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In the car, Nan Feng only felt that her body fell apart, and she grabbed the handrail on the side, and then she understood what Mu Yang meant by not kicking her on the top of the starry sky.

The feeling of turning overwhelmed Nan Feng, she opened her dim eyes, and in a daze, she met Mu Yang's red eyes. In those eyes, there was sadness, loss, unwillingness, anger... There was also an emotion, Nan Feng couldn't really see it anyway. She wrapped her hands around Mu Yang's neck and wanted to hold her in her arms, but she was quickly washed away by the more eager storm.

Nan Feng's tears burst out suddenly. She trembled, trying to wipe away the tears from the corners of Mu Yang's eyes. But before her hand touched Mu Yang, she was pulled away by the latter.

Controversy between trapped beasts.

Somehow, Nan Feng thought of this sentence. She raised her eyes in a daze to look at Mu Yang, and she found that except for the emotions that were too strong to dissolve, there were tears in Mu Yang's eyes.

Mu Yang cried.

Mu Yang thought that she came to her company because she was afraid that Nan Feng would be bullied. When she asked the front desk, the front desk only said that they had only one named Nan Feng here, and that was their boss, the eldest lady of the Jiang family, Nan Feng. Then, when she heard Qin Chang screaming for Nan Feng "Mr. Nan", she thought, what else did she not understand?

Nan Feng left a lot of clues, but I blame it, she is too stupid, she believes in her little canary too much. So she never realized something was wrong.

The fires everywhere have not been extinguished, and new wildfires have appeared, raging everywhere. Until there is no place to support such burning.

Nan Feng's eyes were bright red, as if the other shore flower that opened in the underworld in a flash, beautiful and desolate. She stubbornly held Mu Yang's hand and stopped her hand in place, wanting to keep her like this: "Don't move, that's it."

Mu Yang frowned, his hands moved slightly, Nan Feng trembling to kiss her.

"Sister...Don't be like this..." Nan Feng snuggled in her arms, her voice trembling, crying: "Sister..."

"You lied to me." Mu Yang's eyes were rolling darkly, her expression was a little dazed, she fixedly looked at Nan Feng, trying to see some flaws in her eyes, she wanted to hear Nan Feng personally tell She said that she has difficulties, and everything she did was for herself.

But Nan Feng did not speak, her breathing was still heavy, she met Mu Yang's eyes, and for a while, she lowered her head in embarrassment, and said straightforwardly: "I'm sorry."

Mu Yang let go of her, groping around in the car, trying to find a cigarette, but she rummaged through the car and couldn't find it. Mu Yang had to take out a wet wipe and wipe his hands, and sat on the opposite side of Nan Feng.

"I'll give you a chance to explain, President Jiang." Mu Yang thought of something, she chuckled, her voice full of self-deprecating: "I treat President Jiang this way today, I'm afraid I will be banned tomorrow."

"But Nan Feng, I don't regret it."

Nan Feng gathered her clothes and wanted to hug her, but was avoided by the latter. She had no choice but to hold Mu Yang's hand with her throat dumb, for fear that she would leave herself: "Sister, can you listen to me explain?"

Mu Yang nodded slightly.

"I came out of the orphanage. From when I was young, everyone told me that your parents are dead, and you are an orphan now." Nan Feng closed his eyes, and his thoughts returned to the original owner who was still an orphan. When I was in the hospital: "At that time, because I was a good-looking man, I was always adopted by others, but after they adopted me, they all had their own children. Finally..." Nan Feng smiled bitterly: "They all put me up again. I sent it back."

Mu Yang looked at her silently, and did not speak. Nan Feng's appearance now is undoubtedly embarrassed, she still has a hickey left by herself on her neck, and her eyes are blushing just now. Mu Yang softened her heart in an instant, she thought, after all, Nan Feng is so much younger than herself, how can she take care of the vicissitudes of life?

"Later, I was adopted and sent back. The dean of the orphanage was also annoyed by these few rounds. She ordered me not to go out and prevent the parents who came to adopt the child from seeing me. Everyone There is a tendency to beautify. When you see beautiful things, you want to get it in your pocket." Nan Feng recalled the experience of the original owner being taken away again and again and returned again and again. What a blow to a child? .

Hope again and again, disappointment again and again.

In the end, they all turned into despair. When despair has substance, it is endless darkness. When the original owner finally reached adulthood, escaped from the orphanage, went to college, and entered the entertainment circle, she regarded all the light as her salvation.

