President proudly spoils the petty wife

"No! Clove, the more you accommodate them, the more they will advance." Wenquan Creek patted her chest and said, "don't be afraid if I'm here. I'll show you! You're my friend of Wenquan Creek, and I won't let you be wronged."

"Wuwuwuwuwuwu..." clove couldn't help crying when she heard what Wenquan Creek said.

"Oh, clove, why are you crying?" Wenquan Creek was at a loss when he saw clove's tearful eyes whirling. He hurriedly took out a paper towel from his pocket, handed it to clove, and comforted: "don't cry, don't cry. Why do you cry?"

"Brook..." clove sobbed and said out of breath, "for the first time... I met... A good girl like you... Thank you..."

"Hey! I thought what's wrong with you! I'm your friend. I should help you!" Wenquan Creek smiled and said, "tell me, who has been bullying you?"

"Yes... It's Yang Xiaoyu." clove wiped her tears and said.

"Yang Xiaoyu?" Wenquan Creek read Yang Xiaoyu's name again, frowning slightly, thinking about who this person is, suddenly flashed out of his mind and shouted, "it's her!"

"Xiaoxi... You... Do you know her?" Lilac was a little surprised, because Yang Xiaoyu, like her, had no important role and was very transparent.

If it were normal, Wenquan Creek would not know Yang Xiaoyu, but Yang Xiaoyu has a very iconic friend, Su Haitang.

Su Haitang has a unique temperament, and looks particularly beautiful, very elegant and suitable for acting. When wenquanxi saw her, she wondered why such an excellent girl could only play a female number four in this online play? But such an excellent girl has a good friend who is hawing and ugly, that is Yang Xiaoyu.

"I know who Yang Xiaoyu is!" wenquanxi nodded and said, "clove, let's go. I'll go to Yang Xiaoyu to help you get justice."

Before lilac could speak, Wenquan River took her to the rest place of the little actors.

"Yang Xiaoyu!" Wenquan stream stepped forward and stood in front of Yang Xiaoyu.

"Hot Spring Creek? What can I do for you?" Yang Xiaoyu stood up and looked at the Hot Spring Creek blankly.

She had approached Wenquan Creek before, but Wenquan Creek ignored her at all. Why did she suddenly come to her today? Yang Xiaoyu wondered.

Wenquan River looked up and down at Yang Xiaoyu. His appearance was unspeakable, and the nose augmentation surgery was quite a failure. Look again, the stool behind her is different from the stool prepared by the crew.

"Yang Xiaoyu, the stool you sit on should not have been prepared by the crew?" Wenquan Xi shrugged and asked.

Yang Xiaoyu turned his head and took a look. The stool he sat on was really not prepared by the crew, but the little newcomer behind the hot spring stream. What's the name of clove.

"Oh? This is what the crew prepared! Otherwise, how could it be on the set?" Yang Xiaoyu shrugged and pretended not to know anything.

It seems that this hot spring stream is to find fault.

"Yang Xiaoyu, I bought this stool in Wenyue supermarket, and I have told you." clove said softly behind her: "I have told you before, but you..."

"Clove, the set is provided by the crew. Is your name written on this stool? You say it's yours, it's yours?" Yang Xiaoyu doesn't know how this clove dares to refute her today. She has always been afraid to turn around in front of her, but now she hates her. Yang Xiaoyu is very angry.

"It's hers. Give it back to cloves," said the hot spring stream coldly.

Of course, Wenquan Creek feels that she doesn't want to solve things that can be solved by language.

"Wenquan Creek, why do you order me?" Yang Xiaoyu stared at Wenquan Creek discontentedly and said angrily, "don't think you can be lawless if you want to marry president Shan? You really treat yourself as a queen now? I'm not your slave."

"What are you talking about?" Wenquan Creek was angry at Yang Xiaoyu's words, frowned and said, "I'm not an order, just asking you to return the stolen things to the owner!"

At this time, not only Su Haitang and Wang Xueni looked at them, but other people also heard the quarrel and came over. As a result, it was the hot spring stream that made trouble again and blamed them one after another.

"Really, I think I'm going to marry president Shan and become the main palace, so something's wrong with the whole?"

"Too overbearing! This play is not all invested by Hager entertainment. What qualifications does she have to dictate here?"

"Yes, and she hasn't come in yet!"

"Just hit deputy director Han and now quarrel with Yang Xiaoyu. She won't hit Liu Yimin and director Zhang again?"

"Ha ha... Maybe! Who knows what she will do?"

"Yes, yes, one after another. If you don't die, you won't die!"

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Wenquan Creek glanced at the hawing crowd, then bent down, picked up the stool behind Yang Xiaoyu, grabbed clove's hand and planned to go.

"Hot Spring Creek, don't deceive people too much! Don't think you can do whatever you want with the backstage! You took my stool away. Why should I sit and rest?" Yang Xiaoyu grabbed Hot Spring Creek and shouted.

The anger at one end of the hot spring stream, this Yang Xiaoyu is a thief shouting to catch a thief!

"Brook!" Lilac lowered her voice and said softly, "forget it, brook. I don't care. There's only one day left. I'll be fine standing. Give the stool to Yang Xiaoyu! They're all talking ill of you. Don't make a big deal!"

The hot spring stream is really angry when it sees cloves so poor, but what should I do now? If she really goes on, the whole crew will hate her. Maybe even cloves will be attacked.

"Hum! Hot spring stream!" Yang Xiaoyu pulled the corners of his mouth, raised the volume, and said angrily, "cloves have asked you to return the stool to me. What else do you have to say? If it was her, she wouldn't take it? I know I don't have backstage, so you're in a bad mood and want to take it out on me, right?"

"You fart!" Wenquan Creek couldn't help but burst into foul language. This Yang Xiaoyu is confusing black and white.

The voice of the masses has become louder. Everyone can't see the hot spring stream.

"Yang Xiaoyu, if this is the bench of the crew, we'll let the field manager have a look. If you bought it yourself, you say, where did you buy it? How much did you buy it?" Wenquan River turned his head and said loudly.

Yang Xiaoyu's face changed slightly.

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