Quick Wear Without Scum and Abuse

2.14 - ...

　　The person outside the door is Xu Pingan.

　　Xu Ping'an said to Bai Hua with a dark face: "Xiao Bai, your filming is finished today. You should go back and rest first." After that, he strode into the dressing room and closed the door, without waiting for his reply.

　　Wang Zhong's weak and trembling voice floated out from the crack in the door: "Director Xu..." I don't know whether it was pain or fear.

　　It's fine if he can hook someone up in private, but he still wants to use force on director Xu's territory. It's strange that Xu Pingan can let him go.

　　Bai Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

　　Although he doesn't care about offending Wang Zhong, it might be best to suppress the matter with Xu Ping'an's help. At least he doesn't have to worry about anything going wrong while filming "The Immortal". As for what to do after filming "Lian Xian", he didn't think too much about it, just take it one step at a time.

　　The others didn't know what had just happened in the dressing room. When they saw Bai Hua, no matter whether they were envious or jealous, they all greeted Bai Hua with a smile on their faces.

　　Bai Hua responded as he walked out of the theater. He saw a familiar black car in front of him. The person in the car honked the horn twice to signal him to go over.

　　Mingbo?

　　Why is he here?

　　Bai Hua looked around and saw that no one had noticed him, then slowly walked over, lowered his body slightly, and asked with some confusion: "Mr. Ming?"

　　Mingbo pressed down the car window and gave him two words simply and clearly: "Get in the car."

　　Bai Hua sat directly on it and said, "Go home, thank you." After this day and night, I was really tired, both physically and mentally. I had been thinking about today's scene the night before. I slept a little late, and with Wang Zhong's entanglement, I was exhausted both physically and mentally.

　　"..." Are you using him as a driver? Mingbo glanced at Bai Hua and saw that the young man just kept pressing his forehead and started the car as instructed.

　　When he arrived at his residence, Bai Hua unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car, but his left hand was pulled.

　　He looked over.

　　Mingmei also raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Are you going to throw it away after using it? At least I brought you back, at least invite me up for a cup of tea?"

　　Bai Hua thought for two seconds and decisively refused: "The house is too small, and there is a pile of dirty clothes that have not been washed. It is really not suitable for entertaining guests. Let's try it next time."

　　Mingbo didn't say anything, he reached out to pull the car door, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove out.

　　Bai Hua didn't think much, turned around and went upstairs. After walking seven or eight steps, the phone in his pocket rang.

　　He took it out and saw that it was Mingmei.

　　Could it be that you left something in the car?

　　He touched his body and answered the phone: "Hello?"

　　"I just picked up a bunch of keys on my seat. Are they yours?" When he said the last few words, the voice passed directly from the microphone to behind him.

　　Bai Hua turned around suddenly, and sure enough he saw Mingbo holding a mobile phone in his left hand, and looking at him with a bunch of very familiar keys in his right hand.