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In fact, about that night, she actually still had a little impression. If you want to blame Xue Yu, in order to make her sleep peacefully, she cleaned up so cleanly that she could not find any traces.

She only thought she had been too long and had a dream.

This was embarrassing, Zhao Guibi cleared his throat and held her head: "Dizziness."

"Let you not bother to think about it." Xue Yu simply thought that Zhao Guibi couldn't think of it, and it caused headaches, so she hurriedly hugged her, "You believe me, the child is ours."

"Well." Zhao Guibi responded weakly.

Although the two men did not specifically say that, Yun Xianxiang and Song Mian are both elites. I can’t guess all of them, and I can guess that Ba Jiu is inseparable from each other. Look at Zhao Guibi, who was still fierce before. Weakness, this is not what an ostrich is?

He Wei's wedding went very smoothly. When they toasted table after table, and Yun thought about this table, Riemann, who thought about the same table with Yun, gave him another drink after they toasted.

"I want to honor the newcomers alone." Riemann's open eyes released his goodwill, looking at He Wei and Song Qian, "I wish the two of you a love forever, and you will have your son."

"Thank you." He Wei also calmly handed over the cup and took Song Qian and Riemann to clink.

The three laughed at each other, and drank each.

When He Wei and Song Qian went to the next table, Yun thought about seeing Riemann looking up, a flash of water passing by.

She originally wanted to comfort Riemann, but Riemann excused herself to go to the bathroom and hurried away.

Yun thought about saying hello to Song Mian, and he ran after him.

Riemann washed his face and re-applied himself. While applying makeup, he laughed at himself in the mirror: "I thought I had already let go, but today I know that my heart will still hurt."

With a sigh, Yun thought about stepping forward and holding Riemann silently: "This is the last time."

Riemann smiled in a low voice and nodded, "Yes, the last time."

Riemann packed himself up and started to leave. Some guests who were far away or in a hurry began to leave one after another.

Seeing this, Riemann stopped: "I'm gone too."

Yun Xiang nodded, did not retain, and personally sent Riemann out, only to realize that Riemann did not drive: "I will let you send you back?"

"No need to……"

Before Riemann’s words were finished, the car cried out. They looked at them together and saw a silver-gray car door open. He Junhao stood in the door of the car with a straight suit and his deep eyes fell on it. Riemann.

Riemann stared at He Junhao in a daze, how did he know he was here? How long did he wait here?

"I waited three hours here, just want to send you home." He Junhao looked deeply at Riemann.

"Go, Sister Man." Yun thought about it and patted her on the shoulder, gently pushed the Riemann who was not able to return to God, and lowered her head to her ear and said, "Remember to cherish the people before you."

Riemann just returned a little bit, but God came to He Junhao's car. He Junhao was invited into the car. Yun thought about seeing their car before leaving.

I feel happy in my heart, it seems that everyone has their own belonging.

He Wei and Song Qian got married and happened to want Yun Yun to learn. Xue Yuyao guarded his wife and gave himself a honeymoon vacation. Yun Xiang also happily approved Song Qian's holiday.

And they were ready to go to the Big Apple City again, but something happened before they left.

Early in the morning, Yun thought of seeing the news headline, and the famous film emperor Chu Chen died suddenly in prison.

Yun Xiang suddenly sat up, took the phone and went to find Song Mian, pushed open the door of the study, saw Song Mian was calling, saw her coming, pressed her hand, and signaled her to wait.

Song Mian ended the conversation with the fastest speed. He looked up at Yun and thought: "I know, you want to ask Chu Chen."

"Chu Chen's body has always been very good." The most important thing for an artist is physical health. Only a healthy body can withstand high-pressure work, not to mention that they have to exercise even if they want to maintain their body.

Of course, there are many similar to Hua Xiangrong, the early stage is small and transparent, working hard and exhausted.

Chu Chen is not the same. He is the one who took a shortcut. Through Yao Xunzhen, he suffers less.

"I just went to understand this matter. Chu Chen died suddenly. Chu Chen's family had already gone to the morgue. They did not agree with the anatomy, and no one proved that he died unnaturally, and no one else had the right to pursue." Song Mian said .

"It's a pity..." Yun thought about it and regretted it.

For Chu Chen, she is not annoying, not to be a bad person, nor a good person.

But he has the ability, the idea, and the responsibility.

Fans of Chuchen on the Internet were also crying. Although he made mistakes, at this moment, they seemed to only remember his good.

In the afternoon, Yun thought about going to the company. He Zhen asked her for a contract.

Time passed quickly, Yun thought that it has been seven years since she entered the world of entertainment. Her contract is about to expire soon. Naturally, it is impossible to negotiate again when it expires. It's so reassuring.

Yun thinks about changing the contract halfway, but before she signed the contract, she said that she would not change the number of years.

She had just gotten off at the gate of Huanyu Century, and a car rushed over and crashed into the direction that Yun thought.

Fortunately, Yun thought about avoiding the flash in time, the car crossed, and was stopped by the security guards who came up, Mi Lai came down from the car, and rushed to the cloud to think about it, and was stopped after a few steps.

"Mi Lai, what are you crazy about?" Yun frowned.

"Yun think about it, you are so cruel, you are so cruel!" Mi Lai's eyes were covered with red blood, her eyes glowing fiercely when she looked at Yun Xiang.

"On ruthlessness, I'm not as good as one-tenth of you." Yun thinks about walking to the meter that was blocked by several people. "You are crazy because of Chuchen? Don't let me despise your IQ, Chuchen and I. No injustice, no hatred, I have no time to waste on him."

"Do you think I will believe you?" Millai's high heels stepped **** the instep of a man who stopped her, and rushed toward Yun thinking while the man was tingling and lax.

Yun thinks of flashing sideways, while reaching out to grab her arm. She wraps her arms and cuts Mi Lai's hands back, clamping Mi Li, who is still struggling: "I repeat, Chu Chen's death has nothing to do with me."

After a pause, Yun thought sneered: "You are the executioner of his death. Don't forget who he was in jail, because who laid you off a good future. If he didn't blame you, he would die early in life? "

Pushing Mi down hard and watching her fall to the ground, Yun thinks of raising her eyes and seeing that many reporters are coming at the front entrance. Without any more entanglement, she turns and marches into the company.