I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

Mo Yesi couldn't help raising his lips: um, chat for a while.

Driving position.

Seeing from the rearview mirror, his uncle's complexion turned "yin to sunny" Li Shu couldn't help but secretly sighed in his heart: This love and love thing, it really can't be avoided by anyone, once trapped in it, joy Sorrow, couldn't help myself anymore.

There is a more handsome man in his family.

Who can influence his emotions like this?

But the man he was destined to appear appeared, and he also became indistinguishable from ordinary men.

He will become less like himself for a woman.

Is this good or bad?

Probably, it’s good.

If people don't care about anything at all, they don't care about anything, they will become more and more impersonal.

He still hoped that his young master would not become such a person.

"Go to Tangyi Film and Television Company."

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the other side.

Qiao Mianmian signed the contract smoothly.

The staff responsible for signing reminded before she left: "Miss Qiao, the boot time is set at three days, go to the M city for shooting, you must not forget."

"Well, I know. You can rest assured that I will definitely arrive on time."

Qiao Mianmian took the signed contract and walked happily out of the office.

Just walked out, "bang", hit a person head-on.

There was a faint smell of men's perfume coming from her nose. She hit the other person's chest with one end and felt like she was hitting a stone, so that she took a step back while covering her nose.

The person who was hit by her also took a step back.

Before Qiao Mianmian looked up to see who the other party was, he heard an exaggerated exclaim: "Oh, Xiao Tutu, are you okay. What's going on with your little girl, you don't walk the road What do you do if you smashed our little painter?"

"Small Tutu, do you feel uncomfortable? Would you like to go to the hospital to see it? This little girl looked at a thin and small one, and she was quite powerful. Did you deliberately hit our small Tutu? Yeah, let me tell you, this kind of routine doesn’t work anymore."

"In this year, everyone really wants to rub our small Tutu traffic, alas, we can't blame you, blame our family Xiaotu Tu is too red."

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

What the hell!

What a little scribble, what she deliberately put on people, what deliberately rubs traffic...

"Cough, Mike, shut up, stop talking!"

Another man's voice rang.

It's a nice voice.

It sounds very sunny and energetic.

"Miss, are you okay?" The nice voice rang again.

Qiao Mianmian rubbed his red nose and slowly raised his head.

When she saw the man who was bending over and looking at her, she was stunned, and then her eyes widened in surprise.

"Are you... Tu Yilei?"

Qiao Mianmian knew that the number one she signed was Tu Yilei.

Jiang Luo told her early.

So seeing Tu Yilei here is actually normal.

Despite this, for the first time I saw myself, and still at such a close distance, she was still a bit uneasy.

Tu Yilei is not Qiao Mianmian's idol.

But he is definitely the best male **** in the hearts of thousands of girls.

As the most popular top traffic idol nowadays, even if Qiao Mianmian doesn't follow him, she still pays attention to this person.