Nan Feng found that in the heart of the original owner, Mu Yang did not have the status. But for the original owner, Mu Yang is her other orphanage. The freedom she desires is imprisoned, but she cannot do without these things that imprison her.

"During the Chinese New Year, you went home. At this time someone came to me and said that I was their child, saying that they had been looking for me for more than 20 years." Nan Feng only felt tears surging from her eyes. , She rolled her throat, took a deep breath to calm her mood, forced a smile, and then said:

"Sister, I have been abandoned for a long time. Suddenly one day, someone told me that you are not abandoned. You still have your family. Your family has been looking for you for a long time."

"Family, I suddenly have a family." Nan Feng raised her head, trying to contain her tears. She looked at the starry sky above her head as if in a silence, only she and Mu Yang.

"Whether they are rich or poor, it doesn't matter to me. I have passed the time of fifteen or sixteen years old to love fantasy, sister, I am already over twenty years old." Nan Feng held Mu Yang tightly. Hand, the latter struggled, but didn't struggle to move away, just let her go.

"Sister, I hope you can be happy." Nan Feng whispered.

Even if such happiness is not my part.

What Nan Feng didn't say was that she was scared. She was afraid that once she revealed her identity, Mu Yang would leave her, leaving her forever and ever. Leaving Mu Yang was what the original owner wanted, but not what she wanted.

Nan Feng has been deliberately escaping. On the one hand, she wants to let Mu Yang find her son of destiny as soon as possible and complete her mission as soon as possible; but on the other hand, there is an emotion in her heart that is spreading rapidly, swiftly and violently. Come. She didn't know exactly what this emotion was, and when she realized that something was wrong, her heart was about to fall.

[Host, are you to Mu Yang...] System 666 jumped out, trying to make Nan Feng recognize his feelings.

Nan Feng directly refuted it: "This is just the original owner's—" She couldn't continue. For the first time, she faced System 666 in silence. She has no confidence anymore. She used to think that her heart was still in the water and wanted to complete the task as soon as possible and leave as soon as possible. But now, she finds that she has nostalgia in this world.

This shouldn't be-it shouldn't be!

Silence, a long silence. This kind of silence is a silent trial, a trial in which the judge stands on a high place with the mallet and does not speak for a long time. It was so silent that Nan Feng wanted to hug her and hold on to her desperately.

This is, Mu Yang said:

"Your family, I can't climb high." She only said such a sentence.

Nan Feng was startled, her beautiful eyes quickly filled with water mist, but in an instant, tears fell again. She looked at Mu Yang incredulously, her lips trembling, and finally just asked hoarsely: "Sister...Do you want me anymore?"

Mu Yang's heart slammed. Now Nan Feng is like a kitten who is afraid of being abandoned. His body is wet, and his eyes are as clear as a deer. She couldn't let go of her cruelly.

not to mention…

Mu Yang gave a wry smile. Hasn't her heart already belonged to it?

"Little cat...come here." Mu Yang beckoned to her.

The first melting of ice and snow is like the long-frozen Northland ushering in its spring.

Nan Feng's eyes widened, and in the next second, he threw himself into Mu Yang's arms, choked up and said: "Sister, you can't don't want me!"

"You can't stop my sister, okay?" Mu Yang touched her head and whispered.

Nan Feng nodded silently.

When the two arrived home, Nan Feng gave Mu Yang some medicine and covered her with a quilt. Then, she silently sat on the chair beside the bed and silently asked System 666: "What do you mean by the key person today?"

System 666 thought, of course it was the character who promoted the plot and the emotional development of the two of you, wait—this host should not understand that he is Mu Yang's real son?

This time the misunderstanding is big. However, limited by the rules and regulations of the system, it can't tell the host directly about some things, so it has to answer Nan Feng's question euphemistically: [It is the key person, which has a great effect on promoting the plot. 】

"Then what does he have to do with the hostess?" Nan Feng asked the question in his heart.

[The male and female masters are connected to the world's luck, and the key figures are the author's darling. 】System 666 explained: 【For example, although the hero and the heroine are the protagonists of the author, there will always be a role that the author prefers in addition to the hero and heroine. This role is the key person. 】

"Is that so?" Nan Feng thoughtfully. At this moment, Mu Yang gave a loud cry and turned over. Nan Feng tucked the quilt for her again. Her voice was low. She continued to ask System 666: "If he is with Mu Yang... this world will be the task completed. Yes?"

