The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 1833 Relief
"You are awesome!"

Sister Lai pointed at her nose and was about to curse when Zhou Po winked at the assistant, who quickly pulled Ye Linlin out.

I don’t know whether it was because she didn’t pull hard or because she really couldn’t hold it back. Even under the restraints of a big man, Ye Linlin could still jump up and curse. She didn’t use any curse words in every sentence, but it was ugly. Her hands were always on the man’s body. As for her arms, she was not tall, but she felt like she was squirting in someone else's arms.

She didn't stop until he was taken some distance away from the RV. She patted the man's arm. She stood back and straightened her clothes. "Okay, you don't have to hold me back. I don't really want to jump over."

The corners of the man's eyes twitched, and he stared blankly at her dancing away while humming a little tune with her hands behind her back.

In the RV, Sister Lai couldn't even breathe smoothly, "How did you recruit people for your crew? How come there are all cats and dogs here, and they have no quality at all!"

Zhou Po's eyes darkened, but he still had a good-natured smile on his face, "The little girl is young, don't be as knowledgeable as her. I'll talk about her later."

"If you weren't on Director Chen's team, I would really look down on you if you were the only ones recruiting these people!"

Sister Lai was annoyed and sat down to drink tea without even saying hello to Zhou Po.

In the bedroom, Song Yuan took two sips of hot water and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. I have nothing to do. Sister Lai is just too nervous."

Her voice was low, and you could hear the weakness in her voice, "Did I bother you? You were on vacation."

Nan Jiaojiao said: "Where is the injury? Can you show me the wound?"

A short-sighted emotion flashed through Song Yuan's eyes, "Jiaojiao, can you do it?"

"I won't, but I have to see how the wound is."

She politely added: "Is it convenient?"

"It's convenient, it doesn't matter."

Song Yuan wore two pieces of home clothes. She pulled up the clothes on the left side of her waist, revealing a little injury on her waist. The prick was so deep that the blood stagnated.

"The doctor has already dealt with it for me. He said that if you don't cover the wound, it will help you recover faster. I was knocking on my waist at that time. The waist injury recurred and the pain was severe. In fact, it was not that serious."

Nan Jiaojiao came closer and briefly glanced at the wound.

"What's wrong?" Song Yuan noticed that her expression was different.

Nan Jiaojiao only said: "It's nothing, I will check it out and give you an explanation."

"You don't have to be so polite when talking to me," Song Yuan put down her clothes and said softly: "Sister Lai is the only one who is more serious. I don't care that much about the truth. In our industry, there are many such things, and so do you. I’ve been implicated.”

Nan Jiaojiao thought that she did not have such a deep friendship with her, so what she said was a bit excessive, "You came to me, do you have anything else to say?"

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment, "No, I'm just afraid that you'll be too worried, and I want to forgive you, but it seems like I'm too worried."

She shook her head and smiled, her pale face without much color. She took off her makeup, and her lips were almost sickly white.

There were voices outside. It was Su Miaotong who was here. Nan Jiaojiao asked her to go back and get her computer just now.

She turned on the computer and called up the surveillance.

They have the right to access surveillance in the office shared with Shen Bin and the two rooms where costumes are stored.

"What are you pretending to check? Do you think you can think of it? Didn't we do it before? Since we deliberately hid the needle, the surveillance has been deleted by you long ago!"

Sister Lai's sarcasm wasn't over yet. Her eyes glanced at the screen and suddenly changed.