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Chapter 480 Sissi's Strengths

"Whiskey, water, or coffee?"

At night, on the banks of the Los Angeles River, in a tavern in an American movie, Liu also said in non-standard English: "Whiskey, with ice."

"water."

Han Qiao snapped his fingers: "A glass of whiskey and a glass of water, thank you."

The blonde in black stockings and a short skirt winked: "Whiskey, yes, sir, your little girlfriend also wants to taste the taste of indulgence."

"Daughter." Han Qiao whistled: "If you let her drink, my wife will kill me."

The blonde girl's eyes widened, and she glanced quickly: "Perfect father and daughter."

A breeze blows.

Liu Yifei was in a depressed mood, Han Qiao was shameless, she didn't want to argue anymore, she was aggrieved: "Han Qiao, you have already made a decision, so don't let me choose!"

"wrong."

"Giving you a choice is to respect you."

The special snacks of the tavern, tender and sweet oysters, pried open with a knife, dipped in sauce, Han Qiao tasted it, it was delicious and juicy, and said slowly: "Give you water, to protect you, the United States is no better than China, girls, If you can’t drink, don’t drink.”

"Excuse." Liu Yifei said, "You just want to show off your inexplicable sense of fatherhood, Han Qiao, sometimes you are really shameless."

Liu Yifei rolled his eyes.

Don't want to worry about it, the wind by the river blows her hair away. At this time, the girl brings wine.

A glass of whiskey, a glass of water.

Han Qiao was about to get the wine, when Liu Yifei snatched the wine in front of him, the crystal glass, and the whiskey exuded a charming light.

She raised her head, took a deep breath, finished her work, her eyes were stubborn, like a demonstration, she turned the glass upside down, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said drunkenly: "You won't let me drink, I want to drink, hiccup, my head is so dizzy."

"Fool."

Han Qiao complained, whiskey, the strongest alcohol in the world, and a strong Russian man, dare not take a sip.

Seeing Liu Yifei's fair and tender cheeks, within a few seconds, red like a monkey's buttocks, blurred eyes, a drunken alcoholic, Han Qiao shrugged: "One more glass of whiskey, and a small blue bottle for her."

Taking a sip of water, Han Qiao was very patient: "Tell me, what happened, are you in a bad mood?"

"Who is in a bad mood." Liu Yifei put his hands on his head, his legs curled up in the seat, his eyes were blurred, and he stared blankly at the gorgeous neon lights on the other side of the river.

Poor, injured little wild cat.

"If you don't tell me, I know."

Han Qiao understood very well: "Have you encountered difficulties in filming? Do you feel that you are not suitable to be an actor, doubt your life, and have your dreams shattered?"

Liu Yifei's acting skills.

It’s hard to describe in one word, static beauty, dynamic, flying facial features, Conjuring is a horror movie, expressing emotions, especially eye scenes and expression scenes are required.

It is clear.

This is too embarrassing for Sister Immortal, Han Qiao complained mercilessly: "As far as your acting skills are concerned, even chickens are more vivid than you when I spread a lot of rice in the crew."

"Han Qiao..."

"Snapped!"

After bouncing on the wine table, Liu Yifei patted the table and stared at Han Qiao. She is not a clay figurine. It hurts Han Qiao's self-esteem to say that about her. She must teach him a lesson!
Angrily said: "Hi~"

The evening wind is gentle.

A little embarrassed, Han Qiao understood: "Look, your expression is very lively now, um, three points of embarrassment, three points of anger, two points of embarrassment, one point of shyness, and one point..."

"I can't see it." Han Qiao said with emotion: "It's hard to believe, Qianqian, you can express so many emotions."

"You..." Liu Yifei was ashamed, his body was on fire, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't call me Qianxi."

Here comes the little blue bottle.

This is the sober drink of the United States. Han Qiao unscrewed the bottle cap and put it in front of Liu Yifei.

At this moment.

He kind of understood the meaning of a father's love like a mountain, and said earnestly: "Liu Yifei, as a person, you must understand your own shortcomings and strengths, make use of your strengths and avoid weaknesses, and no matter how hard you work in areas you are not good at, you will not get good results. "

"for example."