System 666 was silent for a long time, and finally did not speak.

"If the two of them get together smoothly...I can leave here logically, right?" Nan Feng stared at the sleeping Mu Yang through the faint moonlight outside the window, her emotions could not be heard in her voice.

System 666 was silent for a long time, and asked her own question all the time: [Host, how do you feel about Mu Yang? 】

"What does it feel like?" Nan Feng was taken aback, unexplainable feelings flooded her heart, and she opened her mouth, unable to speak for a while. She wants to say that she still has attachments to Mu Yang, she wants to say that she has no feelings for Mu Yang, she wants to ask System 666 why she can’t, but—

She can't.

At the same time, in her heart, a long-dormant force spread, and a gloomy mood instantly swept through her. In the trance, there seemed to be a voice repeated indifferently in her ear:

"If you don't love her, how can you love her? She tramples on your dignity and makes you embarrassed...how can you love her?"

Nan Feng's expression was in a trance, she asked that voice in her heart: Why... why not? Why... can't I love Mu Yang? Why can't I love her?

"Can I love her?"

Nan Feng asked these words after all, she was in a daze, as if she had been taken away by something. She looked at the entity transformed by System 666, and asked in a low voice the words that had been hidden in her heart for a long time.

If everything in this world is fake, then-why can't I love Mu Yang? I am a hurried visitor in this world, but I also want to love someone.

System 666 fell silent again.

For a long time, it said: [You can love her. 】

Nan Feng, if you choose to love her, please...love her well.

"Tomorrow Mu Yang will go to the crew, I plan to follow." Nan Feng shook his head and sighed softly, as if to spit out all the entanglements he had just now, "I will solve Anhua." In her eyes A glimmer of cold light flashed: "No one can **** Mu Yang with me!"

System 666 felt an unusual wave of fluctuations in his host. In this wave of fluctuations, he felt a familiar but unfamiliar feeling. System 666 felt that this matter was not quite right, so it kept an eye on it and reported the matter to its superiors.

Jiang Cheng and Luo Rou knew that Nan Feng was going to follow Mu Yang to the crew, and they agreed. In this regard, Ms. Luo even told Nan Feng: "Nanny, don't have any conflicts with Xiaomu, don't hold anything in your heart, and openly say that you young people have to stand up to the storm when you are in love. "

Jiang Cheng nodded his head and agreed: "Yeah, my dad said hello to Director Liao. If you have anything to do, please call mom and dad."

Nan Feng touched his head. I don't know why, but I had a headache last night. At the moment, his head is still dizzy.

Hearing what her parents said, she smiled awkwardly, trying to confess to the second elder that she and Mu Yang are not in a romantic relationship, but looking at the expectant eyes of the second elder, she pursed her lips. Didn't she dare to say this at all—

If these two elders knew that they were raised by Mu Yang, could they not explode?

Nan Feng sighed, feeling that he had paid a great price for the safety of the sponsor's father.

"Are you ready, baby?" Mu Yang jumped in from the bedroom and saw Nan Feng sitting on the bed in a daze. He pinched her nose and said affectionately: "What's the matter, baby?"

"I told my parents that we are in a romantic relationship." Nan Feng touched his nose and said with a guilty conscience.

Mu Yang was shocked by her sudden words. Immediately, she blinked her eyes a few times and put her arms around Nan Feng and asked with a smile: "What did the uncle and aunt say?" The face was calm and the waves were calm, but there was no wave in her heart. After getting a batch, Mu Yang felt that the palms of her hands were sweating.

"I didn't say anything," Nan Feng scratched his head, recalled the conversation he had just with the second elder, and suddenly said: "Oh! By the way, my parents said that we should not quarrel and live in harmony."

"We two? Quarrel?" Mu Yang pointed at himself, pretending to be shocked: "Have we two quarreled?"

Nan Feng choked. Yes, the two of them had never quarreled before. Every time there was a dispute, Jinzhu's father threw her on the bed.

"Right! I want to bring plaster!" Thinking of this, Nan Feng suddenly jumped up from the bed. joke! The most wasteful thing about living with Mu Yang is his waist. If you don't take good care of it, you might end up with the root of the disease when you get old!

Really healthy young expert Nanfeng.

She hadn't thought about why she would think about getting old with Mu Yang. In this case, she was completely subconscious, and she couldn't control her subconscious.

