After Secretly Marrying the Actor, She Became Wild

Chapter 127 A slap in the face (7)

 He backed up the car and parked silently on the side of the road.

The sadness in my heart seemed to be empty, how could they fill it out.

 He picked up a cigarette, lit it, and took a long drag.

The large amount of nicotine hit his lungs hard, causing him to cough and not spit it out for a long time.

Smoking several cigarettes in a row, he thought of her proud character, picked up the phone and made a call.

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  Qiao Lian was in the room, worrying about how to eat.

 When you go downstairs, your face will definitely be seen by the nanny. I’m afraid it won’t be good if you put on a facial mask, right?

She hung her head in annoyance, and her cell phone rang.

 Open it and find that there is a constant stream of @her in the WeChat group.

  【Streaming: Qiao Lian, are you the reporter who was beaten in the news on Weibo? @秋霞]

 Qiao Lian was stunned and hurriedly opened Weibo, only to find the video above.

 She immediately clenched her hands, this Su Meimei!

Being beaten is not an honorable thing, why do you want to make it known to the world?

 But Chuanliu had been her friend for so many years, and she was unwilling to deceive her.

 So, she thought about it and replied: "Yes."

 Chuanliu and the people in the group immediately expressed their concern for her.

 Qiao Lian was chatting when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Then she heard Butler Li's voice outside, "Madam, the food is ready. Madam has something to do. Can I bring someone here to help? Are you alone, will there be any problems?"

With one sentence, Qiao Lian's eyes suddenly lit up, "No problem!"

Then suddenly I heard a loud noise outside: "Housekeeper Li, Alu's leg was bruised. I gave her some of Sir's fine ointment. It's on the coffee table in the living room. Don't throw it away."

 After a while, everyone in the villa left.

 Qiao Lian opened the door and went downstairs generously. She felt that God was really helping me today!

 The food on the table in the restaurant was very rich, and she ate it happily.

After eating, I was about to go upstairs when I suddenly saw a box of ointment on the coffee table.

The doctor suggested prescribing this ointment to her in the hospital, but she refused because it was too expensive. Now...it's not in vain, isn't it?

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Shen Liangchuan stayed downstairs until it got dark. When he saw the lights upstairs went out, he waited for a while, then got out of the car, quietly opened the door of the villa, and slowly went upstairs.

 He would not be at ease unless he saw her face with his own eyes.

The door of the master bedroom was unlocked. He pushed it open and walked in. He found Qiao Lian lying on her side on the bed, already fast asleep.

Slowly walking to the bed, under the dim light of the bedside lamp, he could see that she was sleeping deeply, her hair and cheeks were swollen, and there was an obvious wound on her right face, so long. A scratch, even if it heals, will leave a scar, right?

Thinking of this, his eyes turned cold.

In the silent night, he stared at her face for a long time, stretched out his hand, and wanted to touch her wound, but his hand paused in mid-air for a while, and he did not dare to touch it after all.

 He didn’t leave until late at night.

 Going downstairs, going out, sitting back in his car, he picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

Song Cheng answered the call quickly and said sleepily: "Hey, Brother Shen, are you going to let me sleep in the middle of the night?"

Shen Liangchuan stared straight ahead, "You said yesterday that there was a press conference for a crew that invited me to attend. I remember that the third male lead of that crew was Wang Wenhao?"

 (End of this chapter)