The Her That Is So Charming

The hall is very quiet.

When the first sentence of the recording was released, even Song Yun, who was sitting on the ground with a gray face, smiled rarely.

She raised her head and looked at Ruan Yan with a sneer, as if she was saying, you see, you are not just a despicable stand-in, a lowly plaything. Ruan Yan.

Xie Qian and the producer looked at each other, looked at each other, and chose to keep quiet.

And Xing Qing couldn't help it at all. She stood up shamelessly, pulling Ruan Yan and going out, "Go, let's go back, ignore this group of people, it's disgusting, one is more disgusting."

Xing Qing had never seen Ruan Yan's ex-boyfriend who had given her a house of appointment. But she has seen photos of Shen Jin and Song Yun.

As early as the launch conference of "Two Life Flowers", someone used a trumpet to send a group photo of two people in Ruan Yan's mailbox, so when Shen Jin walked into the police station today, she even thought that the rumored information department The president, specially came to support Song Yun...

"Disgusting, don't you think she is not disgusting when she acts as a stand-in for someone else?" Song Yun immediately retorted.

"Stand-in?" Xing Qing said, "Is it worthy of you too?"

The methods are low-level and vicious. On the whole face, except for those eyes that most resemble Ruan Yan, Xing Qing really couldn’t see any advantages of her. No wonder the Song family and the Shen family joined hands to hold her, and they failed to make her big. flower.

"You should just wait for our lawyer's letter.

Xing Qing took Ruan Yan to go out.

Ruan Yan let Xing Qing pull her. Her face was as calm as ever.

With such a calm appearance, even Shen Chongli, who was sitting in a chair waiting for a good show, was shocked.

Is it so calm?

Is it too bad to react, or is it really so strong?

"Miss Ruan still likes my recording?" Shen Chongli looked at Ruan Yan, trying to find a trace of loss on her face.

Unfortunately, Ruan Yan didn't even look at Shen Chongli, and didn't answer him at all. She directly said to Xie Qian: "Director Xie, the matter has been settled, and I may have to go home and rest first. Do you want to be together?"

Xie Xie and the producer looked at each other, and said in a tacit understanding: "We are not on the way, the assistant will pick it up by car."

Ruan Yan said, and then left with Xing Qing.

She didn't even look at Shen Jin from start to finish.

As if she had never heard that recording...

Finally, Shen Jin raised his foot, followed behind her, and walked out the door with her.

"Ruan Yan." He called her name, trying to reach out to pull her, but was quickly blocked by Xing Qing.

"Ms. Shen should go back and see Miss Song." Xing Qingheng looked at Shen Jin, lightly mocking.

Shen Jin frowned, "I'll see what she is doing."

Xing Qing was shocked by the shamelessness of this dog man. She understood why she told Ruan Yan, "I feel that your boyfriend treats you very well", Ruan Yan would lightly write back to her: "Then you and Ruan Yan He will try to fall in love".

Try, you are a big head!

Xing Qing took out his mobile phone, clicked on a picture in the album, zoomed in, and held it up to Shen Jin, "Is President Shen literate? Song Yunxunke President Romance, do I still need to read these words? You? What does it mean, unmarried men and unmarried women, while you are playing ambiguously with Song Yun, while you are with Yan Yan, where is the problem with you?"

When Shen Jin looked at the photo of him and Song Yun walking out of the car, he felt choked.

"I have never been with Song Yun, and I don't like her either." Shen Jin finally said only such a pale sentence.

Xing Qing sneered, "I just know that you and Yan have been together for two years. A lot of resources are piled on Song Yun, let Yan Yan squeeze the subway to go to the interview, and have to endure unreliable on the way. Investor's harassment...saying that you don't like Song Yun, you can ask those entertainment bloggers, those netizens who join in the fun on Weibo, how many will believe it?"

"Are you harassed by investors? The old fellow Bai Ronglei dare to move you?" Shen Jin looked at Ruan Yan, his hostility still in his eyes.

Xing Qing really has nothing to say to him, he really knows the point.

Xing Qing wanted to take this person back, but Ruan Yan, who had been silent, finally said: "No, Bai Ronglei has never troubled me anymore. Go back, Shen Jin."

Shen Jin is most afraid of her such peace. When we were together before, he only felt that her peace was obedient and not causing trouble. Only now did he know that her peace was actually neglecting, not caring.

He pursed his lips, remembering what Xiang Zhou had said, and said to him, "Ruan Yan, come here."

Ruan Yan wanted to say no. When her eyes touched the thick gauze wrapped around his neck, she felt helpless. She said to Xing Qing, "Wait for me."

She walked over to him and got close. Xing Qing also walked away automatically.

"Let's talk about it, for the last five minutes, I'll go back to rest after I finish talking, and I have to get through tomorrow..."

"Yin Yan, I hurt."

