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Rong Li, who has good hearing: "I'm not a friend. I'm not familiar with him."
¡°Well, Gong Fan thinks he can also adopt a cold and arrogant persona.
It¡¯s such a pity that I can¡¯t cheat my debut.
Xiao Zuo led Rong Li to Jiang Xing¡¯s nanny car.
Rong Li glanced at Jiang Xing and asked Xiao Zuo: "Where is Director Qi Zaiyang?"
¡°Oh, I¡¯m not here to see Brother Jiang.
"I'll take you there"
Rong Li thanked him.
After the others left, Gong Fan got into the nanny car: "Jiang Xing, that," he pointed in the direction of Rong Li with his chin, "isn't he your friend?"
Jiang Xing will have a show later. He is wearing a costume and the car door is open. He is lazily sitting on the seat and basking in the sun: "No, I'm not familiar with him."
Gong Fan touched his chin and felt very regretful: "It's a pity not to debut with that face."
Rong Liuye makes his debut?
Then the whole Xibei International will be in chaos.
Jiang Xing put his military cap on his face, closed his eyes and rested: "People don't rely on their face to make a living."
Rong Liuye relies on his fists and brains to make a living.
Qi Zaiyang returned to the lounge after finishing one scene, where Rong Li was already waiting for him.
He went in and got a bottle of water first: "Are you looking for me?"
Rong Li was originally sitting, but he stood up and said, "Hello, I am Rong Li."
Qi Zaiyang took a sip of water: "I know, Tan Xi brought you to the set."
Rong Li talks little and is not used to finding topics. He said nothing and put down the document bag he brought.
"What's this?"
Qi Zaiyang picked up the document bag, opened it, took it out and looked at it.
After reading it, the person froze and the paper fell to the ground.
Twenty-five years ago in the spring, Qi Zaiyang¡¯s first film was shortlisted for Best Director at the Blue and White Film Festival.
Before the award ceremony began, he called his wife Hong Lingyi.
"Is your party over?"
Hong Lingyi loves to laugh, and her smile is very sweet: "Well, on the way home."
The end of March is the due date, so Qi Zaiyang installed special safety belts for pregnant women on all the family cars.
He warned on the phone: "Tell Lao Qin to drive slowly."
Hong Lingyi responded with a smile: "I know."
The car was already driving very slowly, and even the wind blowing in through the car window was gentle.
"If you don't win the prize, don't be disappointed. When you win the prize next time, take me with you."
"Don't believe your husband?"
At that time, Qi Zaiyang was still very young and high-spirited.
Hong Lingyi smiled and said, "The awards ceremony is about to begin, so hurry in."
¡°Send me a message when you get home.¡±
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Hong Lingyi used her mobile phone to open the live broadcast of the awards show. The director's award was in the second half. When she was drowsy, she heard the award presenter read: "The winner of the best director award is¡ª¡ª"
The winner is: ""Parasite" Qi Zaiyang."
She smiled brightly at the phone.
Lao Qin, the driver, said congratulations.
She said: "Thank you."
On the screen, the husband was wearing a formal suit and walked up to the podium generously: "Hello everyone, I am Qi Zaiyang."
She wrote an acceptance speech for him and put it in his pocket. He must not have memorized it. She only said three words: "Thank you to the judges, thank you to the audience, and thank you to my wife."
The last sound on the phone was drowned out by a loud noise, the car window shattered, and the glass flew out.
Xu Bolin, who drove drunk, finally sobered up.
He sat in the driver's seat and froze for a long time before he pushed open the door with shaking hands. The rear of the car in front was completely dented and lying across the road. He saw bright red blood dripping from under the driver's door. He He panicked and stumbled over. The car windows were all broken, and the car owner¡¯s face was bloody. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched the car owner¡¯s neck
He jerked back.
No breathing.
"Savesave"
The cry for help came from behind. Xu Bolin looked back and saw a person lying on the car seat. He was still moving. His legs were shaking. He slowly moved over. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the car door opened, and a bloody car door opened. His hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.
She is a pregnant woman. She is holding her belly with one hand and her forehead is bleeding: "Helpmy child"After she finished speaking, her hand dropped, and then she remained motionless.
Xu Bolin reached into the car and felt that she was still breathing. At this time, a sound suddenly came from the distance, and car lights came over, getting closer and closer to him.
This is a section of road he often walks, and he knows that there is no surveillance on this section of road.
He didn't have time to think, so he ran to the driver's seat, wrapped his hands in a handkerchief, took out the car's driving recorder, then went back to the back, picked up the pregnant woman who was still alive, and put it into the trunk of his car, and then Drive away quickly.
He didn¡¯t dare to go to a strange place, so he drove back home. He knew that no one was home at this point. He went to the greenhouse to get a shovel and carried the pregnant woman to the yard behind. He didn't know whether the pregnant woman had died. It didn't matter. What was important now was to deal with the matter. The pregnant woman saw his face, and he had to deal with it.
He heard the sound and turned around suddenly.
It was Lu Yanqiu who came back early.