Han Qiao said: "Your shortcoming is that your acting skills are superficial and cannot be deeply rooted in people's hearts. You are the same no matter what you act."

"Does it matter?"

"It doesn't matter." Han Qiao shrugged and sipped his whiskey: "Your dream is Marilyn Monroe, not Chaplin."

Liu Yifei's eyes were bleary, and he thought about it deeply: "My advantage, is it a vase? I don't want to be a vase."

The Eight Parts of Tianlong, The Legend of Condor Heroes, The Legend of Sword and Fairy...

Three TV series in a row, all of which are "Sister Immortal", made her famous and became a first-line star, and she is only 18 years old...

Liu Yifei was restless: "I don't want to be a fairy sister, whoever loves to do it, I want to be an actor..."

Han Qiao shrugged.

Disapproval, transformation, a common problem of famous actors, sometimes, you have to mess around with easy money.

result.

Having been away for half his life and still relying on his own money when he returns, Han Qiao complained: "Liu Yifei, you must have misunderstood yourself. Whoever says you are good is your image."

"Otherwise?" Liu Yifei is very confident. Although everyone says she is a vase, but that does not mean that her strength is a vase: "Then tell me, what are my strengths?"

"What are your strengths?"

Han Qiao pointed at himself: "Needless to say, your advantage is me!"

Eyes wide open.

Liu Yifei broke into the entertainment circle, if there is any advantage, it must be Han Qiao!

Several TV shows.

Hanqiao has invested, and it has become a first-line domestically. No, it has jumped to Hollywood.

Not surprisingly.

After the Conjuring movie, Pangu Films will release many other Hollywood movies, and Liu Yifei will participate in all of them.

domestic.

Other female stars can only envy and hate, but Hollywood is the "sacred place" for domestic actors!
No wonder, someone said: "The gap between a human and a dog is the gap between Liu Yifei and other actors."

There was a pause for air.

Liu Yifei kissed Nunu, speechless, and finally said, "Shameless, you're just showing off."

"It's good to be clear." Han Qiao nodded: "You are Xiaoli's daughter, and I will support you whatever you want to do."

again!

Liu Yifei was annoyed and wanted to speak.

Han Qiao said decisively: "In a few days, Xiaoli will come to Los Angeles. When the time comes, you come with me and meet your mother. She misses you very much."

After a pause, Han Qiao said, "Also, your sister."

"I'm sick." Liu Yifei was drunk, his body was weak, he lifted his body forcefully, and said, "She's not my sister, don't kidnap me."

Done.

He tilted his head and fell asleep, which is normal, the little blue bottle has the effect of sleeping.

Han Qiao took off his coat and put it on Liu Yifei.

los angeles river.

The lights were feasting and the evening breeze was intoxicating, he sipped his wine and felt a little irritable.

Hollywood.

Film production and film distribution, carried out by different companies, conjuring this film.

Production company: Pangu Pictures.

Issuing company, to be determined.

but.

Among the top 8 gangsters in Hollywood, Han Qiao has seen the arrogance and arrogance of Columbia and Sanctuary.

robber.

No, the robbers have a lower limit than American film companies. At least, the robbers have robbed you and will not ask you to be grateful!
"Trouble!"

………………

Liu Yifei slept like a dead pig.

Han Qiao put her arms around her and went back to the accommodation, the villa in Malibu.

Li Xiaoran is now a Chinese-American.

Pushing open the door, Li Xiaoran and Chen Hong were still on the sofa.

"Han Bridge."

Li Xiaoran saw Liu Yifei with subtle eyes, and said, "I'm back, I'm going to put the bath water."

"No need." Han Qiao was clear in his heart, and said, "Sister Xiaoran, this girl is drunk, I'm sorry for you tonight, take care of her."

"it is good."

Li Xiaoran relaxed slightly.

Liu Yifei is young and beautiful, and there is Liu Xiaoli, she is really afraid that Hanqiao has fallen.

and.

Liu Xiaoli's base camp is America, this is her territory!
She supported Liu Yifei, and when she left, she glanced sideways. On the sofa, Diao Chan didn't say a word, she was preoccupied, and lowered her voice: "Honey, what are you going to do, Diao Chan?"

