Quick Transmigration: The Villain’s Sweet Wife - Chapter 382

“That’s also a way to succeed, okay?” The actress is most unused to hear Meng Lianxin’s words. “If you didn’t steal and didn’t steal, it’s the other person’s fault first. Otherwise, how could you be arrested? Hold the handle?”

Meng Lian smiled slightly, sarcastically, “The girl was bullied pervertedly on the road, that’s really to blame that girl’s improper dressing.”

Lian Qiqi pulled the actress’s sleeve and whispered, “Stop talking, it’s okay, the clear ones will clear themselves.”

But that looks like a truce, his face is clearly filled with pity, and tears are falling one by one.

“Don’t you just want to hold the injustice for Guo Beibei? Her acting skills are not good, but she can’t. What happened to the deletion of the scene? Our small crew does not have so many rules, and the poor acting skills can be brushed down!”

Meng Lian looked at them coldly, her heart was already so angry, “Really? When you gave the director and screenwriter this thing, did you ever think that someone has a wife and a girlfriend?”

Lian Qiqi’s eyebrows jumped, and she looked more innocently at the “comrade-in-arms” who could speak for her, and shook her head like a rattle, “No, we are just ordinary friends. I know you are not familiar with the director, but…don’t think. I don’t deserve to have friendship.”

Meng Lianxin: “Go in and out of the hotel with the director, drink the same cup of milk tea, use the same pair of chopsticks, friendship? Is the water in your mind leaking? Mom’s Guo Beibei’s acting skills threw you a few blocks away, the girl next to you is blind, you When the audience is also blind? You want to grab other people’s roles, and you can’t be a heroine and give Lao Tzu a whole heart?”

“You! Don’t be so rude…”

When Lian Qiqi cried, Meng Lian couldn’t bear it, she clenched her fists.

Meng Lianxin: Mom’s punches one by one!

“Ahem.”

Kwuna coughed in due course.

When Meng Lianxin looked back, Quan Nai had already stood up and was walking in their direction.

[Good fellow, now the kung fu has been crying like a big river? 】

Ji Xing felt the crit of tears at close range, and had to sigh that the actor is still an actor.

Kwon Na took out a piece of paper from her bag, sandwiched it between her fingers, and handed it to Lian Qiqi sideways, “Keep it for a while to cry.”

Lian Qiqi blinked, “Thanks… Thank you Sister An.”

Mo… inexplicably.

Meng Lianxin looked at Quan Nai with an incredible face.

“It’s just normal friendship. Who stipulates that you can only do those ugly things in bed? Have you seen it with your own eyes?”

Meng Lianxin: “An… Sister An?”

Kwon Nai patted Meng Lianxin on the shoulder, with an expression that was rather awkward. “Mistress is really friendship. The original match is only chai, rice, oil and salt. How can you stop others from searching for truth, goodness and beauty, and friendship?”

“An Mo, what do you mean? Don’t let me be yin and yang weird!” The woman next to Lian Qiqi was embarrassed again.

Kwon Nai tweeted, ordered a pack of dog food in front of them, smiled appreciatively, and handed over a business card of the head of the pet hospital.

“Even Qiqi’s dog is not as heartfelt as you. This must be rewarded, otherwise, the dog will be sad.”

“you!”

“The owner speaks, and the pet shuts up.” Kanna maintained a sweet smile, as if he was not angry at all, and there were no flaws at all.

But inexplicably a little gloomy.

Lian Qiqi pursed her lips, “Sister Ann, I am not green tea…”

“Oh?” Kwon Nai smiled, swaying the little bracelet he just bought, with a gentle voice, “That…”