"Husband, why didn't you answer my phone, I know you're angry with me, it's all my fault, you got hurt, and it's still ...... I'm also worried about your body, hurt your body once, I don't want to hurt a second time, can you understand? ”

"Husband, come back as soon as you finish your errands, I'm the only one in the family now, such a wide apartment, deserted, I'm really a little scared."

……

Ling Fei sent a few WeChat messages in a row, and her voice was so sassy and numb that she almost thundered herself.

With that, she tossed her phone aside, rubbed the goosebumps on her arm, and closed her eyes.

After a while, I couldn't help but open my eyes.

I took my phone and looked at it.

Song Tianmo did not reply to her WeChat.

watched it several times in a row, delayed for more than an hour, and did not receive a reply from Song Tianmo, Ling Fei fell asleep depressed.

Early the next morning, the first thing she did when she woke up was to take her phone.

There was still nothing on the mobile phone except for the few words she left for Song Tianmo.

Ling Fei was really depressed.

Holding his head, he rubbed his hair vigorously.

It was still early, and she didn't let Li Hou send her to the set, so she took the bus directly to the film and television city.

It took more than an hour to get to the destination.

As soon as she got out of the car and walked a few steps, an eye-catching Mercedes Benz suddenly stopped beside her and honked her horn.

Ling Fei looked sideways.

The window of the car was rolled down to reveal a familiar figure, it was the president Sun who had a passionate meeting with Yu Xiaolu in the toilet.

"Miss Ling."

"Mr. Sun."

Ling Fei greeted him politely.

"Miss Ling comes by bus every day?"

"Hmm."

"I'm just going to the set, come up and I'll give you a ride." Mr. Sun said personably.

The bus stop was about a ten-minute walk away from where they were filming.

Ling Fei didn't want to get into his car.

"No, I've been sitting in the car for too long, just getting down and walking around, Mr. Sun, please, don't worry about me." Ling Fei smiled slightly, waved at him, turned around and continued to walk forward.

Mr. Sun looked at her graceful back.

Raised an eyebrow meaningfully.

As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the Mercedes-Benz drove forward quickly, quickly overtaking Ling Fei.

Taking advantage of the interval between filming, Ling Fei also took out her mobile phone from time to time to watch, and it was not until the afternoon that Song Tianmo's WeChat still did not move, and she completely gave up.

knew that Song Tianmo would not reply to her WeChat.

At this time, it was the middle of the night in the United States, and she didn't call Song Tianmo, but took a few beautiful photos with her mobile phone, stored them in her mobile phone, and prepared to send them to Song Tianmo at night.

What she didn't know was that when she was taking a selfie with all kinds of beautiful poses, Mr. Sun held his mobile phone and pointed the camera at her.

Fingers flew, snapping several profile photos of her.

Looking at Ling Fei's beautiful and charming face on the mobile phone, Mr. Sun's eyes were extremely hot, and his eyes flashed with imperativeness.

"Hey, Mr. Sun, you drink water, it's too cold today, drink some water to warm up."

Yu Xiaolu stepped on high heels, twisted her waist and swung her hips with tea, and smiled charmingly.

"What are you looking at?" When she walked to Mr. Sun's side, she raised her eyelids and glanced at it.

"It's nothing, someone in the company sent me a message." Mr. Sun put away his phone without a trace and took the tea from Yu Xiaolu's hand.

Taking advantage of the fact that people were not paying attention, he gently pinched her hand: "You are so beautiful today." ”

Yu Xiaolu smiled: "Really? Mr. Sun, do you really think I'm beautiful today? Prettier than her? ”