Cold young chasing his wife has a deep routine

Chapter 428 Please Call Me Screenwriter Ann

Chapter 428 Please Call Me Screenwriter Ann
An Ran couldn't sit still anymore, she wasn't afraid of fighting, but she didn't want to cause any trouble to the crew because of herself, so she got up and went to open the door of the RV, but Nie Xiaoqian grabbed her and said, "Sister, what are you doing?"

"What can you do? Go out and save people!" Didn't you hear the assistant director start calling your mother?Why is there no one to help out here!

Hearing An Ran's words, Nie Xiaoqian turned pale with fright, and immediately stopped in front of her and said, "You can't go out, that woman is crazy, Mei Chaofeng is well-known in the circle."

If An Ran was bumped, bumped or bullied, how would she explain to her handsome brother-in-law?

Frowning, Anran heard the assistant director's miserable cry again, she couldn't bear it anymore, pushed Nie Xiaoqian away and said: "Then we can't let others pay for us!"

After the words fell, before Nie Xiaoqian could gain a firm footing, the car door opened with a bang.

I don't know who shouted: "Come out."

The crowd who were beating the assistant director suddenly changed direction.

In the middle of the crowd, a woman stood out from the crowd, making it impossible to pay attention.

It's not how beautiful the woman is, or how good her figure is, but the fierceness in her eyes, which is too eye-catching.

An Ran stepped down from the RV, glanced at the bruised and swollen assistant director who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and said, "Aren't you looking for me? What's the point of beating innocent people?"

Nie Xiaoqian, who stretched out her hand to pull An Ran, was taken aback by the sense of justice emanating from her, and stopped in place without moving.

Coming out of the crowd, Lina pointed at An Ran's nose and said, "Are you that shitty screenwriter?"

There was a look of displeasure in his eyes, An Ran corrected him: "Please call me Screenwriter An, or An Ran is also fine."

The woman smiled mockingly, folded her arms around her chest and said with a condescending and domineering look: "Who the hell are you being tough on? You think Situ Hao is protecting you coldly, so you're crazy, don't you? Even dare to snatch my role, don't die is it?"

"I'm sorry, I still want to live for a long time. I haven't thought about dying. Even if I did, it has nothing to do with you. You have something to say, and you have nothing to say." An Ran's calm expression attracted those who were afraid to avoid it. People who couldn't make it came around one after another.

Those who were a little more courageous grabbed the assistant director out of the crowd while Lina was not paying attention, and hid in a corner.

Seeing that the assistant director was fine, An Ran breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and wanted to walk past.

How could Lina follow An Ran's wish, she took a step and hugged her and said, "Where are you going? If you don't understand the matter of robbing me of my role, don't even think about going anywhere."

Seeing that something was wrong, Nie Xiaoqian took out her mobile phone and called Leng Chengtian.

The man just got off work and was driving home. He glanced at the name on the car screen and answered the channel: "What's the matter?"

"It's not good, someone in the production crew is looking for trouble, and a dozen people beat sister Ranran to one."

The man made a sharp turn, which caused the traffic policeman's face to change, and he quickly jumped on the motorcycle and sounded the siren, chasing after him.

"Of course, are you injured?" Ignoring the pursuit from behind, Leng Chengtian's face was very gloomy, and his whole body exuded a cold air.

Hearing the siren, Nie Xiaoqian stuck out her tongue, realized that she had caused trouble, and quickly comforted her: "Yeah, I haven't called yet, you, don't worry! I'll call Sister Ranran right now."

While talking, the person has squeezed in front of the two people who were fighting each other and said, "Sister Ranran, call."

An Ran frowned, and said displeasedly: "I'm busy! I don't have time to pick up." It's about to get into a fight, what kind of trouble is it.

(End of this chapter)

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