Chapter 3564

The script was customized for Song Yu. Moreover, Song Yu's identity can't be provoked by anyone. Even if someone in the crew saw that Song Yu was deliberately tossing promises, he was silent.

Song Yu looked at the promise with guilt, as if she were the most innocent person.

But promise saw the distorted gloom from the bottom of Song Yu's eyes.

When I left,

Song Yu brushed past the promise and whispered in her ear, "there's no one behind you. I have many ways to make you disappear immediately. If you know what's going on today, I'll rot in my stomach. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Promise looked pale.

"I believe that many people should be very interested in promised sister's * * and can consider it." Song Yu smiled gently and brushed past.

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

Her sister is full of people who have loved for several years. She can be such a despicable villain!

Promise felt very angry. Every nerve end of his body was trembling and shouting, but he was afraid and helpless.

Song Yu has a life experience, which is far from what she can provoke.

In this world, there will really be people who can make you have nothing as long as others say a word.

What should she do

After Xu Yue promised to go home, she found something wrong with her promise. She was just busy promoting Song Yu's recent new play and a series of anti Mafia activities for several hours. "What's the matter with you, sister?"

Promise looked up in a trance and looked at Xu Yue's confused expression. She bit her teeth and struggled repeatedly in her heart. Finally, she held Xu Yue's hand. The temperature at her fingertips was cold and shaking: "Yue Yue, I..."

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Ranbai's recent life is very regular, almost at three o'clock. However, when she left the crew after shooting that day, she met Han Zhe.

The night was deep, and it was early autumn in the twinkling of an eye. The temperature in midsummer had disappeared before I could feel it, leaving only the chilly and mottled paleness sweeping through.

Han zhe has been blocking dye white these days, but he hasn't had a chance. He finally met him today.

The night blurred his expression. He was still leaning against the car, but he looked a lot colder than before. He smoked a cigarette with low eyes, flickering and smoky, which was somewhat hazy and sexy.

Ran Bai walked past him, looking straight and calm.

"Song Bai."

The hoarse and depressed voice sounded, light like the evening wind wrapped in smoke and early autumn.

Han zhe bit the cigarette with his thin lip and took a hard breath. His choking throat hurt. I don't know what kind of pain it was. Then he snuffed out the cigarette with one hand and scalded an insignificant scar on his fingertip. He must look at dye white and his eyes are as heavy as dusk.

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

"Is there anything to say between us?" ran Bai turned around and asked him seriously after thinking for a moment.

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

Han zhe smiled angrily, "good, very good."

"OK, if you don't say it, I'll ask you." Han Zhe's face was very bad, his eyes were dark and gloomy, and he looked sharp and cold in the night: "Song Bai, what the fuck is your relationship with Wen Haoqing

Han Zhe always believed that it was normal for song Bai to have some ideas about Wen Haoqing from the beginning, but Wen Haoqing would never respond.

But that night, Wen Haoqing dragged people out, and the ambiguous word forced Han Zhe to think more.

"What's the relationship between Wen Haoqing and me? Does it have anything to do with you?" ran Bai can hear Han Zhe's anger, but she doesn't understand why han Zhe is angry. There is no reason and no meaning.

"It has nothing to do with me?" Han zhe sneered. It was cold and cruel. The night wind messed up his broken hair in front of his forehead, half covered his eyes, and his expression was dark and cold. He approached step by step and spitted out words with thin lips: "you didn't say that before."

"Who was crying and pestering me?" his eyes were cold. "Throw it away when you use it up? Who gave you the fucking courage."

In a way,

Han Zhe and Wen Haoqing are two extremes.

A dissolute, sharp, happy and angry.

A gentle and polite, deep and introverted, showing the mountain without dew.

Han Zhe's temper can be unbridled. Unlike Wen Haoqing, he seems to abide by the word "gentle" at any time. His cultivation engraved in his bones for more than 20 years is indelible.

"The previous transactions were mutual." ranbai didn't like to mention the previous things. No matter what choice, it was the past. She never looked at the past. "I please you and you give me resources."

"It's what you love and I wish to do for your own interests." she said faintly: "you don't have to worry about it."

Han zhe stared at her, his jaw was tight, and even his fingers hanging on his side turned white. His spirit was extremely depressed. He clenched his teeth and asked aggressively: "what about Wen Haoqing?! what is Wen Haoqing!"

"I don't have to answer your question." ranberton said, "if there's nothing else, don't come to me in the future."

"Oh." Han zhe sneered, and the radian of the corner of his eyes and the tip of his eyebrows was a little ironic. "With Wen Haoqing, you can get rid of me immediately?"

"We've already finished." ranbai stressed, "I'm sorry if I caused any unnecessary misunderstanding to you."

Ranbai said calmly and turned away.

The night is heavy, dark clouds are shrouded, the cool wind is blowing, and there is no moonlight tonight.

Behind him, Han zhe asked, "do you have a heart?"

The four light words fell to my ears by the night wind.

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

Ran Baitou didn't reply. Her face was indifferent and had no fluctuation.

Before today, Han zhe never thought that he would fall on a person one day and be the one he fucking dumped!

However, the fact is so funny that he likes someone he shouldn't like.

He will like someone one day.

... 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 and his fingertips trembled for some reason. He lit a cigarette and bit between his thin lips. His eyes were blurred and broken under the smoke.

I don't know how long it took,

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

Han zhe blows a cold wind, and the coolness goes deep into the bone marrow inch by inch.

After he calmed down, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone.

After the phone is connected,

No one spoke first.

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

Han zhe pulled his lower lip, inexplicably feeling irritable and powerless.