Li Zhen, who reported the letter during the halftime break, was so angry that he was almost speechless, but the old man's messages were like taking out garbage, one after another, constantly telling his grievances, every time A crying emoji must be added after the article.

Li Zhennai turned to the top impatiently, and read one by one, his complexion suddenly changed, as if... something is wrong?

Dad: Why do you think he fell in love with this kind of person?His eyesight is too bad! [cry]

Dad: It’s okay to have plastic surgery, her face is stiff. I’ve inquired about it. She had seven boyfriends before. [cry]

Dad: You said that if I spend money to make her leave, will she agree? [cry]

Dad: Son, are you busy?Hey, forget it, you are busy, I will go find Yuanzi. [cry]

Plastic surgery, seven exes, her.

After Li Zhen found out these three key words, he was in a bad mood.

He quickly replied a message from the old man, saying that he was busy, and then cut to Yin Cheng's chat box, trying to make up for it: I made a mistake just now, the old man didn't find Xiao Mu, he seems to have found the wrong person.

Yin Cheng didn't reply.

The mobile phone was on silent, and the slight tremors were ignored. Now it was lying quietly in Yin Cheng's coat pocket. The tall and straight man with his thin lips tightly pursed, strode into the elevator in the underground parking lot.

The elevator went all the way up and sent him to the floor where the recording studio was located.

The incandescent light above the head fell on the smooth mirror-like marble floor. In the spacious passage, there was gradually a sound of footsteps, with strong regularity. Every step was calm and powerful, as if stepping on the apex of a person's heart.

Mu Shaoqing supported his mandible with one hand, and held a pen in his slender right hand with five fingers. He was looking down at the script book on the table, a bilingual comparison version. While reading every word and sentence, he accidentally found that the translation of one sentence was not quite accurate.

He was about to comment on his translation at the side, when the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open, and the other two people in the room reacted one after another as they saw the people coming.

"Boss Yin." Bai Ge called out respectfully.

"Little Chengzi, why are you here?" After being overjoyed, Mr. Yin's expression darkened instantly, and he thought it must be because of that little fairy.

After hearing the movement, Mu Shaoqing looked up puzzled.

The cool-toned incandescent light fell on Yin Cheng's chiseled face, making his complexion even paler. The corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line, exuding an air of indifference and alienation. His eyes shone with a different luster.

Mu Shaoqing blinked, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, before he could speak, he saw Yin Cheng stepped forward, walked up to him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you all right?"

The low and charming voice tickled his ears a little.

The word color makes the mind faint, so the old man will not deceive me.

he thinks.

but--

What do you mean by "are you okay"?

Mu Shaoqing glanced at him suspiciously: "?"

On the side, Mr. Yin looked around, his eyes fell on Yin Cheng's hand that grabbed the young man's wrist at some point, and a trace of doubt slowly appeared in his eyes: "?"

作者有话要说:感谢在2020-08-0622:11:39~2020-08-0723:44:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: ╭(°A°`)╮1 Yusheng;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: I don’t know what a nickname is, 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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