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"You said... you said, I can't enter the room on the second floor... at the corner." Jian Le bit her lips hard, leaving a deep tooth mark on her slightly pale lips , beads of sweat slid down his forehead and slowly gathered on his chin, his eyes were widened with fear.

"What's the result?" The voice of the man above him still asked calmly.

Jian Le couldn't help but began to tremble. He lowered his head deeply, his arms propped on the ground, and his shoulder blades stood out in an astonishing arc. It seemed that only in this way could he support this body that was about to be overwhelmed by fear. "I...I...I..."

Not only did he ignore the man's warning and walk into the house without authorization, but he also took a lot of unimportant things from it, which were undoubtedly valuable.

The dense black characters on the A4 paper seem to have turned into a symbol that he doesn't understand, a symbol of urging death, like a chain in the hands of a ghost guard, viciously tied around his neck, making it difficult for him to even breathe. up.

Jian Le never thought that he would be found out about these little tricks so quickly, because not only he could not enter that room, even the man in front of him who scared him out of three souls almost never entered that room, at least so he I followed him for a long time, but never saw him go in.

"Is there any other explanation?"

A pointed leather shoe appeared in the blurred field of vision. Jian Le raised her head tremblingly, and looked up slowly. The man's not tall body carried a sense of oppression that could not be shaken off. Those eagle-like eyes It was full of gloom, but silver threads were mixed into her black hair early on, showing her experience and vicissitudes.

Jian Le raised his head, his pupils shrunk because of fear, but his eyes opened wide, his throat choked up and he shook his head in fear, he couldn't say a convenient word.

"What a pity." A trace of regret flashed in the man's eyes, and he stretched out his hand.

Jian Le could only look at the hand stretched out in horror, the man's tone suddenly became gentle, his knuckles slowly scratched from his chin to his forehead, and then fell along the bridge of his nose to his trembling lips, "Fake ones will never be successful Really, I knew it, but I still lied to myself for so long."

"Those things are not worth any money, but I think it's enough for your funeral, what do you think?" The man withdrew his hand and raised two hands to direct.

"Shen... President Shen, I know I was wrong, please... please forgive me this time... really... really..." Jian Le seemed to have lost all her strength , when Shen Yueze raised his hand, his whole body was already limp on the ground.

Shen Yueze looked down at Jian Le, "Although he has a similar face, he doesn't look like him at all. I'm really disappointed."

"I don't think Ah Liang would want to see such an unappetizing thing as you." Shen Yueze raised his legs and passed Jian Le who was on the ground, and said lightly to the two people who had been blocking the door: Take him out of this villa quietly, I don't want to see his face again."

"Yes, President."

Shen Yueze ignored Jian Le who was dragged out with his mouth covered. He walked slowly towards the second floor, taking every step very solemnly, and slowly smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes as he walked.

Stopping in front of the room on the corner of the second floor, Shen Yueze sorted out his expression for the last time. If you give him a bouquet of flowers in your hand, then he must be very similar. He is about to pick up his bride, and then walk into the auditorium together groom.

"I'm back, Ah Liang." He said softly, and opened the door of this empty room. The room was very clean, and it was not like Jian Le thought, no one had ever entered.

On the wall in the middle of the room, there is still this half-length photo. The appearance of the man in the photo is not very outstanding, but the calm and indifferent temperament is undoubtedly revealed in the pair of detached eyes.

"You are still so quiet." Shen Yueze slowly closed the door behind him, he raised his head, his eyes refused to leave the person in the painting for a moment, his eyebrows raised sadly, "I lost some of you I like it very much, I blame myself, Ah Liang. But don’t worry, I will find it back.”

"In the future, I will never let anyone disturb you again, I promise." He raised a hand, solemnly as if saying an oath.

An empty room, but there will be no second person to respond to him.

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"Xiao Yao, did you see the news?" Li Xiang pushed his glasses, looking at Su Yiyao who was looking up and letting the make-up artist wave a powder puff on his face.

Su Yiyao raised his eyes in doubt, his bright red lips moved and asked, "What did you see?"

"Hua Yao announced the cast list of "Nine Swords Lin Yuan". Li Xiang curled his lips, his tone full of dissatisfaction and helplessness, "The one who will play the role of Yin Wuji is actually that Jian Le."

"Well, it's him?" Su Yiyao lowered his head and asked the stylist to take off the clips used to fix his bangs, the loose bangs fell back to their original places, and the eyes of the 'beauty' in the mirror were big, black and bright, "But what is this? What's the matter, anyway, we have already rejected it, haven't we?"