Lu Yanqiu glanced at the "corpse" on the ground and turned pale: "What's going on?"
Xu Bolin threw away the shovel: "Mom."
He grabbed Lu Yanqiu's sleeve. There was still blood on his hands and his face was covered with sweat.
He was in a panic and breathed loudly: "Mom, I didn't mean it. I was drunk and hit her car. Please help me, help me."
Lu Yanqiu remained silent and took out his cell phone.
Xu Bolin immediately grabbed her hand: "What are you doing!"
She said: "Call the police."
Xu Bolin roared: "Don't call the police!" His eyes were all red, and he begged, "Mom, I don't want to go to jail."
Lu Yanqiu was silent for a long, long time.
"Has anyone seen it?" she asked.
Xu Bolin immediately shook his head: "No."
Just when Lu Yanqiu hesitated, someone grabbed his feet.
It¡¯s the pregnant woman, she¡¯s not dead yet.
Her face was covered with blood, and she held her belly with one hand: "Child, child"
Lu Yanqiu made a quick decision: "Send him to the hospital first."
Xu Bolin shouted excitedly: "No! Others will know, and we can't send him to the hospital!"
Lu Yanqiu ignored him and called directly: "Director He, I have something to ask you for help."
At that time, Xu Bolin¡¯s wife Wen Zhaofang was also pregnant, and Director He was the obstetrician and gynecologist responsible for her prenatal check-up.
In the end, the child was saved, but the pregnant woman died on the operating table due to a head injury. It was already a miracle that the child was alive.
Late that night, Lu Yanqiu took the child back to the Xu family. That day was March 17.
Wen Zhaofang has come back. Xu Bolin is not here, so he went to dispose of the body. Wen Zhaofang stared at the child in Lu Yanqiu's hand: "Mom, whose child is this?"
Lu Yanqiu had already thought of his words on the way: "Bo Lin's is a girl."
Wen Zhaofang's expression changed instantly. She supported the sofa and stood up with her eight-month-old belly in her arms. The veins on her neck were faintly bulging: "Which bitch gave birth to this child?"
Lu Yanqiu's face turned cold: "You don't need to know, I've already sent her away, and she won't come to bother you."
Wen Zhaofang gritted her teeth and trembled: "Are you going to take in this scoundrel?"
"It's not a bastard." Lu Yanqiu corrected with a straight face, "She is the flesh and blood of my Xu family. You should treat her as your daughter and raise her as your own."
¡°Blood and blood?¡± Wen Zhaofang sneered, ¡°She was born by a woman outside, does she deserve it?¡±
She suddenly rushed forward and strangled the child's neck.
"Zhaofang!"
Lu Yanqiu yelled and quickly pushed her hand: "Let go, let go!"
The child is crying, and his voice is getting weaker and weaker.
Wen Zhaofang's face was ferocious, and she cursed the bastard over and over again. Lu Yanqiu was old and couldn't push her. She didn't let go until the child made no sound. She lost all her strength and slowly fell down. Blood flowed from her body. It leaked out between the legs, more and more.
"my child¡¡"
"Zhaofang!"
Lu Yanqiu put down the child and called an ambulance.
Suddenly, the child's cry started again.
Wen Zhaofang had a miscarriage, and Lu Yanqiu named the daughter born to an "outside woman" Tanxi, claiming to the outside world that she was born to his daughter-in-law, and he loved her very much.
"Tan Xi"
Qi Zaiyang shouted with red eyes.
It was already dusk outside and it was evening. Xu Tanxi put down the book because she was still in bed and it was inconvenient for her to get up.
"Why are you here?"
Qi Zaiyang turned his face to the side and wiped away his tears. He tried his best to suppress his crying, his shoulders were shaking: "I heard that you were sick and came to see you."
His daughter has grown up, she is slim and graceful.
"Thank you."
She is still sick.
You can¡¯t recognize each other, and you can¡¯t mention her life experience.
¡°He was still wearing the sandals he wore during filming, and his socks were stained with dirt on the way here. His coat was wrinkled because he stayed up late editing, and he hadn¡¯t washed his head or shaved his beard.
He should take a shower before coming back.
He didn¡¯t know what to say and was afraid he would say the wrong thing. He held it in for a long time until his eyes were hot and his nose was sore, and then he said: ¡°Are you feeling better?¡± (Remember this website¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com)Yang Yang turned his face to the side and wiped away his tears. He tried his best to suppress his crying, and his shoulders were shaking: "I heard that you were sick, and I came to see you."
His daughter has grown up, she is slim and graceful.
"Thank you."
She is still sick.
You can¡¯t recognize each other, and you can¡¯t mention her life experience.
¡°He was still wearing the sandals he wore during filming, and his socks were stained with dirt on the way here. His coat was wrinkled because he stayed up late editing, and he hadn¡¯t washed his head or shaved his beard.
He should take a shower before coming back.
He didn¡¯t know what to say and was afraid he would say the wrong thing. He held it in for a long time, until his eyes were hot and his nose was sore, and then he said: ¡°Are you feeling better?¡± (Remember this website¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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