Empire Mecha Builder

Chapter 41 I finally softened my heart

Wan Li raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but looked at the other party suspiciously, this is wrong, let's ask about the situation, why does this guy want to drag himself and Su Zhihe with every word?

She rolled her eyes and echoed with a smile: "Everyone in and out of Duan Zishou Li's big name circle knows that I'm not stupid. I only watched a few interviews. I didn't expect Mr. Jia to read countless people, even me. You can see it in every little action.”

After hearing this sentence, Mr. Jia almost gritted his teeth. He secretly glanced at the recording pen underneath, and couldn't help becoming more and more irritable. He kept cursing inwardly, but he still said calmly on his face: " Wanli, to be honest, there is no need to hide it because of the relationship between the two of us, just tell the truth, are you and Su Zhihe together?"

Wan Li played with his fingers, seemed to be pondering over the words, and shook his head seriously after a while, sighed and said with a smile: "Don't tell me, there really isn't one."

Seeing that the other party didn't change his expression and his heart beat, Mr. Jia couldn't help wondering if the person who gave the news was blind. He agreed that Su Zhihe was going to get angry because of Wanli?These two people... Could it be...

Thinking of this, he glanced at Wan Li thoughtfully, only to see that the other party was a little more generous than before, and looked at him with a smile. His heart was broken, so he played his hole card: "Wan Li, I will not hide anything. You know, although the company has not issued an explicit order to ban him from love, but you know, as I talked to you last time, his career is on the rise, and the company's resources are limited, so how could he smash it? What about Qian holding a celebrity in love?" At this point, his tone became softer, and he said in a slightly deceptive tone, "If you are really doing it for his own good, please tell me the situation. It's not that you don't know that kid's temper, I really can't ask anything from him, and don't worry, I'm his manager and I won't harm him."

This remark can be said to be half true or false, but it is also said to be affectionate. Wan Li glanced at it lightly, and finally pulled up the suitcase, clenched his hands into fists, but still smiled lightly on his face: "I believe Jia The artists in your hands will feel the general kindness, as for the others, sorry, I don’t know much about it.”

As she spoke, she straightforwardly pulled up the suitcase and walked towards the door.

Huanrui's conference room is very large, and Wan Li just sat in it, so he had to pass Mr. Jia to get out.

She clenched her fingers tightly, and unconsciously quickened her pace a lot. As soon as she walked out of the door, she breathed a sigh of relief.Immediately while trotting, he took out his phone and prepared to call Su Zhihe.

At this moment, she was very sure that Mr. Jia had a problem. Does a general manager need to dig a hole for every sentence to talk to an artist's rumored girlfriend?Obviously it was impossible, if she hadn't accidentally caught a glimpse of the recording pen under the table just now, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Although she didn't know the reason why the other party did this, her intuition still told Wan Li that she must call Su Zhihe immediately to tell Su Zhihe about it, no matter what, she must be on guard.

But just as she pressed the number, a shadow appeared on the phone screen, and she looked up, and it was Mr. Jia who was smiling kindly.

"Wanli, don't worry, let's talk again?"

Although it was a question, the other party did not interrupt her to refuse. He snatched her mobile phone quickly, pressed the outgoing call, and played with it in his hand while teasing: "That's all!" Small things, why bother Yi Feng, he seems to have a more important scene today."

Wan Li looked around, but found that there was no one there. It seemed that the disaster could not be avoided. The other party made all preparations and only planned to catch her as a turtle to achieve their goal. So she sighed, feeling a little headache He asked: "Mr. Jia, you have said all this and don't talk nonsense. You can just tell your purpose directly. You are so sure that it is a bad thing for me? Maybe I will cooperate with you, right?"

Seemingly aroused by her proposal, Mr. Jia raised his hand as a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile on his face, "Then, please come inside?"

At the same time, just after Wan Li was forcibly left in Huanrui's meeting room, Su Zhihe, who was filming on the set, inexplicably felt a surge of irritability in his heart.

He raised his hand to beckon Miya, rubbed his eyebrows and asked, "Miya, do I have a show this afternoon?"