"Although I say this, it just makes people feel a little uncomfortable for no reason." Li Xiang watched Su Yiyao put on pointed shoes with bow ties, stood up from his seat, straightened the hem of the red dress, and looked at Su Yiyao. There was a flash of surprise.

Su Yiyao's women's attire this time is much more mature and seductive than last time. He handed out his phone, and took a last look at the mirror, "Uncle, take a full-body photo for me first."

"Send it to Shen Youjun again?" Li Xiang took the phone and took a photo without looking for an angle. He was so familiar with this procedure that it almost made him feel angry.

Su Yiyao had lost even the initial embarrassment. He reached out to Li Xiang to beg for the phone, "Uncle, you also know that last time I and Qi Linhao..."

Of course Li Xiang knew that the last time Su Yiyao had an affair with Young Master Qi in women's clothing, it was not only a rumor on the Internet, even the entertainment tabloids did not spare space, giving Qi Linhao and his "mysterious girlfriend" a headline with a big headline .

As soon as this headline came out, the vinegar jar named Shen Youjun naturally turned over and over again, and the result was that a certain child's lips were seriously injured. This time he joined the filming group, in order to appease Shen Youjun, Su Yiyao never stopped taking daily photos.

He supported the dressing table, pressed twice with his fingers, and turned off the phone screen after the picture was successfully sent, "Uncle, stop caring about irrelevant people."

"That's true." As Su Yiyao said, Jian Le was not even considered familiar to them, she was an insignificant person.

Both Li Xiang and Su Yiyao put aside their attention to this matter, but they did not expect that this insignificant person would be exposed to bribe the screenwriter with a lot of money in less than five days after the cast list was announced, so that he would replace Su Yiyao as Yin Yin. Black material like Wuji even comes with evidence attached.

The book fans of "Nine Swords Against the Yuan" were in an uproar. Countless people expressed their righteous indignation that they would boycott Jian Le, refused to accept such Yin Wuji, and such "Nine Swords against the Yuan". He expressed sympathy and comfort to fans.

Jiuyue Chao, the author of "Nine Swords in the Abyss", also expressed that he had protested to the director, expressing that he did not want such a person to ruin his work, and Jian Le seemed to have evaporated from the world. Amidst the scolding, there was no Come out and say a word of defense.

Jian Le's agent stepped forward and said that Jian Le will quit filming "September Tide" and hastily drew a pause for this matter.

"What do you mean you don't know where he's gone?" Chi Dongchen glanced sideways at Jian Le's manager from the corner of his eye. This matter did not develop as they expected, and the lesson for the little pet was obviously not enough. .

Manager Jian Le lowered his head, he gritted his teeth, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "I'm all ready, I almost took him out, but when I went to the villa to look for him that day, He was gone and the nanny who was cleaning there told me he didn't take a single thing with him and had been away for several days."

Originally, according to the plan, Jian Le's manager wanted to take Jian Le out, and let the arranged person teach Jian Le a lesson.

Then blame Su Yiyao's fans for this accident, and his mission is completed. You must know that in order to protect their idols, some fans will always do some extreme actions to those who hurt their idols, such as scratching a person's face. Category.

Unexpectedly, after Shui Jun had sent out the black material that Jian Le bribed the screenwriter, amidst the scolding of Jian Le, when the plan was about to be implemented, he couldn't find Jian Le's person, which made him happy and happy worry.

The happy thing is that he doesn't have to be charged with intentional injury, but the sad thing is that he is afraid that Chi Dongchen and Lin Qianqian will not be able to explain it.

"However... the nanny said that Mr. Shen told him to dispose of all of Jian Le's things, so, could it be..." Jian Le's manager wanted to say What, but the rest of the words were intercepted by Chi Dongchen's raised hand.

"Come with me to the CEO's office." Chi Dongchen's expression froze, and he signaled Jian Le's manager to follow him to Lin Qianqian.

In Lin Qianqian's office, although the shrewd and capable woman in the past was still sitting in the boss's chair, she couldn't help but tense up. She watched the man gently pick up the photo frame on the desk.

Shen Yueze's gloomy eyes slowly traced every inch of the photo, his brows were full of regret, but his words were very soft.

"Qianqian, do you remember how many times I told you not to touch my things?"

At this time, the phone on the desk suddenly rang. Lin Qianqian glanced at it, and pressed the speaker button under Shen Yueze's gaze.

"President, I have something to tell you in person." Chi Dongchen's voice sounded.

"Do you want to tell her that I'm back?" Shen Yueze said slowly, "Your little game should be over, Dongchen."