Peninsula Hotel.

"Qingxia, please stop crying, okay? If you have anything to say, go home."

The little aunt stubbornly wiped away her tears with a tissue and looked at Qin Han with resentment. As for the makeup on her face at this moment, it was not considered at all.

She pressed and asked: "Ashu is right, when will you marry me?"

Qin Han himself is introverted and weak in character, especially after a failed marriage, it is even more difficult to make a choice at this time. Although he loves his little aunt very much, this does not affect his thinking more comprehensively, such as their personalities, marriage

The trivialities of post-life, etc.

This also resulted in him not giving Lin Qingxia the answer she wanted today.

For Li Yangshu, from the moment he provoked the old fair face, he was not worried that the old fair face would not be able to bear his excitement and agree to propose to the young aunt.

If he had the courage to make a decision, he would not have been entangled with Lin Qingxia for almost 20 years in his previous life and was unilaterally broken up by the woman.

"Mr. Movie King, how much money did you make from working today?"

"It's not much. Boss, do you want to buy some to cheer me up?"

Xiangjiang is really small. He had just separated from Qiu Jie and Man Shen. Li Yangshu was going to find a place to rest for a while, when he met Liang Jiahui, the best actor and stall owner.

Don't look at Actor Liang pretending to be pitiful and setting up a stall to beg for sympathy every day, this is a talent who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.

Later, he had an appointment in Luyu and blew himself up. At this time, the sales profit of setting up a stall for a day could reach a considerable 3,000 Hong Kong dollars. The daily starting fee of 1,000 Hong Kong dollars for him, his future wife, and his college classmate was more than that of an artist in a movie.

Earn a lot.

Except for the occasional policeman who avoids patrols, there is basically no trouble.

"Forget shopping, I'm too lazy to take it. I'm a little tired from shopping, so I'll lend you a stool to rest for a while."

The actor glared and said, "Damn, forget it if you don't buy anything, but you still want to take my seat, but you are resting. I'll count?"

Although many Xiangjiang artists in later generations are very high-quality, it was different when they were young.

At this time, Zhang Guorong was a naughty young man, and the Liang family was a loser.

"You'll be fine after a while. Besides, sitting for a long time every day is bad for your waist. I'm here to help you."

"Damn, you're thicker-skinned than me, give me back the bench." As he said this, the actor was about to snatch it away.

At this time, Li Yangshu waved his big brother, "Best actor, if you have something to say, I will call the police if you do it."

Liang Jiahui almost vomited his blood and clenched his fist fiercely, "You're taking my bench, and you're going to call the police?"

"Yes."

"Call the police? You call the police. It's you who took my seat, and I didn't hit you." The actor was not threatened by Li Yangshu at all, and he was ready to take action again.

"I didn't say I called the police to accuse you of beating me. I accused you of operating without a license. What do you mean, will you let me sit?"

At this time, Jiang Jianian on the side interrupted, "Stop making trouble at the family gathering. Let Li Yangshu sit for a while. He is joking with you."

"Jianian, do you know this Poujie?"

"Well, he's a singer. His album is quite popular. The 'Modern Love Story' you often sing is his song."

Jiang Jia Nian works as a producer at Xiangjiang Radio, and she follows most of the artists.

After roughly understanding it, the actor turned to look at Li Yangshu and said, "Hey, you are a relatively well-known singer after all. Can you improve your quality and give me the bench?"

"Haha, you are a great actor and you still run a stall. What qualities do I need as a singer?"

One word can kill you.

What kind of bicycle do you want?

"Sister Jiannian, won't you start work in the afternoon?"

The actor ignores us, let’s talk to the actor’s wife.

"In half an hour, there won't be much going on this afternoon. By the way, why don't you appear on TV and radio often?"

"Haha," Li Yangshu took out a cigar from his backpack, gave one to the actor, and said, "He has a bad temper, just like your boyfriend."

At this time, the loser man started talking again, "Hey, if you say that, I won't find you annoying anymore.

"How about I buy you a drink tonight after closing the stall, and we can have a good chat about this miserable life?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Movie King, I'm not miserable. I have a net worth of tens of millions and a colorful life. I still have to discuss life with female artists at night and just drink."

It was said that Cao Cao had arrived, and the two women were back.

Guan: "Ashu, let's go!"

Li Yangshu stood up and returned the bench to the actor, "I'll treat you to a drink when you have time."

Maybe because no one was carrying bags, the two girls just bought a set of clothes each.

Watching Li Yangshu turn around while holding the two women's hands, the Liang Jiahui cursed angrily: "I'll beat your lungs out."

Both women are artists who often appear on the screen in the Hong Kong film and television industry, so why doesn't he know them?

Envy, jealousy, coldness.

The car was speeding, and the moist sea breeze blew in through the car window, and the fragrance was overflowing.

No need to ask, these two women refilled their perfumes on the way.

An artifact that is never missing from a woman’s small shoulder bag.

On the way, Sister Dianyan said: "Ashu, please take me back first. There is a dinner party tonight, and I will go back and take a nap."

Li Yangshu didn't bother to ask, and directly accelerated towards Repulse Bay.

Even if you think about it with your buttocks, you will know that it must be an old horse looking for you. This is a hot friend. Don't take it seriously. If you take it seriously, you will lose.

When we arrive at the station, Sister Dianyan waves goodbye.

"Ayu, come to the front and I'll tell you something."

"What to do? Aren't they all the same?"

"I must have something to tell you. If you don't come, I won't leave."

"Speak."

The car started and smoke came out.

Facts have proven that a good car doesn’t mean it’s expensive, so long as you’re willing to step on the accelerator.

“Driving well, I did it all the way while shopping, and I’m still doing it now.”

Zhang Manyu took away Li Yangshu's extended hand.

"Isn't it enough?"

Silence...

"Ayu, please be my girlfriend."

When he said this, Li Yangshu pulled over and stopped the car, looking at Zhang Manyu quietly.

Although Zhang Manyu has been in love before, this period is her blank period. Li Yangshu believes that there is a high probability that she can win... and push it down.

Still...

"Aren't you kidding?"

Li Yangshu was about to talk nonsense,

"I'm very serious about relationships, you'd better think carefully before talking."

Anyone who fucking answers at this time is a fool, just talk directly.

"Well..., Ashu,"

Ventilation will follow.

I have to say that at this age, Zhang Manyu still has a face full of collagen, which is not sexy, but very cute.

The car continued to fly towards the set.

Li Yangshu didn't want to go, but Manshen was afraid of leaving a bad impression on Uncle Long, so he begged to go.

At this time, she had not gotten rid of the title of flower vase and did not dare to be a big name. It was this "Police Story" that started to make her mark.

Manshen took the initiative to hold one of Li Yangshu's hands and said with a smile: "Ashu, you don't want to chase Lin Qingxia anymore?"

God, who created this creature, woman?

You can't let him get used to it at all, he must be beaten to death with a stick.

"If you don't mind, I'll keep chasing you."

"Ah, you bastard, I'll beat you to death."

This time it was Li Yangshu's turn to be surprised. He was not angry. The entertainment gossip in his previous life was correct. He was purely in love.

"Stop making trouble, we're driving."

PS: I beg you guys to follow up on the reading, thank you, I’m still a little short of reading, otherwise I won’t be testing the waters next week.
Chapter completed!