Late at night, the nanny car slowly stopped in the community, and Li Ling took He Qingchi upstairs without entering the apartment.

"There is no room for maneuver before the official announcement of Director Guo's role change. The company will do its best to help you tear back the resources. Don't join the crew at home in the next two days, and don't think too much."

"Ah, I didn't think of anything." He Qingchi was stunned when he was told before, and then looked very calm, turned his head and smiled slightly at her.

This exquisite smiling face was so close that Li Ling thought of a sentence in her mind.

——The country’s beauty is so beautiful that it is comparable to peonies.

He Qingchi became popular online with a set of cheongsam beauty pictures, and some voices questioned that she was created through refinement. Later, someone took photos of her raw photos on the street and found that it was even more amazing. Any one of them was the scenery.

Even though her refusal to play the role of a big name made netizens complain, it is undeniable that in this world of face-looking viewing, He Qingchi's appearance in a cheongsam showed everyone a seductive visual feast.

Li Ling really wanted to make her famous, otherwise she would have missed her swaying and affectionate figure.

She and He Qingchi said earnestly and said goodbye to leave.

He Qingchi stood in front of the apartment door for a while, and then entered the door after he could not see Li Ling's figure.

She didn't turn on the light either. She bent down and threw away the thin silver high heels on her feet, and walked to the bathroom barefoot.

All the way to the floor, there were messy skirts and clothes.

After taking a shower, He Qingchi walked to the imperial concubine's couch by the window and lay down. His bathrobe was slightly loose, and his delicate white skin touched the cold air, which was a little cool.

She didn't care, and just stood up quietly for almost ten minutes, and suddenly sat up.

He Qingchi walked to the cloakroom, stood in front of the glass cabinet, took off his bathrobe and stepped on his feet, then took out his white shirt and put it on his body. She lowered her head slightly, and her black satin-like hair blocked the expression on her face, and her fingers rolled up her too long cuffs.

This shirt is very suitable for pajamas.

He Qingchi felt a little relieved when he looked at himself wearing a shirt in front of the full-body mirror.

She sat cross-legged, the floor was cold, and her fingertips were slowly shaving.

In fact, He Qingchi knew that he was not as indifferent as Li Ling, especially when he learned that the character was snatched away without saying hello, he even felt that he had never been so angry.

It’s like she first took a look at a beautiful cheongsam and improved it by herself, but she was tried on by someone else.

She never mentioned to Li Ling that she had visited investors before, and there was no need to mention it.

Because Li Ling's backing behind Shu Yinghou was the new investor of this movie, she swallowed everything she wanted to say in her throat word by word.

Director Guo’s movie was temporarily replaced by investors, or she and Wen Shuchen negotiated and changed it. Even if He Qingchi had no experience in the martial arts world, he could guess who was behind the push for all this...

Now let her know that Wen Shuchen has become an investor in the movie and has sent "his own woman" to the group as the leading female lead.

This made He Qingchi feel something, pierced into her eyes and heart.

I feel so uncomfortable that the corners of my eyes are sore, and I don’t feel good about breathing.

It's really a waste of work!

*

As early as the early morning, He Qingchi's stomach was also so hungry.

She took out a box of instant noodles in the kitchen, and she had no appetite and obviously made it easy.

The warm light reflected her snow-white figure in her shirt. When the noodles were soaked, she brought them to the coffee table in the living room. Before she could lower her head and eat a few bites, the ringtone of the cell phone that had been quiet all night next to her rang first.

He Qingchi raised his head and saw the words "scrap father" appear on the screen.

She stretched out her fingertips and opened the hands-free one.

"Daughter, what are you doing now?" A very angry male voice came from the phone.

He Qingchi lowered his head and continued to eat noodles, saying, "Sleep at home."

It's almost early morning, what else can she do?

The phone suddenly hung up, and within two seconds, the video invitation prompt on WeChat came.

He Qingchi convinced the old man at home!

I don’t know if he learned this trick of checking jobs from which woman he kept outside.

She didn't answer the first video invitation.

Soon, the bombing was again a second time.

After answering, he leaned his phone against the tableware box and pointed it at his face.

In the camera, before the other party could show a shocked expression, He Qingchi blocked his eyes with his fingertips and said helplessly: "Dad, can you turn off the beauty first so that we can speak well."

"Close it, close it-" Dad He quickly turned it off, for fear that her temper would come to an end.

