Sweet Wife, be Good!

After Zhuang Shihao went out, he played with his cell phone for a while before dialing a call to the assistant, asking him to help him find Su Mi's phone number.

When he got Su Mi's phone number, he dialed it.

On the other end of the phone, it was not Su Mi's voice, but a middle-aged woman who asked, "Who are you, what are you looking for Su Mi?"

It sounded like the voice of her manager.

Because this is Su Mi's private number, people who can call in should be familiar with Su Mi. Because Su Mi is putting on makeup, Sister Cao answered the phone.

Sister Cao has been able to be an agent for such a long time, and she has already developed her own skills, and she can basically remember the voices she has heard.

It was precisely because she heard that Zhuang Shihao was calling, her tone was so unkind.

"I'm looking for Su Mi, you just say that Zhuang Shihao is looking for her." Zhuang Shihao didn't think so much, and said flatly.

"Then wait a moment." Sister Cao gave Su Mi the phone and said, "It's Zhuang Shihao."

Su Mi is putting on makeup, and Fang Lan is sitting opposite. She is here to deal with the agreement, and she has been here these days.

Fang Lan also heard the name Zhuang Shihao, and raised her brows slightly, but she was also very calm after all, and her lips were slightly bent.

She motioned to Su Mi with her eyes: "Come on. Play the voice."

Maybe it was because she was ready in her heart, so no matter what Zhuang Shihao said, she could accept it.

Sister Cao asked the makeup artist and others to leave first, and Su Mi pressed the release button.

Zhuang Shihao's voice came over: "Su Mi."

"Does Mr. Zhuang have anything to do with me?" Su Mi's voice was slightly alienated, and she didn't remember any friendship between herself and Zhuang Shihao.

"You let Peng Xiuxiu leave Jingyuan?" Zhuang Shihao's voice, with a trace of reproach.

Su Mi changed her posture, picked up her phone, and glanced at Fang Lan quickly, but Fang Lan just held the tea cup calmly, drinking without a mouthful.

"It's me. What's the matter? I have such a problem with my competitor. It seems to be an ordinary behavior."

Zhuang Shihao said indifferently: "Don't let her leave. You also know that mixing in the entertainment industry is not an easy task. To start from a different place, where is it so easy? Look at my face and let her go."

He may be accustomed to being arrogant, so even if he is consulting with Su Mi, his tone is as if he is arrogant.

Su Mi glanced at Fang Lan, her expression remained calm, but her fingers holding the teacup trembled slightly. As a woman, who could not understand what kind of mood it was like?

Although she had chosen to give up, it was also an act of stabbing a knife to hear her husband defend such a woman in this way.

Su Mi was about to refuse, Fang Lan said: "Promise him, Su Mi."

It was the voice of the voice, Zhuang Shihao could hear her clearly when she spoke.

He was stunned for a moment, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Fang Lan?"

There was a slight annoyance in my heart for a moment, and he obviously didn't expect that Fang Lan would hear clearly about his pleading for Peng Xiuxiu.

I really didn't expect that Fang Lan was here.

However, he quickly recovered his composure and said, "Where is Fang Lan?"