Miya looked at the form in her hand, and said helplessly, "Brother Zhihe, you begged the director to concentrate your next scenes on these two days."

Su Zhihe: "..." It seems that... he really did this kind of thing.

He held his forehead with some headaches. At that time, he remembered to finish the filming and meet Wanli, but he didn't expect the other party to come to Beijing on his own initiative. Now that he is fine, even if she is going to fly to Changsha, he is still filming...

The so-called self-inflicted evil cannot live, that is to say...

Su Zhihe sighed and waved his hand at Miya, and said in a weary voice, "Okay, okay...I know everything."

Miya snickered and joked: "Why do you look so sluggish today? Didn't you get nourished by Sister Qingqing last night?"

Su Zhihe adjusted the costumes, and then gave Miya a blank look, and said angrily: "Didn't you see Morun? Those two Mickey watches are still hanging on my hand."

"Oh my god, Brother Zhihe, you were actually dismissed by two Mickey watches," Miya said in surprise, "That watch was really a gift from Sister Qingqing? My God, this aesthetic is also intoxicating..."

After hearing the other party’s affirmative answer, Miya’s heart was almost astonished. She dared not say anything else. She has been with Brother Zhihe for two years. In the past two years, almost all the dressing and so on have been done by the Korean styling team. Reasonable, if the stylist sees him wearing a black coat and stylish jeans but with these two cute Mickey watches on his wrists...

The stylist should cry...

"What's the matter, you?" Seeing Miya's unbelievable expression, Su Zhihe became inexplicably upset, and he gave Miya a blank look: "Sister Qing, you are good at aesthetics, but if you are not good at aesthetics, can you fall in love with me?" ?” Paused, the expression unexpectedly changed to a kind of bewildered arrogance again, “Besides, I’m willing to wear it, young master, can’t I?”

All right, you are the boss, you can just say yes, Miya is too lazy to argue with this kind of man who is in love and has a negative IQ, so she just reminded silently: "Well, brother Zhihe, it seems that you stalked him first. Falling in love with Miss Qingqing."

I have to say, the lethality of this sentence is simply too explosive, Su Zhihe's face froze immediately, and then he realized: "Can the little girl know how to use words? What is stalking? We clearly It's the joy of two emotions, the joy of two emotions, understand!"

"Brother, let's not forget that Sister Renqing hasn't agreed to you yet." Miya added without fear of death, and finally succeeded in arousing a certain fried hair. He knocked on the table and said angrily: "Nonsense, She promised it was only a matter of time, do you know that time is a matter of time!" In the end, she still felt embarrassed, and pretended to take out her mobile phone, muttering, "I'm too lazy to talk to you, I have to ask her to get on the plane..."

Before he finished speaking, he just froze there. Why was there a thousand miles of missed calls on the screen...

Confused, he immediately called back, but there were only endless beeps, and finally hung up automatically. He didn't give up, and made several consecutive calls, but found that there was still no one answering, and he became more and more impatient , and finally couldn't help pulling the costume out, grabbed Miya and asked, "How long will it take for my next scene?"

Miya was taken aback by him abruptly, and it took him a while to turn over the form and say, "It won't be long, when the filming of this scene is finished and the scenery is set, it will be up to you."

"Wait," he stuffed the things in Miya's hands, "I have to go to Wanli's house, I don't know why, I always have a bad feeling."

Miya almost grabbed Su Zhihe's hand, making him stop pulling his clothes, and then said with a heart: "Brother Zhihe, you are stunned, I have watched too many TV dramas, and I really believe in telepathy." Do you? Promise me, don't be impulsive! Your sister Qingqing must be sitting on the plane now and can't answer the phone. "

"But I still think it's better to go there for peace of mind." He frowned and pushed Miya's hand away, while continuing to unbutton the role.Just when the two of them were stuck in a stalemate, the phone rang, and the phone displayed on the screen that it was Wan Li.

He hurriedly picked up the phone, and asked eagerly, "Hello? What's wrong with you, Wanli, you didn't answer the phone just now."

"Yi Feng, don't worry, just drink tea with me gently."

The voice on the other end of the phone was very familiar. He frowned and thought for a while before tentatively asking: "Mr. Jia, right? Isn't Wanli flying to Changsha today? How come..."

