Shengyu

Ni welcomed the ridiculous gazes of the staff and other artists, and walked into the elevator with slow steps.

Every time Ni Huan took a step, he could hear the whispers coming from behind.

——"Why did Ni Huan come to the company? Didn't Mr. Chen order her to be banned?"

——"Maybe they are here to pack up? Say goodbye to Yu Mo?"

——"I think Ni Huan may be here to ask President Su to help her. Isn't it said that she has a good relationship with President Su?"

——"Tsk tsk, I really can't tell. Ni Huan is very good at making a move. Even President Su has become her guest of the curtain... No wonder when Ni Huan happened the day before yesterday, President Su's kind-hearted person got angry..."

——"What's the use of currying favor with Mr. Su? Mr. Chen is the real boss of Shengyu. Mr. Chen doesn't like Ni Huan, and it's not a matter of one sentence to ban her in the domestic entertainment..."

——"That's right, it's a pity that God gave me this face. It would be great if my artists had a magical face like Ni Huan!"

The elevator parked on the 27th floor.

Ni Huan pulled off the black mask from her face and walked into Yu Mo's office expressionlessly.

Yu Mo was calling someone to discuss something, and she was so anxious that she blushed.

She turned around when she heard the movement, and when she saw Ni Huan, her face was stunned for a moment. She quickly explained a few more words to the other side, and then hung up the phone.

Yu Mo's face was not pretty, and her tone was a little cold.

"You're here."

Ni Huan raised his jaw slightly, stared at Yu Mo with his eyes under the brim of the hat for four or five seconds, then lowered his eyelids and pulled his red lips: "Is Chen Zhiyan in the company? I want to see him."

Yu Mo glanced at Ni Huan in surprise and asked worriedly, "What do you... do you want to do?"

Ni Huan bit the soft meat on the inside of her lip and grind it for a while, raised her hand and took off the baseball cap, and threw it on the rest chair aside, with a three-point slut.

"If you don't do anything, you won't implicate you. Go and tell Shen Zhiyan. If he wants to see me, I will go to the president's office. If you don't want to see me, forget it."

If Chen Zhiyan doesn't see her, it means there will be no room for change between her and Shen Zhiyan from now on.

The only thing about the movie is that she is sorry for Luo Xin.

Yu Mo lowered her head and measured for a moment, and instructed: "Then you are waiting here, I'll go and talk to Mr. Su first."

Ni Huan consciously sat on the rest chair next to her, and casually tidied up her long hair that had been pressed by her hat.

Yu Mo quickly returned, and then stopped talking, "Mr. Chen is in the office, you can go up directly..."

Ni Huan didn't stop for a long time, held the cap and got up and left.

Yu Mo stopped her, "Mo Li and Mr. Han from Hai City are also on top. You... be careful when speaking."

Ni Huan slowly pulled back her wrist, her eyes calmed like a pool of stagnant water, "I understand, thank you."

Although he had made mental preparations in advance, when he entered the elevator and pressed the elevator button, Ni Huan paused for a while.

In the closed space, Ni Huan picked up his mobile phone, opened the WeChat address book, and stopped his fingers on the name Chu Yao.

Too many pictures flashed in front of you like a flash of flowers.

From being frivolous in youth to meeting strangers.

The woman's bent eyelashes trembled slightly, and a faint reflection fell on her eyelids.

The moment she pressed the deletion button, she raised her jaw, her beautiful eyes slightly hooked, and a sensational aura emerged from the faintest.

There is less bondage and more crazy.

——

Ni Huan didn't expect to see Mo Li again under this situation.

Mo Li's psychological quality is much better than he imagined.

At least the makeup on Mo Li's face was flawless, making people unable to guess what kind of soul was hidden under her angel's appearance.

Mo Li was the only one sitting on the sofa in the office, holding a teacup in his hand.

Although Mo Li is good at disguising herself, her eyes will not lie.

At the first glance at each other, the hatred of Taotao suddenly rose in Mo Li's eyes made Ni Huan frown.

But when she wanted to continue observing Mo Li's expression, she found that Mo Li's expression had calmed down.

It seemed as if just now, it was just Ni Huan's illusion.

