The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 443
Everyone was shocked, including Mingming.

Only then did he realize that he was brought into the play just now, which is really weird. Is this the charm of a good actor?
The director shouted a few more words, "Okay, it's over."

Said and waved to Leng Yan, "Leng Yingdi, come here, let's talk about the end of the scene, the heroine will take a rest first."

Leng Yan played in a second from the moment the director called the card, and saw Ming Lang nodding calmly.

He walked to the monitor with the director, looked back at the clip just now, and then talked about the next scene.

Seeing that he was busy with business, Mingming rubbed his hair.

Looking around, Han Yuwei was still choking up and crying, tears pouring down like she didn't want money.

A man who looked like an assistant beside her put a shawl on her and comforted her, but it was obvious that he hadn't played yet, and his whole body trembled from crying.

Ming Lang scratched his cheek.

When he reacted, the person had already walked over, and the people around him looked at him in surprise.

Minglang is in charge of entertainment. This drama is also an investment of Mo's, and everyone on the field knows him.

A few wanted to say hello, Minglang shook his head, stood in front of Han Yuwei, and took out his pockets.

Finally, he took out a paper dumpling and handed it over—it was the one that Leng Lin threw back for him in the box.

Han Yuwei was crying hard, unable to get rid of her emotions, suddenly there was a big white ball in front of her.

She was startled, hiccupped, and stared blankly at the person in front of her.

Minglang dyed his silver-gray hair, and he was very rebellious. Seeing people looking over, he showed a disdainful sneer, and directly stuffed the paper ball into the person's hand.

"I can cry."

Putting down the three words of disgust, he turned around and left, looking very chic, but he was thinking of the girl crying with red eyes and hiccupping.

He thought, sister-in-law is a strange friend, she usually looks ordinary, but she looks cute when she cries.

Behind her, Han Yuwei did not expect that such a scruffy ball of paper could be stuffed in the boss's shiny clothes pocket, and it turned into a show all of a sudden.

Leng Yan also noticed this scene. After the scene was finished, there was a half-hour break, and he took Ming Lang to the lounge.

As soon as he entered the door, Ming Lang slumped on the chair. Leng Yan glanced at him and walked towards the coffee machine.

Minglang sat for a while, then deliberately explained, "The heroine just now is a friend of Momo's sister-in-law."

I don't know who to tell.

"Yeah." Leng Yan was noncommittal, he didn't care.

After making coffee, I sat down and said bluntly, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Not for me?" Ming Lang didn't rush to get down to business, and pointed to the cup in his hand.

Leng Yan sat upright, "As far as I know, you have grown hands."

"..."

"Everyone has no conscience," Minglang lay down on the table, muttered in his mouth, looked around, and said honestly, "I just went to see Leng Lin."

Leng Yan paused slightly.

He put down the glass, and said in a calm voice, "And then?"

"It's still the same, I may contact you in the next few days, and you will tell him about the situation in Lincheng, don't be indifferent, obviously he is a brother who has not been contacted as much as a cousin of mine. "

Leng Yan put his thumb on the rim of the cup, and his tone was still flat, "You know, I don't blame him."

"But you blame yourself!" Minglang got up, straightened up, rubbed his hair with both hands, and didn't know what to say.

He said, "I'll just ask you something."

After a pause, he said slowly, "If the person really can't be found, will you all be like this for the rest of your life?"

(End of this chapter)