Chapter 9 (1/2)

Back home, Su Xia still felt suddenly in her heart. After taking a bath, she lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling. Her star eyes were a little confused. She couldn't think of the purpose of Gu.

Anyway, it's OK. I'm fast.

Close your eyes, suddenly fly out of the Gu Jinnian's that sentence, ”is it a good way to promise each other?” The low voice seemed to be still in my ears.

It's going crazy!

It's haunting! Su Xia scratched her head and suddenly remembered that she was getting along with him today. She had such a good chance. Why didn't she bring a recorder or something? If the real voice of master Gu was recorded, she would not be rich.

However, when she thought of her recorder, Su Xia was very angry. Yi Yi was so beautiful and kind-hearted. She didn't expect that she was so mean.

If it were not for Gu Jinnian, he could not have been sent to which bed.

Yi Yi, think of this name, immediately, in the heart angry teeth itch!

Jump out of bed, turn on the computer, Su Xia decided to expose the ugly face of this woman, just boarded wechat, a series of voice, SMS.

It's all for her.

Uncle, ”where have you been? Didn't come back all night and didn't answer your phone? Is it too tired? Yesterday Yi Yi's picture, I received, you take very good, this time, we made a lot of money! In the evening, I ordered some tables at the hill hotel. Come here quickly. ”

Yi, photos? Good shot?

What the hell? When did she do it? Didn't they rip all the film off?

Is it that Yi is ready to hype? So in this way? Su Xia started the hot search. As she expected, Yi Yi reached the top of the hot search list. However, the content in it seems not to be a good thing. The pictures are all about Yi Yi's suppression of her female stars, Bo's attention to humiliating others, and even some people recorded videos to report her ugly behavior.

”It's disgusting. It looks pure on the surface, so disgusting.”

”... it's said that Xiao San has been taken care of.”

”... the gold master must be blind enough.”

Hill Hotel.

Su Xia drooped her eyes and looked at the people who came to congratulate her one by one. She dragged her uncle, who was sitting beside her with a full face of spring breeze. ”Uncle, do you think this picture was taken by me?”