"Her." Han Qiao shrugged, "Push the servant girl."

Han Qiao's voice was loud.

Diao Chan's face was ashamed and angry, she turned around and returned to the villa, she took off her cheongsam, plain black clothes and black pants.

"go to bed early."

Li Xiaoran didn't say anything. In the past, she was greedy for Han Qiao's resources, and Han Qiao was handsome and handsome.

just now.

I own a film company in the United States, and the investment in Calling Soul is several million dollars, which is converted into tens of millions of RMB.

Take it easy...

originally.

He is the mistress himself, so if he wants to say it or not, Li Xiaoran can think about it: "At least, it's not me who pushes the back girl."

The two went upstairs.

living room.

For a moment of silence, Han Qiao ignored Diao Chan, but now, Diao Chan has something to ask him.

Keep going up, that's licking the dog!
Straight up the stairs.

downstairs.

Diao Chan's face was startled, seeing Han Qiao go away, feeling mixed feelings in her heart.

Han Bridge.

To put it bluntly, she was mentally prepared to occupy her.

Big deal.

Bitten by a dog.

but.

The words were strong and domineering, and there was no movement at all. Thinking about it, Diao Chan looked at her.

Is it.

His clothes are too ugly, but if he wears a cheongsam, it's not to seduce him.

Despicable.

Thinking about it, Diao Chan is in a dilemma, if she doesn't seduce Han Qiao, it will definitely not work if this continues.

Seduce Han Qiao.

She couldn't hold back her face, and her face was tangled. At this moment, the phone buzzed.

Diao Chan was startled, glanced at the phone, quickly answered it, and said guiltily, "Husband, is the child up yet? Is there any trouble? I am now..."

Diao Chan paused, and said, "At the hotel, I'm about to go back."

on the phone.

The man's voice was haggard, and when he heard the words, he said with joy, "Han Qiao agreed?"

Listen to the joy on the phone.

Diao Chan was not feeling well in her heart, and said with difficulty: "No."

Her voice was quick, begging: "Husband, I'm homesick, I miss you and the child, let me go back, okay, we have money, that's..."

"No." The man's voice was violent: "No, absolutely not, Xiaohong, you..."

On the phone, the man gritted his teeth and said, "You've been away for several days. You, you and Han Qiao have done everything you should and shouldn't do. Xiao Hong, you're all here. If you give up, just..."

"I didn't!" Diao Chan said with an anxious expression on hearing the sound, "Nothing happened to me and Han Qiao, we are innocent."

"Did not happen?"

"No wonder, no wonder." The man murmured, "No wonder he didn't agree."

"Xiaohong, you..."

"Dad, Dad, I want Mom..." A child's voice came from the phone.

Diao Chan's eyes were moist, and her lips were trembling: "Mom is here, mother is..."

"Honey, you let your son answer the phone?"

"Diao Chan." On the phone, the child was crying, and the man had a tough attitude: "If you can't take down Han Qiao, son, you don't want to see him in the future."

"husband……"

The man's words, like a sharp knife, pierced Diao Chan's heart. She looked resentful and said angrily, "You can't do this?"

on the phone.

There is only a busy tone, over there, I hung up the phone, and for a moment, I was in a foreign country.

Diao Chan was at a loss.

Staring blankly at the crystal chandelier, she returned to the bedroom expressionlessly for a moment.

Take off the black clothes and pants.

He took out the cheongsam from the closet, and when he put it on, his hands paused, and he brushed over the inner layer.

After getting dressed.

The floor-to-ceiling body mirror, the beauty in the cheongsam, has a slender figure.

The temperament is noble and elegant.

That is.

His face was pale and bloodless, like Diao Chan's robot, applying blush stiffly.

Lipstick wipe lip do.

After taking a sip, her complexion improved, and she went out to the master bedroom in the center of the corridor.

There was no knock.

Pushing open the door, the master bedroom is luxuriously decorated, with a screen that isolates the lounge and washroom.

The lights were dim.

On the screen, a man's figure was sleeping in the bathtub.

Diao Chan walked with difficulty.

