Chapter 338 (1/2)

Hearing the familiar beep, ye Mianmian's heart beat faster.

This call means a lot to her.

She expects him to answer the phone, even if he scolds her now, she is willing to.

However, the sound lasted for a moment, and then it broke again soon.

All in vain.

She stares at her cell phone in a daze.

He's dead. Maybe Mu Mu's mobile phone number is protecting for him. That's why she can get through!

After thinking for a long time, she put the mobile phone aside and climbed to the bed again in silence.

At this time, in the rich man's mansion District of Shenzhen City, a villa.

Xia Zhiwei is lying on the sofa, receiving a spa massage on her skin.

The massage technique was invited from Thailand. The technique is very good

Xia Zhiwei has a good family background. From childhood to adulthood, she is not short of money. However, what she cherishes is her skin. She spends a lot of money on skin care every day.

Especially at the end of the day, she will enjoy it.

In the distance, Zheng Ying, an assistant beside her, is busy commanding the Navy, helping Xia Zhiwei promote her new play, and taking self portraits on various video websites and media every day.

In reply to some enthusiastic netizens, Xia Zhiwei should have done it by herself, but she was tired and naturally fell on Zheng Ying.

Zheng Ying also has some means. Although Xia Zhiwei is beautiful, she has just come to Shenzhen for development.

In terms of fame, she is far less famous than the hero Ruan Haotian... So now, she needs to often send some seemingly ambiguous small group photos and small bridge segments to attract the attention of some Haotian fans.

After the massage, Xia Zhiwei got up in her nightgown and took a look in the mirror. She was very satisfied with her watery skin.

She always likes to pursue perfection. A few years ago, in order to look exquisite, she also made some micro plastic surgery to make herself more beautiful.

”Not bad!”

She stroked her cheek with a satisfied smile.

For a long time, she got up and walked slowly from the living room into a study inside.

The bookshelves here are lined with neat books, four books and five classics, as well as ancient and modern Chinese and foreign literature.

As an artist, she needs to make her fans feel that she is very powerful and tall.

She took a Book of songs and put it on the table. After opening it, she put a cup of tea and coffee beside it and took a self portrait.

Water Ling Ling's skin, coupled with highly cultured books, she added a line of small words next to it.

Like in the dead of night when a person slowly enjoy the joy of text, plain face of me, do you like it?

After editing, it was sent to Zheng Ying's mobile phone.

”Send it out for me. If you have a thousand replies, send out a big red envelope!”

”All right!”

After all this, she pushed the book of songs aside.

In fact, she hates reading!

Every time she read a book, she would doze off. For her, the book was Cui Mian's best thing.

After half a cup of coffee, she got up and walked to a table by the window with a transparent normal temperature curing glass jar on it.

I don't know with other girls who love to raise flowers and grass. What she raises is a white snake.

The little snake is as thick as chopsticks and perches on a dead branch. She comes to feed it by hand every day.

Looking at it happily spitting out the letter, her face showed a satisfied smile, a living insect was put in, and soon fell into the snake's belly.

”Xiaobai, grow up quickly...”