The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 58 The Canary of the Gold Master [20]

Yun Mo can't lie to himself that he doesn't feel anything.

On the contrary, facing this troublesome beauty, he couldn't control his throbbing at all.

Whether it's her face, her body, her every frown or smile, or her soul...all are full of seductive and seductive charm, as if they want to drag him into the abyss.

He understands that this is no ordinary love.

It's more like a deep-rooted possessive desire. If it is released easily, it may scare her.

To put it simply, it is...

He just wants to possess purely, not to talk about love leisurely like a lover.

In the low-end and luxurious office, the noble man's pupils are dark, his long eyelashes cast a dim silhouette, his brows and eyes are gloomy.

Now... no rush.

He had plenty of time to lift her to the top.

Then he broke off her wings with his own hands... She could only curl up in his arms in despair and pitifully.

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"Brother Gu Yang, does my aunt remember that she didn't offend you?" Shen Fushui raised his eyes casually, looking coolly at Gu who stopped him from leaving, his red lips slightly curled up.

"I... I just want to ask, if Ms. Shen has any intentions..." Gu Yang spoke hastily, almost stuttering.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, before he finished speaking, he said directly: "I don't think about it, I have no intention, can I go...?"

"You really don't want to think about it anymore?" Gu Yang's face was complicated, "If you insist on taking the road of acting, I'm afraid it will be..."

His reminder is kind.

After all, the original owner's acting skills can only be described by slag Chengxiang.

"Thank you for reminding me." The beauty rolled her eyes and said with a light smile on her red lips, "However, you have to ask your boss."

Gu Yang: "...?"

His boss?

...Xing Ming's big boss, Yun Mo?
He suddenly remembered some rumors in Xingming recently...

Could it be that the big BOSS really... Bao. raised Shen Lang as rumored? !
"It's not good to think wildly," Shen Lang gave him a light look, "Your boss is my manager, don't you know?"

Now almost all of Shen Lang's announcements and resources have to go through Yun Mo's hands, and she can be regarded as half of her manager.

Gu Yang: "Really... Ha."

"Come on, is there anything else?" Shen Lang lazily glanced at his watch, "I'm in a hurry."

Gu Yang: "..."

It was difficult to prepare a lot of words for him, but before he had time to say it, he was blocked back.

But he didn't want to give up such a great opportunity to persuade Shen Lang to change his career...

I had no choice but to say dryly, "...why is it so urgent?"

"I boiled an egg before going out, and I forgot to turn off the fire." The beautiful woman smiled slightly at the end of her eyes, as if watching a child making trouble out of no reason.

Gu Yang: "..."

For good reason, he had to get out of the way.

Shen Lang hurried back to the crew.

Jiang Mei took a long vacation before, and these days, another makeup artist is doing her makeup.

When she went to the production team today, she found that Jiang Mei had returned, her dress was still indifferent, but she couldn't hide the haggard look between her brows.

Jiang Mei smiled at her and nodded.

Shen Lang said: "I thought you were going to take a long vacation."

"Miss Shen is worrying too much," Jiang Mei said silently, nodding, "I won't delay work."

Yueya said from the side: "I was in a hurry before, so I didn't have time to ask, did Mr. Jiang attend the memorial service for Liangshen held in the company?"

Jiang Mei was stunned, smiled, shook her head and said, "No."

Crescent Moon is puzzled.

"Almost all those who are closely related to Liangshen are invited. Didn't the company invite Mr. Jiang?"

"...Invited." Jiang Mei lowered her eyes and said lightly.

Seeing that she obviously didn't want to talk anymore, Yue Ya also realized her impoliteness, and quickly shut her mouth.

Shen Lang, on the other hand, glanced at Yueya, "A memorial service?"

Little did she know there was an in-house memorial service.

Yueya gave her a look, signaling her not to mention this matter again, Shen Lang's expression became serious, and he changed the subject lightly, "Today's makeup should be paler."

Jiang Mei responded with a low voice.

...makeup looks as good as ever.

Shen Lang was very satisfied, and smiled softly: "Come on, let's take a rest for a day, this makeup is enough for today, I'll fix it myself."

Jiang Mei nodded, "Yes."

Today's scene is a segment of Concubine Yugui's grief and despair after her son who was just one month old was killed.

The delicate and fragile beauty was lying on the imperial concubine chair, holding a round fan in her hand, but she didn't have the strength to wave her hand again, looking from a distance, she seemed to be dead.

The maid brought fresh grapes, she looked at the bright water grapes, and thought of Huang'er's beautiful and clear eyes.

She moved her gaze away forcefully, pursed her lips slightly, trembling tears trembled slightly, and trembled out of her sight.Crystal clear, it drips from the end of the eyes and slides into the blue silk.

The maid couldn't bear it and said: "My lady, my condolences..."

The beauty's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were red, and she almost gritted her teeth to suppress the small screams.

"It's not your child... Of course you will persuade me to mourn..."

"He is just my own son. Since he was born, I have been the only one who has been with him. He likes mother the most. When he sleeps, he grabs me with his little hand. When he is breastfeeding, he is so small. nestled in my arms like that..."

"He can't speak yet, he can't call you mother..." The beauty's choked voice was slightly sweet again, "I didn't even have time to give him a nickname..."

"Your Majesty!" The maid exclaimed.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the beauty's slightly raised lips.

Depressed, but that's all.

"Ka-ok! Pass this one!"

Director Zhou's eyes lit up.

Shen Fushui, who was lazily lying on the chaise longue, turned over calmly, stretched out his hand, "Crescent Moon..."

Crescent Moon immediately stepped forward to help her.

A third-tier actress sneered and said, "It's really a wrist, and I have to be waited on when I get up."

Shen Lang stretched his waist, glanced at her lightly, and lazily said: "I'm really sorry... I'm paralyzed from the hair down, is it blocking your eyes?"

Before the actress could react, Shen Lang turned around and left slowly, never paying attention to her from the beginning to the end.

The actress's lungs almost exploded into tires.

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"Sister, it feels like your acting skills are improving every day." Yue Ya praised.

This acting is really amazing.

"Come on, I can't bear this kind of flattery." Shen Lang rubbed his face, "...just boasting about your beauty."

Crescent Moon: "..."

"There is one more scene, we can withdraw." Yueya said calmly.

"Keep your voice down," Shen Fushui rolled her eyes gracefully, "I'm a good and dedicated actor, and I won't be late or leave early."

"..." Yueya's expression was complicated, "In fact, Mr. Yun asked me to tell me that there is a banquet tonight, and he hopes that you can accompany me as a female companion."

"Why didn't he tell it himself and asked you to tell it?"

"Actually, Secretary Su who is next to Mr. Yun asked me to bring it along." Yue Ya smiled sheepishly.

Shen Lang casually nodded, "Sure, I'll think about it."

She hides for this reason, even a word has to be conveyed by the assistant, why is she still giving the dog a good face?
(End of this chapter)