Chapter 89 (1/2)

Originally enough vexed, Lin Yi's such a cut in, Murong Hao just feel embarrassed, even embarrassed with angry roared back, Lin Yi's ears vibrated buzzing.

In the next week after the defendant Bai Hou, mu Ronghao returned to the United States because of filming, while Jiang Li became a little muddled, and even made a series of mistakes in shooting the love scenes between the man and the woman, which made everyone very worried.

”Xiao Li, if you are too tired recently, you should go back to have a rest for a few days before continuing to shoot your part. It's enough to play for a while. ”

Jin qianyun patted Jiang Li on the shoulder and said it tactfully. This play is her masterpiece. Naturally, I don't want to see any flaws.

Although Jiang Li wanted to say it was ok, she saw other people's whispers and realized how failed she was. So she had to smile awkwardly and answer.

She didn't want to go out when she had time to rest. That day, Murong Hao left her words and left, leaving her no place to verify. That words originally ambiguous, she always can't help recalling.

Muronghao likes her? Does that sound like it?

But why do you think of it when you still hook your lips and leave shyness at the end of your eyes! Isn't he poisoned by that guy?

Jiang Li stares at herself in the mirror, who looks like a girl in spring, with a bitter smile.

”Muronghao, this madman, won't play with me again? Just for me to stay here for you! ”

Although she didn't want to admit that the answer had already been formed in her heart, Jiang Li had to admit that, except for the illusion that she had made her heart beat before, only this answer was most in line with someone's nature.

Just think of everything is just my imagination, is Murong Hao's casual talk, there is a kind of pain in the chest.

But on the spur of the moment, how can I be a fool and be happy! She didn't want to go into her own thoughts. She patted her cheek and pressed all her emotions back to the bottom of her heart.

As a star, it's rare to have a small holiday to spend. After thinking about it, Jiang Li thinks it's a waste to just stay at home, but she doesn't know where to go if she wants to go out.

Tangled in the downstairs, pour himself a cup of cold water, just about to drink, but the housekeeper came in a hurry.

”Miss Jiang, a guest outside said that he was your friend and wanted to meet him.”

The old man has white hair and white beard. His waist is slightly arched because of his old age. The corners of his mouth have been tilted to the right radian. He looks amiable. Although Jiang Li lives here temporarily, she takes good care of her.

”OK, I'll be right there.” Swallowing the last mouthful of water in the cup, Jiang Li quickly nodded and followed.

She has great respect for housekeeper Zhang.

There are not many people who know Jiang Li's residence, most of them are in Murong Hao's hands. Therefore, when she learned from the housekeeper that she had guests, Jiang Li was still very surprised.

With the doubt in my heart, I went to the door. The winter light in the afternoon was not dazzling, but it was warm. Jiang Li only wears a thin shirt and pestles there. She doesn't feel too cold.

Eyes follow the housekeeper's guide, slowly move away, and fall on the figure with her back to her. Jiang Li can't help but stare. The clear eye bottom is the anger of leaping up, and a trace of indifference to each other's intention.

A week's time is just a fleeting moment. Open your eyes, close them again, and you will be in front of you.

Because the car at home was out of condition and sent to repair, Jiang Li had to ask Milan to go to the production team to prepare, and then she arrived.

After going out of the gate and turning the corner, Jiang Li tightens her tight shawl. After two steps, she is blocked by a man who suddenly appears.

”I know you blame me, but can you give me a chance. I just want to talk to you. ”

Song Yunchen looks very down and out of his way. His always neat suit and coat are all wrinkled, and his neck tie is askew to one side.

Jiang Li pushed back, calm eyes in addition to the initial fear, there was no other emotion. Already in the heart of the end of the feelings, now is no longer able to stimulate her love for him.

”I have nothing to say to you for a long time. Live with blue snow. Don't come to me again.”

Don't want to do more entanglement, Jiang Li indifferent finish, then bypass song Yunchen forward. The lane was not deep, but there were few people, so their conversation did not attract the attention of others.

Jiang Li just walked not two steps, but the skirt was suddenly grasped in her hand, holding on to it.

”I know it was all my fault. I shouldn't have been bewitched by blue snow and left you behind. Jiang Li, but I still have you in my heart. These days, I've been thinking about our past. ”

People behind him say that they are very emotional, but Jiang Li shakes song Yunchen's hand. There is no need to entangle things that have already been separated.

See her is iron heart don't want to pay attention to, song Yunchen's eyes have anger in boiling, but when Jiang Li turned around, he quickly hide it.

”Song Yunchen, I don't have time to listen to you, and I don't have the heart to talk about anything with you.”She felt that she had done her utmost for the dog and the man, so she even looked very ugly when she spoke.

Because of them, how much did she miss so that she could know.

”I know you live in muronghao's house. Jiang Li, do you really want to go on like this?” Song Yunchen see Jiang Li is really don't care, immediately put the hands of the site light out. For artists, once their private lives are exposed, it's hard to turn over again.

What's more, Jiang Li has always denied their relationship before. If it turns out that they have already lived together, they will be besieged by anti fans.

The consequences are unimaginable.

Although she didn't want to pay attention, Jiang Li couldn't pretend that she didn't hear song Yunchen's words, so she came back and stood in front of him, her voice a little alert.

”I'll just give you five minutes, and then you'll leave. Do you hear me?”