Mrs. Huo, she is very charming

"Castle Peak..." Aunt Ann wanted to say something else, but she was stopped by Bai Qingshan.

"I've made up my mind that you'll move out tomorrow. Nothing is less than what should be given to you. You can't take what doesn't belong to you. "

That's quite clear.

Anyang is gnashing her teeth.

Leaving Bai's house What else does she set up? Do you want to let people know that she is actually the daughter of a senior nanny?

Bai Jingjing is to blame for all this!

"Dad, you are so wise and powerful!"

When Anyang moves out, Jingjing is the happiest. Finally, she doesn't have to face the white lotus every day.

But Aunt ANN, she is still reluctant to give up.

Anyang is not willing, but there is no way. After all, she is not Bai Qingshan's daughter, so she can only be slaughtered.

Leaving Bai's home, Anyang has nowhere to go. Naturally, she can't go back to the shabby building where she lived six years ago, where she didn't even have an elevator.

After thinking about it, she asked Sheng chenghuan for help.

However, Sheng chenghuan refused her help.

……

Jingjing is very happy. She not only drives the white lotus away, but also eats the seafood sent by Sheng Jinchuan!

Call Sheng Jinchuan after taking a bath.

In order to better expand Sheng's film industry, Sheng Jinchuan is not busy. He often goes to bed at one or two o'clock, but Jingjing doesn't know.

She thought that by this time, like her, Sheng Jinchuan had already taken a bath and was ready to go to bed.

I didn't expect that the line was busy all the time.

I've been playing for more than an hour, but I haven't been able to get through.

Lying flat on the soft and comfortable bed, the trembling range of eyelashes is getting smaller and smaller, and the rhythm is getting slower and slower until it is finally straight.

……

Sheng Jinchuan finally hung up at 52 minutes in the morning.

So he didn't know that someone had been on the phone for more than an hour without getting through.

Not long after hanging up, he seemed to think of something and called Bai Xiao, telling him, "bring me a copy of the script of the legend of the demon fairy tomorrow."

Bai Xiao didn't know, so, "president, what do you want?"

Sheng Jinchuan naturally would not admit that he wanted to see if there was anything wrong with the part Jingjing was going to play. He said coldly, "reassess it."

Bai Xiao, "..."

Reassessment??

As one of the three most important projects of Sheng's film this year, this play has been evaluated by professionals a year ago. How can it be evaluated now?

But he didn't dare to ask any more questions. Anyway, what the boss said was everything. As an assistant, he was right to obey.

"Good."

Sheng Jinchuan then hung up.

He took a look at the balloon he put in front of the French window. The duckling in the Bobo was a little dejected.

Go over and press the switch. I don't know why the balloon doesn't light up.

He checked and found that the battery had just been replaced and there was no problem.

The line's not broken.

But it's not on.

She must be unhappy when she knows?

Think of a little girl, tired face floating a layer of light smile.

"Your master should have gone to bed this time?" He flicked the bobball and talked to himself.

Under the curtain of night, the moonlight, soft as gauze, slowly fell in through the window.

See, the man under the moonlight, the handsome facial features rarely have a smile from the heart.

"Your master looks so good. Why are you so ugly?"

"But You're all the same, shining like a little sun. "