: "She is my Tianji artist, so I'll send it."

Yao Xiangyi was too lazy to mediate anymore, and his eyes were ruthless: "Boss Ji seems to know that Miss Bai is about to have an accident, and he will pick up people as soon as he comes."

"So what?"

Yao Xiangyi felt like something was wrong, but he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

In the past, when they were on the same occasion, even if the needle pointed at the wheat mang, they would never put it on the bright surface. On the surface, they would definitely be kind.

As a businessman, the most taboo affection is seen in words, and affection is seen in sex.

Ji Pinghan, what's wrong?

Like Bai Mengzhao? Think she slept Bai Mengzhao?

If you like people, why not ignore them, let the whole network ridicule them, and let Mei triumphantly bully?

Yao Xiangyi said warmly: "I can't let you take her away."

The effect of Bai Mengzhao's medicine has not been completely over. He leaned weakly on the back of the co-pilot, his weak tail trembling: "...Mr. Yao."

Through the wide open window, Yao Xiangyi asked her with concern: "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Bai Mengzhao bit his lip like a whimpering little beast: "A little bit."

Qiu Qingshi looked at him and couldn't bear it: "You can bear it, just go to the hospital, don't worry."

Hueryi pointed out: "If you do many unrighteous acts, you will die. Whoever harms you, God will take him."

Bai Mengzhao's eyes were faintly wet: "Well, I know it in my heart."

She had a different body after drinking champagne, and the champagne was handed over by a senior artist from the same company...

Bai Mengzhao had hatred in his eyes, and combined with Bai Ri's various things, he guessed that it was Mei Kaixuan who instigated the artist's predecessors to give medicine.

She is a temperamental person. She touched the window edge of the car with her hand and reported the name of the artist's predecessor to Yao Xiangyi, like a complaint, asking Yao Xiangyi to call her the shots.

Yao Xiangyi looked at Ji Pinghan meaningfully: "This is Boss Ji's artist. Boss Ji should deal with it."

The author has something to say: another chapter without too many sand sculptures, so I can also be a serious person