"The two of us just met, and we chatted for a few words. I didn't expect it to be quite speculative. She was not in a hurry, so I changed the ticket to the afternoon."

These words were really strange, but he couldn't find anything wrong. He pursed his lips and thought for a while before asking, "Then where are you now?"

"Talk to my manager honestly, are you dating a little girl? I'm too shy to ask her about you." After saying this, Mr. Jia glanced at Zheng Hang Wan Li, who sat on the side with his head bowed, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Wan Li, do you want to answer the phone yourself?"

"Give her the phone." I finally felt that something was wrong, let's not talk about why Mr. Jia and Wan Li are together. This is obviously Wanli's mobile phone. Even if they are together, it should not be Mr. Jia anyway. Talk to him first.

Thinking of this, Su Zhihe couldn't help but accentuate his tone, almost gnashing his teeth: "Give her the phone, do you hear me?"

But there was a chuckle from the other side: "Zhihe, you really have a bad temper. We are really just drinking tea and chatting, why are you so excited?"

Really couldn't listen anymore, Wan Li snatched the phone, and said quickly into the receiver: "I'm fine, just keep filming and I'll call you back later."

As he spoke, a busy signal came from the receiver, and Wan Liba hung up the phone.

He looked at the darkened phone screen, feeling more and more frantic inside, what the hell, how could he feel at ease filming in this situation?

Su Zhihe didn't hesitate anymore, he accelerated the speed of understanding the buttons, and finally threw away the trick, and said to Miya: "I'm going first, I will personally ask the director for leave later, you can cancel my evening schedule first."

Looking at the posture, it is doubtful whether he can come back this afternoon.

He quickly put on his shoes, and when he walked out with the keys, he found Miya blocking the door again with a bitter face.

This situation is really... so fucking familiar, the corners of Su Zhihe's eyes twitched, and he asked impatiently: "Why, are you still trying to stop me a second time?"

Miya let go of her hand with a smirk, and murmured, "Miss Qingqing also told you not to worry... your scene is coming up soon, let's calm down, it's not too late to leave after filming... let's go... ..."

The voice became quieter as the words went to the back. Obviously, Miya also realized that her words were not very appropriate. When she looked up at Su Zhihe again, she found that the other person's expression was not as angry as last time, but very calm.

He put on his coat neatly, glanced at Miya, and then frowned and asked, "You tell me to calm down before filming? It's my life there, how do you want me to calm down?"

Stay safe, Li Zaixin

》》》chapter19

Miya opened her mouth wide, and stared at him dumbfounded. She didn't know why, the person in front of her was still familiar, and she should be fierce, but Miya just felt that Su Zhihe was very gentle at this time.

The aura of his whole body was restrained, without the restlessness and uneasiness just now, and the whole person became very calm.Looking at her quietly like that, he asked this sentence very naturally.

That's his life... Does it seem that he has been integrated into life and cannot be abandoned?Thinking about it this way, sister Qingqing is really happy.

Miya finally gave way slowly, lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Then you should hurry up and come back to film as soon as possible, and I'll apologize for you here."

He pursed his lips, nodded slightly, and said, "Miya, thank you." Then he strode out mercilessly.

The city of Beijing is crowded almost at all times. He was driving, a little anxious, and kept calling Wanli's phone along the way, but there was no one answering. Finally, as his destination got closer and closer, he I had to force myself to calm down more and more.

In fact, no matter how you look at it, Wanli is not in danger. After all, he is familiar with the person she is staying with now. Although he doesn't know what his purpose is, but to put it bluntly, he wants to hurt Wanli. It's been hurt a long time ago, so I won't wait until now.

It's just that he said so, and the analysis is also like this, but he can't afford to gamble.

Because one can't afford to gamble, so no matter what, he has to come here in person. He wants to pick her up and see that his girl is safer than anyone else, so he can rest assured.

Thinking about it this way, Su Zhihe was already standing at the door of the company. Fortunately, he shared the GPS location bound with Wanli's mobile phone in advance, otherwise he really would not have guessed that they were here.

