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Where Su An's name can be heard from other people's mouths at every turn, Su Changle feels extremely unsafe.

The habits developed over the years cannot be changed overnight, and Song Nuan failed to change her lover's stubborn attitude on this matter after all.Tremblingly raised his hands and scolded the other party for his nervousness for a long time, in the end he could only grit his back molars and accept the result that he would be sent abroad immediately with a paper ticket after he was discharged from the hospital.

It's okay, a boyfriend is not used to relying on himself, it's better than calling himself a real parent every day.

Song Nuan sat on the plane with her eyes closed and comforted herself sadly, thinking that it would be a big deal to wait until the current limelight passed before talking to others.

At that time, his body was no longer as fragile as when he was just injured, as if someone could shatter it on the spot with a poke of a finger.

The voices of fans looking forward to the business are getting louder and louder. During the re-examination period, it is definitely not possible to play life-and-run announcements like before, but at any rate, interview variety shows can already be on the top.

And still with the group.

After coming to a foreign country, everything is exactly as Su Changle promised at the beginning, and all kinds of affairs are properly handled.Even fearing that he would be too lonely, even the three teammates who were not much better were packaged and mailed over.

I don't know how Xiaomeng is always persuaded by success to let his younger brother follow suit...

But I have to say, this kind of life is really quite comfortable.

Although the fans couldn't feel the raging love of the girls across the country, but at the same time the voice of the black fans became quite weak.

After all, all the Chinese-speaking people around me are my own people. It can be said that as long as you don’t open Weibo and search deliberately, many of the unavoidable insults can hardly be heard at all.

More importantly, Song Nuan really hasn't felt the experience of walking on the street without a hat and a mask for a long time, and no one has surrounded her.

"The general manager's move is really wonderful."

Rao Zanyue, who has become more and more pestering recently, was unable to follow him because of visa issues. On the surface, Nie Sizze cried and said, baby, I can't bear to part with you, and I don't know how many fireworks were set off for the rare free time.

If it wasn't for the fact that his relatives were still in the country, he wouldn't even want to go back.

"I'm not really disabled yet, you can't help me just like Lafayette."

Song Nuan said so, but he didn't let go of his hand holding the sleeve of this man's clothes at all: "What's more, it's only a few dozen steps away, what can happen?"

"That's not good, that's not good. I can't believe that Bu Shengdi is on vacation because of a work-related injury, and let the new assistant look at you."

Nie Size laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, his two small canine teeth were shining brightly under the sunlight: "The ones who can reasonably stop Rao Zunyue at the customs are good people, the general manager has done me such a big favor unintentionally." , of course I have to take good care of his little baby."

"Shut up, what the hell are you talking about?"

Song Nuan's cursing voice was as soft as a milk cat acting coquettishly, unlike when she was bickering with others in the past, she was full of anger.

Already in the dressing room for today's interview, he leaned back comfortably and let others pat and wipe his face. While listening to the youngest in the team excitedly sharing today's anecdotes, he raised the corners of his mouth and was distracted to remember Something from two or three years ago.

At that time, he probably never would have guessed that one day he would be able to get along with Nie Size normally; he never even imagined that their BWP team relationship could become so harmonious.

Although it is impossible to ask for money if you are completely focused on profit, it is very gratifying that the weather is calm and the waves do not stab each other.

"...Hey, what are you going to do with the matter of Mrs. Zhan?"

The English-speaking yellow-haired make-up artist was obviously not interested in the content of their conversation. Song Nuan put 120 hearts on it, and didn't even bother to control the volume when she turned her head to ask questions.

"Hiding is not a long-term solution, and this matter must be faced seriously."

"The two of us discussed it online a few days ago."

Nie Sizhe paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about whether to tell the truth, and it took him a long time before he made up his mind to tell the truth: "If we really break up in the future, I will draw 300 million from the card and give her."

"300."

Song Nuan didn't expect it to be this amount, and immediately raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Are you not worried at all?"

Not being willing to disclose their relationship is a common problem among all artists, and he didn't really expect Nie Size to listen to him.

But Rao Zanyue and the two have been together for so long, they should be very clear about the maximum amount that this person can take out with additional loans.

Whoever wants a hush money is not the more the better, this girl is a bit outrageously kind.

"She said that she didn't want to use money to measure the relationship between us. On this point, I was uneasy and reached an agreement after talking about it."

Nie Size took advantage of the time when the make-up artist turned around to look for something, reached out and scratched the little curly hair on the top of his head, and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, Rao Zanyue is really nice to me... If it weren't for the fact that it was too dangerous, I would definitely not be willing to follow him." She's playing tricks."

"... I advise you not to be too optimistic."

