Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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Joan Hao didn't care at first, but when he was half of his meal, he found many actors or staff in the restaurant. From time to time someone raised his finger to himself, and then turned his head to the person who was his companion, whispering something. .

Qiao An discovered more frequently, and a bad hunch rose in her heart. She couldn't help but put down her chopsticks, raised her head, and asked Zhao Meng in front of her, "What happened to the crew today?"

Zhao Meng shook his head blankly at Joan because he had something in his mouth, and his tone was ambiguous: "I haven't heard of it."

Afterwards, Zhao Meng swallowed the food in his mouth and asked again, "What's wrong?"

It happened that someone pointed at Joan again with chopsticks, and when he was caught by Joan, he immediately turned around hurriedly, and Joan's soothing brow frowned, his heart became more and more affirmed There must have been something happening to me in the crew, so he whispered to Zhao Meng in front of him: "Wait for dinner, you go and find out what happened."

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Qiao An just told Zhao Meng to inquire about what happened, and Zhao Meng hadn't had time to inquire. When the two came out of the restaurant, they heard some gossip.

The restaurant is on the fourth floor of the hotel. From the restaurant to the elevator, you have to pass a lobby in a smoking area.

At this time, the meal had passed, and only five or six people sat on the sofa in the lobby, smoking and talking.

Several people spoke in high and low voices, but every sentence was enough for those who passed the lobby to hear clearly.

"I told you a long time ago that Joan was definitely not a film crew that relied on his strength. This year, there are so many people in the acting school, and no one like her has been hand-picked into the film crew. Female number two!"

When Zhao Meng heard this, he turned his head subconsciously and glanced at Joan.

Qiao An's eyebrows were calm, but she raised her hand and made a mute gesture towards Zhao Meng. Don't let her disturb the few people chatting happily. Then she stood on the spot and listened with interest.

"Her kind of person, she looks pure and beautiful, but she's really home to anyone else!" This time it was a three-line actor, born in a tender model, with a standard awl face, and a cigarette in his hand. At the end of these words, there was a sneer, a breath of smoke, and a beautiful eyes, and continued to say in a contemptuous tone: "But she is quite calm, do not know if she does not know Your scandals have been exposed, and you still have a thick skin, and it doesn’t matter if you expose them!"