Seeing his sudden return, the people at the front desk were taken aback. Just when they wanted to say hello, he cut off the conversation.

"Where is Mr. Jia?"

"In...in the conference room."

The other party was obviously frightened by his aura, and he even stuttered when he spoke. Su Zhihe took off his sunglasses and asked expressionlessly, "Is there anyone else?"

"There seems to be another woman."

The other party replied.

He nodded lightly and said thank you, he was sure in his heart, it seemed that Wanli was definitely here.

So he took three steps in two, and in a blink of an eye he had already arrived at the door of the meeting room. He turned the doorknob slightly, pushed the door open and walked in, only to find that Wan Li was sitting on the side with his face turned away, and Mr. Jia was on the side. Smile at her.

This scene is really infuriating.

He was playing with the sunglasses in his hands, and broke the silence of the room with a loud voice: "Interesting, what are you talking about?"

Hearing the voice, both of them turned their heads, and Wan Li's expression changed on the spot: "Why are you here?" She stood up quickly after speaking, "Didn't I say that I can solve it?"

Su Zhihe didn't answer either, just smiled and looked at the other party, his tone suddenly became more serious: "Why, aren't you going to tell me?"

Mr. Jia is an old Jianghu after all, he quickly adjusted his mood, stood up and smiled and said, "Aren't you filming, Yi Feng? Why are you back?"

He walked straight over, stopped Wanli behind him calmly, and then supported the conference table with his hands, and slightly smiled at the other party and said, "I want to film with peace of mind, but I'm afraid that some people won't let me." I'm at ease."

"who said it--"

"pat-"

Before the words were finished, there was only the sound of throwing things. When Wan Li looked together, the recording pen in Mr. Jia’s hand had already been torn apart, and when he looked at the other party, he also had a surprised expression. He also didn't expect Su Zhihe's eyes to be so sharp, and he didn't expect him to snatch the recording pen from his hand so neatly and drop it.

"Is that what makes me feel at ease? Why do you need a recorder for chatting?" There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Based on this, you are really kind to me, manager."

The last three words came out almost word by word. His expression was still smiling as usual, but the chill in his tone made people shudder.

Mr. Jia soon regretted it. It seems that he has always underestimated the other party. Where he can't see, he has grown into a wolf that can show its teeth and claws, instead of a little white rabbit that can be eaten by mermaids.

Thinking of this, he quickly smoothed things over: "Yi Feng, what are you doing, I'm just interviewing Wanli, you see you're so nervous, cough, I'm your manager, what can I do to you No matter what, we are all bound together, aren't we?"

After the words were finished, the room was quite quiet, Su Zhihe just looked at him indifferently, and after a long time, he slowly asked, "And then?"

Mr. Jia almost wanted to flip the table, Nima's then, what else is there, isn't this just official language!But when someone asked, it would be too bad not to answer, so he had to lower his face and ask with a firm tone: "What do you mean, are you doubting me?"

While holding Wan Li's hand, he picked up her suitcase and planned to go out, but when he heard this, he stopped in his tracks and said coldly, "No, you're wrong, I never doubted that over you."

I've never suspected it... Doesn't this mean that he is sure that he has a conspiracy?

Seeing that he was about to pull Wanli out of this door, Boss Jia jumped up in a hurry, and shouted angrily: "Are you going to turn the world upside down!"

"You're wrong again. My heaven has never been in your hands." After thinking for a while, he turned around, softened his tone, and said helplessly, "I know you must have something to tell me. , otherwise I wouldn’t use this method.” After a pause, he continued, “But don’t involve other people, it’s useless, really.”

The implication is that he can only use the trick of threatening people?Boss Jia's face switched back and forth from red to white, and he was so angry that he couldn't refute it, so he could only say harshly: "Don't regret it to me when you leave this door."

"It's pretty good, and I was just wondering how I would regret it." He smiled indifferently, turned his head to Wanli who was lowering his head in thought, and said, "When is your flight, there is still time. ?"

After a while, Wan Li seemed to have recovered from his contemplation, blinked his eyes and asked instead, "What time do you start work?"

"It's coming soon." He looked up at his watch, "It's estimated that there are about four or ten minutes left. I'll take you to the airport in time."

