Substitute for the little ancestor

There was sincerity in Yin Xun's eyes, and Jiang Hansheng stared at her for a few seconds.

He withdrew his eyes, and stared at her for a long time, as if his mind would be eaten by her.

Jiang Hansheng asked her: "So you want to go out to film?"

"Of course, this is my lifelong dream, to stand on a bigger stage."

The word dream has not appeared in Jiang Hansheng's life for a long time.

Yin Xun was sent to the crew two days later.

I heard that Jiang Hansheng is the lead sponsor of this drama.

Under Jiang Hansheng's instructions, the director took special care of Yin Xun.

It got to the point where I was afraid of choking and sitting for fear of pain in my butt after eating.

The male number two who played with Yin Xun came from the music industry.

Playing an important supporting role, with Yin Xun as the protagonist, private rehearsals with Yin Xun are indispensable.

After going back and forth, the two became acquainted, and the scene was filmed for half a month.

This male number two has a lively personality, and he has long noticed that Yin Xun has an unusual relationship with the director.

In her spare time, Yin Xun took the script and studied the plot, and the male number two Chen Yuekai sat over.

From a long distance, he greeted Yin Xun: "Hey, Xiao Mohan!"

'Mohan' is the name in Yin Xun drama.

Luo Yinxun raised his head, with two smiles in his blank eyes: "Hello, Xiao Zhao."

Reciprocity, Yin Xun's name is naturally the name in Chen Yuekai's play.

Chen Yuekai smiled: "Sister Yinyin, which scene are you watching?"

He knelt down beside Yin Xun.

"Here."

Yin Xun pushed the notebook in front of Chen Yuekai.

"Tell me, when I read this line, is it better to be more sad and indignant, or is it all anger?"

Chen Yuekai thought for a while: "Be sad and angry, after all, being betrayed by the person you trust the most, it might be better to be mixed with sadness and anger."

Yin Xun nodded.

The air was quiet again, Yin Xun was fascinated by the script, and Chen Yuekai hadn't left yet.

"What are you doing, Xiao Chen, come here to practice your play."

The director called Chen Yuekai over.

"Yinyin is practicing, don't disturb her."

"Know it."

The little boy is full of vigor and blood, loves to gossip, and sneaks to Yin Xun when the director is not paying attention.

"Sister Yinyin, are you and the director related?"

Luo Yinxun raised his head: "What?"

Judging from this reaction, if it's not a relationship, it's likely to be...

He looked like he understood: "Oh, it's nothing, nothing."

Chen Yuekai stood up and wanted to leave, but Luo Yinxun grabbed his clothes and said, "Come back!"

"What's wrong, Miss Yinyin?"

"Let me tell you, don't think about the relationship between me and the director. We are very innocent. In short, it is not what you think, let alone a relationship."

"Then why, well, I talk too much."

Because Chen Yuekai is two years younger than him, Luo Yinxun usually treats him as his little brother.

"You, it's just that you're too free. How can you make a good movie like this? If you're bored, let's play against each other."

Yin Xun's every move can be said to be seen clearly by Jiang Hansheng.

When work was over at night, Jiang Hansheng came back earlier than Yin Xun.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Jiang Hansheng's heroic face.

"Let me see, are you tired today?"

Yin Xun smiled and pushed him away: "Look at what you said, it's like I'm going to work hard."

"Isn't that just going to do hard work? And that kid surnamed Chen has acted a lot."

"?"

Jiang Hansheng let go of Yin Xun and gave her a handsome back view.

Yin Xun followed behind, he turned and went into the bathroom.

"I'm going to take a shower, Miss Luo, you can't come in."

Yin Xun suddenly laughed, feeling that this man was inexplicable.

After thinking about it, his reaction might have something to do with Chen Yuekai.

After Jiang Hansheng took a shower, he opened the door and saw Yin Xun standing at the door.

I saw Yin Xun raised her eyebrows, her charming eyes were full of smiles: "A Ling, you are jealous."

His mind was stabbed, of course Jiang Hansheng would not admit it.

He wiped his head with a towel and passed Yin Xun: "Why are you jealous, I don't understand."

Yin Xun's crisp laughter sounded behind him: "Jiang Hansheng, this is the first time I've seen you like this."

Jiang Hansheng's face turned red.

Yin Xun snatched the towel from his hand and wiped it for him.

Looking for a gap in the hair dryer, Jiang Hansheng covered his face, and after checking in the mirror to make sure there was no rosiness on his face, he heaved a sigh of relief.

"There are already many scenes between me and Xiao Chen, and sooner or later we have to rehearse."

"Xiao Chen?"

"Yeah, Xiao Chen."

The man snorted and said, "It's very kind."

"A Ling, if you can get jealous like this, then I really have nothing to do."

Men's hair is easy to blow dry, and for a minute or two neither of them spoke.

Yin Xun put down the fan, and when he came back, he was picked up by Jiang Hansheng.

"Yinyin, don't forget who has the final say in this show."

"Of course I haven't forgotten, the man with the most right to speak is not my Ah Ling."

It's strange, these days, Luo Yinxun's words always make her emotional.

His breathing then stagnated, and Yin Xun pressed against his chest, and he had heard the sound of his heart beating a long time ago.

When the love reached its climax, listening to Yin Xun calling his name, at that moment Jiang Hansheng was willing to believe that Luo Yin Xun had him in his heart.

But he had calculated everything, and he would never have thought that the woman he fell in love with really didn't have him in her heart.

From the beginning to the end, she had only one goal, which was to overthrow him with her own hands.

*
On New Year's Eve, Jiang Hansheng wanted to bring Yin Xun back to his family for dinner, but Yin Xun refused.

He thought Yin Xun was worried about something.

Jiang Hansheng didn't make things difficult for her if he couldn't tell.

Yin Xun went back to her hometown. After all, Chinese New Year cannot be forgotten at all.

It's just that this year is not very comfortable.

Li Chengyang also came, and when he entered the door, he saw that disgusting face, and Yin Xun still had a bad mood.

Li Chengyang didn't act too bullying. After all, he took Jiang Hansheng's 100 million yuan. The words of using people's methods are still very useful.

It's just that Li Chengyang was not satisfied, and pestered Luo Yinxun for money.

He said to Yin Xun: "Now you have got a lot of money, but I am very clear about your activities."

"What do you mean by that?" Luo Yinxun looked up at him.

Li Chengyang crossed his arms and his face became smug: "Luo Yinxun, I know why you are on the Jiang Hansheng list. If you say it nicely, it's called Pong, but if it's ugly, it's a sell."

"Li Chengyang, you'd better be careful with your words!"

Li Chengyang did not take it seriously: "I have no money to spend recently, give me 1 yuan, and I will help you guard this matter, otherwise, this year..."

Li Chengyang elongated his voice.

Yin Xun was furious and pointed: "Li Chengyang, you are simply a despicable villain."

"Cut, the payment code is here, transfer it or not is up to you."

Yin Xun gritted his teeth and transferred the money.

"Li Chengyang, you'd better take care of yourself, Jiang Hansheng is not someone you and I can afford."