American Fortune Life

The next morning.

“Ding-dong, ding--dong...”

Slightly sluggish, a white short t-shirt, a white loose mother pants Han Jia with a surprise and a look of anticipation on her face, slippers running through the living room and porch, pressed the answering machine on the door, just saw the image on the display, although the expression was a little surprised, but full of disappointment.

“Ernie? You... ”

Han Jiaying hurriedly opened the door and watched as she appeared in front of her, wearing a military green yarn loose irregular dress with a long dress, her neck pulled off and revealed Han Caiying with a shoulder strap on the left.

Han Caiying took off the sunglasses on his face, revealing the bright and charming moon teeth and smiling eyes. Red chun said slightly: “What, are you surprised? I was in the neighborhood before, and it was over and I came to see you. ”

“Oh, thank you. Ernie misses me. Come on in.” Han Jia's face disappeared with consternation and revealed a beautiful smile. He hurried to let Han Caiying in.

“You look terrible, haven't you slept well?” Han Caiying took off his high heels and walked into the living room without any courtesy. He put his bag on the sofa, sat on it and watched Han Jiaying pour her some ice water. He asked with some concern.

Han Jia's expression flashed slightly, her face couldn't help but fade and she squeezed out a smile that looked worse than crying and said: "Yeah, some insomnia... ”

She and Han Caiying belong to the same brokerage company artist, also has three or four years of friendship in the BH entertainment company, both of whom are similar in character, relatively talkative, smooth and low-key, and work diligently.

“Sit down, don't get busy. Last time you called, my mental state was not very good. It was a little rude. Don't worry, sweetheart.” Han Caiying smiled.

“How could it, meet that kind of change... I'm sorry, Ernie, I...” Han Jia's face revealed an apology and hastily apologized for her loss of words in advance of others' grief.

“Well, it's all in the past, I don't care anymore, even more embarrassing things have happened, divorce is not necessarily a good thing for me.” Han Caiying laughed at himself, but his face was very calm.

Han Jiaying looked at Han Caiying's face with a reddish complexion. There was no slight reluctance to feel sad. She was really bright and full of spirit. She was there that night. Naturally, she knew what was more embarrassing than what Han Caiying said. Thinking about the party that night, she couldn't help but change her face slightly. She asked, "Owney, is that thing solved? ”

Han Caiying's mouth revealed a ridiculous smile, his body leaned back, leaned on the couch, nodded with emotion: “Solved, that's why I would divorce, dislike me to shoot the qing scene, and I also saw the face of the family, heh, I wanted to die once, but one of my friends was right, I don't love myself, nobody cares, so, look, isn't everything okay, and the heart is stronger! ”

“Congratulations to Owney, and I'm happy for Owney...” When she heard about the suicide, Han Jia opened her mouth and gazed at her, then heard it later, which relieved her and said softly.

“Oh, well, don't mention the unhappy things, tell me about yourself, how you made your life like this, your eyes are atheistic, full of tiredness, your face is almost full of sadness, strict smoking was even photographed by journalists drunk late at night, twisted and pulled off with other women, if you didn't see the newspaper, I... Don't cry. What's going on? ”

Han Caiying watched as her voice fell. Tears began to fall. Tap, tap, tap, tap. The beautiful face became incredibly pale. Some rushed to ask and handed the paper to the cryless Han Jia.

Han Jiaying's pear blossom wept with rain, seemed to finally find the object of the conversation general, intermittently began to tell Han Caiying the context of things. With Han Jiaying's name, Han Caiying's face became very ugly, some incredibly opened his eyes, and his face showed a bitter smile.