Before Ruan Yan finished speaking, Shen Jin interrupted her. He stretched out his hand to hold her sleeves and repeated, "Yan Yan, my neck really hurts."

He tried to lower his voice and level it down, thinking about what Xiang Zhou said to him, women, and occasionally like boys who can act like a baby.

He tried to remember in his mind what it would look like if Wen Yiyang acted like a baby.

Shen Jin frowned more tightly. He said, "It hurts like a needle."

Ruan Yan looked at him like this: "..."

"Shen Jin, are there any other tricks?" she asked.

Shen Jin was startled. As a result, all his expressions slowly withdrew, and he returned to his original cold look.

Ruan Yan thought, more pleasing to the eye.

"There are no other tricks, but what you said, if I helped you block the caustic soda water today, you owe me." Shen Jin looked at her.

Ruan Yan was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed. She was worried that this matter could not be resolved, since he took the initiative to mention it.

"That's it, you said that in today's recording, right?"

"I said it, but that..."

"It's fine you said. Shen Jin, I have made you a toy for two years. Two years." Ruan Yan paused, "Then, can we just get there. I don't blame you, and I won't give birth." Your anger will not harass you if you feel wronged because of this. We just arrived, can we?"

Shen Jin jerked his head up and looked at her incredulously. At this moment, he felt pain. The area on the back of his neck that had been burned by caustic soda water was really hot and painful.

"I do not want."

"I don't want to be a toy either, sorry." Ruan Yan turned around and really left.

Only Shen Jin was left standing alone.

Gu Zhaoye and the others ran out quickly, looking at Shen Jin.

Zhou Muxuan glanced at the ruthless figure in front of him and said, "Really gone?"

Shen Jin didn't speak.

Gu Zhaoye tentatively said, "But I think, Brother Jin, your toys and other things are really too hurt and disrespectful. If anyone listens to this, I can't bear it."

"At that time, I didn't want to say that to her. She confronted Song Yemei, and I went to Shen Chongli. I couldn't show that I cared too much about her. Shen Chongli was a pervert, and I had snatched it from my childhood, including marrying Song Yemei. He wanted to grab it with me..."

Shen Jin didn't speak any more, anyway, the words had already been spoken, he just felt tired. It seemed to him that there was really no way he could get her back.

He lit a cigarette, faintly feeling a little sore in his eyes.

Xing Qing pulled Ruan Yan into the car. Through the rearview mirror, she glanced at the men behind. She still couldn't help but cursed "garbage" again.

"Good, rouge, not afraid, we will focus on our career in the future, don't want these stinky men, be beautiful!" Xing Qing held the steering wheel and comforted her.

Ruan Yan rolled down the car window and prepared to nod, only to realize that something was wrong: "Why?"

"Why is busy with a career to be understood as unique? I have always felt that careers and men can be owned at the same time, and only those who are not capable enough will choose one of the two."

Ruan Yan paused, "If it's me, I want it all."

Xing Qing was stunned, and the cold wind poured in. She suddenly laughed, and she wanted it all, this woman really doesn't need her comfort anywhere.

Out of the office.

Everyone has gone. Xie Mian, the producer, and Shen Chongli all left.

Only Song Yun and the assistant are still here.

The assistant looked around, carrying Song Yun on his back, and secretly walked to the bathroom next to him.

Then she took out her mobile phone and dialed a call: "I have done what you said, replacing the paint on the glass **** with caustic soda water. What you said, even if it fails, it will keep me safe. ."

"Aren't you really all right now? No life is in danger, isn't it safe."

The assistant gave a sudden, "You lied to me?"

"No, promise your money, I will transfer it to your parents, don't worry."

The assistant just felt his teeth tremble tightly.

What is this woman made of? How can you be so vicious, "Also, Teacher Song may be sentenced, you are so cruel, let your sister do the trick for you?"

"Yeah. She is so stupid, I still don't understand what she lost to Ruan Yan."

"What is it?" The assistant squeezed the phone tightly, for fear that Song Yun would come across the corridor.

"The heart is too soft, and the start is too slow, and you will definitely lose. This is the reason where you put it."

The assistant was a little scared in his heart, "However, he may be detained."

"Detained for six days, I will give you 600,000 yuan, do you do it or not?" Song Yemei sneered over there.

The assistant sighed, raised his hand and touched his right cheek, thinking that Song Yun asked her to send a red envelope to the cameraman when he was filming in Hengdian. After the incident was revealed, Song Yun slapped her face fiercely. And the maintenance cost of hundreds of thousands of equipment...

I'm really sorry, Teacher Song.

"Okay, Sister Mei, after this is over, you have to help me arrange my back road in my hometown."

"Well, don't worry."

Song Yemei hung up the phone.

