"Producer, you don't even have the ability to give your love to your wife, so how can you give it to me? As for your money, it may not be as much as mine, so how can you give it to me?"
"I can, I have a son, I must give you more than half of my salary."
"This is not very good."
Yuchi Luming, an ancient romance writer, cleared her throat, tilted her head, and seemed to be unable to close her mouth.
"Here, the free property I can take out now is only so much."
"100? Producer, I am not begging for food?"
"Lovely little Luming, I know you are not short of money, maybe even a basketball court can afford it, but this is a little bit of my heart, courtesy is light and affection is heavy."
"The gift is light and the affection is heavy? Then this gift is really as light as a feather. It's not as good as the remuneration I give to the ghostwriter."
"A ghostwriter?"
"Oh, it's nothing, your daughter is hard of hearing, you'd better take the money back and spend it on her."
"Lovely little Luming, are you angry?"
"No."
"No, you must be angry?"
"No, did I say it, how many times did you ask me to say it?"
"Lovely little Luming, you have never lost such a big temper with me. Is it because you didn't sleep well and got angry? Or did you dream about something?"
"Producer, do you believe in dream masters?"
"Have you also heard rumors from the author reality show group? The dream of the young author of Wuliangye may just be a coincidence."
"Once or twice is a coincidence. If there are so many things and all of them match, it is probably less likely than winning the lottery."
"So, cute little Luming, do you think there is really a dream master?"
"Yes, and it's by our side. Are you? Producer."
"It's really me, that's fine. I've known for a long time that I have an older son, so hurry up and show me his photo. What? This is it? The media also said that they secretly photographed the man at your night party. It turned out that he was going to pick up the child. The son has grown up so much. I am really not qualified as a father."
"It's okay, producer, after I told you about this, I felt much better. I don't want anything but love. If you really like me, please give me enough love."
"Lovely little Luming, why are you watching me helplessly? You don't want to ask me, you and my wife fell into the river at the same time, I'll save that first, right?"
"Producer, I won't be so ignorant, okay, you go there first, your wife is waiting for you there."
"I don't know why, the more you are like this, the more I can't leave you, cute little Luming, you are really hurt. The second you turn around, my soul will be hooked by you."
"It's because my cheongsam is too coquettish, so it attracts a lot of rotten peach blossoms, so I won't wear it in the future."
"Don't worry, it's very good-looking, really. You must be yourself. As for the 36-line actor like Qi Qi, I will settle him."
"Producer, I heard everything you said just now. You two had an affair before, and you have a son. Isn't the amount of information a bit too much?"
"Actor Qiqi, you haven't left yet? Producer, look at him, he's really haunting me."
"What exactly do you want?"
"I don't know either. I just watched the program group being very lively. It turns out that what Master Liang said is true."
"Actor Qiqi, you call the little author of Wuliangye over" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com