She pushed him out, regardless of the expressions of the people behind him.When he got to the side of the car, he stopped. Wan Li smiled, and stretched out his hand to adjust the scarf for him: "I called my friend to pick me up, you go back to filming first."

"Don't," he frowned, "it's all here."

Mischievous snowflakes fluttered to the tip of Su Zhihe's nose. He only felt that the tip of his nose was cool, and then it was covered with warmth. It was Wan Li's hand.

The temperature of the nails melted the snowflakes, and finally it turned into water and slowly flowed down. He stuck out his tongue and licked it, it was cool.

"Okay, stop making trouble," Wan Li heaved a sigh of relief, smiling softly, "Hurry up and go filming."

Seeing that the cold wind was getting stronger and stronger, Wanli was shivering a little, he sighed, and covered the other's cheeks with his hands, warming her up with the little warmth left in his flushed palms, and finally Only then asked helplessly: "Let's not talk about this issue for now, let me ask you, what is Mr. Jia looking for you for?"

The cold cheeks felt bitingly warm because of the opponent's hand, and the already numb skin quickly warmed up. She carefully suppressed the strangeness in her eyes, and then she pretended to be indifferent and replied: "It's okay, just Let's talk about you." After a pause, Wan Li complained again, "I told you not to come, I can solve it myself. Look at you, you made the relationship so stiff when you came here, it won't affect you in the future, right? "

He smiled, deliberately raised his eyebrows and said, "Yo, now you realize that you're worried about me?"

Wan Li patted his hand away angrily, and finally couldn't help reaching out to brush the snow off his shoulders, and then said with a smile: "It seems that you shouldn't worry about you?" Then he opened the car door and opened it. The man pushed it up, "Okay, let's go to filming."

He looked at Wan Li's actions with some dumbfounding, and in the end he could only obey her, shook his head and said, "I have no conscience, no conscience, I came to save you so quickly, and you just chased me away like this? Don't you have any sense of gratitude?"

"Come on, who wants you to save me?" Wan Li couldn't laugh or cry, rolled his eyes, and finally made a bold decision.

She stood on tiptoe, raised her hand to slightly embrace Su Zhihe, and then leaned forward to kiss the corner of his lips quickly.

Su Zhihe stared at Wanli with wide-eyed eyes, feeling at a loss as if in a daze.

There was the sound of the north wind whistling past his ears, and his heartbeat was frighteningly loud. In such a cold time, his palms still broke out in a little cold sweat, and there was still a little warmth on his lips. He stroked unconsciously. She passed the corner of her lips, and when she looked up again, it was Wan Li's face that was flushed red from the cold or shyness. Seeing him looking at her, she carefully turned her face away, and quickly said: "The head office will do it now." , full of gratitude."

He laughed so hard in his heart, but he still said calmly on his face: "I haven't even met, Wanli, are you embarrassed?"

"Impossible! I obviously felt you..." She turned her head while talking, and saw someone's face with a frightened smile, and immediately realized that she had been tricked, and she was so annoyed at the moment He picked up the suitcase and walked forward, but was gently stopped by the person behind him.

"Wanli."

She subconsciously turned around, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

"be careful."

Wan Li nodded, hesitated for a while before pursing his lips and said, "You... take care of yourself."

"What should I do?" He shook his head with a smile, and his tone was rather helpless, "I've already started to miss you before we separated."

Just talk about missing, but still have to separate.

When Su Zhihe finally drove away from the company building, he could still see the small figure standing there waving at him in the rearview mirror, watching him leave with a smile.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and finally he turned the steering wheel and drove the car out of her sight. Soon, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

After confirming that Su Zhihe had left, Wan Li sighed slightly, carried the suitcase into Huanrui's interior again, ignored the surprised gaze from the front desk, and walked straight to the door of the meeting room, pushed the door open, and sure enough Mr. Jia was still sitting inside smoking a cigarette, lowering his head and wondering what he was thinking. Seeing some movement, he looked up, but saw that the person was Wan Li, and immediately showed a sneer: "Why, it's not that someone is covering you Did you go out this door? Why are you back again?"

