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"What is it?" Sister Qian was a little dazed.
Song Qinrong raised the corners of her lips and was about to respond when she felt the vibrations coming from her cell phone in her pocket.
She picked up her phone and saw that it was a voice request from Mo Ke.
This impatient Mo Ke probably got anxious because he couldn¡¯t find anyone after searching for a long time.
She shook her head helplessly and clicked to answer. Mo Ke's anxious question came from the earphone: "Dad, where are you?"
At the same time, Wei Li next to him also spoke out to save the situation: "Okay, it's a small sum, Zhao Bei didn't mean that.
As for what this little girl said, I think it makes sense.
I have never figured out Cheng Yuhuan¡¯s true character. I wanted to find an opportunity to discuss it with Leng Zhu face to face. It just so happened that Leng Zhu was coming over today, wasn¡¯t he?
When he comes, I will ask him carefully. "
Song Qinrong listened indifferently and responded to the person on the other end of the microphone: "I am with Director Wei."
Mo Ke was slightly stunned: "Director Wei?"
"Director Wei!"
Sister Qian opposite opened her eyes in displeasure: "What did you say?
Even if others don¡¯t know, I know it best.
"You have been studying this book "Tsing Yi" continuously since before adapting the script. You even wrote a thick book about the personality preferences of each character in it.
"To say that there is anyone in the world who understands "Qing Yi" and Cheng Yu Huan better than you, except Leng Zhu, is just fart!
Who is this little girl? She dares to talk nonsense in front of you? ! "
"Dad!" At this moment, Mo Ke's excited and unbelievable voice sounded not far from them.
Song Qinrong raised her head and saw at first sight the woman on the other side of the crowd, whose eyes were shining and she was looking hard.
The woman looks to be in her thirties, has short short hair, and is wearing a professional suit. She looks like a typical strong woman in the workplace.
Song Qinrong could not conceal her surprise.
Such a sister who seems to be difficult to get along with is actually the one who talks to her father on WeChat and keeps silent, editor Mo Ke?
At this time, Mo Ke was in a state of surprise that was even more exaggerated than hers.
When he saw the only strange girl standing next to Wei Li, Mo Ke rubbed his eyes in disbelief. After looking twice, he pinched the flesh on his face.
Until he grimaced in pain, he took back his hand, blinked pitifully, and called softly into the microphone that was still connected: "Dad?"
Then he saw Song Qinrong not far away and smiled and said, "Come here."
Mo Ke¡¯s cell phone fell off.
She paused, then quickly ran to Song Qinrong, grabbed his arms, and screamed without any image: "Ahhhhhhhh you, why are you a little girl? And you are so inhumanly beautiful. !
How old are you? Are you an adult? Are you really my Leng Zhu¡¯s father? No! I don¡¯t believe it, I don¡¯t believe it, I don¡¯t believe it! "
In response to Mo Ke's irrational excitement, Song Qinrong only responded to her with two ruthless words.
"let go."
How could Mo Ke be willing to let go?
She was still in a state of shock and couldn¡¯t get out of it, and the questions came one after another.
"Song Qinrong, are you really Song Qinrong? Oh my god, I always thought you were an old aunt in her forties or fifties! Who can tell me why you are so young?
You are a genius!
No, you are so young, how can you have the nerve to hear me call you dad every day? Aren't you afraid of losing your life?
¡°Dad, dad, why on earth, are you really not kidding me? "
Although Mo Ke¡¯s words were a bit incoherent, everyone still understood them.
The girl in front of them who was too beautiful and too young turned out to be Leng Zhu, whom they had been waiting for a long time.
This time, the entire crew fell silent.
Sister Qian opened her mouth even more, and her eyes almost popped out.
Leng Zhuis she Leng Zhu? !
She is, damn, really Leng Zhu? ? ?
"Really? You are Leng Zhu!" Wei Li rushed forward excitedly, grabbing Song Qinrong's hand, "No wonder, no wonder your analysis of Cheng Yuhuan was so accurate, it turns out you are Leng Zhu! "
This time, the resonators echoing in Song Qinrong¡¯s ears became two.
She had no choice but to close her eyes as if resigned to her fate.
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After finishing dealing with Fang Xin, Song Muyao felt very happy.
She happily ran back to the door. To be cautious, she didn't forget to ask the person guarding the door: "Isn't the boss here yet?"
"Not yet!" The man replied affirmatively.
"Okay, then let's continue to watch and try to make Dada receive an unprecedented warm welcome as soon as she gets off the car and feel the enthusiasm of our "Tsing Yi" crew!" Song Muyao said proudly.
"Okay!" Everyone agreed.
Then they all stared eagerly at the end of the road, waiting for the car to come.
Not long after, a black car drove up.
Song Muyao stood up excitedly, but when she saw the car logo, she let out a disappointed sound: "It's not big."
At any rate, we have met him twice, and the other person drives a Phantom, which is rare in the capital. It is difficult for Song Muyao not to recognize him.
Sure enough, after the car stopped, Fu Sichen walked out carrying a lunch box.
He was good-looking, and several women couldn't help but be attracted to him, but his aura was so powerful and attractive that no one dared to approach him and strike up a conversation.
I could only watch as he walked over expressionlessly.
When passing by Song Muyao, Fu Sichen paused: "Why don't you go in?"
Song Muyao waved her hand: "You go ahead. If I'm not here, I'll wait."
Hearing this, Fu Sichen couldn't help laughing: "Isn't she already here?"
"???" Song Muyao turned around in excitement, "When did you come?"
"Ten minutes ago."
He went to the nearest restaurant to get a lunch and went back and forth for exactly ten minutes.
When Song Muyao heard this, she felt that the other party was playing tricks on her: "No way, I was guarding the door ten minutes ago!
With such a door, people can only pass under my nose, can I still see it? I'm not blind. "
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Fu Sichen sneered and shook his head.
He and Song Muyao had different auras, and the fact that he was reminded of this was because she had protected Song Qinrong in the Song family in the past.
But if you can't stand the other party, you are stupid.
?Then you can¡¯t blame him.
Fu Sichen stopped talking and turned around and entered the door.
Just half a minute after he left, a louder scream came from the house.
Song Muyao continued to stare at the intersection intently, but a single-eyed assistant next to her tugged at the corner of her clothes: "Sister Yaoyao, I seem to hear someone inside shouting"
Song Muyao chuckled: "Don't believe it just because that guy named Fu just told you nonsense.
"We haven't arrived yet, how could the people inside shout"
"Oh my God! Ah ah ah ah, look at me, look at me! Big, big, big, I love you! I will give you my life!"
A soprano-like scream pierced Li Kong, stood out from the crowd of screams, and was clearly transmitted to Song Muyao's ears outside the room.
Song Muyao was stunned, her big eyes blinked blankly, then blinked again.
The figure disappeared suddenly and rushed into the house like a rocket. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com