Daughter-in-law is hard to chase

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Daughter-in-law is hard to chase

Author: Chives

Jinjiang VIP2019-09-20 ended

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Xia Ling was very successful in the entertainment industry, but he also gained a bad reputation.

She has a lot of gossip news, and has repeatedly occupied the headlines of major portal websites, and her popularity remains high.She who always laughed it off, now panicked.

For no other reason, Wen Shu, who had had a crush on her for nearly ten years, suddenly became her assistant.

The more she chased, the more she ran away.The more you chase, the more you run away.

The carefully planned eighteen styles of flirting with girls have all become courtesies for nothing, stealing or stealing.

Xia Ling, who is always frustrated in chasing his wife, has to write it down in his small notebook, what kind of crime am I doing. QQ

CP: The little pitiful Gong who looks affectionate but is actually a loyal dog*The jingle cat who looks soft and cute and has explosive skills

Content tags: City Love, Love, Entertainment Circle, Sweet Articles

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Chapter 1

"Quiet, I may have to resign."

The sky in the evening is not dark, on the contrary, it is very clear and bright.

The half-mountain villa area shrouded in the setting sun was bathed in the sunset, and even the roof tiles and plants were stained with a thin layer of blush, just like Wen Shu's fair and pink cheeks.

After climbing the hillside for nearly half an hour, Wen Shu's breathing was unstable, and he was out of breath even when speaking.

The security in the villa area in Banshan is strict, and unregistered vehicles are not allowed to enter the door. The taxi can only leave her at the gate of the community, and she walks to the 10th building of the villa's A area.

With earphones hanging by Wen Shu's ears, he wiped off the fine sweat from his forehead with a tissue in his hands, panting, "I can't go on anymore."

Qiu Yijing listened to the fine panting sound at the other end, and was taken aback, "What's the matter?"

"Sister Ya gave me the key to Xia Ling's house, and she asked me to get ready."

There was silence at the other end, Wen Shu dropped another heavy bomb without saying a word, "I'm on my way to Xia Ling's house right now..."

"Wait." Qiu Yijing struggled to digest the series of news, dumbfounded, "How long have you been Xia Ling's assistant, three days?"

Wen Shu added, "Today is the fourth day."

"..." Qiu Yijing licked her dry lips, "Did she say what you were doing at Xia Ling's place?"

"No, she just made me get ready."

Prepare--

Qiu Yijing rarely panicked.What do you want to ask new employees who have been employed for three days to go to the boss's house to prepare?

As we all know, Xia Ling is a rare actress in the entertainment industry who has both good looks and strength. She won the Feitian Award, the Golden Dragon Award and the Hundred Flowers Award at a young age. The directors and actors who have worked with her all praised her. Not stop talking, famous at home and abroad.

Along with Xia Yinghou's fame is her private life.

It was rumored that Xia Ling was in a mess in private. Looking at the entire entertainment industry, she slept with any entertainer with a good face or a good figure.

Men and women are not limited, meat and vegetables are not taboo.

Whether it's pure or coquettish, it's all her favorite.

Qiu Yijing thought of Wen Shu's harmless little face, and couldn't hide her worry.

If Xia Ling wants to attack Wen Shu...

Arriving at Building 9 in a blink of an eye, Wen Shu crumpled up the paper towels he was wiping sweat in, and said, "I'm dead."

"Eh--"

"Maybe it's not as bad as we thought."

Wen Shuxin tossed her hand, and the ball of paper lay neatly in the trash can. She clapped her hands, "Xia Ling doesn't even know what I look like, so what am I going to do?"

After hanging up the phone, Qiu Yijing had no choice but to swallow back the words she hadn't had time to say.

Perhaps the necessary condition for becoming a member of Xia Ling's studio is to warm the bed for the boss.

As the sun set, the setting sun made the shadows on the hillside longer and longer. Wen Shu took out the mirror from his bag and checked the makeup on his face in the mirror.

The eyes of the person in the mirror are full of spring water, and the face is like a peach blossom. The palm-sized face quietly blooms like a flower bud, tempting to pick.

This is a bit too gorgeous——

Wen Shu frowned, took a tissue to wipe off most of her lipstick, and her lips returned to their original light pink color.

She casually tied her shoulder-length curly hair into a ponytail, tied it with a rubber band, and walked into the garden-like courtyard of Villa No. 10.

Looking up, it is a rather grand duplex villa. A few small European-style carved windows draw the curtains airtightly, giving people the feeling of "you can get in but you can't get out".

Wen Shu pursed his lips, took out the key and entered the house.

The porch light turned on in response, and Wen Shu subconsciously twitched. After realizing that she was scaring herself, she took off her canvas shoes and stepped in with bare feet.

It was a July day, the sun was scorching outside, but the floor of the villa was still covered with a thick carpet.

Wen Shu's fair feet sank into the carpet, silently.

When he reached the stairs around the corner, Wen Shu stopped and didn't intend to go down.

One is not very polite, and the other is——

The whole villa was eerily quiet, and it was dark all around. Perhaps it was caused by psychological effects. This place looked like a haunted house in a TV series.

Wen Shu retreated to the sofa and sat down.

The clock on the wall slowly pointed to six o'clock, and Wen Shu's gaze fell into the room.

The overall decoration style is Scandinavian and modern, with a few bold and outstanding colors occasionally, which are eye-catching among the large areas of bright yellow and dark gray, destroying this low-key luxury.

No one here.

Wen Shu withdrew his gaze, took out his mobile phone and called Shen Qing, Xia Ling's first assistant.

It rang for a long time before it was connected.

Wen Shu was the first to say "Hi sister Shen, I'm Wen Shu, I was interviewed by you a few days ago" with a neither humble nor overbearing voice, which sounded very comfortable.

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