American Fortune Life

Just as Andy and Lee were in a different mood for a laugh, they followed in another Rolls-Royce car. The three girls were also thinking. Han Jia had always been in a panic. One pair of big eyes was just blinking and blinking in a faint state.

“Well, good lady, don't be ridiculous. Now that you're here, make yourself happy, no matter what. Don't worry, he won't force you. ”

Sun Yizhen looked at Han Jiajian and I saw the look of pity. He held her hand and patted her on the back of her hand to comfort her.

“What a fool, biting your teeth, it's over, but I'm worried that after you've tasted the wonderful flavor he can bring you, you'll definitely fall in love with the fullness...” Han Caiying's unstoppable eyebrow-picking tone.

“Don't be ridiculous, sweetheart. Don't listen to her.” Sun Yizhen was also slightly reddish. He glanced at Han Caiying without anger and continued to reassure Han Jiaying, who was already anxious to find a gap to hide.

“Though this crazy woman has some terrible things to say, many of the things she says are also true. This is how we actresses are in the country. I thought that with so many awards, I would be able to get rid of all kinds of compulsion and obsession.

But what about reality? Oh, the more awards I get, the more famous I am, the more interested I am, and the higher the level and status of the coveted person, the less room I can get around.

In the eyes of those so-called big men, we are merely toys, accessories to their power, demands, and talks at their gathering, and if I hadn't met him, I might have... Hey, that's the reality.

Anyway, think for yourself, whatever choices you make, don't worry about what other people think, just remember a little bit, be yourself and be responsible for your own life! ”

“Thank you, Ernie.” Han Jia listened to Sun Yizhen's helpless bitter smile and heartfelt words, which disturbed her mind. Why didn't she choose to get married early in order to avoid such a thing?

“You dead girl, you really...” Han Caiying looked at Han Jia who was touched by Sun Yizhen's three words and didn't spit out: “In Korea, do you think a divorced female star like us could find another good man?

I've had enough of watching people's faces scrupulously grieve!

I am truly glad and treasured to be seen by him. With his status and wealth today, what kind of woman can't be found and how many women Hollywood wants to climb up to his creation!

More importantly, he has a role to play, and I believe him, even if one day he gets tired of playing, he won't hurt me!

This is the easiest, happiest day I've ever had, no need to worry about resources, no need to worry about money, no need to smile for the stars, no need to please those disgusting mouth faces. ”

Sun Yizhen sighed without a word.

Han Jiayuan lowered his head silently.

All VIP suites and Royal Suites on floors 11-16 of the Beverly Hills Four Seasons Hotel are underwrapped by Andy, with two presidential suites on the 16th floor, one on the left and the other on the right as Lee's first guest room, and Andy's secret PAO room on the right.

“You take a short break, we'll have lunch together, and we'll get you some air and dust.” Andy laughed at Li first in the presidential suit.

“Well, thank you, you don't have the heart to accompany me, let's talk later, I won't delay you.” Lee joked first.

Andy shrugged his shoulders and smiled carelessly: “After all, I haven't seen him in months, and as the owner, it's natural to make the guests feel at home. Okay, I'll see you later. ”

In the right-wing presidential suite, Sun Ye-jin took out her clothes from her suitcase and hung them in the wardrobe, while lying down in the traumatic lazy Han Caiying smiled: “Will you just leave her in the living room? ”

“Her face is too thin to push, don't worry about her, since she's here, it means that a decision has been made in her heart. ”

After listening to Han Caiying, Sun Ye-jin smiled. "I don't know if you're helping her or hurting her. ”

Han Caiying glanced at the ceiling without anger, and looked at the ceiling. His eyes were a little faint and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Why are you still sitting here? ”

Andy walked into the suite and saw Han Jia sitting on the sofa in the living room and the suitcase beside him, frowning slightly and asking softly.

“I, I...” Han Jiajian stood up hastily and was somewhat overwhelmed.

“Oh, there are two master bedrooms, get some rest, change your clothes, and I'll get you some air and dust later.“ Throughout the day, Andy's eyes were burning to gauge Han Jia's slender figure.

“Okay... Okay, thanks.” Han Jia's beautiful face was slightly reddish, her gaze hidden slightly in her bow, and her tender and well-behaved appearance was paired with that beautiful face, giving Andy a slight glance.

Pressing a palpitation in his heart, Andy smiled and stopped looking at her, walking into the bedroom, quickly coming from inside with some lang laughter.

Han Jiaying blushed and sneaked in the direction of the lower bedroom. She was seeing Andy and Han Caiying rolling out. Instinctively, she reached out to the burning cheek fan. She was shocked. She grabbed her luggage and ran into the other bedroom and closed the door.

When I heard the door shut, I packed my bags and took out a bathrobe Sun Yizhen looked back at the wounded dog and woman. Her face was slightly red and angry: “You bastard, you're not afraid to scare her! ”

“As Ren's wife, shouldn't you be the most familiar with her life? There's nothing to be afraid of.” Andy turned his face uncomfortably and smiled at Sun Yizhen, but soon Han Caiying, who smiled more than once, held him in his arms and could barely breathe.

Sun Yizhen glanced at the two of them, shook her head and sighed, walked into the bathroom with a bathrobe, but the door was not closed, she knew that the little bastard would soon follow...

The time was tight and the task was heavy, so Andy didn't fight to kill the enemy, just an unspeakable joke that diluted the distractions and misgivings of each other for months.

Next door, Han Jia listened to the hidden noise of joy, sat on the wound, overwhelmed, thought in the mind, a large pair of eyes, but eyes were free, tightly biting the red chun, on the contrary, appeared a little dainty.

I don't know how long it has passed. As she clicked, Han Jia's body trembled, her eyes opened, and she looked at the open door in horror. A pair of small hands grabbed her windbreaker.

“I knew you'd sit around!” Wearing a white bathrobe, long hair and a little wet, Han Caiying walked in with a long pair of large baitui, with a disgusting expression on his face.

“Owney, I... ”

“Come on, stop it. Go take a shower, change your clothes, make up, go to lunch.” Han Caiying doesn't want to listen to her ink. Han Jia is too bad for Kan. By then, let Andy give him a hard shot, believing it will heal, if it's not good enough, then give him another shot...

In the living room, Andy was sitting on the sofa with Sun Yizhen in a white long suit, wearing a white dress, and laughing at something. He put on a coffee-colored tight wool dress and stepped out the curved Han Caiying on high heels, while the other door, which had been closed, also opened. Han Jiaying, who attacked the black waist dress, walked out with a beautiful face and red, and a dark hair casually grabbed behind his head. The delicate five officials and fine skin were really beautiful and unrealistic, and a slender, straight tui was wrapped in black s.

Andy stared at Han Jiajian without a shred of laughter, sincerely sighing: “It's beautiful no matter what! ”

Unexpectedly Andy looked at Han Jiaying, shyly bowing her head. Han Caiying saw Han Jiaying's costume and makeup. She couldn't help but spit in her heart. This dead girl, dressed carefully, and put on a silk wa, which was clearly seducing the little bastard!