Little Ancestor, she is the apex of the top gangsters

Chapter 286 Fanwai 1 ([-]) Thin and cool love story-
Xi Yuanqing leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes.

The stomach is really uncomfortable.

Bao Liangchen went out to buy hawthorns, but he hasn't come back yet.

Her eyes gradually fell on the picture frame.

She and Bao Liangchen met for the first time, as if they were in a hospital.

Shencheng, early May.

The pungent smell of disinfectant filled the air.

Xi Yuanqing frowned slightly, pressed the brim of her hat on her head, and put on the mask.

Most of her face was covered by a mask and hat, only her eyes were exposed.

The slightly slanted peach blossom eyes are somewhat enchanting.

I don't know when someone shouted, "Xi Yuanqing is there!"

A group of reporters swarmed over.

Xi Yuanqing narrowed her almond eyes, and hid in the nearest stairwell, leaning against the door.

The stairwell was recklessly filled with the smell of cigarettes, causing Xi Yuanqing to cough twice.

She reached out to lock the door of the stairwell, turned around, leaned against the door panel, and was shocked when she saw a man in the stairwell.

"Ah!" Xi Yuanqing shouted loudly.

The man strode over, pressed her against the door panel, put his knuckle-knuckle index finger on his lips, and gave a soft "shh--".

The reporters outside the door seemed to have heard the movement here, one by one squeezed over and patted the door of the stairwell.

Xi Yuanqing looked up at the man, and bumped into his deep eyes.

She only felt that these eyes were very familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere.

"Who are you……?"

Xi Yuanqing's voice was hoarse, intermittent, making it hard to hear.

Seeing that the man ignored her, Xi Yuanqing pursed her lips, not intending to speak again.

It was very quiet in the stairwell.

Only the voice of the reporter came from outside the door.

"Could it be that we heard wrong?"

"There should be no one here."

"No one can lock this door."

"It should be the patient's family."

"Since there is nothing to wait for, it is better to call it a day."

Immediately afterwards, Xi Yuanqing heard the reporter sigh again and again.

After confirming that all the reporters had left and no sound or footsteps could be heard, Xi Yuanqing took the man's hand away and took off the mask.

The man didn't know what he saw, he lowered his head and smiled, and wiped the corner of her lips with his hand.

Xi Yuanqing opened his hand, "Don't move."

"The lipstick is on the corner of his mouth." The man showed Xi Yuanqing the traces of lipstick on his fingertips.

Through the slight light outside the door, Xi Yuanqing could clearly see the red marks on the man's hand.

Xi Yuanqing felt ashamed, bit her lower lip, and looked up at him, "Do you know who I am? Why do you help me?"

The man is very tall, even Xi Yuanqing who is 170 is wearing high heels and has to look up at the person in front of him.

The stairwell was very dark, and the lights outside were on. We could only vaguely see that the eyes of the two were bright, and their facial features were somewhat blurred.

But what he was sure of was that the little girl in front of him was very pretty.

The man reached up and turned on the light in the stairwell.

For a moment, Xi Yuanqing's gaze rested on the extremely noble man in front of her.

It is true that people are deeply elegant.

After seeing the man's face clearly, Xi Yuanqing subconsciously said, "Bo Liang Shen?"

"You are?" Bao Liang was stunned for a moment, looked at Xi Yuanqing and curled her lips, "I don't know Miss's name?"

"Xi Yuanqing." She replied.
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As night fell, the cold wind suddenly picked up.

Xi Yuanqing took off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the sofa.

Holding a pillow in his arms, he squeezed his sore neck.

The screenwriter she had appointed was hospitalized, and she originally wanted to come and take care of her.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out of the ward after visiting, he was surrounded by reporters.

There are countless strange questions of all kinds.

She raised her hand and pinched the center of her eyebrows, her face was covered with sleepiness.

Just as he was about to put down the magazines in his hand and take a shower, the phone rang.

She glanced at the caller information.

Remarks is Assistant Director Wu.

Xi Yuanqing threw the magazine aside, got up, walked to the window, and connected the phone.

"Director Xi, the screenwriter is sick and hospitalized, and the filming schedule will definitely be postponed, even if we don't talk about the script,
It's not easy to find a male actor. Your shooting requirements are too high, and the little female stars in the circle dare not cooperate with you. "

She looked at the brightly lit high-rise buildings outside, and didn't care to listen to what was said there.

It wasn't until several times of "Hello" over there that Xi Yuanqing's thoughts were pulled back.

She nodded slightly, "Continue."

"It's over..."

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Fortunately, Deputy Director Wu is a chatterbox, no matter how awkward the atmosphere is, he can find something to talk to.

In the next second, Deputy Director Wu changed the topic elsewhere.

"Director Xi, you look so good-looking and your condition is good, why don't you have a boyfriend?"

Xi Yuanqing smiled, and was led astray unknowingly, "I didn't like it."

Deputy Director Wu laughed over there, "You don't like it, it's clear that you didn't intend to focus on your personal feelings."

Xi Yuanqing, who was exposed, was neither annoyed nor angry.

After talking to Deputy Director Wu for a few more words, he hung up the phone.

Xi Yuanqing sat back on the sofa, her eyelids drooped slightly, and she thoughtfully flipped through the messages on her phone.

She had only seen Bao Liangchen from a distance at the awards ceremony before.

Today, she only felt that Bao Liang's whole body exuded an extremely familiar aura.

Xi Yuanqing slightly hooked her lips and smiled lightly, "What are you thinking about?"
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the next morning,
Xi Yuanqing walked to the office of the apartment, took off the rubber band on her wrist to tie up her hair, picked up the key on it, just as her hand touched the doorknob, the phone in her bag vibrated.

It's a voice.

She clicked on it.

A soft female voice came out.

"Sister Xi, please bring some hawthorns when you come again, thank you."

Xi Yuanqing turned the key in her hand and pushed open the outer door of the apartment.
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The breeze is blowing, and it is gradually getting colder.

"Miss Xi."

As soon as Xi Yuanqing approached the crew with her coat on, someone greeted her.

Respectfully, submissively.

Xi Yuanqing responded lightly, and looked down at the information on the phone.

It was sent by the crew director Zhou Li.

"Li Zhou: Help me see if the filming of that scene is over."

Suddenly, she looked up at the scene that was being filmed in the distance, her red lips parted slightly, "This scene hasn't been filmed in a day?"

"No." The staff member shook his head, "Director Zhou has something to go out in the morning, Fu Shao is not in the state, and has been worrying about his sister's medical expenses."

"Ah Shao?" Xi Yuanqing was surprised.

Fu Shao, who was playing in the distance, looked over and subconsciously avoided her eyes.

Xi Yuanqing took a deep breath and curled her lips.

"Is there something wrong with Miss Xi? Or did you say that this kid was ignorant and offended you?"

"No." Xi Yuanqing shook her head, with a smile always on the corner of her mouth, "He is a good talent, and he can be cultivated more."

Not only is he a good talent, he is clearly a descendant of Fu Hua, his nephew!
The staff naturally don't know this relationship.

The person next to him didn't know when he brought a can of milk to the staff, and the staff quickly opened the can and handed it to Xi Yuanqing.

(End of this chapter)