"What are you doing with the plaster?" Mu Yang obviously didn't understand her intention and asked in confusion. The injury on my waist is almost healed, and there is a cracked bone on the ankle, and the plaster is useless. What is Nan Feng doing with the plaster?

Nan Feng said: "My waist is not good!"

Mu Yang frowned, the worry at the center of his eyebrows was so heavy that he couldn't let go: "When did you have a bad waist?"

Nan Feng's face turned red, and he glared at her angrily: "Rogue!"

Mu Yang:? ? ? For a moment, she suddenly understood, with an unclear smile.

As soon as the two of them had finished cleaning, Feng Qian called and said that they were already at the entrance of the building. Nan Feng helped Mu Yang go out.

In fact, Mu Yang's injury is almost healed, and the plaster on his ankle has just been removed. As long as he doesn't exercise vigorously, run or jump, there is basically no problem. However, Nan Feng and Feng Qian were worried that she was too desperate to get the root cause of the disease. The two reached a consensus and decided to stay in the crew 24 hours a day and watch Mu Yang, and they were determined not to let her make an action scene until she got better.

"Brother Qian has worked hard!" Nan Feng said to Feng Qian honestly as soon as he got on the bus.

Feng Qian said modestly: "Where and where, Miss Nan has worked harder." At best, we worked hard for a whole day, but poor Miss Nan couldn't even stop at night. It was too miserable and miserable!

"Mu Yang, don't go to the crew this time to make an action scene for now." Seeing Mu Yang frowned in disapproval, Feng Qian helplessly lifted his forehead, sighed, and then said: "I know you don't want to use a stand-in. No. But until your injury is completely healed, you must not make an action scene."

Mu Yang subconsciously retorted, "Why! I—"

"Sister?" Nan Feng tilted his head and smiled harmlessly.

Mu Yang pursed his lips, and said helplessly: "Go, go, go! I know! If you don't film an action scene, you won't be filming."

Nan Feng and Feng Qian high-five to celebrate the victory.

Mu Yang was angrily: "Are you ignoring me a little bit?"

Nan Feng looked at Feng Qian with an innocent look: "Do you have Brother Qian?"

Feng Qian spread his hands: "I don't think so."

Mu Yang gritted his teeth and swallowed the sulking breath abruptly. So angry! It's fine if someone is in charge! Now there is one more person! QAQ!

Nan Feng didn't sleep well last night, and now he is obediently leaning on Mu Yang's shoulder to make up for his sleep. Mu Yang's hand crossed her eyelashes. Nan Feng's eyelashes were dark and dense, like a small fan, casting a small shadow on her eyes. Mu Yang touched her head contentedly, and put the person in his arms.

Feng Qian, who was eating dog food, pretended not to see him, and turned his head to look at the scenery. It seems that the eldest lady of the Jiang family ate Mu Yang to death.

Nan Feng slept so deeply that he didn't even know that Mu Yang got out of the car. Mu Yang discussed with Feng Qian, after all, he had already made an appointment with Director Liao, and it was not good for Director Liao to wait for them at the moment. So Nan Feng slept in the car first, and left the assistant in the car, saying that when she woke up, she would go to the dressing room to find herself.

The assistant agreed, but seeing that Nan Feng was not awake for a while, she was thirsty again, so she went to the nearby studio to get a bottle of water and brought a bottle to Nan Feng by the way. But it didn't matter if she didn't take it. After taking it back, she found out that Nan Feng, who was supposed to be lying on the seat of the car and sleeping honestly, was gone.

When Nan Feng woke up, he found a blanket changed on his body, which looked like Mu Yang's. She stretched and suddenly realized that there was no one in the car, but she still tentatively called out: "Sister?"

No one answered.

Nan Feng narrowed his mouth, and said that he would bring him over to play, but no one was seen here as soon as he arrived. She took out her mobile phone to call Mu Yang, but heard the phone ringing beside her.

Didn't get the phone...

Nan Feng patted his forehead, sighed, and planned to call Feng Qian, but his call was also unanswered.

Xiaonan always intends to get out of the car for a stroll, and Mu Yang will not find her anyway with her mobile phone.

Changfeng and Beiping are not too far apart. She slept all the way, and now she was awake. Director Liao Changfeng made a huge investment in this movie, not to mention that Jiang Cheng and Dong Jiang made additional investment after knowing that his future daughter-in-law was filming in this crew.