Mo Li put down the teacup and slowly got up as she looked at her.

"Ni Huan, why are you here? I thought it was my brother and Shen Zhiyan who were back."

Since Mo Li wants to pretend, Ni Huan will naturally accompany her to the end.

Ni Huan showed a gentle smile on her face, "Of course I came to find A Yan, by the way, I haven't had time to thank you yet."

Mo Li's expression froze, her eyes drifting, "Thank me?"

Ni Huan nodded, "Well, thank you for posting on Weibo the morning before yesterday to explain."

She said "sincerely", as if she had not noticed Mo Li's increasingly ugly face at all.

"I have also seen the news about you. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. People always make mistakes..."

Ni Huan said this on purpose, and said it in a pity tone.

This can make her feel a hundred times more uncomfortable than just having a broken face with Mo Li.

As expected, Ni Huan found that Mo Li's arms, which were hanging on one side, began to tremble, which shows how much depression was.

"Ni Huan, do you also think I edited the video about you and posted it online, trying to make you misunderstood?"

I have to say that at this moment, Ni Huan still admires Mo Li's psychological quality.

He obviously hates himself to death, but he can still maintain a kind face.

Ni Huan shook her head in panic, "Why, didn't you still give me a speech and explain? How could I think that matter is related to you?! Don't think too much!"

Mo Li was silent for a long time after hearing this, and her complicated gaze fell directly on Ni Huan's face.

After a while, he asked, "I am not familiar with Jiangcheng and have never offended anyone. My brother said someone wants me to be ruined. Do you know who that person is?"

Ni Huan thought for a long time and said regretfully: "This... I don't know, I'm just a little actor."

Mo Li stared at her for a while and smiled unnaturally, "Okay, don't stand up, come and sit first, my brother and Shen Zhiyan should be back soon."

Ni Huan was not polite, and walked over and sat opposite Mo Li.

The main reason is to see what tricks Mo Li will do.

Mo Li took out a new teacup and poured a cup of hot tea for Ni Huan.

The moment before the tea cup fell on the coffee table, two men were talking to each other at the door of the office.

Mo Li paused her arms and a vicious hideous look streaked across her face.

She quickly turned the direction of the teacup and splashed it on her face.

When Ni Huan found out that it was too late to stop him.

The miserable voice of the woman resounded throughout the office.

Ni Huan heard the chaotic footsteps at the door getting closer and closer.

The next moment, two tall men appeared in front of her and Mo Li.

While the two appeared, Mo Li suddenly started crying, her crying aggrieved and heartbreaking.

"Huanhuan, it's really not that I was making videos that hurt you, why did you just not believe it..."

When Ni Huan heard Mo Li's words, she almost laughed angrily and started frame-up. Mo Li really has a trick.

She subconsciously looked at Chen Zhiyan's face, which happened to collide with the impatient gaze that Shen Zhiyan cast.

The moment the eyes were intertwined, Ni Huan saw the blame that flashed through Chen Zhiyan's eyes.

After buckled the handrail of the sofa with the cold white fingertips a few times, Ni Huan stood up.

"Ali, are you okay?!"

She glanced at a man with a strong face and walked over quickly, protecting Mo Li in his arms, with heartache and anger in his eyes.

Of course, anger was for Ni Huan.

Han Ji wiped the tea on Mo Li's face and carefully checked whether she had been burned. When he was sure that Mo Li was not injured, he rushed towards Ni Huan with chills.

Ni Huan calmly raised her eyebrows and glared back without being humble or arrogant.

Two seconds later, he spoke lazyly.

"I haven't done anything, the office has surveillance. You can tell at a glance which is right or wrong."

"Brother!" Mo Li stood in front of Ni Huan guiltily, "It's not that Huanhuan is bad... I shouldn't come to Jiangcheng, and I shouldn't fall in love with Chen Zhiyan without being controlled, so that Huanhuan misunderstood me..."

Han Ji's eyes flashed, and his eyes looked at Ni Huan even colder. He pulled Mo Li aside.

"Ali, don't cry! My Han Ji's sister is not something that can be bullied by an actor in the entertainment industry."
To be continued...