Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 1241 Are You a Paparazzi?

An Ran didn't tease He Qianqian, what she said was the truth.

Naturally, He Qianqian also knew about it, so she puffed her chest out and said proudly, "That's it, why don't I be a paparazzi for nothing?"

"Paparazzi? Are you a paparazzi?" While the two were talking, a woman's questioning voice suddenly came from beside them.

An Ran was so frightened that she shivered, looked up at the man and subconsciously denied, "What paparazzi? Where is it!"

This is an occupational disease of an actor. Whenever he hears paparazzi, his whole body trembles, and he is afraid that someone will take some indecent photos.

The woman stood against the light, shaking An Ran so hard that she couldn't see her face clearly.

Perhaps An Ran's expression was so sincere that the man believed An Ran's words.

He patted his chest and said, "Oh! I was scared to death, I thought there were paparazzi!"

After finishing the sentence, he hurriedly apologized to An Ran: "I'm sorry, I just passed by and heard paparazzi, so I became a little more vigilant. You also know that our business is most afraid of paparazzi telling tales."

An unnatural smile crossed He Qianqian's face.

An Ran hugged He Qianqian's shoulders, gave her strength and said, "Yes, I'm afraid too, that's why my sisters and I just kept scolding."

The woman believed An Ran's words completely, greeted the two casually, and went downstairs.

An Ran breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head to He Qianqian and said, "Don't pay attention to what I just said."

He Qianqian shook her head, and said with a trace of gratitude: "You helped me, otherwise they would not have kicked me out if they knew my identity."

Yang Jing's wedding invitations were all famous people, and a low-level paparazzi like He Qianqian would not be allowed to come in at will.

With He Qianqian's company, An Ran felt that time passed quickly.

Before you know it, it's time to go down.

Seeing that Li Xuesi had finished talking, An Ran pulled He Qianqian over for a round.

"Yo! Isn't this Qianqian! No wonder Anran was chatting so enthusiastically that I couldn't see clearly from a distance." Li Xuesi looked at He Qianqian and smiled faintly.

He Qianqian said hello like a junior seeing the elder's shy look: "Hello, sister Xue."

"Well, the next part is about to start, let's go down."

An Ran nodded, and the three of them walked downstairs.

I don't want to see Nana rushing to the toilet as soon as she got out of the elevator.

An Ran saw a big red wine stain on her evening dress.

"Mom! That's an artist from our company, I'll go over and have a look." An Ran said, but didn't leave immediately, but set her eyes on Li Xuesi.

Glancing at the banquet hall not far away, Li Xuesi showed a trace of hesitation.

He Qianqian immediately said, "Sister Xue, don't worry! I'll go there with An Ran."

Although she didn't know why An Ran wanted to consult Sister Xue's opinion, she could sense a clue.

With He Qianqian's company, Li Xuesi nodded in relief.

An Ran was worried about Nana's situation, and dragged He Qianqian to the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, when he came to the door, his eyes were full of doubts.

Just now she clearly saw Nana entering the bathroom, why did there appear a cleaning sign here in the blink of an eye?
"Qianqian, did you see it just now?" An Ran asked, feeling a little uneasy.

He Qianqian nodded. She is a paparazzi, so she naturally knew that Nana was an artist under An Ran's banner.

"Oh! Never mind, let's go in and have a look."

An Ran pulled Nana and walked inside. He Qianqian kept an eye out, found out the mobile phone hidden under the evening dress, and fiddled with it as she walked.

(End of this chapter)