Mrs. Wen's wealthy daily life

Chapter 1221

"nothing."

"Whose phone number?" Anmo asked.

"Ah Qian's."

"What are you looking for?"

"Check, how about brother, can you do it for me?"

"You might as well let me help you eat." An Mo complained helplessly.

"Did I miss you? You even snatched a chicken leg from me?" Xia Xiang's big, watery eyes were full of sadness.

"It's fine if you don't help me buy food, and it's fine if you stop me from eating. If you stop me from eating, it's fine, but you still want to rob me of food. Brothers from other people's families are hungry and leave food for their sisters."

"Am I wrong?"

"Then give me the biscuits someone in your office gave you."

"No."

How can she eat that junk food?
If Wen Muyang found out, he must not be beaten to death.

"Look, she hasn't become my sister-in-law yet, so you can't bear it."

If he really marries a wife in the future, wouldn't he value sex over younger sisters?

"Suddenly I feel that it is good for you not to marry a wife."

At least I still remember her a little bit.

"What are you talking about? Either deal with these documents, or go to your Tang Yunqian."

"He's not mine." Xia Xiangnuan casually flipped through the documents.

It's all recent plans, and there are some scripts, mixed with financial statements.

Xia Xiangnuan took out the financial statement and glanced at it hastily.

"The movies I invested in before are starting to make money, but it's not enough."

Most of the benefits now depend on the artist's remuneration.

Relying solely on the artist's remuneration is risky.

Because the market information is ever-changing, if you are popular one second, you may fall to heaven in the next second.

So bloom everywhere.

Otherwise, it will be difficult for the studio to go public.

"Well, several TV series we invested in will be released one after another in the later stage, and the pattern will change by then."

"Well, you screen this financial statement again and tell me the result." Xia Xiangnuan picked up the bag.

An Mo: "..." She went to have fun, but left the drudgery to him!
After the inspection, Xia Xiangnuan wanted to leave, but An Mo stopped her: "Wait a minute, the results will be out soon."

"So fast this time?"

"Ah."

"What's the matter? Is there a problem?" Seeing Tang Yunqian's serious face, Xia Xiangnuan moved closer.

She couldn't understand the row after row of images. After reading it for a long time, she should wait for Tang Yunqian's explanation.

"I need to take another look." Tang Yunqian entered the office.

In the past, even if he didn't know, he would say a few words to her, at least to comfort her.

Why is it gone now?
Is she terminally ill?
Phew, how could she think so?

There is nothing wrong with her body recently. She is healthy and healthy. How could she be terminally ill?
Xia Xiangnuan sat on the chair outside, and before the stool was hot, Wen Muyang called.

"Why aren't you in the office?"

"I'm in the hospital, doing an annual checkup."

"Which hospital? I'll pick you up."

Xia Xiangnuan reported the name of the hospital to him.

In less than half an hour, Wen Muyang came.

But Xia Xiangnuan, who was thinking about things, didn't notice this detail.

Wen Muyang had already thought of an explanation, but Xia Xiangnuan didn't even ask him what he meant.

Wen Muyang: "..." Not long after sitting down, Tang Yunqian came out from inside.

His expression was very serious.

Xia Xiangnuan suddenly became nervous: "I, am I suffering from some kind of disease?"

She wouldn't be so unlucky, would she?
"You're not sick, you're just pregnant."

(End of this chapter)