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Chapter 67 Devil

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    Ouyang Ming's divorce case was in court soon, and Zhao Yi also went, but Ou Yangming's wife pointed her nose at her and scolded her, saying that she employed people improperly, and that the upper beam was not upright and the lower beam was crooked.

    Zhao Yi looked at Ouyang Ming's wife abruptly, wondering why such a good actress couldn't play the divorce scene well?  What is there to regret about a greasy man like Ouyang Ming?

    The lawyer took a lot of evidence to prove that Ouyang Ming had an affair during his wife's pregnancy, and that he intended to transfer the joint property of the couple.  The situation was so bad that Ouyang Ming was forced to divorce and left the house.

    The speed was so fast that Zhao Yi couldn't think of it.

    Ouyang Ming's wife came prepared and laid a trap long ago, waiting for Ou Yangming and Luo Keke to jump into it.

    Sister Hong also came prepared, but she still couldn't compete with Brother Qi. Zhao Yi couldn't fall if Brother Qi was around.

    In order to avoid the entertainment reporters, Zhao Yi deliberately waited until everyone dispersed before leaving, but as soon as she got out of the gate, the reporter came up, and the microphone directly hit Zhao Yi's face, feeling like she was going to beat her up.

    Zhao Yi smiled and backed away, and the reporters followed her forward to scold her.  Zhao Yi had no choice but to cover the microphone with her hand, smiled politely, and said to everyone, "Don't worry, everyone, ask one by one."

    "Director Zhao, what do you think of this matter?"

    What do you think?

    Zhao Yi frowned, unable to answer.  To tell the truth, everyone said she dragged her to the sky, but not to tell the truth, everyone said she was pretending.

    It's so difficult.

    "Director Zhao, will you fire her if an employee of the studio does such a thing?"

    Zhao Yi smiled: "As for her mother, I won't fire her, but as for her, I haven't made up my mind yet."

    "Director Zhao, it's been said on the Internet that you're upright and down. What do you think about that?"

    Zhao Yi laughed at herself and asked the reporter back with a smile: "What do I think, they shouldn't care?"

    The reporter ate a bit, but became more frustrated and courageous, "Is it true what is said on the Internet about you and Mr. Qi?"

    Zhao Yi thought about it seriously, and said, "It's always true that I know Qi."

    The reporters felt that they would be unable to continue asking questions, but they were not reconciled.

    "They said that you won the Best Screenplay Award six years ago, and there was something shady about it. What do you think?"

    Zhao Yi: "They? Who are they? The culprit? Who is the culprit? Do you know them?"

    The sun was very strong, and it was not easy for reporters to work. When they met someone like Zhao Yi, it was even more like a wall, so they had to hang their heads and leave.

    *

    Zhao Yi's car was parked on the side of the road, under the scorching sun, the car was almost steaming, she turned on the air conditioner, and stood aside waiting for the car to cool down.

    The asphalt road in the city exudes a strange smell, which can blur people's consciousness.

    The reporters who left also left a message for Zhao Yi.

    "What are you dragging! You're nothing if you don't have a financial backer!"

    Hey, what are you talking about?

    Zhao Yi smiled, took out a small hand-held fan from the car, and blew on her face.

    While it was blowing comfortably, the fan was taken away.

    Zhao Yi was taken aback suddenly. In broad daylight, there are still people robbing fans. Has the world gone down to this level?  Backhand is to give that person a hard throw.  As soon as he turned around, he felt a clear fragrance, light and elegant.

    It's unmistakable, it's Song Xiaolan.

    Zhao Yi was overjoyed, and raised her eyes suddenly, meeting Song Xiaolan's clear eyes, it was like a cool breeze.  The heart she was holding was relaxed, and her eyelids were also loosened. Surprise and laziness were soft together. She looked at Song Xiaolan and asked him.

    "How did you come?"

    Song Xiaolan was wearing a peaked cap with the brim covering his eyes, but Zhao Yi was much shorter than him, so he could see everything when he looked up.

    On such a hot day, Song Xiaolan still has her own coolness, like the plums soaked overnight in the ancient well, when she opens her mouth, it is crisp and cool.

    "Blowing on the face will make the pores bigger."

    Zhao Yi felt that the weather didn't seem so hot anymore.  Reaching for the fan, "It's fine if I don't blow it on my face."

    Song Xiaolan handed it to her, turned around and checked the temperature inside the car with her hands. It was still very hot, and she frowned slightly: "Why did you park the car here, where is the underground garage?"

    Zhao Yi answered casually: "I don't see any cars here, so I stopped."

    Song Xiaolan took out a parasol from her car, and said gentle words with her clear face.

    "It's because of the sun drying here that everyone doesn't stop, you really"

    While talking, he turned around and saw Zhao Yi's charming face, which was even more attractive in the scorching summer, so he stopped talking and took??Open it for her to support.

    Zhao Yi held a small fan, blowing it comfortably, squinting her eyes and asked Song Xiaolan, "Is the filming over?"

    Song Xiaolan: "Didn't I tell you yesterday, come back today."

    Recently, Zhao Yi has forgotten so many bad things, "Oh, how do you know I'm here?"

    Song Xiaolan didn't want to discuss these messy news matters with her, so she chose to avoid her question, reached out and stroked the hair around her ears, felt a thin sweat, and turned around to test the temperature inside the car again impatiently.

    "Okay, get in the car, I'll drive."

    Zhao Yi was extremely happy, the weather was extremely hot and she was prone to sleepiness, so she didn't want to drive.

    Zhao Yi got into the co-pilot, thinking that Song Xiaolan would pull her seat belt, but after waiting for a while, Song Xiaolan didn't move.  She was provoked by her childishness again, so she couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

    Song Xiaolan asked her sideways: "What's wrong?"

    Zhao Yi smiled and pulled on her seat belt, and said back to him: "It's okay, you can concentrate on driving."

    This is the first time Zhao Yi has seen Song Xiaolan drive. He is handsome, but he is more of a violation.  I always feel that Song Xiaolan should be driven by someone else for such a noble and aloof person.

    Song Xiaolan knew that Zhao Yi was looking at him, so she kindly reminded her: "Don't look, it's yours, no one can take it away."

    Zhao Yi was so fed up with the sweetness that she panicked, and said to him: "Drive hard, don't talk."

    Song Xiaolan refused, and asked again: "What do we have for lunch? I didn't eat anything, so I came all the way."

    Zhao Yi: "It's none of my business, just starve to death."

    This woman is really poisonous, even roses with thorns are not as cruel as her.

    Song Xiaolan is not afraid, he has the best antidote, which can dilute this cup of thick venom.

    "It doesn't matter if I starve to death, but it's a pity that you starve to death."

    Zhao Yi watched him for a while, why didn't he realize that he was so vicious?  If she had found out earlier, she would have stopped teasing her.

    Song Xiaolan's clear and noble face asked Zhao Yi solemnly: "Do you still want to go home first and eat me?"

    "Stop!"

    Zhao Yi is going crazy, what she is teasing is not the warm light, but the devil.

    ****The author has something to say******

    There is nothing wrong with love, but it is wrong to destroy other people's families or affect other people's families.

    There are many things in this world that cannot be measured by law, but each of us needs to have a ruler in mind, what should be done, what should not be done, and a sense of proportion.

    People are not saints, so if you really make an emotional mistake, remember to apologize and don't hurt people too deeply.  Hurting others is hurting oneself. I still feel guilty all the time in my heart, and the pace of life will be hindered!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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