Superstar husband's love is too high-profile

Chapter 180 Wouldn't it be.... Jealousy

This Sister Yang, doesn't she know about my relationship with Mo Han, can't she be...jealous!
After all, many agents do not allow artists to get married.

Lin Xia frowned, and looked in the direction of Sister Yang, who was watching Mo Han filming, with an indescribable light shining in her eyes.

"No way, hasn't Mo Han felt it for so long?" Lin Xia said to herself.

During the lunch break, Sister Yang sneaked into the dressing room, secretly put a photo into An Nai'er's bag, and opened Song Lian's closet...

"Where is Song Lian, why hasn't the male lead changed yet?" The director looked at An Nai'er and Mo Han who were ready, and asked anxiously.

Soon, the staff anxiously said to the director: "Director, something happened in the dressing room. Mr. Song's clothes for this scene can't be found."

The director scolded angrily: "Trash, what are you raising for food? If you can't find any clothes, why don't you change them?"

As he said that, the director hurried towards the direction of the dressing room. Seeing the people who were already in a mess, the director suddenly became angry and shouted: "What are you all doing! How long has this been going on? Oh, why haven't the clothes been done yet!"

After saying that, the crowd suddenly moved away. Looking at the scene in front of them, the director also froze in place.

Nearly half of the clothes in Song Lian's closet disappeared, and the other half was cut up and thrown on the ground. The makeup artist brought Mo Han's clothes, but Song Lian was shorter than Mo Han, and not as strong as Mo Han. does not fit.

"Who did it." The anger in the director's eyes seemed to burst out in the next second.

"I'll ask again, who the hell did it!" The director glanced at the crowd in front of him, grabbed a man and shouted loudly: "I'm asking if it's you!"

"No, no, not me, not me."

Facing the director who was almost losing his mind, Sister Yang suddenly said, "Let's solve the clothing problem first, this kind of thing can be checked and monitored, everyone, don't worry."

"Today, don't shoot any more. Let me check the surveillance cameras. I can't find out who it is! Don't let anyone leave today!" the director said angrily.

After saying that, the group hurried towards the monitoring room. Halfway through, An Nai seemed to have remembered something, grabbed Lin Xia, and hurriedly said: "It's over, Xia Xia, this time it's probably for me."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xia hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? An An, don't worry, just speak slowly."

"During my lunch break today, I received a call from a courier. I was in the dressing room, but after I arrived, there was nothing. I must be in the surveillance. When the time comes... I must be framed."

Before Lin Xia could open his mouth, Song Ming's voice suddenly sounded behind him, asking, "I said, just a lunch break, what is your crew doing? Strike?"

Lin Xia glanced at Song Ming strangely and asked, "Sister Song Dayu, why are you here?"

"My bag was left with you, and it was placed on Nana's seat. I was about to come back to pick it up, but I saw you like this."

Song Ming spread his hands, with a look like I don't know anything and I'm just passing by.

Without time to say anything else, Lin Xia told Song Ming all the ins and outs of what happened just now. After listening, Song Ming's brows were twisted into a big pimple, and his expression became more and more ugly, "Now, I guess they have seen the monitoring , since you were framed, An Nai'er, don't admit it for a while, just tell the truth, for a while, you won't be able to resist me, remember my words."

(End of this chapter)