After being released from prison: the actor's wife became a black fan

Ji Xiunian didn't see Yu Yuan outside the lounge, so he subconsciously sent a message: [The talk is over? 】

He stood up while sending, and walked towards Earl Daeron's family.

Mina was about to knock again.

A voice followed the sound of footsteps, coming from behind.

"How many have already talked?"

The three of Dai Yifan turned their heads and saw Diplomat Li, Chef Chang, and Ji Xiunian walking from behind.

The three of them looked at each other subconsciously, but they didn't talk well.

However, in the current situation, Yu Yuan would probably not open the door for a while, and they wanted to wait outside.

However, with these people around, it would be inconvenient for them to talk even after the door opened.

Dai Yifan sighed secretly, and nodded in the best possible way: "There are still some details left, and we can talk about them after sorting them out."

Ji Xiunian glanced at the three of them, and glanced at the closed door. Although he was a little puzzled, he didn't say anything, and followed Diplomat Li and the others.

Acting in a full set, sending the Buddha to the west, really sending people back to Xiangzhai.

The phone vibrated.

He took it out and saw that there was a reply to the message he sent just now.

Little liar: [The talk has collapsed. 】

Ji Xiunian was taken aback, looked at the car that had just driven away, and then looked at the words on the screen, no wonder Earl Daeron's family behaved strangely outside the door just now.

It turned out that the conversation collapsed.

However, with Yu Yuan's abilities, would she let go of a big international business?

Could it be that he was excited, had too many pitfalls, and accidentally slipped his mouth?

Two different statements.

Ji Xiunian was obviously puzzled, but when he thought of Dai Lance's attitude of blocking him, he thought it was a good thing.

He smiled and typed: [Well, it's because they don't know good and bad, and they don't look like good people, so I sent them away. 】

sent away?

Yu Yuan looked at these three words deeply, and always felt a little calmer, no wonder she didn't hear anything.

She picked up a bag of rubbish that she packed up, fearing that she would be seen as strange if she stayed with Lao Yu any longer, so she took a deep breath.

Opened the lounge door.

As soon as Yu Yuan came out, she saw Ji Xiunian who took the opportunity to sneak in again.

Ji Xiunian was in the right mood and was about to speak when his eyes fell on Yu Yuan's face, and the curve of his thin lips suddenly subsided.

He walked over quickly, wiped off the thin layer of sweat on her forehead with his index finger, and asked worriedly: "Why are you sweating? Your face is also a little pale, are you uncomfortable?"

"what?"

Puzzled in Yu Yuan's eyes, she lowered her head and looked at the crystal liquid stained on Ji Xiunian's fingertips, and was stunned again and again.

Depend on!

Is she sweating from fright?

Yu Yuan's heart was complicated, she didn't know if her complexion was ugly, and she didn't dare to wait for a long time.

She adjusted quickly, clutched her stomach, and subconsciously said angrily: "Tsk! My stomach hurts from being angry, you are right, they are really not good people!"

"Hurry up and go back, sometimes there will be guests in the lounge to urge the food, I will go to the bathroom to solve it!"

"I'm too tired after being busy with the business for the past two days. I'll go back and rest later."

Ji Xiunian: ...

Ji Xiunian looked at Yu Yuan who was running away without a trace, lowered his head, felt the coldness on his fingertips, and frowned slightly.

You have the flu?

It doesn't look like it either.

Dai Yifan and the others originally planned to come back the next day, let alone the next day. For several days in a row, Diplomat Li waited for a group of people from the embassy.

He was extremely enthusiastic, just like guarding against thieves, staring at them every step of the way.

There is no way to secretly go to the resident's house, and finally went back to Xiangzhai, several times in a row, Yu Chongyan caught a glimpse from a distance.

Yu Yuan didn't come to the store at all.

Not to mention the chance to speak alone.

On the contrary, half of the hot searches on Weibo are related to Yu Yuan.

#回香斗Re-opened half of the entertainment industry to join in#

#《天下》开始#

#Ji Xiunian sending Yu Yuan roses is dark Chen Cang or the love between mother and child is unfinished#

……

Mina looked at the trending searches on Weibo, and then looked at the refunded money on the text message, her voice was crying: "It's over, it's over, my sister returned all the money and blocked me!"

Dai Yifan was puzzled: "What money?"

Mina turned on her phone, snot and tears: "520 million, the Chi Chi fee that my sister asked me to call her is now returned to me."

I saw it on the phone screen.

A string of squeaks and a very personal remark.

Yu Yuan earns tens of millions every day: [I made up the whole number for you, and typed 520 love numbers unique to Huaguo, 520 chee, meaning I love you chee~ Remember to turn around first. 】

Yu Yuan earns tens of millions every day: [Okay, since we are not sisters, don't keep sending me messages, the money will be returned to you. 】

In the middle are the hundreds of random thoughts that Mina sent in the past two days, and at the end is the small print of the verification that was blocked.

Dai Yifan: ...

Dylans: ...

have to.

The whole family is impatient.

Mina sobbed and asked for help: "Daddy, brother, what should I do? My sister doesn't recognize me anymore."

The father and son looked at each other, and said honestly: "That's what they said, and they didn't recognize us."

Mina:  …

Mina was not comforted at all, and she was even more sad. With a wow, she cried loudly again.

I felt distressed when I sent money back then, why is it even more distressing when the money is returned?

the other side.

Yu Yuan has been in a daze for the past two days.

Probably because of being recognized as a relative, it stimulated the memory of the past life. Even when I originally wanted to rest and sleep, it was a dream after another dream.

Not only did he fail to rest, but his complexion became even worse.

The phone rang.

Yu Yuan stretched out her hand drowsily, fumbling for the mobile phone on the bedside.

Guo Peiwen's voice was vaguely transmitted through a layer of cotton wool: "... You have been resting for half a month. According to my original intention, I plan to accept a drama for you first."

"……Um."

"The works that you can produce are a little less, but recently, "The World" started broadcasting, and I found a lot more scripts."

"I'm going to wait and see if there is a better script, so I'll let this one go first, but there's a good variety show I found."

"……Um."

"It's just a love affair, you come to the company today, and you can decide whether to accept it after discussing the details—"

"Ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, another sneeze sounded, followed by a feeble "hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm."

Guo Peiwen's voice stopped: "Are you not feeling well? Have a cold?"

Yu Yuan didn't even open her eyes, she sniffled her nose, and said without energy, "...Oh, I haven't slept well these two days, I'll sleep again and go to the company tomorrow."

hang up the phone.

Yu Yuan buried her head in the quilt, and soon fell asleep.

In a daze, I heard the phone ringing again.

Covered by the quilt, she continued to sleep on her side, but the voice stopped and then came again, persistently.

Yu Yuan reluctantly picked it up, because she didn't open her eyes, she didn't press the answer button the first time by feeling, and only managed to pick it up the second time.

"……sleeping?"

The clear and hoarse voice came to my ears, and it sounded familiar: "Your complexion is not very good, is your stomach still hurting?"

Ok?

Yu Yuan opened her eyes subconsciously, and withdrew her face from the quilt a little, only to realize that she was not answering the phone.

It was Ji Xiunian's WeChat video.

She parted her hair and took a closer look, a messy chicken nest with long hair flying around appeared on the small window in the upper left corner.

Facing Ji Meiren on the screen.

One with disheveled hair, scruffy like a female ghost, and the other delicate and handsome like a nobleman.

The two are in stark contrast, and the whole person has a ghost feeling.

Yu Yuan: ...

It's really hard for Ji Xiunian to be able to accurately find his own face from a pile of ghost hair.