His Sunny Wife

"I I didn't die What do you mean? I warn you, I'm good at kung fu... "

Situ Yan looked at his face. After a few seconds, he recovered.

Nangong Feihong jumped out of bed and put his fists in front of his chest to defend.

However, situ Yan just looked at him, staring at him with a complicated but painful look.

Nangong Feihong felt a slight tremor in his heart.

He What happened to him?

A moment later, situ Yan took back his eyes and got out of bed.

"Well You have to rest first. I want to be alone

With that, situ Yan walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs step by step.

Nangong Feihong stood in his bedroom, his face full of confusion.

cafe.

There was a faint aroma of coffee in the air.

Looking at Han Zhengyuan in front of him, Xia xiaonuan said: "director Han, there is one thing I must tell you. I have no relationship with Nangong group now. Therefore, the script I wrote only represents me. Are you really willing to sign a contract with me?"

Han Zhengyuan said with a smile: "Xiao Nuan, to tell you the truth, at the beginning, when President Li handed me the script, I didn't know it was written by you. He only said it was good. Let me have a look. I only looked at a few pages and thought it was it.

The subject you wrote is very special. It's what I've been looking for.

I think if it is made into a movie, it will sell well at the box office. So you can rest assured that what I like is what you write, which has nothing to do with who you are. "

Xia xiaonuan nodded excitedly, "Han Dao, thank you!"

"Xiao Nuan, I thought you could film and act, but I didn't expect that in the past few years of studying abroad, you really made me admire each other. I hope we can cooperate happily."

Xia xiaonuan and Han Zhengyuan shake hands happily.

In just two days, Xia xiaonuan received a short message from the bank, and part of the script fee had been paid.

Xia xiaonuan called Han Dao again. Han Zhengyuan only said, "you deserve it. Besides, I can't wait for such a good script. "

After hanging up, Casey went to Xia xiaonuan, looked at her and said, "goddess, how can you be so happy?"

Xia xiaonuan holds Casey's hands and turns around in the bedroom.

"Baby, mommy has a good news to tell you. My script has been signed and the fee has been sent. I'll take you to a big dinner!"

"Goddess, look at your fuss. I guessed early in the morning that the things you wrote will not be bad. It's a matter of time before they are sold. So, I'm not worried at all!"

"Ha ha!" Xia xiaonuan reaches out his hand and points a note on xiaobaozi's forehead: "you don't want to be proud. You know, Han Dao doesn't accept all scripts, but Mommy still has to work hard."

"Well, come on!" Xiaobaozi stretched out his palm and hit Xia xiaonuan hard, "goddess, please have a big meal!"

"Well, whatever you want, help yourself!"

When mother and son came out of the high-end cafeteria, they could hardly walk.

"Mommy, I feel my stomach is going to explode, but I haven't had enough..."

"Me too..." Xia xiaonuan said sadly: "don't come here in the future..."

"Why?" Xiaobaozi was puzzled and asked, his family is the best he has ever eaten in China!

"It hurts my stomach..."

Casey: "er..."

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