After returning to the house, as soon as Li Hua pushed open the door, she saw the painter's little brother standing in the living room, repairing the light bulb that had been broken in the living room for several days.

Li Hua doesn't usually stay in the living room, and the light at the entrance can shine a little on the living room, so she hasn't paid attention to the light when it breaks.

Thinking that people had just moved in today and repaired the light bulbs, she was quite upset.

"You're back?"

Li Hua nodded, stood by the door and asked him while changing his shoes, "Have you eaten?" ”

Painter: "I just finished cleaning up the room, and I just came out to turn on the light and found that the light was broken, so I went downstairs and bought a light bulb to change. ”x www.x m.x

"Haven't eaten yet?

I'll order you a takeout. ”

"No, you don't have to worry about me, go into the house and rest."

Li Hua looked at this little handsome guy and was quite reliable, and felt that he was a person who lived a life.

She originally said that she would go over to help, but the people had already changed it and said that they would go into the house to take a bath.

Li Hua also went back to her room, and as soon as she opened the mobile phone group, she saw that the three people were all talking about her and Qiao Mingcan.

The words of spending a good night together came out, and Li Hua couldn't help but send a voice over: "Break off friendship, you few bad friends!" ”

Xiong Yu: Come on, Sister Hua's business?

Wei Xiangmu: Not so fast, right?

I guess I haven't finished taking a shower yet, and I'll fight again after taking a shower.

Li Hua: Zhan Mao, don't make it look like you've never seen a man, let people know how embarrassing it is?

Song Huayi: Sister Hua, how is it?

Do you feel a little excited?

Li Hua: Move your head and show you something, I took a picture on the side of the road when I just came back.

Song Huayi nestled on the sofa in the living room, and when she saw the photo sent by Li Hua, she sat up from the sofa with a frown.

Because the shooting light was relatively dim and there was a street tree next to it, she enlarged the photo a little before she was sure that the woman in the photo was Meng Qianjun.

The man standing next to her was wearing a mask and couldn't see clearly.

He doesn't look much taller than Meng Qianjun, and he feels like a man in his thirties to forties.

It's hard to say what the relationship between the two people is, but judging from the fact that the man's hand hooked the shoulder of Meng Qianjun, a married woman, there should be some improper relationship between men and women.

Song Huayi exited the picture page, and was about to ask who this man was, when he saw Xiong Yu, who was familiar with all kinds of gossip news in the entertainment industry, sent a message a few seconds ago, saying: This man is a bit like Pan Lang?

I still like him a lot, a very manly man, didn't he just win the actor some time ago?

When he gave a speech, he also showed a wave of affection with his wife, but he didn't expect to collude with Meng Qianjun in private, which was too evil.

Wei Xiangmu: This circle was originally set up by sellers, and in private it was another person entirely, Pan Lang liked to gamble, and took his wife to our casino many times, and I saw that every time he lost money, his wife gave it.

This Pan Lang, Song Huayi has also heard of the fan circle, I feel that he is a very respected predecessor in the entertainment industry, his reputation has always been good, he has good looks and acting skills, and he has always been a well-known favorite wife, there has been no negative news, and he has changed careers to become a director in the past two years, and he can be regarded as a veritable successful person.

Li Hua: Is this big news?

Song Huayi smiled and forwarded the photo to Brother Kun.

Brother Kun was shocked when he saw it, saying that Song Huayi was much more useful than those paparazzi under him, and this Pan Lang's scandal could be dug up.

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But in this photo, even if everyone thinks that the man in the photo looks like Pan Lang, he can completely deny these when he is in public relations.

Song Huayi asked Brother Kun to secretly observe them for a few days to see if he could catch some more favorable information.

She felt that by grasping Meng Qianjun's handle, she would have the confidence to negotiate with her in the future, and Meng Qianjun would not dare to think about being a demon if she had nothing to do.

Of course, the best way is to beat her with a shot until there is no way to turn over, otherwise this kind of person will be a time bomb if she stays.

"Ding Dong-" Zhan Shaoyin sent a message and asked her: Have you gone back?

Song Huayi couldn't help but smile when he looked at his chat box, snuggled comfortably into the sofa again, and replied lazily by typing: I have already returned, and I have taken a shower.

As soon as her message passed, the video call page popped up.

In the past, every time he sent a video chat, Song Huayi was a little nervous, and he would look in the mirror before connecting, and only after confirming that his current appearance was not ugly.

Now she didn't have these scruples, she kept the position she felt comfortable, lying on the sofa with her hair scattered, and directly connected to the video.

The page also pops up on his side, where he is shirtless, leaning against the bathtub and soaking in the bathtub.

Through the screen, Song Huayi didn't feel too shy, only looked at his upper body with beautiful muscular lines presumptuously, and heard him say, "Your angle is good." ”

Song Huayi was puzzled: "Why?" ”

He said in a flat tone: "When I was up there, I saw this angle. ”

Song Huayi understood the meaning of his words, blushed and immediately sat up from the sofa, frowned and said to him: "Can you not be full of yellow water?"

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He still talked a lot, and his tone was very serious: "I really want to hold you now." ”

Song Huayi blushed and muttered: "When I was at home, I didn't see how much you liked to hug me." ”

Zhan Shaoyin: "Next time I go on a business trip, I have to take you with me." ”

Song Huayi: "Then you have to ask me if I agree, and I'm not a piece of your baggage." (Initial, domain name (remember _ three < three ^ small" said (net) W, ω, ω@.x, 彡, 彡, x'¥[email protected], o-м text) < more ¥ new / speed ¥ degree most & 駃 = 0

He smiled and said, "I think you can't wait, after all, you like to check the post so much." ”

Song Huayi: "I'm too lazy to check, I'm too lazy to care about you." ”

Zhan Shaoyin: "There are always some people who make up stories in their heads when they have nothing to do. ”

There was a sentence by sentence chatting, and no one was willing to hang up the phone. x

It was almost half past ten, and Zhan Shaoyin asked her to go to sleep, but she was not allowed to hang up the phone.

Song Huayi turned off the light and lay on the bed, the mobile phone was placed next to the pillow, and the talk time was still increasing by second, but no one spoke.

It seems that in this way, I feel that the other party is by my side, and I feel a little more satisfied and down-to-earth.

Early the next morning, the first thing Song Huayi woke up was to look at his phone, he wanted to see if the call was still continuing, but when he picked up the phone, he found that the phone was out of power and turned off automatically, and he didn't know what time the call was interrupted.

Connecting the phone to the charging cable, Song Huayi got up and went to the bathroom to wash.

When she came out and opened her phone, she saw that Li Hua and Zhan Shaoyin had sent her messages.

Zhan Shaoyin sent it at seven o'clock in the morning, telling her good morning and reminding her to eat breakfast.

Li Hua sent it ten minutes ago, and asked Song Huayi to accompany her to the interview in the morning, saying that the friend of the radio drama recommended to her by Qiao Mingcan yesterday, she went back last night to contact her, and the other party asked her to go over today to try the sound.