Chapter 138 Get out of the entertainment circle

The phone number was called by Chang Yan.

Sang He frowned, really not understanding what Chang Yan called her down so late.

"No time." Sang He directly refused.

At this time, the audience who were watching the live broadcast were all guessing.

[Who made the phone call so late? It seems that something is happening.]

【Help, this feeling of guessing every day is really bad. Can you tell me directly if you come to me?】

Sang He's refusal was as expected by Chang Yan. He lit a cigarette and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Don't forget, I am still your boss now."

Upon hearing this, Sang He took a deep breath.

If she hadn't been able to afford the sky-high liquidated damages, she wouldn't have been so passive.

[Sanghe quickly get out of the entertainment industry. I feel disgusted when I look at such an artist with lack of character.]

I called her out in the middle of the night just to say this?

It's really inexplicable.

Chang Yan put away his phone, walked two steps forward, and stood in front of Sang He with a wrong position.

Cleverly, this photo perfectly captured her face, not only Chang Yan's back, but also very vague. Except for the man who could see that she was a man, there was nothing else.

As soon as the phone was connected, Bai Wanchang's slightly unhappy voice came through the receiver:

The criticism in the comment section is even more terrible.

When you think about it, you will know that Bai Wanchang came for things on hot searches.

Sang He's face was calm and he spoke softly: "No need, if there is nothing else, I'll go back first."

Luo Zhen, who was reading the newspaper, heard this and moved his eyes from the newspaper to Bai Wanchang's properly kept face, and said earnestly: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. We parents, so don't interfere too much."

Sang He, who thought it was just a small episode, went back and put his hand on Mianmian's belly and fell asleep.

On the dining table, the mother and daughter were eating quietly.

Has she never had a biological child, but what about the ending?

It is already extremely kind that God is willing to arrange Mianmian with him, and she doesn't want to look back.

It was called by Luo Wenmo's mother Bai Wanchang.

After saying that, he turned around and left without caring about what Chang Yan had to say.

There is only one photo that was taken when she went down to meet Chang Yan last night.

She didn't say anything, Bai Wanchang paused and continued, "You are not young anymore, Mianmian is also well-behaved, but after all, it's not my own child. I didn't urge you before, and I was considerate of you, but you can take a look at it yourself.

, What have you done?"

His purpose has been achieved.

When she woke up the next morning, Sang He changed Mianmian's clothes as usual, and after washing, she made a simple breakfast.

On the other side.

Bai Wanchang frowned and wanted to say something, but Sang He hung up the phone directly.

"I don't have time." Sang He took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible.

[It turns out that dogs can't change their shit. Is Sanghe unable to survive after leaving the financial backer?]

[I am so thick-skinned. If something like this happens to me, I will jump off the building and Sang He will be like a ok person.]

I saw that the first and second hot searches are all about myself.

"Why is this kid so unscrupulous?" Bai Wanchang put his phone on the table, and his chest seemed to be blocked.

[Why is Sanghe still here? Negative news is flying all over the sky. She is still in the mood to have a meal?]

The further you go, the more you scold you.

[It is no wonder that people who can do such things shamelessly have a good attitude.]

Sang He opened his phone as usual and wanted to take a look at the live broadcast room, but unexpectedly found a lot of curses on the barrage.

"Listen to me, quit the entertainment industry. You don't need to work at all. Our Luo family can support you. The old Chinese doctor I told you last time has already made an appointment. I'll take you over and take a look and take good care of it.

It is important for you to give birth to your own child as soon as possible.”

"What do you know?" Bai Wanchang rolled her eyes in anger and got up and stood up.

#Sanghe meets strange men in private late at night#

#Suspectedly the financial owner behind Sanghe was exposed#

Sang He suddenly realized the hot search terms with a puzzled look.

Just as I was about to turn off my cell phone to have dinner, I suddenly called again.

"I saw the information on the Internet. Sanghe, it's not me that I said you, women should take care of their husbands and children at home, rather than showing up all day long. You and Wen Mo have been married for many years and are no longer a little girl. They meet men in the middle of the night.

I hope this kind of thing will not happen again in the future. You will have a lot of impact on Mianmian."

Listening to these words, Sang He felt sarcastic.

Sang He looked at Chang Yan suspiciously.

[Is it interesting to deceive fans like this? I feel sorry for your fans for you.]

In desperation, Sanghe had to press the answer button.

Suddenly, a soft little hand gently placed on the back of her hand.

It was a biological child again. Upon hearing this, Sang He couldn't even control his emotions.

What happened?

His eyebrows frowned, Sang He put down his chopsticks and opened his Weibo.

Sang He's eyes gradually turned cold, and the corners of his mouth were shaking a sarcastic curve.

It was already 10:30 in the evening. Sanghe walked off the floor and saw Chang Yan leaning against a limited edition sports car to look at his phone.

After hanging up the phone, Sang He breathed a little rapid, his mind was filled with what Bai Wanchang said and the dead child. In a state of upset, his emotions gradually collapsed.

Once again, Chang Yan was rejected, but he was not angry and embarrassed. Instead, he turned his head slightly to look at the light hidden behind the grass, and curled his lips slightly.

"I heard that Luo Wenmo returned to the research institute today?" Although it was a question, Chang Yan used a positive tone, "The nature of his work is destined to not be with you often. Why not look at me and follow me and guarantee that you have it.

I can enjoy endless resources, in the entire entertainment industry, I can give you all you want."

Sang He hung up the phone directly, and he didn't rush. Instead, he told Mianmian a bedtime story. It was not until Mianmian fell asleep that she slowly changed her clothes and went out.

"What's the matter?" Sang He said coldly after walking over.

[Someone called Sang He before the live broadcast was closed last night. He pretended to be noble and said he was not free. Who knew that he would go down to have a private meeting with a man after the live broadcast. Is it cheap?]

Sanghe didn't want to answer, but the phone kept ringing. The little dumpling breasts who were concentrating on breakfast said, "Mom, your phone is ringing."

In an instant, it seemed as if he was healed, Sang He's mood couldn't help but get much better.

"Mom, are you unhappy?" Mom tilted her head and blinked her beautiful big eyes, and said softly, "Is it good to sing a song for Mom?"

Sang He's heart suddenly became filled with something, and she chuckled: "Okay."

Mianmian was singing vigorously, and a slightly rapid sound of knocking on the door began.
Chapter completed!