Turning around, Shen Chongli had already returned. He took off the windbreaker outside and put it on his left arm, still carrying the chill in the twilight.

Song Yemei looked at him, and then walked into the bedroom.

"Why, when you see me, don't say hello?" Shen Chongli strode over, stretched out her hand, and pinched her shoulder blade. She wore a thin knit sweater, with her knuckles resting on her shoulders, as if she could shatter with a pinch.

"Let go of me." Song Yemei struggled.

Shen Chongli's hands pressed hard, and Song Yemei immediately called out in pain.

"Remember, I want to let go, just let go, you don't need to say it."

Shen Chongli let go of her, and she was forced to take a step backward by her inertia.

"Who was you calling?" Shen Chongli hung up the trench coat and turned his head to look at her.

"My sister's assistant." Song Yemei said directly and frankly.

Shen Chongli said coldly: "In the future, you should clean your hands and feet. Although I look at you disgusting, you still have the title of my wife on your head. Don't show some stupid feet and go out to lose my face."

Song Ye lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.

After speaking, Shen Chongli went to the second floor.

Song Yemei also walked into his room. They have been sleeping in separate rooms for two years, and they were originally two people who didn't like them.

As soon as the door closed, she immediately took off her sweater and threw it into the trash can.

I didn't even look at it again.

The room is full of pictures of women. As long as someone visits the house, they will sigh that Song Yemei is really a master at taking pictures of women.

All of them are beautiful, all of them are beautiful.

But only Song Yemei knew that when she was lying on the bed, her gaze, what her bed was directly facing, could be seen at a glance—

There is only the grand canyon with a magnificent angle of view and naked and rocky photos.

Carpertee Grand Canyon.

Song Yemei glanced at it one last time, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Tomorrow, give Ruan Yan a big gift tomorrow.

She thought so in the bottom of her heart.

"Have you gotten up? There are a lot of things today. In the morning, I went to the "Essence" magazine to select the film with their editor in chief. Then in the afternoon, you will go to the previously scheduled technology company to meet the director of the commercial; we have to contact Zhou Zijue in the middle. Ask about entering the group."

Xing Qing called Ruan Yan early in the morning to wake her up from her dream.

Ruan Yan turned around, eagerly wanting to stay in bed again, and suddenly remembered that going to "Essence", she must have seen Song Yemei again, so she felt a dull pain in her head and quickly packed her things to prepare for makeup.

After opening the door, Xie Wanwan, who was on the opposite side, was also ready to go out. They asked, "Would you like to eat some wontons in our store?"

Ruan Yan shook his head, "Thank you, go to work in a hurry, next time!"

After rushing to "Essence", the attitude of the photographers over there was not much better than the last time I came, just one mouthful for Teacher Ruan.

"Teacher Song will come when the meeting is over, wait a minute, Teacher Ruan." The little girl serving tea smiled sweetly.

"It's ok."

Ruan Yan started a lot of those photo albums on the wall, and finally she kept her eyes on the little photo of the canyon for a long time.

"You are here." Song Yemei walked over. She smiled gently as she always did. When she came in, she didn't forget to remind the little girl, "Remember to press your eyes with a green tea bag at night, and the dark circles will come out."

"Okay. Thank you, Teacher Song." The little girl smiled sweetly.

It is not difficult to guess that Song Yemei must be very popular in this magazine.

If she hadn't seen the yacht with her own eyes, how she planned to frame Ruan Yan, Ruan Yan would also be hard to guess, she was so inferior.

"Come on, let's choose the film first." Song Yemei sat down and took out the camera, notebook, and pad in the same way.

Ruan Yan glanced at him, "Adelina by the Water" indeed took Ruan Yan extremely beautifully.

The blue sky and blue sea, as well as the pink Longsha gems, were adorned in her arms one by one.

"They are all beautiful. As a photographer, I am a little hard to choose." Song Yemei smiled gently at her.

Ruan Yan only feels terrible, and these photos are all exquisite. It can be seen that Song Yemei is absolutely sincere in his later work, both inside and out.

The most poisonous snake, the fiercest hunter, is the most tolerant.

"Well, it's really beautiful, I really can't choose it." Ruan Yan said.

"It doesn't matter, choose slowly." Song Yemei took a sip of coffee.

Ruan Yan smiled at her: "Can I choose that photo of the Grand Canyon?"

Song Yemei's face was slightly cold, and he shook his head: "No."

"All right."

Next, after choosing the film, but it was still early to take a break, the little girl in the office who helped to pour tea left early.

The two went straight to the point, and Song Yemei said first: "Do me a favor."

Ruan Yan raised her eyebrows, and they were not only unfamiliar, they were almost completely unfamiliar...

"I'll exchange with you," Song Yemei said, approaching her, "exchanging a secret with you."

"For example, do you know, Shen Jin's third uncle, whose name is—"

"Lu Boliang."