The Studious Goddess Is Not To Be Provoked

  Chapter 274 Why Did You Say Her Life Is So Good

  It was only his plan that started, but Xia Wei'an fell off the cliff. Without this woman, what would he have done so hard to do?

  Gu Qianye gave a wry smile, stood up from the same place, ready to leave.

  He is only interested in this woman and wants to get her. He doesn't have much deep feelings that he can't give up. There is natural loss, but he will not lose himself in decadence.

  The most emotionally emotional among the three is undoubtedly the director Ma Shaojie!

The heroine fell off the cliff, and all his efforts were in vain, and the whole play had to be remade. I heard that Xia Wei'an is still the only artist in Weiai Film and Television. At that time, no matter what the reason is, it will be necessary to hold accountability, leaving these two reasons aside. He is also a person who cherishes talent. Xia Wei'an is one of the few actresses he has worked with. She is one of the best acting female artists. She has often done one, and filming her scenes is really fast and good.

  Such a good person has suffered such an experience now, it is really sad to sigh, God is jealous of talent!

  Ma Shaojie lowered his head dejectedly, with mixed feelings in his heart, and prepared to get up and return to the crew to make arrangements.

  He and Gu Qianye walked one after another.

   "Director horse, lead horse, it's a great happy event!"

The deputy director rode a motorbike and drove up from a distance. When he reached the two of them, he stopped the motorbike at a sudden brake, jumped off, took out his mobile phone and handed it to Ma Shaojie, saying: "Look, Xia Wei'an is okay! She was rescued and sent to the hospital. She just woke up at this moment. She has posted to Moments, and the agent also called to report her safety!"

  Ma Shaojie was stunned for several seconds, then turned to look at the assistant director, and asked uncertainly: "You mean Xia Wei'an is fine?"

   "Yes, look, she also posted a circle of friends!"

The deputy director handed the phone forward again. As soon as Ma Shaojie was about to look at it, the phone was snatched away. Gu Qianye stared at the smiling woman in the photo, and saw that she was safe and sound except for the scars on her face. , The hanging heart slowly fell back to the original place, and a relaxed smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

  He handed the phone to Ma Shaojie, and now he is really ready to go back to rest.

Ma Shaojie hurriedly reached out to pick it up. Before he touched the phone, he was intercepted again. He was about to get angry. He looked up and saw Xu Zhan. The fire in his stomach was instantly extinguished. He had to wait for them to finish reading. Look!

Xu Zhan stared at the photos, and saw that she wrote that there must be a blessing if you survive a catastrophe, so he threw the phone to Ma Shaojie, muttering to herself, and said in a scornful tone: "As the saying goes Good, good people don’t live long, and the scourge lasts for thousands of years. Lord Yan dare not accept such a fierce and ugly woman!"

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  At this time in Xia's house, Xia was so angry that she cut all the quilts and sheets on the bed with scissors to vent her anger. Chu Mingfeng stood aside with a gloomy face, allowing her daughter to vent her resentment.

A person they thought was dead suddenly said that they were not dead when they accepted the fact and were excited about it. It feels like eating something they like and suddenly eating a fly caught in it. , It is unspeakable disgusting.

   "Mom, why did you say that her life is so good, so high that she can't be killed by her!"

  I was really tired from cutting in summer, so I threw away both the scissors and the sheets.

  She originally hoped that Xia Weian would live, so that she would be safe and sound, and would not be punished, but when Chu Mingfeng let her know that Xia Weian’s death could bring her countless benefits, her conscience was completely wiped out!

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  (End of this chapter)