Tang Huan's shamelessness has obviously broken through the sky.

If the fabricated bed scene only made Han Qinghe eager to end this painful conversation, then Tang Huan made himself the male protagonist of this scene at this moment add fuel to the fire and completely drove Han Qinghe crazy.

"Tang Huan, get out of here!"

Han Qinghe's sow discord worked.

But it also spread the war to herself.

At this moment, she didn't want to see Tang Huan for a second. Even in her eyes, Molin who was pestering her to the point of being more pleasing to him.

And Molin, who was completely marginalized, was completely angered.

The male protagonist of the bed scene is not me, but you?

Where did you get the confidence of your kid? What is your kid?

This drama is our Donghuang investment, and it is also the responsibility of Donghuang. Do you think you are the male protagonist or the male protagonist? Are you drunk?

Morin's eyes were extremely gloomy.

Soon, the second general of Hum and Ha who was outside the door shouted in.

"Turn him out." Morin issued an order, his eyes filled with coldness.

Brother Huan, who was intimidated by force, did not admit defeat, but said for granted: "Every flower, grass, table and chair here are all our Shengtian. Even Miss Han can't blow me out. You?"

"Mr. Mo, I think you have eaten the expired brother, have you lost your wisdom?"

He was still talking freely, not taking the angry Molin and the crazy Han Qinghe seriously. Of course, he also ignored the two generals of Hum and Ha who were pressing step by step.

"Boom out!" Morin didn't want to waste his lips and tongue anymore.

He didn't want to see Tang Huan again for a second.

If it were on other occasions, Morin would be furious in his anger that two very evil bodyguards would destroy this kid.

The mouth is too broken!

Too brave!

Morin lived for twenty-eight years and had never seen such a disgusting bastard!

A bodyguard with bronze skin took action.

He was 185 years old and was very stern, with fierce and resolute eyes. At first glance, he knew that this guy was a martial artist and a retired soldier.

He took action quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, as if he seemed casual, but in fact he grabbed Tang Huan's shoulder with ease.

If this move is placed on an ordinary person, I am afraid that I will let out a pig-killing howl on the spot.

Tang Huan steadily picked up the milk tea cup with the arm that was being grabbed on his shoulder and took a sip without changing his face. Immediately, under the surprised gaze of the bodyguard, Tang Huan looked up and glanced at the bodyguard with a plain look: "Relax your dog's paws before I get angry."

The bodyguard felt Tang Huan's hard shoulders as hard as steel. He wanted to let go, but was shocked by Tang Huan's terrifying sense of oppression.

But he knew his identity very well. The bodyguard was to solve the problems of the employer. As long as it was not a murder or arson, the employer would not give orders, he could not retreat in a single step.

He secretly tried his best, trying to use a fierce force to pull Tang Huan on the chair and catch him off guard. It could be considered as giving himself a long face.

But his strength was so strong that he could not get any reaction.

"Disobedient."

Tang Huan shook his head slightly, and a strange color suddenly flashed in his dark and suddenly deep eyes. Then, he slowly stood up. No movement was seen on his shoulders, and the bodyguard's body couldn't help but retreat backwards, as if it was touching high voltage. His face turned as if it was ashen, and it looked extremely ugly.

"I believe someone told you not to pat others on the shoulders casually - bang!"

The porcelain cup in Tang Huan's hand suddenly slapped the bodyguard's forehead. The hard cup turned into pieces on the bodyguard's forehead. Countless sharp fragments cut the bodyguard's head and his face was bleeding. The picture was particularly terrifying.

Tang Huan's ruthless move was so fierce that even Molin was shocked.

Of course he knew the strength of his bodyguards. Even those uncles in the world always wanted to dig out of him. During several battles on the surface, this bodyguard also helped Morin gain a lot of face.

But today, he overturned the gutter. Morin was dissatisfied and wanted another bodyguard who had fought black fist for several years to take action. The bodyguard with blood on his face secretly winked and signaled Morin to avoid the edge for the time being.

"Qinghe, do you know what kind of company Shengtian is now? Even their agents can hurt people, let alone those management teams?"

Morin left this sentence and left the office with resentment.

As soon as the three of them left, Tang Huan sat down again.

He thought that his rude and cruel move would definitely shock Han Qinghe, who had never seen the world. At least, it also made Han Qinghe afraid of him.

But Han Qinghe's performance really disappointed Brother Huan.

"You are not only a bastard, but also a blind eye." Han Qinghe said with a expressionless face. "I will never cooperate with the society like you."

Tang Huan sighed lightly, and a strange look appeared on his slightly vicissitudes of life: "In order to help you solve the situation, I offended even Morin. I didn't expect you to see me like this."

After saying that, a faint sadness appeared in his eyes.

Save me?

I'm sure it's not jealousy, it's not that I have a hot temper, and I can't stand the grievance?

Although Han Qinghe has been perfectly protected since her debut, this does not mean that Han Qinghe does not have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. On the contrary, her IQ is very high. Otherwise, she would not have become a talented woman in the entertainment industry.

"Sheng Tian really can't force Miss Han. But I think, even if you want to terminate the contract with Donghuang, they will not agree." Tang Huan said with a serious face. "In addition, as far as I know, several entertainment companies with a background in the martial arts world have been trying to contact Miss Han. And you have not had a good response."

Although Han Qinghe Studio is invested by Shengtian, its overall operational authority is mostly in the hands of Han Qinghe. This is also the reason why Han Qinghe will choose to cooperate with Shengtian.

The problems that Han Qinghe cannot solve are also unsolvable by Sheng Tian. For example, the compulsory force of Donghuang Entertainment, such as those entertainment companies with deep backgrounds.

In this big dyeing vat, how difficult is Han Qinghe to protect himself?

"What do you want to express?" Han Qinghe raised his eyes slightly, but his face remained unchanged.

All the problems are only temporary for Han Qinghe, who is determined to pursue art.

At worst, she quits her own independent musician.

"I believe that Miss Han has her own way of dealing with things, and it is not that there is no way out at all." Tang Huan adjusted his tone and said softly. "But in my opinion, China has always lacked a super queen who can break out of Asia and enter the world stage. Miss Han is by far the most powerful and qualified. But without capital operation and maintenance, it is difficult for Miss Han to become a world-class artist, and it is even more impossible to enter the house."

"So?" Han Qinghe asked emotionally.

Even if she cannot become an artist or a world-class singer, she will not compromise with evil forces. For example, Morin, the shameless Tang Huan.

"So I hope Miss Han will not be too impulsive and discuss things slowly..."

Tang Huan still had to use her fair tongue, but Han Qinghe lost interest in talking. She shook her head lightly and said with a cold look: "Delete the kissing scene and I will join the group immediately. In addition, I can give Sheng Tian a certain operating rights."

After saying that, she stood up and said, "I'm going to enter the recording studio. Please go back."
Chapter completed!