Mr.President, don't be too bad

Yan smiled and grabbed Lin Dongmei's clothes: "did you ask him for money?"

She has been wondering since last night how Yu Han suddenly appeared in Jincheng. It turned out that Lin Dongmei was the ghost.

"Why are you angry? He didn't give it to me! " Lin Dongmei threw her away and turned into the house.

Yan Xiaoqi's dizziness finally forced his anger and asked, "where's Yan Huan?"

"She's all right. She went back to school." Lin Dongmei said.

Hearing that Yan Huan was fine, Yan Xiao immediately relaxed. The next second, she just felt the earth spinning.

Her body fell down when it was dark.

When she woke up, she saw the rudimentary roof and gray walls.

She is in Lin Dongmei's room.

"Just wake up. Take your things and go quickly." Lin Dongmei said and threw something over. It was Yan Xiao's bag.

She has no money to send Yan Xiao to the hospital.

Yan Xiao was flushed by her cold, thin and ruthless Qi, but she endured the discomfort and went to see her mobile phone.

The mobile phone is clean, and there is no phone message.

Yan smiled bitterly and staggered away from Lin Dongmei's house.

He didn't call himself back all night.

Maybe he is in a tender and affectionate relationship with Mu Xinyuan and doesn't care about her at all.

Yan Xiao thought, found a small hotel, opened a room, entered the door and fell asleep.

She knew she had a cold, but she didn't want to see a doctor.

In his sleep, Yu Han's face was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, and his body was also hot and cold.

Yan Xiao just felt uncomfortable and wanted to cry, but his eyes couldn't open.

Yan Xiao slept for three days. The hostess of the middle Hotel saw that she didn't go out for a long time and knocked on the door twice. Yan Xiao asked her to help order fast food for herself.

After eating, she continued to sleep.

Hundreds of miles away, Yu Han was filming, but he was stopped by the director several times in a row.

"Brother Yu, didn't you sleep well?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked with concern.

Yu Han shook his head slightly, walked to one side and lit a cigarette.

The next afternoon, he went home and wanted to have a good talk with Yan Xiao, but there was no one in the room.

He waited all day, but she still didn't come back, so he returned to the crew.

Since it happened, she only called him once that night with that strange number.

He didn't play that number. He was afraid that it belonged to Xiao Nancheng and would humiliate himself.

Yu Han thought more and more irritable. After taking a hard smoke, he was about to turn back to filming, but his mobile phone rang.

Yu Han was stunned, then quickly took out his mobile phone, but he couldn't help being disappointed.

The caller is mu Xinyuan.

"Yu Han, are you filming? Did I bother you? " Mu Xinyuan asked softly.

"No, what's up?" Yu Han asked coldly.

Mu Xinyuan smiled: "it's nothing. I just drew some design drawings. I want you to help me see how it is. If you're busy, it's OK."

Yu Han was silent for a long time: "then send it."

He will need something to fill his mind so that he won't think about it.

"Ah! Really? I'll send it to you right away. " Mu Xinyuan's voice obviously brought joy.

"OK." Yu Han paused, "Xinyuan..."

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing. Send the design drawings." Yu Han hung up the phone.

In fact, he wanted to ask what Yan Xiao called that night, but after thinking about it, he didn't think it was necessary.