He Qingchi said: "The special effect of opening your eyes and slimming your face and slimming your skin is also turned off."

"It's all closed--"

Once the beauty function is level, Dad He's rich face becomes fat. Judging from his bones, he was handsome when he was young. However, he gained weight in middle age, even the president, who is worth hundreds of millions, cannot escape the destruction of time.

His eyes were almost glaring out, and he could feel the roaring tremor through the screen: "I, my daughter... what are you wearing?"

"Pajamas." He Qingchi continued to eat noodles.

"Pajamas?" Dad He's fat face was so close to the video screen that it was almost pasted: "How come your father, I think it's a man's shirt? I'm a shovel, which brat dares to take advantage of my daughter?"

Although he dreams that his daughter will go home and get married, it does not mean that Dad He can accept that his daughter will be taken advantage of by his future son-in-law before marriage.

He Qingchi's ears were so bad that his ears hurt. He simply picked up his cell phone and pointed it around the living room and shook it around: "Dad, do you see if there is a man? Do you want me to go to the bedroom to open the curtains, under the bed and the wardrobe in the cloakroom to let you check it?"

"It is also possible to hide behind the door..." Dad He took the conversation.

He Qingchi "..." She is about to die.

Seeing this, Dad He quickly changed the topic: "Okay, good, pajamas, pajamas. Nowadays, girls don't have many men's shirts as pajamas. Dad is not feudal and cheerful... By the way, my daughter, why do you eat this kind of junk food? I feel so distressed. Dad asked the driver to come over to pick you up and go back to He's house overnight, okay? Let the nanny make a table of delicious food for you."

He Qingchi took the chopsticks and grabbed a silk thread to his lips, and suddenly stopped.

"As long as you go home obediently, it's okay to make a movie. Dad spends a lot of money on you. Which director do you want to use in the entertainment industry? Dad will ask him to tailor a movie for you. Can you ask those actors and actresses to play supporting roles for you? "

From the video, Dad He saw that his daughter's face seemed to be frozen.

I still maintained a noodles-eating posture on my hands, but I didn't move for a long time.

After He's father gave him a condition and coaxed him, He Qingchi suddenly felt his throat choked. Under his lower eyelashes, tears fell straight down like a broken line.

There was almost no crying, just tears fell down one after another.

When Dad He saw his daughter crying suddenly, he was so panicked that he couldn't comfort him in person when he arrived at the screen: "Why did you cry? Is anyone wronged you?"

He Qingchi cried for a few seconds and quickly controlled his emotions.

She covered her red eyes with a tissue, and when she spoke, her voice was hoarse because she cried: "No."

"Really not?"

Dad He asked stressfully and asked again: "Did the movie asked you to pay the penalty for liquidated damages some time ago?"

"No, the penalty for liquidated damages has been resolved." He Qingchi didn't want to mention it more, nor did he want to tell his father why he cried.

When her eyes stopped red, she looked up at her biological father who looked nervous on the screen, as if she had thought of something, and her expression was aggrieved again: "Dad, can I still be your daughter?"

"Why can't it be!"

"Then you still freeze my credit card." He Qingchi said, then raised his fair hands to cover his face, trembling faintly: "When I think of you freezing my money, it's like I want to cut off a father-daughter relationship with me, and I want to cry."

Dad He was confused by her grievance crying. After a long time of trouble, he was the culprit?

"Well, this..."

Dad He wanted to pretend to be serious, but he couldn't bear to see his daughter so sad.

So before he could finish his mind, he blurted out: "Dad now calls the secretary and cancels the freeze of your credit card."

He Qingchi immediately raised his head, his delicate face was clean without any tears.

“—Thank you dad!”

She smiled happily and said.

He stretched out his finger and ended the video call.

*

The apartment was quiet again and the bowl of noodles became cold.

After He Qingchi got up from the sofa, shed a few tears to vent his emotions that were blocking the night tonight, he felt much more comfortable.

She walked to the bedroom to sleep, sank her body deep in the soft quilt, and then put her face on the snow-white pillow, slowly, in the endless night...

I pulled out the unknown feeling that had been entangled in my heart for the past few days.

A few tears fell and just thought it was over.

He Qingchi has no habit of being a third person.

The arrogance that is inherently engraved in her bones does not allow her to fall into herself like this.

The matter between Wen Shuchen is regarded as a misunderstanding between men and women to relieve loneliness...

...
To be continued...