Chapter 11

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Nan Chu carried his bag upstairs, while Xi Gu was being taught a lesson by Shen Guangzong.

Shen Guangzong pinched his waist with his hands and spitted, while Xi Gu across from him was shrinking his head.

"You let her go out at night?! Did I warn you to keep an eye on her! She went out when she said she wanted to go out? If she goes out and causes trouble for me, who will deal with it? Or if something happens, Mr. Han will ask Why don't you explain to him? Did I tell you that she is not in a good state of mind? If she breaks out on the street and is taken away by the police, will you go shoot for tomorrow's magazine?!"

Xi Gu lowered his head and shrank his neck, "The doctor said she has mild depression, no... not mental illness."

Of course Shen Guangzong knew that, and he became more and more angry as he spoke, poking Xi Gu's forehead little by little, "Your brain is just for decoration, right?! I suddenly realized that the resolution in your brain is higher than the pixels on your face." Even lower! Do you know that she used to..."

"Shen Jingbing——"

Shen Guangzong's real name was Shen Jingbing before he entered the industry. After changing his stage name, no one called him that anymore. Only Nan Chu would call him that when he was angry. Sure enough, when I turned around, I saw the enchanting, sexy and indifferent girl leaning against the door frame, with her hands folded across her chest and her bag hanging on her arms.

Just as he was about to have an attack, he saw her lazily walking in. Her figure, with her soft waist and thin legs, was really attractive.

Shen Guangzong was a man after all. He looked straight, pretended to cough and covered his mouth, and then said fiercely: "Where were you dressed like this in the middle of the night!?"

Nan Chu walked in, threw his bag on the sofa, carried it over to Xi Gu, sat down in front of the mirror, and said to Shen Guangzong in the mirror, "You're hungry, why don't you go out and find something to eat?"

Nan Chu has a problem. He likes to look in the mirror. There are two mirrors in the living room alone, a dressing mirror and a full-length mirror. Both mirrors were custom-made by her, and they fit perfectly.

The woman in the mirror began to slowly remove her makeup. Shen Guangzong looked at her indifferent expression and became angry again. "Mr. Han told you to practice your lines during this period. Don't run out all the time if you have nothing to do. Clean up and go to bed." Yes, Mr. Han will fly to Italy with us tomorrow!"

...

Early the next morning, Han Beiyao's car was already waiting downstairs.

As soon as the car door opened, he saw the second ancestor wearing sunglasses leaning on the seat with his feet up and texting on WeChat. When he heard the noise, he looked over, pushed his sunglasses down, and stared at the two girls outside the car. .

This was the second time Xi Gu met Han Beiyao. The first time was during the interview. Han Beiyao lay on the office chair with his legs crossed and asked her to perform a show of carrying two suitcases in one hand. When she finished, he pointed at her with his long hand and said, "It's hers."

Then he waved her hand and asked her to come to work the next day.

Nanchu took off his sunglasses and got into the car.

Han Beiyao whistled at her, "Beautiful again."

"You don't necessarily think so."

"..." Han Beiyao's face turned dark and he wanted to scratch her to death, "You talk to the boss like this?"

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