Mystery Lover: The President's Deep Favor

Around, suddenly quiet up.

After a long silence, he said, "you don't already know."

Su Jinghuan clasped her hands on her shoulder, gritted her teeth and said, "I want you to answer me personally, yes or no?"

His fingers clasped on his shoulder with great force, pain, nerve stimulation, but Gao Ge didn't even frown. She looked up into his eyes and calmly said, "yes."

Su Jinghuan's eyes suddenly red, "why?"

"For the sake of red and money, this kind of thing is too normal in this circle. Mr. Su, it's you who make a fuss about it."

She said it carelessly, even with a hint of ridicule, as if she thought it strange for him to ask the question.

"You can sell your body for money? Are you a lady

He gritted his teeth and wanted to tear her apart.

Gao Song's lips slightly pursed, "who can be alone in this circle? I just chose a development mode that is most beneficial to myself. Why should Su Zong say so bad?"

"If you can do it, do you still feel bad?"

Su Jinghuan reached out to pat her face and sarcastically said, "what a beautiful face. Why does it look so disgusting?"

Gao Ge's eyelashes trembled gently, and whispered, "since it's so disgusting, why do you still touch it? Aren't you afraid to dirty Su Zong's hand?"

"How much do they pay for a night? A play? A villa? Are you worth the price? Or do they play harder in bed? "

This is sharp and vicious, singing that his heart is a little bit delayed, it's better to give her a knife directly.

She raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek.

The sudden touch made Su Jinghuan stiff.

Singing fingers along his cheek, touching his Adam's apple, voice charming way, "Su always so curious, do you want to try?"

Congested brain instantly cooling down, almost no trace of pity, he pushed her away.

"Go away!"

Heel son sprain, singing back heavily hit the corner of the desk, sharp pain, pain her face is white.

She shook hands, pressed the table, propped up the body, and said with a smile, "goodbye to Mr. mu."

Then he straightened his back and strode away.

The moment the door closed, singing heard a huge sound, something, hit the door.

His anger can be transmitted through the door.

Gao Song settled in place, and then strode away.

Fang sugar has been guarding outside, see her come out, quickly meet, worried, "how, the boss did not embarrass you."

Singing and pursing his lips, he whispered, "go out and talk about it."

Her face has a trace of pale, holding the sugar hand, cold abnormal.

Fang Tang didn't speak any more and left the company with a song.

After getting on the bus, he suddenly said to the driver, "Shuai, can you go to the opposite side and buy me two cups of milk tea, a cup of vanilla and a cup of strawberry."

The little driver answered, parked the car, and went down to buy milk tea.

After he left, Fang Tang said, "what's going on? You and that Su Jinghuan, you knew each other before?"

He was silent for a few seconds before he said, "he's my ex boyfriend."

"Ex, ex boyfriend?"

Fang Tang glared, "when did you have an ex boyfriend?"

"University."

"He is my first love," he said

The amount of information is too large. It took a while for Fang Tang to confirm that singing is not a joke.

"Did you abandon someone else, who is now well-developed and has come back to revenge?"

Fang Tang immediately made up a dog blood ethics drama.

"If only that was the case."

Singing down his eyes, he whispered, "I don't want to mention this matter to Mu Yunze, no matter what he did to me, I owe him."

At that time, Fang Tang didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence. Until later, when those things happened, she realized that Gao Ge had already made a decision.

Shooting in the afternoon, as scheduled.

Maybe it was because of the incident in the morning that the singing was not very good. I stuck it three times.

During the break, she went to apologize to Zhou Jinheng.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm so sorry that you've followed me so many times."

As an actor, we all know that the less ng times, the better, because if a plot is performed too many times, the actor will be numb, and the more the film is taken, the less emotional it will be.

Zhou Jinheng just took off her make-up, heard her apologize, and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. It's very comfortable to film with you. Once in a while, there's no need to apologize so deliberately. After all, everyone has a bad state."

"Thank you," he said sincerely"Miss Gao." Before she left.

Zhou Jinheng suddenly called on her.

He stopped singing and turned his head, "Mr. Zhou, what can I do for you?"

"Did you and Jinghuan know each other before?"

Suddenly, he asked.

The smile on Gao Ge's face was a little dull, and he was reluctant to talk about it.

But the topic didn't end there. Zhou Jinheng got up and said, "you should have seen Jinghuan before. Childe Chou Shijia is as gentle as jade. Four years ago, he had a car accident, which destroyed his face and had plastic surgery. There were four or five times. Now his appearance has only recovered six or seven points

"Half a year ago, he just finished his last corrective operation. Now it seems that it is more natural."

Singing and clenching his fist, he couldn't speak.

Zhou Jinheng came over and whispered in her ear, "when you spend time with others, he lives in hell suffering."

The blood color on Gao Ge's face faded in an instant, her lips tightly pursed, and then slowly raised her eyes to look at Zhou Jinheng.

"What does Mr. Zhou want to say?"

Zhou Jinheng spread out his hand, "Miss Gao, don't get me wrong. I just as his friend, kindly remind you that he is not what he was four years ago."

Gao Ge held back the discomfort and said, "thank you for your kindness. Goodbye."

Zhou Jinheng squints his eyes and stares at her back. His eyes are dark.

The injury on my waist is very painful. When I finish work at night, I feel that I can't even straighten my waist.

Back home, she kicks off her shoes and lies down on the sofa.

Mu Yunze was reading in his study. When he heard the news, he rushed out and saw that he was lying on the sofa like a rag.

"Husband."

She raised a gap in her eyes and called him feebly.

Mu Yunze came over and sat beside her, rubbing her hair. "Very tired?"

"Well."

Singing and nodding, meek as a cat.

Mu Yunze's heart is soft, bend over a way, "carry you back to the room."

Singing over the body, with arms wide open, even lazy to carry, just waiting for the president to wait on adults.

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