Hidden Marriage: My Husband Is Super Star

"What can we have to do with it?"

Qin sang couldn't understand looking at him and shaking off his hand.

"How many days have you cooperated with each other, and he will specially help you, an 18 line actor?"

Mu Moxiu and Xu Chengzhe are acquaintances. They are often compared by the public.

Because two years ago, he took the Golden Horse movie emperor, while Xu Chengzhe took the hundred flowers movie emperor, plus the age is also similar, people prefer to pull them together.

He knows Xu Chengzhe well. He seems to be polite to everyone. In fact, he never does anything to his advantage.

So young can be in the entertainment industry to achieve this position, the background is not much strong, which used how much thought, do not want to know.

In this circle, there is no one who can stand at the top.

To say that Xu Chengzhe has no purpose in helping Qin sang, he doesn't believe it.

"That's because Chengzhe is a good man!"

Like him, he was scolded by his fans for so long, and he never helped himself.

Mu Mo Xiu looked at her indignant look and immediately knew what she thought.

"You're moved when others treat you a little bit? I didn't help you, so you scolded me in your heart, right? "

"I didn't." Qin sang didn't look at him, but the expression on her face revealed her idea.

"Tut, it's so easy to trust others. I think you'll be sold sooner or later and count money for others." Mu Moxiu finished and went into the bathroom.

Qin Sang's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and he was only supposed to be mu Mo Xiu. This was a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart.

Because of the end of the cast, Qin sang has not been arranged to work by Li Yi these days, so he has leisure at home.

Mu Mo Xiu was busy preparing for the concert of the imperial capital and went to the studio in the morning.

Inadvertently, Qin sang saw the ticket he put in the cabinet. The time on it was today.

Thinking of what Xi Jia said in the hospital that day, her eyes suddenly became complicated.

During the recording, I decided to dance ballet on the spur of the moment. It is undeniable that I was stimulated by the other party.

As for the ballet performance

After thinking about it, she decided to change her clothes and go out with the ticket.

Grand Theatre.

The performance hasn't started yet, the curtain is covering.

Qin sang found a place to sit down, eyes fell on the stage, hands subconsciously clenched the skirt.

When the curtain opened and Xi Jia came out in a dance dress, her eyes stagnated.

With the music, Xi Jia began her performance.

This is the classic ballet "Camellia girl". I have to say that Xi Jia has made a lot of progress compared with before.

Xi Jia gave her tickets in the front row, so she could feel her dancing ability more intuitively.

It's a skill that can only be acquired after repeated practice, and a light that can only be acquired by never leaving the stage,

Qin sang taunts himself, but Xi Jia on the stage also sees her.

Two people's eyes, there have been several times to look at each other, Qin sang can clearly see the confidence and arrogance in her eyes.

Her eyes seemed to tell herself that there was no comparability between them.

After watching the whole performance, Qin sang is ready to leave, but Xi Jia directly steps down and walks in front of her.

"Here we are. Don't you want to see the teacher?"

Xi Jia's words made her straight back stiff.

"No need."

Listening to Qin Sang's cold voice, Xi Jia shrugged her shoulders, and her smile was bright: "OK, whatever you want."

Watching Qin sang leave with firm steps, Xi Jia laughs sarcastically.

After leaving the Grand Theater, Qin sang stood by the fountain outside the theater for a long time.

Once she was so close to her dream, it seemed that as long as she jumped down, everything would be hers.

Now, even standing here seems to have become her extravagance.

Until the sky began to drizzle, she took a taxi back with some stiff steps.

After returning to Yiyuan, Qin Sang was still wet by the rain. She took off her clothes and lay in the bath, with a blank in her mind.

Just as she was about to go to sleep, the ring of her mobile phone immediately woke her up.

Looking at the caller ID, her face changed and she pressed answer.

"Hello?"

"Sang Sang, it's dad." A hesitant voice sounded, with some caution.

Qin sang closed his eyes and said softly, "I know. What's the matter?"

"I'm a little short of money recently. Can you... Give me some money?"

Smell speech, she instantly opened her eyes, temples are straight jump: "last time I didn't give you money, so quickly used up?"

"Sangsang, you don't know. Dad is out alone and has many friends. If you invite a few guests, the money will be gone." Qin Zhenyang took out his previous speech again, which made Qin sang helpless and disappointed.

"Did you gamble again?"

The garrulous Qin Zhenyang was interrupted by her. After a few seconds of silence, he immediately assured firmly, "no, last time you said that if you gambled again, you would break off the relationship with me, and I would never gamble again!"

Qin sang looked up at the ceiling with sour eyes. He couldn't tell what he felt.

"Sangsang, you must believe dad, I really don't have any gambling!"

She sighed and said, "I see. I'll give you some more money."

"Well, well, then... I won't delay your work." Qin Zhenyang finished and hung up.

Oh, she's an 18 line actress. How can she have so many jobs that she doesn't even have time to make a phone call?

However, he never cared about his daughter's life outside.

Qin sang reaches for his hand to wipe his face, gets up from the cold bath, puts on his pajamas and goes out, only to find Mu Mo sitting beside the bed.

She looked white, and didn't know if he had heard all the phone calls she had just made.

Mu Mo Xiu didn't look at her and said, "come here."

Qin sang obediently walked over and was hugged by him and sat on his lap.

"What did you do today?"

His question, let Qin sang not from Leng Leng, then said: "went to see a ballet performance."

Mu Mo Xiu's eyes became deeper and deeper. He looked at her long naked neck, bowed his head and gently kissed, "is it good-looking?"

"Not bad." Qin sang closed his eyes and answered softly.

He laughed at the way she wrote everything on her face.

"It doesn't look very good." Mu Mo Xiu took her hand and rubbed it slowly, with a meaningful tone.

"I'm a little tired. Let's have a rest early." Qin sang didn't want to mention these things to him, so he pulled back his hand and tried to get out of his arms.

However, his hand tied to her waist did not mean to let go.

"Why, I'm angry outside, so I'm venting?" He looks cold.

Qin sang looked at him tired and said, "Mu Mo Xiu, can you make sense?"