Nan Feng was walking on the road, and when he saw people hurrying in ancient costumes, he suddenly felt very interesting. She suddenly remembered the scene she was filming in the film and television base in Peking. At that time, although she was an insignificant female No. 5, the atmosphere and staff of the crew were very good.

But speaking of it, "Chao Feng" is about to be broadcast, right? During this period of time, the hostess did not contact her, could it be that he knew his identity?

Nan Feng shook his head, no longer thinking about the two of them.

"Hey, you guy! Why don't you have eyes!" A sharp female voice sounded. The next second, Nan Feng, who was in a daze, was knocked to the ground severely by her.

Nan Feng frowned, stood up, dusted the dust on her body, looked at the woman in a peach-colored costume in front of her, and calmly said, "This lady, don't you look at the road when you walk?"

"Huh, grandma doesn't look at the way when she walks, why, don't you dare to say that grandma's is not?" Qian Li looked at the woman in front of him and sneered. The bracelet is expensive. It is estimated that this person is left with this face all over his body, right?

Hey, he's a worthless thing, and he has a good face. Don't you be a little lover raised by someone?

Nan Feng squinted her eyes and stared at the woman with gorgeous makeup and dress. For a long time, she smiled sarcastically: "Why, you are in red and green, you are going to be an old bustard?"

"Who do you think is the old bustard?" Qian Li widened his eyes and pointed at her and began to curse: "Little girl, sister, I think you are not too old. Don't think about crooked things all day. What about a good face? Isn't there no role yet?"

Nan Feng asked in confusion: "Who told you I'm here for a role?"

"Oh, look at you like this, don't you even be a maid?" Qian Li glanced at her up and down, and she didn't seem to have any background, so he sneered: "The little girl now The girl is really impetuous, she is deliberately trying to reach the sky in one step! But as everyone knows, don't be self-defeating!"

"Why are you talking upside down?" Nan Feng retorted, "Can't you keep a little verbal morality on your mouth?"

"Hey you little girl, you don't understand what you are talking to, do you?" Qian Li's hand was pinched to Nan Feng's chin, the latter's eyes dimmed, and his eyes narrowed dangerously:

"Put your paws away!"

Qian Li proudly said: "What? The little girl dared to challenge my old mother in the film?"

Nan Feng glanced at her, and in the next second, Qian Li's hand firmly grasped Qian Li's wrist pinching her chin. With a force, Qian Li's wrist was dislocated.

Qian Li's face turned pale in an instant. She held her hands and wanted to scream twice, but found that she couldn't make a sound. Her wrist fell as if it had lost support, hanging softly on her arm.

"You—" Qian Li was too painful to speak. She endured the pain, not knowing where to get her own phone: "Hello? Where are you all dead? I was beaten! If your crew doesn't care, I told my boyfriend to withdraw the investment!"

Nan Feng scratched his head, but he didn't expect this to be an employer, no wonder he was so hard-headed. But... Lao Jiang seems to have also invested a lot of money in this crew. She shouldn't be inferior to this woman, right?

Liao Changfeng was talking to Mu Yang in the studio, and arranged the next progress of each group by the way. At this time, the deputy director came over and whispered: "Director Liao, that Qianli, another moth has appeared!"

Liao Changfeng's face stinked in an instant.

Mu Yang thoughtfully said: "Since Director Liao has something else to do, you should deal with it first, and I will put on makeup first."

"It's okay, she happened to be in Studio No. 8, and we happened to start shooting right now." Liao Changfeng stood up and said to Mu Yangxu as he walked out, "This money is really not a fuel-efficient lamp!"

Mu Yang is considerate and acts as a listening tool.

"Her boyfriend—oh, she said it was her boyfriend. In fact, she is just a little lover." Liao Changfeng shook his head and said: "The acting skills are average and the temper is not bad. She was in the group when you first had an accident, and you just joined the group. In less than a week, everyone on and off the crew was basically offended."

"What is her boyfriend?" Mu Yang thought to himself, could it be better than his girlfriend?

"He Yong." Seeing that Mu Yang didn't know why, Liao Changfeng added: "That's the one—the youngest boy of the He family. The young man is not too old, so he can't even think of someone who likes Qianli, and he always brings him to his fiancée. Walk around. Isn't this lack of heart?"

Mu Yang knew who it was when he talked about the unhearted eye that brought the little lover to the Lord for a stroll. No wonder, the investment of the crew this time is part of the He family, and the young master of the He family, as the capital, is naturally speaking in the crew. That Qian Li's arrogance is not without reason.