Wan Li frowned in disgust, and just stood at the door and asked indifferently: "Does the deal you made with me still count?"

"Why, have you figured it out?" Hearing these words, Mr. Jia became interested. He stubbed out the cigarette butt, straightened up, stood in front of Wanli, and asked condescendingly, "Are you serious?"

"Of course." She pursed her lips and gritted her teeth after a while, "If you really don't believe it, you can start recording right away."

The face has been torn, and Mr. Jia didn't have the patience to pretend to be a good person. Instead, he took out his mobile phone unhurriedly, called up the recording page, and finally asked mockingly: "Tell me, if Su Zhihe knew Would he be crazy if you did something like this here?"

Hearing these words, Wan Li felt a pain in his heart. Indeed, he just rushed over one second before and tried his best to pull her out, but the next second she jumped down without hesitation. She couldn't help it. He showed a wry smile, if he knew about this... he would probably be furious...

Thinking of this, Wan Li couldn't help clenching his hands into fists, put the phone on the table with a slap, and almost squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Don't worry about this, you can threaten me now. Would you care about Su Zhihe's feelings?"

Boss Jia shrugged indifferently: "Okok, then I don't care about it," and asked with raised eyebrows, "Then shall I start?"

So a well-arranged drama was completely recorded in Mr. Jia's mobile phone.

—— "Haha, who would fall in love with Su Zhihe, isn't it all hype. People in your circle don't understand this at all."

——"Yes, we don't have any feelings, I just took advantage of him to take over the position."

——"He is popular now, don't hype him and hype who."

——"Calling? Hey, which celebrity these days doesn't get more popular the more you scold, the more you scold, the more passers-by will sympathize with you."

……

Mr. Jia listened to the recording on the phone contentedly, and did not press the pause button until the playback was over: "Then I will accept this great gift."

She looked at the man in front of her with a smug smile, her face turned red and white, and she suppressed her anger with all her strength, gritted her teeth and said, "Now your goal has been achieved, give me the SD card."

"Okok." Mr. Jia shrugged indifferently, "I will definitely do what I promised you," he smiled again, and said casually while playing with his mobile phone, "Wanli, don't blame me for being cruel. You’re so careless. Someone took this kind of photo. If I hadn’t spent money to find someone to buy it, I wouldn’t know what happened, right? So I asked you to record this audio today, not for Yi Feng, okay? .That's what you want to see, right?"

Wan Li sneered, his eyes flushed slightly: "Yes, Mr. Jia's kindness, I believe he can definitely feel it."

When the matter developed to this point, Wan Li couldn't help being a little angry at his own helplessness, and even more had to admire the other party's ruthlessness.

She looked at Mr. Jia's face full of smirks, and when she was in a trance, she went back to the scene after Mr. Jia invited her into the meeting room a few hours ago——

"Wanli, this SD card was sent to the company today, you can check it yourself."

The photos projected on the big screen in the meeting room are the details of the relationship between her and Su Zhihe. Whether it is bending over to get into his car at the airport, or the scene of two people looking at each other and smiling, there is nothing wrong with it. After being recorded by someone with a heart, she couldn't help but tighten her heart, looked at the other person in a daze and asked, "So what do you want to do?"

"I would like to ask you to record a speech." After a pause, he said with a smile, "It's okay if you don't want to, then maybe these photos will be circulated that day, and I don't guarantee it."

Wan Li's personality is very indifferent, and the circle he lives in is relatively simple compared to the entire entertainment industry. Almost everyone around him dotes on him, and he has never seen such a calm and cruel insider.

She thought a little sadly, but it was because the other party was her weakness that she could bully her so arrogantly, didn't she? Although she really liked Su Zhihe, no matter what, this feeling of being pushed to the cliff by liking It's really uncomfortable.

Even if he knows that the other party may not really have such courage to break the boat, Mr. Jia has been in the circle for more than ten years. Although he doesn't have any great skills, he has the ability to pinch his weaknesses.

Just when Wanli was silent, Su Zhihe broke in abruptly and took her away aggressively. Before she left, she saw Mr. Jia's ferocious face, and finally realized that maybe the relationship between these two people was not what she thought. Seeing things getting more and more rigid, she made up her mind and came to make a deal with Mr. Jia and recorded those humiliating words.

