Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 78 You fucking look like a pumpkin, but you still dare to diss my old lady's appearance?
"In their eyes, your respectful and obedient attitude has turned into a licking dog, so it's better to show your posture from the beginning, be tougher, and let them know that I am not a soft persimmon to be manipulated by others."

In front of the mirror, Nan Song finished her makeup and her expression was cold. She didn't know how this little girl's head produced these extreme garbage remarks. She completely lost interest in continuing to listen.

Nan Song closed the lid of the lipstick with a "click", put it in the bag, turned around and just took a step outside, when another voice came from the compartment——

"Also, do you know who the leading actress in "Rose Cheongsam" is? It turns out to be the vase wife of Shen Du, the president of Yunyi Group!"

Nan Song paused.

She didn't expect to hear her own name from Xu Xintian's mouth, and why did she hear Xu Xintian call herself just now?
That vase wife of Yunyi Group President Shen Du?

vase?Someone actually called her a vase?

And this person is a young junior who has just transformed and will soon be filming with him and has many rival roles?

To be honest, she was really ready to leave just now, but because the characters in Xu Xintian's complaints were switched so fucking fast, and the style of complaints was very magical and realistic, Nan Song finally had to stop and continue. Listen to it.

"I'm really speechless, you haven't seen her in person, she looks so proud, as if the whole world is going to revolve around her alone, and I don't understand, just be her president Is Madam not good? Do you have to come and grab some resources from us? It’s really sick.”

Nan Song tilted his upper body slightly, leaning gently against the snow-white wall, listening with interest.

The person on the phone should have said something, and Xu Xintian's tone seemed even more excited.

"No, I said that your eyes are fine, right? She is also called a big beauty? Just... very ordinary looks, I think it is not as good-looking as mine!"

When Nan Song heard this, he became even happier.

Xu Xintian opened the toilet door while talking.

"Let me tell you, Nan Song's beauty is nothing special. Isn't it just a little personal friendship with the director? Who knows if it's some dirty personal friendship—"

Speaking of this, Xu Xintian raised her eyes, her voice stopped suddenly, and she looked at the woman who was staring at her a few meters away, so frightened that she almost dropped the phone in her hand.

"I, I, I, I will hang up first."

Xu Xintian lowered her voice and said into the phone, her eyes showed a panic that could not be concealed.

Nan Song looked at her who was still spitting out high-spirited just now, but now she saw her as a coward who dared not even fart, her beautiful lips with lipstick slightly parted——

"I think you're really going to die."

A cold sentence entered her ears, and before Xu Xintian could react, her collar was grabbed by a white hand.

Nan Song was already tall, while Xu Xintian's figure was small and compact. At this time, the distance between the two of them suddenly narrowed, coupled with Nan Song's explosive action of pulling her collar, the two people's aura was high Make a judgment.

Xu Xintian was carried away by Nan Song like a chick, her voice trembling a little.

"what are you doing."

The corners of Nan Song's lips curled slightly, revealing a charming and cold smile: "I don't do anything, I just want to correct a few mistakes in your words just now."

Looking at the quiet woman at the dinner table just now, Xu Xintian didn't know why she suddenly became irritable like this, she was so scared that she almost cried.

"What's wrong? Don't talk nonsense. I didn't say anything just now. You heard me wrong. Let me go, I'm leaving"

Nan Song ignored Xu Xintian at all and talked about him from left to right, his aura was fully opened in an instant, and the raging fire in his body began to burn.

"Your name is Xu Xintian, right? To tell you the truth, when I saw you for the first time just now, I thought that this girl was good-looking, and her small eyes were very chic, but I didn't expect you There is a rotten heart hidden under this beautiful skin, and the old lady is said to be average-looking? Not as good-looking as you?

We were far away at the dinner table just now. I didn’t wear contact lenses today so I couldn’t see very clearly. Now that I get closer, I really can’t see it. I don’t know how much hyaluronic acid you have applied to your forehead?You're almost going to be a birthday star, you know?You fucking look like a pumpkin, but you still dare to diss my old lady's looks?Smelly sister, wash up and go to sleep! "

As soon as the words fell, Nan Song let go of Xu Xintian's collar and at the same time pushed him back. The latter almost lost his footing in high heels.

The staggering appearance was a bit too embarrassing, Xu Xintian couldn't hold back her face at all, and shouted with a crying voice, as if she wanted to attract more people.

"You, don't go too far! I just said a few words casually, and you started to talk and touch me. If you really don't care, why bother to refute me!"

Nan Song saw through her thoughts in a second, and there was no trace of warmth in the cold eyes.

"Don't howl, how good the sound insulation effect here is beyond your imagination, I advise you to save some effort. Also, what do you mean, I just said a few words casually and I will tell you Mouth and hands? Dare you, a woman who is not only talkative, but also a moral kidnapping bitch? Tell you, I don’t like that.”

Looking at Xu Xintian who was angry but never dared to say a word, Nan Song remembered some stupid remarks she had made just now.

"There is one thing I have to correct you. I didn't come to snatch the resource of "Rose Cheongsam" from you, but Director Zhou personally found me. Do you understand the meaning of the word "personally?"

Before Xu Xintian could speak, Nan Song preemptively struck again.

"Forget it, you who don't treat acting with a proper attitude, you don't understand even if you say it, you just need to know that people at the level of Director Zhou and Director Qin don't bother to argue with you, soft persimmons It's not scary, what's scary is the rotten persimmon that can't support the wall, yes, I'm talking about you."

After saying this, Nan Song turned around and left. The windbreaker was softly hem, and a gust of wind was blown up.

Xu Xintian stood there alone in a daze, her head dizzy and her hands and feet numb with anger, turning into a quail.

It was the first time in her life that she was scared like this by a woman.
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It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the yellow leaves on the sycamore tree at the entrance of the restaurant were drooped down by the autumn wind in the middle of the night, whirling, and landed on the car on the side of the road.

"Xiao Song, why did you go back after drinking? Do you want me to see you off?" Zhou Ling asked.

Nan Song smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, I'll just call a substitute driver."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone from his bag, and at this moment, a call came in.

(End of this chapter)