"What the **** is going on! If it wasn't for the He family, I would let the **** girl drive away sooner or later!" Liao Changfeng cursed irritably, exhaled deeply, and secretly thought to himself. : "I'm not mad, I'm not mad, no one can replace anger when I get sick."

Mu Yang took a lot of effort before he didn't laugh.

Soon, she couldn't laugh anymore. Because the woman standing in the middle of the crowd and confronting Qian Li is her own kitty.

"Sister!" Nan Feng cried coquettishly when he saw Mu Yang, his eyes lit up.

The onlookers were all taken aback—could this little girl be the sister of Queen Mu Ying? No wonder you have such a solid foundation to dare to cooperate with Qian Ligang! But...Mu Ying's reputation is still a lot weaker than that of the boss's father, right?

"Are you all right?" Seeing Nan Feng, Mu Yang quickly stepped forward and asked worriedly. She really didn't expect that her little cat would be bullied by others. Especially when she saw the red mark on Nan Feng's chin, her eyes were even worse when she looked at Qian Li. She sneered and asked Qian Li, "Are you bullying her?"

"Why, Mu Yang, do you think you are a great queen? My boyfriend is the boss—" Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Liao Changfeng. After seeing Nan Feng's face, Liao Changfeng thought for a long time, and then With a sudden realization on his face, he took two quick steps and said loudly:

"Miss Jiang, why don't you say hello when you are here?"

Mu Yang:? ? ?

People who eat melon:? ? ?

Qian Li:? ? ?

Nan Feng froze for a moment, scratched his head, and said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I was with Mu Ying afterwards. I originally wanted to keep a low profile..." Heaven and Earth's conscience! She really wants to keep a low profile! But this lady who is arguing doesn't give her a chance!

"Associate Director Zhang, who is this? What is it so awesome?" The crowd of onlookers poked at Associate Director Zhang.

Deputy Director Zhang squinted his eyes and looked at Nan Feng for a while before he suddenly realized: "This is the serious father of the golden master! She is the daughter of the Jiang family!"

Jiang family daughter?

Most of the people present have been in the entertainment industry for many years, not to mention that they have become human spirits, but few are stupid. They were well-informed, so naturally they knew that the daughter of the Jiang family who had lost more than 20 years had found it a few days ago. The Jiang family also held a special banquet to introduce this daughter.

Could it be... Mu Yinghou was the Ms. Jiang you met at that time?

Wait—Isn’t Mu Ying Queen the daughter-in-law identified by the Jiang family? Is it the relationship between her and this Miss Jiang—a female girlfriend?

People who eat melons: Oh my God! After eating melons for many years, a big melon landed on my head today!

"Ms. Jiang, is it a big deal?" Liao Changfeng laughed loudly, feeling very happy. Didn't Qian Li think that he was the boss's father and was always pretending to be awesome? At the moment, the decent father of the gold master is here, and he is still the father of the biggest investor. Liao Changfeng almost woke up from a dream.

"That's all right, Qian Li, you have been driven away, so quickly pack your things and get out." Liao Changfeng waved his hand in a good mood, indicating that Miss Qian, you will not give it away!

With that, Liao Changfeng patted Nan Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Miss Jiang, didn't Jiang Dong come with you?"

Nan Feng honestly said: "You can call me Nan Feng. My father is busy with work and can't spare time to watch. He said that he believes in you and you can play freely, and he won't disturb your creation."

The seemingly honest Nan Feng actually hooked Mu Yang's pinky finger, and the two of them held hands and followed Liao Changfeng.

"Does it hurt?" Mu Yang lightly tapped the red mark on her chin, and the distress in her eyes almost overflowed: "Your chin is all red, such an obvious fingerprint."

"It's okay!" Nan Feng smiled and shook her hand back, and wrote lightly: "I removed her wrist."

"What did you unload?" Mu Yang was taken aback.

"Wrists!" Nan Feng's face was as it should be, and the grievances expressed in front of Mu Yang: "Her hand pinching my chin is painful and painful. I let her let it go and she didn't let it go, so I had no choice but to let it go. Removed her wrist."

Mu Yang touched her head distressedly.

Liao Changfeng walked in front, only feeling a cold sweat on his back—my mother, what kind of killer is this? Miss Jiang family looked at the soft and weak, the force value is so high?

