The Big-name Crazy Wife

After putting her down, Shen Yu turned around and plunged into the bustling crowd, and it took him a long time to find Yu Sheng's shoe that had been stepped on and kicked aside.

There are already huge footprints on it, and the two beautiful embellished pearls are gone.

"I'll have someone come and give you a pair right away."

Shen Yu frowned, as if recalling who rushed up first just now.

"Forget it, look at your watch. It's Nana's rest time. She's in a hot relationship now. I advise you not to ask for boredom."

I didn't see Nana when I went out, I'm afraid I went to find her band's lead singer a long time ago.

"Then you can wear it first, and we can change it later when we go back."

Shen Yu put the shoes on for her, and found that there were already people surrounding her. When Shen Yu raised her head, she was shocked in place.

This face was almost carved out of the same mold as An Nanchen's, but there was a little more arrogance between the brows.

"Mr. Mei Lai!"

Seeing the idol, Yu Shengwu stood up, his excited eyes looked like a little fan girl.

If he hadn't seen An Nanchen being pushed to the cremation ground with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the person in front of him was that Mei Lai. 
"Miss, have we met somewhere?"

As soon as Mei Lai entered the door, she saw the girl sitting on the sofa, and suddenly felt a familiar feeling in her heart.

Moreover, he couldn't control his actions, why would he have such a strong desire to protect a strange girl?
"Mr. Mei Lai, we did meet each other, but you were too busy at that time."

Shen Yu thought of Yu Sheng lying on the bed in the past, as if he had died, and his heart skipped a beat. 
His face really makes people feel insecure, what should I do if Yu Sheng thinks of something that shouldn't be thought of.

It was hard, it was hard for her to recover, and she couldn't let that thing happen again.

"Hello, Mr. Mei Lai is worse than being famous. My wife has admired you for a long time."

Shen Yu deliberately bit down on the word Madam, the flash of disappointment in Mei Lai's eyes did not escape his eyes, this guy really had an idea.

Out of politeness, Mei Lai still extended her hand. The two men seemed to have no problem on the surface, but they had already started to compete in private.

The silly Yu Sheng didn't see the weirdness in it, and happily took out his notebook from the huge backpack, which was full of questions about related works.

Mei Lai happily took the things she handed over, and she froze in place, all of which were questions about his works and some of her own understanding.

After thinking about it, he caught a glimpse of Shen Yu's threatening eyes, and he took the things over as a prank.

After roughly flipping through a few pages, he said with a smile, "There are too many people here. I can go to a separate lounge to explain to you about this lady's problem..."

A separate lounge, Shen Yu has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, he has already seen clearly the unspoken rules of this industry.

What is the difference between this suggestive invitation and reporting the hotel number.

Shen Yu clenched his fists unconsciously, but Yu Sheng on the side hadn't reacted yet, and nodded excitedly.

"Okay, Mr. Meilai, I am engaged in this industry myself, and recently encountered a bottleneck period. I hope I can get some guidance from you."

She didn't expect to have such an opportunity at all, and she thought she was very lucky to see him from a distance.

If I can get the guidance of Mei Lai, it will be the biggest harvest of this trip to the United States.

"This girl is really lucky to be able to be personally guided by Teacher Mei Lai."

Nominated for the Nobel Prize for Literature three times, he has achieved such a great achievement in the field of literature at his age, so many celebrities have followed suit.

The heels of Yu Sheng's shoes are a little spread out, and he has to use the toes to draw forward when walking.

"Cough cough cough..."

The elder nephew's face was livid, and Shen Shuiyao vaguely smelled something wrong in the air.

Mei Lai always looks at people with her nostrils, why is she suddenly so enthusiastic today.

"What are you coughing for? If something happens to Yu Sheng, I'm not playing with you."

After all, Third Young Master Shen followed. Mei Lai was a distinguished guest invited by the governor's wife, and was escorted by bodyguards throughout the process. The two big men at the door saw Shen Yu coming over angrily.
With both hands on the trousers, the shape of the bulge looks like a pistol.
"Stop, this is Mr. Meilai's private place."

Two thick arms stretched out to block Shen Yu's face, the dark flesh on his face trembling.

With guns in their hands, they forced their way in. Shen Yu, who was unarmed, would never get any benefits.

Shen Shuiyao was afraid that her nephew would do something out of the ordinary, so she hurriedly followed, seeing him retreat, she felt relieved.

"Okay, don't get excited, maybe they really just go in to talk about literature, you don't know who your daughter-in-law is."

Yu Sheng's character, Shen Yu, was very reassuring. If she hadn't gotten sick before, Shen Yu wouldn't have had so many worries.

A few big killer moves in her close combat can make Mi Lai feel better, but she is still sick now.

Mei Lai is a person who loves an exquisite life, so the person who cannot be invited by the president's wife will become the guest of the governor's wife.

Because Mi Lai is not only a great literary award, but also the child of the governor's wife and her ex-husband.

This room has been carefully arranged, there is no trace of dust in the window sills of the coffee table, and the gaps in the corners.

Asian bamboo pen holders, beautiful jade ornaments, grotesque root carvings, and not many works of art arranged in the room.

The placement of each piece is so appropriate, it seems to be born to set off this background.

Yu Sheng was sitting upright, and the idol she had always admired, Mei Lai, was sitting opposite her.

A black suit with a pink bow made him look a little relaxed.

The sitting posture is much more casual than that of Shen Yu who has been in the army.

"Bring me something, have you prepared a pen?"

Every time he went out, he would be surrounded by a bunch of people, and he had no choice but to never bring a pen.
Yu's father wrote a good brush calligraphy, and as the only daughter, Yu Sheng can be regarded as her true biography, the handwriting is beautiful but still majestic.

"Your name is Luo Sheng? You seem to be a well-known little writer."

When Mei Lai said this, Yu Sheng was a little surprised, and didn't understand that what he said meant that the compliment was a mockery.

He could only sneer, lowered his head and didn't pick up the words.

While watching, Mei Lai gave her approval, and finally handed it back to Yu Sheng.

"The handwriting is not bad, but the writing style is a little immature, and the social experience is too little."

Yu Sheng was taken aback, too little social experience?

She always felt that if she wanted to write a good article, she should shut herself at home. In an absolutely quiet environment, the thoughts in her mind would be the clearest.

Seeing through the doubt in her eyes, Mi Rae smiled in relief.

"If you don't go out for a walk, you don't know what the world looks like. No matter how wonderful the things you write, they will always be just the world you imagined."

Fantasy world?Most of the novels rely on exaggerated brains, and rarely reflect reality.

Yu Sheng has always wanted to write such a book, a book that can resonate.

After asking for a few words, Yu Sheng felt that his eyes were suddenly clear, and his whole life suddenly became clear.

"Mr. Mei Lai, thank you very much. Then I will take some time to see the outside world. I hope I can write more substantial works."

The two have been talking together for 15 minutes, which is too long, and it is inevitable that someone will gossip behind their backs.

In the past, she didn't care about this matter at all, and now she doesn't know what's going on, it seems, she seems to be particularly worried about Shen Yu's misunderstanding.

Mei Laixin's long body was leaning on the sofa, tapping her fingers rhythmically on the coffee table, she bowed her head slightly, she didn't look charming like a man.

"Go out, I have a headache from that man walking around the door, I'm afraid you will suffer in my hands."

Mei Lai's words were half serious and half teasing, Yu Sheng turned around to see, wasn't Shen Yu standing at the door with staring eyes?

Feeling hot on his face, he grabbed his handbag embarrassingly and ran out.