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Chapter 8 The national male god fell in love with me 8

Fusang's thick and slender black eyelashes trembled slightly, and he shook his head: "It's okay."

Oh, she is a beautiful girl, how could she break the bad guy's hand with a gentle snatch?

If one day she is excited to hug the male god...

The picture is too cruel.

Fu Sang took out his cell phone and called the police.

The police dispatch in City S was very fast. Within ten minutes, the police arrived at the apartment and controlled the fainted man.

The police took Fu Sang to take the record and confirmed that the man broke into the room to commit the crime, so he asked her to go home.

A few days later.

There will be a celebration banquet after the premiere of the hilarious movie "The Cute Master of Wulin", and many actors, directors and investment chambers will attend the banquet in the entertainment industry.

She and her agent should have attended the banquet, gained the favor of Director Wang, and he steadily got a female role in the movie "Fallen".

However, the agent gave her resources to another actress in her name.

Fusang entered the banquet.

In the luxurious hotel, people in luxurious clothes were chatting and laughing with wine glasses, and the famous actress was accompanied by the rich businessman, with a fake or smug smile on her face.

Fu Sang stood quietly in the corner and looked into the distance.

The actor Xiao Mu is a national male god. As soon as he appears, he snatched everyone's attention. The beautiful actress in a glamorous dress walked over to say hello to him.

Xiao Muru looked at nothing, and even a beauty ignored her, and her eyes were scanning the scene.

When he saw Fu Sang, his ink-like eyes paused slightly and quickly turned away.

Fusang was considering whether to go over, but suddenly a voice came.

"Su Xiu?"

A greasy middle-aged man stood in front of her, stretching out his fat and salty hand to hug her.

Su Xiu took two steps back and avoided his hand.

This middle-aged man is one of the investors in the movie Boss Ma. His son is about the same age as her. He is in his fifties and likes to play with actresses in the entertainment industry.

Fusang smiled and said, "I'll go to the bathroom if I lose my companion."

Without waiting for his reaction, he left directly.

Walk to the rooftop.

A smile flashed in Fu Sang's bright and moving eyes. He took out the cell phone of the fat pig just now, called his wife, and hung up.

After a moment, the phone called.

"Hey~" Fusang said deliberately and pretentiously: "Who are you?"

"Who are you?! Where is my husband! Why are you holding her phone!" Boss Ma's wife was furious.

Fu Sang changed his voice again, arrogantly and despised: "Are you Boss Ma's wife? You, an ugly and old woman, shouldn't you divorce him quickly! Boss Ma bought you tens of millions of insurance. If you don't divorce, you can just wait to die! Humph!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Fu Sang let out a few breaths, his delicate eyebrows and smiled, and he was about to throw away his phone.

Click.

The phone is broken.

“…”

In the banquet.

Boss Ma was a little drunk, a little demented, ignoring his image, and the fat on his face trembled with a smile.

"Guess which actress I can get to bed tonight?"

"Boss Ma is still good, who did you get tonight?" asked the investor who was around.

Xiao Mu was chatting with the director nearby, and could hear them when they were close together.

Those dirty things about investors and actresses are no longer surprising to people in the circle.

Xiao Mu's eyes were faint and he didn't care at all.

Unexpectedly, Boss Ma's words instantly gathered his handsome eyebrows and eyes.

"Su Xiu."
Chapter completed!
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