As long as the matter between them is disclosed by the media and the direction of public opinion slightly affects Su Zhihe, she believes that Boss Jia will release this recording without hesitation, and she will be pushed to the forefront immediately.

What a perfect plan, all relationships can be wiped out because of this recording, and everyone can get out of here, except her.

Thinking of this, she withdrew from her memories, repeated his words lightly with a wry smile: "Yes, it's all for his own good."

For his own good, so you can wrong yourself to this point.

"I gave you the things," Mr. Jia said and handed the SD card to Wan Li, "I will definitely keep the love affair a secret, but if it is photographed again and Joe doesn't come down, Wan Li, you should know the price. .”

Her body trembled a little, took the small SD card, and tried her best to smile: "I know."

"Even so, don't you plan to break up with him?"

"No plan." Wan Li tried to straighten his back, and there was still a small tremor in his voice, "I have fulfilled my promise, and I hope Mr. Jia can abide by our agreement, and... don't tell him about this matter. .”

"Of course, I won't do anything unnecessary," Mr. Jia spread his hands indifferently, "Wanli, you believe me, I still hope that you can go to the end happily, but you have also seen that now is really not a good time. Timing, I can't afford to bet that some accident will ruin him in the end." He shook his head as he spoke, "You should help me persuade him more often, that temper, tsk tsk."

Hmm... You can't destroy him, so you have to destroy her?

Her hand caressed her chest unconsciously. She didn't know why, but she always felt a small pain slowly spreading to her limbs, and finally made her almost crushed.

"If..." She hesitated for a while, carefully choosing her words and asked, "I didn't agree to record that passage just now, will you really announce it directly?"

"Who knows." Mr. Jia smiled, "But Wanli, a businessman, is always interested in profit. Now you have seen that all kinds of niches are rising. In his position, there are many people who are eyeing him. Instead of praising a disobedient , why not choose a more obedient one?"

This sentence was a bit nonsensical, but Wan Li understood it. She nodded, thanked her, and walked out the door with the box.

Her steps were heavy, as if there was a storm ahead, but she walked firmly without hesitation.

Mr. Jia stared at her back for a while, and when she was almost out of sight, he couldn't help asking: "Wan Li, do you regret it?"

Regret knowing him, regret pushing myself to such a desperate situation...

He didn't ask for the latter words directly, but he believed that Wan Li should understand what he really wanted to ask.

After hearing the question, Wan Li's body froze all of a sudden, she stopped, and then continued to walk forward resolutely.

The beige coat was blown up by the north wind, and there was a sound of high heels stepping on the floor, with the unique coldness of winter snow. Mr. Jia just looked at it, but couldn't help shivering. Because he clearly heard the thin and small girl in front say hoarsely but firmly:

--"I do not regret."

To the end of the road, to death.

》》》chapter20

What kind of person is Wanli? In fact, there are many voices from various parties, and there are even complaints on the Internet that she is a patient of the Wannian princess disease, but only those who know her well enough know that this person is actually afraid of trouble and stubborn. A silly girl who has no muscles.

So when Wan Li's cousin knew that there was still this play, he was so angry that he almost exploded.

He nodded Wan Li's head, and cursed with a bit of hatred for iron and steel: "I said Wan Li, are you stupid? You, you agreed to have no contact with anyone? Are you cheating on me? Think I'm stupid you ah?"

A series of words came down like a cannonball, which made Wan Li a little overwhelmed. With a bitter face, she begged for mercy with a guilty conscience: "Okay...don't be angry."

"Do you think you are stupid?" Looking at her appearance, after all, his heart softened a little. The cousin sighed and asked with some distress, "You never thought that if this recording gets out, what should you do?" What should I do?"

Wan Li bit his lip and shook his head, there seemed to be a slight crying sound in his tone: "I didn't think about it that much at the time, I just thought..." She suddenly couldn't continue, how can she express herself completely like others In fact, at that time, she was full of thoughts as long as Su Zhihe would be fine, even if she was pushed off the cliff by the people around him, she couldn't care less.