Han Qiao fell asleep, she paused, and moved behind Han Qiao.

Keep your legs together.

He squatted down with his knees bent, and put a pair of soft fingers on Han Qiao's shoulders.

Just touch.

Han Qiao's skin was so hot that her fingers were warmed up, and she retracted them with a flash of lightning.

"Sister Xiaoran, stop making trouble." Han Qiao said in a daze, "Eat bananas, I haven't eaten for a long time, I'm hungry."

Behind.

The visitor's breathing was rapid. The next moment, Han Qiao's body felt cold. He looked over and was startled.

under the light.

Diaochan's cheongsam hooked her figure, her legs were bent and her knees were bent, and Han Qiao called out, "Diaochan, what are you doing?"

chirp.

There was a sound, and Diao Chan sat on the ground with her butt sprained. At this time, her face was blushing, she was extremely embarrassed, her head almost fell to the center of her legs, and she didn't say a word.

"Damn." Han Qiao pulled off the bathrobe, tied it up, and said, "Mrs. Chen, what do you think of me?"

"Maybe."

"Do you think I'm that Ximen Qing, doing some dirty and shameful things?"

Loud.

Diao Chan was dizzy and was too embarrassed. At this moment, she raised her head with resentful eyes: "Han Qiao, don't you? Threatening me as a woman, don't tell me you're not dirty."

"Who threatened you?"

Han Qiao felt wronged from the bottom of his heart: "Mrs. Chen, I entertained you kindly. I didn't expect that you would wrong me so much. In this way, you will return to China tomorrow. I can't bear it."

"Han Qiao." Diao Chan's eyes were slightly red, her eyes were fierce, she gritted her teeth and said, "What are you going to do, and what are you going to do to let Lao Chen go!"

"You want to sleep with me, come on!"

As Diao Chan said, she stepped into the bathtub, bent her knees, and submerged her body completely in the water.

next moment.

Her hair was wet, and the cheongsam was completely soaked. The silk cheongsam was in a tight state.

looming...

and.

Han Qiao's eyes widened. This peony is really straight. It seems that Diao Chan was already prepared and didn't even wear a mask.

under the light.

Diao Chan unbuttoned the cheongsam with both hands, and said angrily, "Han Qiao, are you a man? Hurry up..."

"I'm not."

Han Qiao turned around, suppressed his anger, and said seriously: "Mrs. Chen, please respect yourself, and please respect me."

"Fuck you." Diao Chan hissed, "Don't call me Mrs. Chen."

"Mrs. Chen, I can understand that you are in a bad mood." Han Qiao said, "However, I, Han, never do things to force others, so don't insult me ​​like this!"

insult you!
Diao Chan's eyes widened, feeling resentful in her heart, I'm already like this, you said I insulted you!

in the end.

Who insulted who!
Diao Chan's eyes were slightly red, she calmed down, she saw clearly that Han Qiao was not that simple, she gritted her teeth and said, "What are you going to do?"

"Mrs. Chen." Han Qiao shrugged, "I told you, I want you."

"I give you."

"I don't want you to do this to me."

"What do you want me to give you!"

"Mrs. Chen, calm down." Han Qiao thought for a while: "How about this, Mrs. Chen, you are in the United States, eat my, use mine, live in mine, I don't want money."

"How about you being my assistant?"

"Assistant." Diao Chan's hair was wet, at this moment, Han Qiao turned around.

in this state.

She had nothing to hide, and there was an embarrassing humiliation in her heart. She hugged herself with both hands, squatted in the water, and said, "Okay, I will be your assistant."

"it is good."

Han Qiao finished speaking.

Turning around to leave, before closing the door, Han Qiao said, "Mrs. Chen, you have a great figure, but it's a bad habit to go out without wearing a mask."

"boom."

The door closed, and in the bathtub, Diao Chan put her knees together and hugged her knees.

any woman.

It's impossible. In this situation, she can still maintain her calm. She was weak and fell into the bathtub, looking at the lamp. At this time, she felt deeply in her heart.

Only the figures of the two children remained, whispering: "Yu Ang, Arthur, mom misses you."

(End of this chapter)