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Xu Weichen said so fast, but within an hour, Qi Yu's grandfather called Qi Yu and he sent someone to take her home.

Qi Yu asked again and again, but the old man only said that something happened to the Liu family, and refused to reveal the rest.

After hanging up the phone, Qi Yu stared at Xu Weichen for a moment, then silently went upstairs to pack up her things. Although her grandfather loved her very much, he was quite talkative. She definitely wanted to go back, but she didn't know how long it would take to go back this time. Only then can we reunite with Yi Chang...

Otherwise, take Yi Chang home with you!

"Xiao Chang, will you go home with me?"

"Huh?" Yi Chang was still thinking about the plot, when he suddenly heard Qi Yu's words, he was instantly confused.

"When did you develop to meet your parents?" The monarch's focus is on meeting parents!!!

Dialect Xu Weichen also has a complicated face. Although it wasn't your family's accident, but the focus just now was obviously an accident with the Liu family behind Xu Jiu, okay? Why did it get so wrong as to bring someone home...

"...just bringing friends home normally."

The onlookers have doubts:

Fang resentful face said: I have taken care of you for several years, and I have not even stayed in this villa more than five times, let alone your home.

Yi·little daughter-in-law's lost face·Chang: I'm a little disappointed...Are you a friend!

Jun·Looking at the excitement·Master, Xu·Bystander Qing·Wei Chen: Hehe, hehe...

Qi Open eyes and tell nonsense Yu: Don't look at me like that, it's a little scary. . .

In any case, Qi Yu managed to blame Yi Chang for taking away, along with a "oil bottle" - Miss Xiao Junzhu.

The driver sent by Qi Yu's grandfather's family saw that the old man's favorite eldest lady said that she would bring her friends home for the first time in her adult life, and while busy opening the door, she couldn't help but glance at the other two girls. Sheng, could it be the daughters of some big families who don't appear often.

What the old driver thinks has nothing to do with these three people, anyway they don't know what the old driver is thinking.

As for Xu Weichen and Fang Yan, they stood at the door of the villa and watched them leave in the car.

"Go in, it's cold outside." Xu Weichen entered the room with dialect in his arms.

Before Qi Yu left, he entrusted the house to Fang Yan, so they were not ready to leave, and the matter was not finished.

"There is a guest room downstairs, you can see if you can live in it." Thinking of what Qi Yu said to himself before he left, if he didn't convince the dialect today, he would definitely have to rely on Qi Yu's family.

Xu Weichen sat down according to the dialect with a wry smile, and quickly put on an indifferent lazy smile after the man looked at him.

Is that wry smile just an illusion of my own, yes, how could this evildoer in front of me have that expression!!!

Closer to home

"The things about the Liu family, what did you do?!"

Xu Weichen decided to tell the truth: "Yes."

"A hint in your dream?"

"Yeah." That's right, I didn't lie.

"Then, in the dream..." Dialect suddenly didn't know how to ask.

"You are fine, you went to live abroad with your sister, the others me,..." pretending to be embarrassed.

Dialect didn't dare to ask any more, for fear that Xu Weichen would reveal too many secrets like a fortune teller and something would happen.

"So, even if you don't do it? Others will do it?" The dialect brought Xu Weichen's smooth life, but he didn't know that that life was just the most innocent and ignorant life of Xu Weichen, and the only life in her heart without obsession , everyone is living well, Dialect is a god-level agent, Lu Yi's studio is booming, Xu Jiu almost monopolizes the entertainment industry... Rare disputes are also resolved lightly, such as Tang Xun~

"The big tree attracts the wind!" He gave an answer vaguely, neither deceiving nor clarifying.

Somewhat understand but not quite understand...

"Then if Xu Jiu is really gone now, I can take Xiaoyue to live abroad!" Xu Weichen was slightly displeased with a very disappointing sentence: "Dialect, do you really understand or not!"

"You said it yourself, I took Xiaoyue to go abroad!"

"...I... Dialect, I, Xu Weichen, only want you to be my manager, you remember, I, Xu Weichen! As long as you!!!"

"..."

After the resolute words, there was another burst of muttering: "Besides, Jiang Yue may not be willing to go abroad with you yet."

The emotion just now is gone, Xu Weichen, you are very good!!!

☆, selfish

Feeling helpless towards Xu Weichen, Fang Yan sat there sullenly and didn't speak.

Regarding Xu Weichen's statement that he only needs to be his own manager, Fang Yan only feels that the feeling of being liked and trusted is not bad. She also understands why Xu Weichen is so obsessed with terminating the contract. The backstage of the other party is the proprietress, and Fang Yan is just a part-time worker. If they really confront each other, it is a fact that dialect cannot protect Xu Weichen.

Dialects cannot protect Xu Weichen.This thought hovered in Fang Yan's heart, she wasn't strong enough, it was the truth, so she was not reconciled.

One of her reasons for her unwillingness to leave Xu Jiu is that she is not reconciled, so even if she knows that she will stay in Xu Jiu in the end, she will have nothing but a loyal name, and even if she knows that walking out of Xu Jiu together will make her even bigger. Even if Xu Weichen persuaded her again and again, she was unwilling to leave, she just didn't want to admit that she was not strong enough, she was not as decisive as the artist she wanted to protect, she didn't want to admit that she couldn't protect Xu Weichen.

Second, she was a little naive. She wanted to know, in Xu Weichen's mind, whether the future career was more important or the wishes of her own manager was more important.Using the artist's future as a bet, knowing that the other party's future is uncertain, but still forcing the other party to make a choice, dialect's heart is not suffering, as a manager should think about the artist's future, but she is like a jealous little daughter-in-law, Lead your lover to choose between your career and yourself.

Oh little daughter-in-law, what the hell is a lover, but being jealous...it's really a bit like it, what do you do to be jealous, it's such a disgusting feeling, so annoying!!!

"Dialect, why don't you speak?"

"...It's nothing, I'll go back first, you can live here temporarily and look after the house." Before Xu Weichen could react, he grabbed his bag and hurried out.

"..." Well, I really want to stay here, I hope it won't be too long, I can't fall asleep without talking in dialect.

Well, this is a world in a novel, so Xu Weichen, who has the aura of a heroine, will definitely have her wish come true, so a god assist came on stage.

Jiang Yue had been waiting at the door of Dialect's house for a while, and she was bored waiting and playing mobile games at the door.

"Xiaoyue?!"

"Well, sister, you are back, wait a minute, I will get up and let you open the door after I finish this game."

"…All right!"

Jiang Yue lost this round very quickly, she stood up and stepped aside with her head drooping, and while looking at the record, she asked casually: "Sister, didn't Wei Chen come back with you?"

The hand that opened the door paused, and quickly returned to normal, and replied lightly: "She has other things tonight."

"Oh!"

"Aren't you coming back?" She couldn't hide her disappointment, but she mustered up the courage to come to meet her idol specially.

"...Xiao Yue, do you like Xu Weichen very much?"

"Yeah, I like Da Da very much."

"Well, come in first."

"Oh."

Habitually prepare juice, open the refrigerator, oranges and lemons occupy half of the refrigerator, and the other half is full of someone's favorite fruit.

Close the refrigerator door with a "snap", so you can eat it, why don't you gain a hundred catties...

With the freshly baked juice in hand and the fruit plate prepared in dialect, Jiang Yue brushed her scarf while eating.

"Xiaoyue, I have a question for you!"