Listening to Bai Ni's complaint, Yue Xinying sighed quietly:

"I don't know why my father had to have such a terrible relationship with my uncle. I didn't say before, adopt me to my uncle? If that's true, I can get you money for my mother."

"Oh!" Bai Ni also sighed heavily:

"I don't know, why it's getting stiffer every year. The main reason is that your father is not good at it, and he still insists on taking a look, making us seem to not care about his help. Qiao Yibo has always been cold, and we are rushing to adopt him, and he is also taboo. After all, he is still young and will not hope that others will know that he has no ability to give birth."

Yue Xinying said obediently: "Then, when I go back to Beijing this time, I will go to see my uncle. I haven't seen him for a long time, so I'm normal to visit him, right?"

Bai Ni thought for a while and said, "Yes. But you have to go back to that small county town first. I found someone to plan a nostalgic art film like "Pomegranate Flowers" can still play the edge of poverty alleviation charity, so I have to take some pictures of some behind-the-scenes related to the local poverty alleviation work."

"I can't scream Su Yitian anymore. You, the starring actor, can only go back to film for promotion. This movie... Alas, it was ruined by your uncle. Now I can only do more charity work, hoping that it can pass all the reviews."

Yue Xinying was resistant, but she didn't dare to object: "I understand. Then mom, I'll go back tomorrow."

Bai Ni: "You have to pay it back five million!"

Yue Xinying almost vomited blood, thinking she had fooled her!

She said, "Mom, why am I paying it! The company has not paid me the money. You are not managing most of my income. Why do you ask me to pay it?"

On the other end of the phone, Bai Ni was silent for a while before speaking:

"Now I can only take a risk. Please tell me the following words clearly. The money was borrowed by me by the old merchants of Xiaolidun Group. Originally, I didn't want you to have any relationship with their family too early, because I have other plans, but the situation is different now. Some things can only be taken care of before thinking about the future."

"Xiaolidun's Shaodong Shangheshi was in Shashi these days. I sent you the photos and address. If you go there directly, you will say that it is on my behalf to thank their family for their help. Be careful, dress more noblely and reservedly, don't stay longer, and leave a good impression on others and then reply. Do you know?"

Yue Xinying frowned: "This...what should I say?"

Bai Ni sternly said: "If you don't know what to say, then you go and ask Professor Jing for the money!"

"Mom! OK, I get it, I'll go."

"You'd better go right now, this is an opportunity. Maybe others will no longer be in the market tomorrow. Remember, be beautiful, behave, and leave soon."

"But, why?"

"Where are so many whys? As long as you know, your mother won't harm you, you won't be wrong as you say. You are my daughter whom I have high hopes for. You must be the position of the actress queen. Now these difficulties are temporary, and our mother and daughter will definitely shock the whole world. That's it. I'm very busy. Nothing has been going well recently. I'm very tired. Can you use your brain more in everything yourself!"

The phone just hung up.

The more Xinying looked at herself in the mirror, the more she looked, the sadder she felt.

However, since I don’t have the courage to lie to Professor Jing, I can only do it according to my mother’s words.

The phone vibrated a few times.

She looked at the photos sent by Bai Ni with tears in her eyes, and suddenly stopped crying.

Oh, this man is quite handsome!

Moreover, there is a sense of arrogant and domineering that fascinates her the most.

This is a temperament that only men who have been wandering in wealth since childhood and soaring in success have.

Such a man will make her feel a desire to conquer.

Yue Xinying held the phone tightly and became excited.

There was even a curl on the corner of her mouth: Well, how interesting it would be if such a proud man could be made into her finger-soft!

She looked at herself in the mirror again.

Her skin is a little worse, but isn’t Sister Ding there? Let Sister Ding put on her impeccable makeup. There is still a man she can’t bear to see in this world?

When he was two hours, Yue Xinying was wearing a white dress and ten centimeter high heels. She stood in the lobby of Xiaolidun Hotel, Shashi with an impatient face.

While contacting the director's office on the 23rd floor, the lobby manager secretly looked at Yue Xinying a few times and hung up the phone:

"This lady, Mr. Shang is at 2301. Please go up from the elevator there."

Yue Xinying nodded to the makeup artist behind Sister Ding: "Let's go, Sister Ding, go up, don't leave things."

Sister Ding didn't respond and curled her lips.

Elevator, go straight to the 23rd floor.

But after leaving the elevator, Sister Ding put a flower basket and a gift bag in front of Yue Xinying: "I'm here, you go in by yourself, I won't go, I'll go back to the hall and wait for you."

Sister Ding has been frustrated these days.

She is a makeup artist who has been in the industry for 20 years. She is not a little assistant who serves tea and water. The company asks her to take care of Yue Xinying, which really makes people feel pain.

Yue Xinying also knew Sister Ding’s idea and dared not force it.

But as an actor who is already a little famous, how can you go without anyone following him when you go out? It’s too unreachable!

Yue Xinying could only make a angrily request: "Sister Ding, come to the door and wait for someone to come out. After you get the gift, you can leave, can you do it?"

Sister Ding curled her lips again.

Yue Xinying pretended not to see it, walked to 2301 and rang the doorbell.

There was a very cold voice inside: "Enter."

There was no expected welcome.

But you have to go in!

Yue Xinying took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

Looking around, the room was very large, and a man sat behind an office desk without raising his head.

But Sister Ding handed over the thing again: "Take it, I'm not good at socializing, I'm going to go down."

Yue Xinying had no choice but to walk in with a flower basket in her left hand and a gift bag in her right hand.

I imagined that the white dress was floating, and the lotus looked like step by step was not to think about it. She tried to smile so that she could be more elegant in holding the flower. When she walked to the desk, her voice was gentle and sweet:

"Hello, Mr. Shang."

The man behind the desk slowly raised his head.

A pair of sharp eyes.

A thin lips.

Yingting's facial features are indifferent everywhere.

"Hello, Miss Yue, right?"

The man said something and finally stood up.

He slowly clasped his suit and his eyes moved on Yue Xinying.

Yue Xinying looked up and smiled well. Mr. Shang has a very good figure and really has the taste of a man. When she walks around, she is simply a hormone of action.
Chapter completed!