Chapter 3568 When I Become a Scumbag Actor (Sixty-Four)

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This script was tailor-made for Song Yu, not to mention that Song Yu's identity is not something everyone can provoke. Even if someone in the crew can see that Song Yu is deliberately tossing about promises, they remain silent.

And Song Yu looked at Xu Nuo guiltily, as if she was the most innocent person.

But Xu Nuo saw the distorted gloom in Song Yu's eyes.

when it is time to leave,

Song Yu brushed past Xu Nuo, and whispered in her ear: "There is no one behind you, I have many ways to make you disappear immediately. If you are sensible, I will rot in my stomach what happened today. Otherwise, Don't blame me for being rude to you."

Xu Nuo looked pale.

"I believe that many people should be very interested in Xu Nuo's sister, you can think about it." Song Yu smiled softly, and passed by.

Before this, Xu Nuo never thought that he would experience such a thing, let alone that Song Yu would run counter to the impression in his heart.

Her younger sister has loved someone for several years, but she is such a despicable and shameless villain!

Xu Nuo felt very angry, every nerve ending in his body was trembling and clamoring, but he was terrified and powerless.

Song Yu's background was far from something she could provoke.

In this world, there are really people who can make you have nothing with just a word from others.

What should she do...

After Xu Nuo returned home, she realized that something was wrong with Xu Nuo. She was busy promoting Song Yu's latest new drama, a series of activities for a few hours, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Nuo raised her head in a daze and looked at Xu Yue's puzzled expression. She gritted her teeth and struggled repeatedly in her heart. Finally, she held Xu Yue's hand. The temperature of her fingertips was cold and she was shaking: "Yueyue, I..."

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Ranbai's recent life is very regular, almost three o'clock and one line, but when she left the crew after filming that day, she met Han Zhe.

The night was deep, and it was already early autumn in a blink of an eye. The temperature of midsummer had disappeared before it had time to feel it, leaving only the sweeping coolness, mottled and pale.

Han Zhe has been blocking Ranbai for the past few days, but he has never had a chance. Today he finally ran into it.

The night had blurred his expression, he was still leaning on the car, but he looked a lot more indifferent than before, lowered his eyes and smoked a cigarette, flickering, smoky, a bit hazy and sexy.

Ranbai walked past him, without squinting, with a calm expression.

"Song Bai."

A hoarse and depressed voice resounded, as faint as the evening wind of early autumn wrapped in smoke.

Han Zhe bit his cigarette with his thin lips,

He took a deep breath, his throat hurt from choking, he didn't know what kind of pain it was, then he extinguished the cigarette with one hand, and there was an inconspicuous burn on his fingertip. evening mist.

"Don't you think you should tell me something?"

"Is there anything we can talk about?" Ranbai turned around, and after thinking for a moment, asked him seriously.

From the beginning, she didn't think there was any relationship between her and Han Zhe, let alone want to have any relationship.

Han Zhe smiled angrily, "Okay, very good."

"Okay, if you don't tell me, I'll ask you." Han Zhe's complexion was very bad, his eyes were dark, gloomy and rolling, and it seemed a sharp coldness in the night: "Song Bai, what the hell are you and Wen Haoqing?" what relationship?!"

Han Zhe always believed that it was normal that Song Bai had some thoughts about Wen Haoqing from the beginning, but Wen Haoqing would never respond.

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But that night Wen Haoqing dragged people out, and that two unclear words made Han Zhe have to think more.

"What is the relationship between me and Wen Haoqing? Does it have anything to do with you?" Ranbai could hear Han Zhe's anger, but she didn't understand why Han Zhe was angry. There was no reason or meaning.

"It has nothing to do with me?" Han Zhe sneered, cold and ruthless, the night wind messed up the broken hair on his forehead, half covered his eyes in a mess, with a gloomy and cold expression, he approached step by step, uttering words with thin lips: " You didn't say that before."

"Who was crying and pestering me back then." His eyes were cold, "Throw it away when you're done using it? Who the hell gave you the courage."

To some extent,

Han Zhe and Wen Haoqing are two extremes.

A dissolute, sharp-edged man, full of joy and anger.

A gentle and courteous, deep and introverted, showing mountains but not showing water.

Han Zhe can express all his temper unscrupulously. Wen Haoqing is different. He seems to abide by the word "gentleness" at all times, and the self-cultivation engraved in his bones for more than 20 years is indelible.

"The previous transaction was mutual." Ranbai didn't like to bring up the past, no matter what choice she made, it was the past, she never looked at the past, "I please you, you give me resources."

"It was originally a matter of your own wishes, each for its own benefit." She said lightly: "You don't have to worry about it."

Han Zhe stared at her, his mandible was tense, and even the fingers hanging by his side turned white. Under the extreme depression, he gritted his teeth and asked aggressively: "What about Wen Haoqing?! What is Wen Haoqing!"

"I don't need to answer your question." Ranbai paused, "If you have nothing else to do, don't come to me in the future."

"Heh." Han Zhe sneered, the arcs of his eyes and eyebrows tinged with sarcasm, "With Wen Haoqing, can you get rid of me immediately?"

"We're already over." Ranbai emphasized: "I'm sorry if I caused any unnecessary misunderstanding to you."

Ranbai finished speaking calmly, turned and left.

The night is deep, the clouds are shrouded, the cool breeze is blowing, and there is no moonlight tonight.

Behind him, Han Zhe asked casually, "Do you have a heart?"

The four fluttering words fell on my ears by the night wind.

"You should not be qualified to ask me this question."

Ran Baitou didn't return a word, his face was indifferent, without fluctuation.

Before today, Han Zhe never thought that one day he would fall on a person, even the one he had dumped!

But the truth is so ridiculous, he fell in love with someone who shouldn't be liked.

One day he will actually like someone.

……ridiculous.

After Ranbai left, the street fell into a long and long silence, and there was no one around.

Han Zhe leaned against the car, his fingertips trembling for some reason, he lit a cigarette, bit it between his thin lips, his eyes were hazy and shattered under the smoke.

I do not know how long it has been,

There was already a pile of cigarette butts on the ground.

Han Zhe was blowing the cold wind, and the coolness penetrated into the bone marrow inch by inch.

After he calmed down, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

After the call is connected,

No one spoke first.

Both sides fell into silence for a while, as if no one existed.

Han Zhe pulled his lower lip, inexplicably feeling agitated and powerless.