"Director Liao? I'm Xiaohe!" Liao Changfeng answered the phone. He sneered when he heard such a sentence, and replied unceremoniously: "I know you are a young man, why are you not an old man? Be your dad?"

He Yong's face became cold, and he said to the phone: "Director Liao, what do you mean? My man was bullied in your crew, and his wrists were dislocated and painful to death. You still speak such rude words? You? Don't forget, our He family is the capitalist."

"Yes, yes, I forgot, you are also the boss!" Liao Changfeng said strangely.

"You know it." He Yong smiled triumphantly, made an "OK" gesture to the Qian Li in front of him, and then squeezed his accent: "In that case, you also said today that you want to expel us? You are now. There is still a chance to take back your words."

Liao Changfeng has a bad temper. In the past, it was because he was a boss to give him a bit of face. Now that the more powerful boss's father comes, Liao Changfeng has the confidence to frustrate him: "Then you know who your girlfriend is with. Is there a conflict?"

He Yongsi didn't care, and said with a grin, "No matter who it is, you will fire her for me! Hearing what our wife said, that little girl is not a good thing."

"Oh, Miss Jiang, the young master of the He family said that you are not a good thing." Liao Changfeng turned on the hands-free and handed the phone to Nan Feng. He was always overwhelmed because of the management of the business. Now that the opportunity for revenge has come, he will naturally not let it go.

"Miss Jiang?" He Yong realized that something was wrong. "Which Miss Jiang are you talking about?"

"How many Jiang's families are there in Peiping?" Liao Changfeng asked him with a smile.

"Nonsense, I saw Jiang Feng in the morning-it's the daughter of the Jiang family who just returned!" He Yong figured this out, and he smiled at the phone like a polite, "Oh! I don't know Taishan!" It turned out to be Miss Jiang! I'm really embarrassed. My girlfriend is just a little bit anxious and has a bad temper. Your lord has a lot, so don't care about her!"

"That's what you said, come and talk yourself." Nan Feng hung up the phone after faintly saying such a sentence, and then, Liao Changfeng watched as the boss's father, who was still mad and cool just now, was now surrounding him like a little cat. The central government asks for praise:

"Sister, sister! Look at whether I was handsome just now!"

Liao Changfeng looked at him coldly, thinking that Nan Feng had a tail, he must be shaking like crazy right now.

"Little baby is the most handsome!" Mu Yang rubbed her hair and said with a smile.

Liao Changfeng: ...The dog food is really fragrant.

"Then sister! Do you think I was great just now!" Nan Feng's eyes were sparkling.

Mu Yang burst into laughter, rubbed her head again, and smiled: "It's super!"

Liao Changfeng coughed slightly in an attempt to attract the attention of the two. Nan Feng turned around, looked at Liao Changfeng, and said innocently: "Director Liao, I brought a few bottles of Fatty Sea to Mu Yang. If you have an uncomfortable voice, I will send it to you later."

Liao Changfeng went down the steps and forced a calm pretence: "Well, good." Then, he looked at Mu Yang, thought about it, and said kindly: "Xiao Mu, this-since your girlfriend is here, then you should accompany you first. Tell her to pack things up? You two must be living together, right?"

Mu Yang nodded: "Yes."

"That's OK, you can come here later. There is a night scene at about six o'clock. You can come over after four o'clock and put on makeup." Liao Changfeng said, adding another sentence to Nan Feng's probing eyes: "Yes. Wenxi is not an action drama."

Nan Feng smiled and said, "Thank you, Director Liao!"

Liao Changfeng waved his hand and left quickly. He doesn't want to stay here to eat dog food anymore!

"Why did you run out on your own? Why didn't you wait for me to go back?" Mu Yang squeezed Nan Feng's face and asked angrily: "It made me startled when I saw you there. ."

"My sister didn't take the phone, I called Brother Qian and he didn't answer, and there was no one, so I came down to breathe..." Nan Feng looked innocent, and she also felt a little inexplicable: "I didn't expect to run into it. A person, inexplicably, feels a bit of secondary disease."

"I'll go back and give you some medicine, you see it's swollen." Mu Yang touched the red marks on her chin again, feeling a little distressed: "I didn't want to put such a heavy hand."

Nan Feng: Meow meow? ? ?

Nan Feng's skin is thin and it is especially easy to leave marks. But Mu Yang also likes to leave marks on her body, indicating that this is her possession.