Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

Gu Wanwan went home after eating Mala Tang, and went back to work the next day, so naturally she didn't know Ji Hang's situation at all.

Since the black luxury car did not appear in the underground garage as usual, she would never ask for trouble to call him to ask why, and just took the opportunity to slip away and take Eddie and Jianuo to eat wild food.

After all, the two around her still had the titles of celebrities, so Wan Wan didn't choose the roadside stall so boldly, and a group of three went to the private club she went with Xiao Qing last time.

It's still the same dim light, the same murmur of music, and the same green bamboo everywhere, but the old friend is gone, and the news of the girl with black hair and white dress who once hung her head and cried has long been uncertain.

Thinking of those hand-painted animations flipping in the wind, Wan Wan couldn't help but sighed softly, she looked at the seats where Jiang Ling and Yu Yaocen were sitting last time, "I don't know how many of them will stay in the entertainment circle every year. .”

Eddie flipped through the menu in his hand and smiled, "Those who stay may not be willing."

"Oh," she sighed again, propped her chin on her hand and stirred the inside of the glass with a long straw, "Your circle is really messed up."

Eddie glanced at her, "What's the matter, do you want to retire?"

"Nope," Wan Wan shook his head vigorously, "I'm not going to retire until everyone calls me Sister Gu when they see me."

"What can Sister Gu do? It must be Grandma Gu!" An energetic voice came from behind, and a pair of naked hands covered her eyes, "Guess who I am?"

Wanwan took a sip of the fruit juice, feeling helpless, "How many times have I told you Jimo, don't put such a strong perfume on your clothes, okay? Even if you want to sprinkle it, you can also wear cologne. You always sprinkle some feminine fragrance, and the media will I suspect you're gay." In fact, if it wasn't for Ji Mo's love of flirting with girls all the time, the wardrobe would have been worn out by his behavior.

Let go of your hand, and the beautiful oval face flashed in front of your eyes.

Jimo cried out, "It's not me, it's all Jiang Yun's fault. She likes to buy perfume the most, and she can't finish it. She pretends to say that she is afraid of wasting it, so she sprays it all in my closet."

"What are you talking bad about me again?" Jiang Yun was a step behind him, and immediately glared at him.

"Hey, Jiang Yun, why are your clothes wet?" Wanwan hurriedly took out a tissue for her.

Jiang Yun glared at Jimo again, "Isn't there a small pool in the yard, a lot of coins were thrown into it, and it was used as the wishing pool. I went to stop and got off the car, and when I came back, I found that he was digging out coins with his hands. Money, I was afraid that he would be discovered by the waiter, so I stood beside him to block him, but he stuffed all the coins into my pocket, and my clothes were wet."

Timo nodded confidently, "I want to eat potato chips from the vending machine, but I don't have any change with me."

Wanwan is already used to his 2b style, so he decided not to comment on it, but turned to look at Jiang Yun, "Didn't you say that you have been studying an ancient art recently, what is it?"

"Oh, that's right." Jiang Yun immediately put down the bag, clapped her hands, and moved her fingers in the air.

This posture is too familiar, Wanwan and Eddie looked at each other strangely, "It can't be... magic, right?"

"Of course not." Jiang Yun was obviously very dissatisfied with them for classifying her and Jimo, the big liar, "It's a crystal ball!"