Whatever the artist, faced with the prince of the four stars, there was a nightmare that was difficult to fight. He shook his head with a bitter smile. The voice was a little dry and said: “It's hard to imagine, beautiful woman, did you decide to marry so soon and follow... ”

Han Jiaying in tears trembled slightly, and then cried even harder. He didn't answer Han Caiying's question positively. He just grabbed Han Caiying's hand silently and asked helplessly: “Owney, what do you want me to do? Kaoru must hate me now, he... ”

Han Caiying smiled and shook her head. She kind of understood. At first, Han Jia might have liked Zheng Smoking a little. She felt that her face, character, and all aspects of the family were good. She was anxious to get rid of the four-star prince's entanglement. Zheng Smoking was another kind of arrow shield effect, right?

I just haven't seen too many wind waves, social abilities, experience all lacking Han Jia people, why don't you think about it, can strictly smoke the calf arm can block people's broken glass heart to retaliate?

Faced with the four-star prince, the couple feared the future was worried, not to mention, Yan Zhengkao was young and famous in the beginning, the performance road was smooth, the director father protected the flight, but then suddenly interrupted by some incredible emergency military service, and then there was no more.

Han Caiying was in a complicated mood to look at Han Jia's beautiful face with rain even when she cried, the little mole on the tip of her nose, how many Korean men's souls were dreaming, just a helpless bitter smile and sigh, "If you want to pay for the film, I can still think of a way, as for strict smoking... In Korea, whoever dares to offend a four-star prince, even if someone is not afraid, but... Hey, that's an unsolved question. ”

Remembering her husband's depravity and helplessness, Han Jiaying only felt her heart was caught dead, sad and crying, her mouth constantly said sorry and other words, let Han Caiying see is also sour in her heart.

It's just this kind of thing, no one can help their couple. Although Han Caiying is not the best now, she can come back to play the biggest movie, don't worry about her future career, don't worry about this kind of thing, but it all comes from her big rely on Shan Andy Smith.

The reason Han Jia is married is to escape the entanglement. She doesn't want to be a qing woman. If she wanted to, there would never be such a thing. Therefore, this is an unresolved problem. No one will carry the thunder for no reason for their husband and wife, and can carry the thunder of the Prince of Four Stars. The price offered by such people is not in any way something that their husband and wife can afford.

Hey...

Andy came home from a beachside villa at the Jeju Island Hotel Shinro, looking at the closed master bedroom door, and he grinned and moaned. “Oops ——”

“Boss, lunch is ready. ”

A little assistant in white and blue jumpsuit shorts walked up to Andy in a red light.

“Knock, knock...”

Andy knocked on the door and looked back at Tory Blake and said, "Did she walk out all morning? ”

The little assistant's mouth curled slightly, picking out the eyebrows and laughing: "No, I didn't even have breakfast. ”

“You're laughing. She wouldn't be mad if you hadn't made a scene last night.” Andy lost his temper and took a look at the assistant.

“Boss, it's like you're the happiest one, I'm just following your orders, can't blame me. ”

“You still dare to talk... ”

“Boom!”

Andy was frowning to reprimand the little assistant who shrunk his neck. The master bedroom door was slammed open. Sun Ye-jin, wearing a purple red floral dress, stared angrily at Andy with a cannibalistic eye and pushed his hand away, “Out of the way -”

Then he pulled his suitcase outside, but before taking two steps, Andy hugged him from behind.

“Yay, asshole, let go of me, I'm leaving, you dead tai... Whoo.”

Andy frowned slightly and let Sun Yizhen struggle. He held him up and walked to the bedroom. Sun Yizhen looked at the struggle without hope, and opened his mouth and bit Andy's arm.

“Cough, darling, will you let go of your mouth for a second? If you bite again, you're really going to bleed. I apologize, sincerely apologize, just once, and as long as you don't agree, there will never be another time, I swear to God! ”

“Bastard!” Sun Yizhen's whole pretty face was blushed, angry shouted at Andy. Of course, perhaps more was still angry. After all, last night's absurdity almost refreshed her own three views, and Andy and his assistant clamped her down together. The result could be said to be that she was ashamed of YU to death, and the whole person was bad.