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Chapter 557 Starlight and You Are Bright 18

"What else do you want to have an invitation letter?" Yan Kun said in a slightly stern tone: "Don't think of giving that little man a good person! He will only make jokes when he goes to such a banquet!"

Fu Sang knew that Brother Zha had misunderstood and thought she wanted to give it to Qu Jiacheng.

Brother Zha likes to play with celebrities in the entertainment industry, but he doesn’t look down on the people in the circle. In his eyes, Qu Jiacheng is just a useless little guy.

There is a difference between actors and celebrities, such as seeking good actors and superb artists.

Fu Sang explained helplessly: "It's not for Qu Jiacheng, don't talk nonsense, I'll send someone an invitation letter!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"I actually hung up my phone!" Yan Kun said angrily.

It was easy for him to get a letter of invitation, but Sang Bao didn't give it to Qu Jiacheng. Who would she want to give the letter of invitation?

Yan Kun knows her sister better, and she won’t do anything that doesn’t work.

I just don’t know what happened, but I fell in love with the little face named Qu Jiacheng for no reason.

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As night falls gradually, the city like a steel forest lit up lights of lights of various colors.

After get off work, Fusang went to make a styling and put on high-end customized dresses.

A dark blue long skirt wrapped around her delicate figure, revealing her fair and slender calves as she walked, revealing her faint temptation.

"Mr. Yan, the car has arrived."

Fu Sang nodded, took the elevator downstairs, and walked out of the company.

The cool and flamboyant car parked on the side of the road. When she saw her walking out, the car window behind her rolled down, revealing a handsome face.

Fu Sang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

It is worthy of being a family, and they all look particularly exquisite.

No wonder the actresses in the entertainment industry were eager to pounce on him immediately and peel down a few layers of gold when they saw him.

Yan Kun in the car looked at her a few times, showed an admiring expression, and said, "You are so different from a girl, Sang Bao, you are dressing very beautifully tonight."

Fu Sang's eyes flashed slightly, he curled his lips and said, "Don't use the trick of coaxing women to me."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Yan Kun's face and said, "Your brother, I really praise you."

He got out of the car and opened the car door for her: "Princess, please."

Fusang sat into the car.

After getting in the car, Yan Kun ordered the driver to drive, looked at her for a few glances, and said, "I heard that the boy you have been chasing recently seems to have a bad luck."

Qu Jiacheng has been very frustrated recently. The album list was squeezed out by Hua Ci, and his fans were lost.

He Sitong has always wanted to contact Fusang, but she can't make a phone call every time.

Brother Zha, who often participates in the entertainment industry, naturally heard about this news. He is not busy with his sister yet, so he doesn’t know about Qu Jiacheng’s situation.

Fu Sang said in a faint tone: "I'll change the baby."

In the culture of the circle, the baby usually represents the stars you pursue, but most of them are used to describe younger stars.

Yan Kun said in surprise: "It's changed. Are you chasing that little white face again?"

Fu Sang smiled without saying a word, took out his cell phone and dialed Ning Sirou's phone number.

The phone was answered quickly.

Fu Sang asked in a gentle tone: "Sister Rou, have you given him the invitation letter?"

"Give it." Ning Sirou reported.

"Okay." Fu Sang hung up the phone.

Yan Kun became even more curious and wanted to pry open his sister's mouth.

"Which little face do you like? Tell your brother quickly!"

Fu Sang glanced at him and said, "He is not a novice."

The look of implicit warning scared Yan Kun so much that he said: "Okay, okay, you're not a novice, who is it? It's not Huo Xiaodong, right?"

"No." Fusang shook his head.
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