Madam, the entire entertainment industry is looking forward to your divorce

Chapter 625
Just when Song Anhao lost his mind, Fu Yunlang sent another message.

"Which of these two clothes do you think is better?"

"You have brought so many artists. When choosing clothes, you should have a unique vision, so I want you to choose for me."

In the latter sentence, there is a faint taste of trying to conceal.

However, Song Anhao didn't notice it.

Being an agent does require a fashion eye.

Fu Yunlang was right.

So, she resolutely forwarded the photo of Fu Yunlang in white casual clothes to him.

"I think this one is more in line with your temperament. It is clean and refreshing. You are only 19 years old, so you should wear this kind of suit. The suit is too mature for you."

Fu Yunlang looked at the text sent by Song Anhao, and felt as if he had been poured with honey, it was so sweet.

really.

Both of them have the same eyes.

Between these two clothes, he also prefers white casual clothes.

It's just that the shopping guide kept recommending suits, which made him waver and didn't know how to choose.

Fu Yunlang smiled and sent another message of confidence to Song Anhao: "Heroes see the same thing."

As he spoke, he sent an emoticon pack of penguin blowing kisses to Song Anhao.

PS: "You really did me a favor today. That's what I'll pick then."

Seeing the blown kiss expression pack sent by Fu Yunlang, Song Anhao didn't think much about it, and couldn't help laughing.

What a child.

She smiled and returned an OK gesture.

When he saw Song Anhao's OK gesture, Fu Yunlang's heart beat even harder, and he almost couldn't bear it and passed by.

She is not angry.

She was not angry.

When he sent her a kiss expression pack just now, he was so afraid that she would be angry.

While waiting for her to reply to the message, I was uneasy.

Unexpectedly, she was not angry. Does it mean that she also has a little affection for him?
Fu Yunlang paid the bill in a wild way, and returned to the hospital with his clothes.

Throughout the night, I held my phone tightly in my arms, never leaving my hand when I slept.

Shen Xiuran was drying Song Anhao's hair.

Seeing her staring at the phone and laughing, her eyes slightly rolled up, and she asked in a deep voice, "What are you laughing at?"

Song Anhao shook his head, exited the chat interface with Fu Yunlang, opened the webpage he browsed before, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, I just saw a funny joke!"

Shen Xiuran didn't believe it, she bent down and glanced at her phone.

Finding that she was indeed looking at something, she didn't care.

Song Anhao had just exited the chat interface when Fu Ying called.

Song Anhao made a silent gesture to Shen Xiuran, and after Shen Xiuran turned off the hair dryer, he answered the phone and put it to his ear: "Auntie, hello!"

Fu Ying's hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Xiao, Xiao Lang has agreed to see my sister! When is it convenient for you, I will take Xiao Lang to see her."

Song Anhao asked: "Do you need me to accompany you?"

Fu Ying shook her head: "You don't need to accompany me, I know you don't want Xiao Lang to know that you are involved in this matter, if you accompany him, he will be suspicious! I can just take him there by myself."

Song Anhao also felt that she was not suitable to go.

After all, that is a family affair.

She is an outsider, so it is not convenient to be there.

After the previous help is over, she should be sensible and stop meddling in the future.

"Then what time will you go there tomorrow, and I'll call to arrange it."

Fu Ying said: "I get the injection at about 10:30 every day, and it used to take about an hour. Then go at twelve o'clock! At noon, I will ask Xiao Lang to order a takeaway, and then our family will sit down and have a meal together." .”

Song Anhao readily agreed: "Okay, I'll make arrangements! I'll send you the address on WeChat!"

"Thank you!"

"you are welcome!"

After the chat, both parties hung up the phone together.

Song Anhao opened Fu Ying's WeChat and sent Fu Ying the name of the hotel and Bertha's room number.

(End of this chapter)