Song Nuan closed her eyes and poured cold water on others: "It's not scary for the lion to open his mouth. The terrible thing is that you don't know what she wants to do. It's nothing to pay attention to and see if there is anything wrong. Don't really take the 300 million as a life-saving talisman."

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The recording location of today's interview is no stranger to BWP.

In other words, for the three people traveling together except for Song Nuan, they were considered familiar with each other.

At that time, he had just taken over "Limited Relationship" and joined the team not long ago. In order not to let this rare foreign resource fall into the hands of the opponent, Deng Qixia led it even though he knew there was a shortage of people.

And it was this variety show that gave Wan Yu'an the opportunity to get entangled with one of the hosts, and even used it to have a talisman that Su Changle couldn't easily play with.

Times have changed, BWP came to the room and sat down still four people.

It's just a completely different combination from last time.

"Everyone, please stay."

Probably due to Su Changle's greeting in advance, the smoothness of this interview was beyond expectation.No one kept talking about sensitive topics throughout the whole process, and even the public opinion points that they popped up because they were too relaxed in the middle were lightly covered up.

All members of BWP, who have never been taken care of in such a gentle manner since their debut, expressed that they were so flattered that when they heard the blond young host shout out, they stopped without any hesitation.

A few years ago, this girl couldn't help but wink at Wan Yu'an on the show. Tong Yan's expression was very precise when she turned around, and her eyes were full of words: 'Hey, ex-teammate My mistress, what do you want to say. '

After he was warned by the doctor not to exercise strenuously, he seemed to have no reaction on the surface, and he agreed with his head lowered and his voice obedient.

At first, Song Nuan thought that this person had really given up, and sighed with emotion for a while.

If it wasn't for the sudden whim that night to go to the other party's room, he really wouldn't have known that he, the captain, would be more ruthless than anyone else in his secret rehab without saying a word.

"I just introduced myself in it, just call me Bunier."

"You are my husband's friends, of course you are also my friends, meeting...meeting is fate."

The young Caucasian man with a high voice said this in fairly fluent Chinese, with dimples on both sides of his cheeks looming: "The wine and food have been prepared in advance, I wonder if you can give me a chance to treat me."

This stumbling word is quite cute to Song Nuan's ears.

Naturally, Tong Yan was in charge of the negotiation outside the team. He waited for the result with his hands behind his back. It took him a long time to realize who the other party was talking about.

Wan Yu'an usually looks like a serious person, but he really didn't expect that the name of his lover behind his back is quite sentimental.

"I'm fine, you can ask them."

After all, the main purpose of going abroad this time is to recuperate from injuries. Even if I have a job occasionally, I am very leisurely.

People who are used to running and running are not used to being quiet and alone, and they are idle when they are idle.

"I still have a test that I haven't done, and I have to discuss it with the doctor."

Song Nuan was not interested in this kind of scene that was exactly the same as Han Zijing inviting dinner, so she stretched her neck and called out to Yu Yanyan: "You guys are having fun, I'll go back first."

"Then I'll send you off."

Bunier's facial features are the most common kind of deep and clear, but the smile on his face is very kind, and there is no sign of coldness at all.

After greeting the two assistants casually, he turned his body to the other three BWPs who had already decided to join the dinner party, bending slightly in a gentlemanly manner to lead the way.

"Sihuan's general manager has a good personal relationship with me, and just now he said that he would make a video call to meet the artists of his company."

The voice of these words is not too loud, not too deliberate, and not so that people who have already walked a few steps can't hear them.

"...I don't know if this person is talking nonsense. How could the general manager not contact you first if he wants to contact you?"

Yu Yanyan muttered distrustfully, and looked up at Song Nuan, who was biting her lip and lost in thought.

Su Changle is not a typical workaholic. In the past, even if the two of them couldn't get away from each other because of their own affairs, they would always connect at night to temporarily relieve the pain of lovesickness.

But maybe it's really too difficult to deal with the darkness before dawn, or Su An is really hard to deal with.

In short, it has been a long time since I stepped out of the mainland, and I haven't had a good chat with anyone.

The news sent by WeChat fell into the sea, and it often took nearly a day to receive a few replies, and the international calls made in the past were never answered.

Song Nuan deliberately didn't let herself think about these things before, but today Bunier has already taken out the bargaining chip, even if she knows that these words are just for herself, it may not be true or not;

He still wanted to take a look at the past.

After all, what if Su Changle has some new arrangements and wants to convey them through this foreigner.

"I suddenly remembered that the film was scheduled to be shot tomorrow."

He turned around on his feet and returned the same way, making excuses for himself with a little guilt: "If you don't know the place here, you can't order good takeaway, thank you for your hospitality."

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