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Chapter 1988 Jingting is coming

I saw Zhang Linmo explaining to her while having breakfast, "Why did I beat him up today? It's because I treat you as a friend."

Xu Jinxia faced his eyes, and there was no emotion on her beautiful face.

He continued, "I know that your scandal with him will cause trouble to you, affect your acting status, and will not be good for your personality. You have not adapted to the rules of the entertainment industry yet."

Xu Jinxia didn't say anything, and she didn't thank him.

After all, the matter was so big that it hurt people and he was also injured, which also affected the filming progress of the entire drama.

Outside the hall.

The limited edition Lamborghini stopped, the black-clad bodyguard opened the car door, and Jingting got out of the car. He was tall and tall, with a cold and handsome face, and had a cold aura.

The director's assistant happened to walk out of the hall and accidentally saw this man who was like a god from afar and the car that he could not buy even if he had money.

She was so scared that she raised her chest and quickly turned around to notify the director!

After a while, just as Jingting was taking steps in, the director rushed out with a heart.

"Mr. Jing, why are you here?" He was extremely nervous and came to him with steps, following his steps.

The director's mind was a little confused, and he didn't even dare to breathe, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Jingting did not answer or stop, his aura was enough to give people a sense of oppression.

The director followed him, sighed, and then said with a little complaining, "Mr. Jing, to be honest, I think Xu Jinxia shouldn't join the group. Today, Mr. Mo and Han Mingze fought with him, and it is said that it was because of this woman."

Jingting turned his eyes to look at him as he walked, and a trace of coldness flashed through his deep eyes, "Xu Jinxia is my friend, do you think she or you?"

"..." The director was frightened and followed General Jing and felt his blood solidify.

After a while, Jingting said, "Let An Qier and Xu Jinxia change roles and remake the whole show, and all the losses are counted as mine."

If the director hadn't heard it with his own ears, he would never believe it was the fact.

"Yes, yes, I'll make arrangements right away." He didn't even dare to refute the punctuation mark and wanted to replace Angel? Why? What does the fight today have to do with Angel?

Angel is really innocent.

Jingting walked towards Zhang Linmo's lounge, and the bodyguards who followed him were waiting by the car.

The door of the lounge was open, and the director felt cold sweating on his back.

At this time, the doctor had disinfected Lin Mo's injured hands and put a large band-aid on it.

When Jingting entered the door, he saw Xu Jinxia sitting on the sofa feeding Zhang Linmo with buns.

Zhang Linmo was like a child. He enjoyed it very much, as if he had forgotten the pain and took it for granted.

As footsteps came, everyone in the lounge looked up and saw Jingting coming in.

"Mr. Jing." The doctor who had finished his work saluted respectfully and packed the medicine box and left quickly. The man's aura was too cold and his body could not withstand it after being in the long run.

He greeted Heng softly, "Mr. Jing."

Jingting ignored anyone and locked his eyes on Zhang Linmo from the beginning of entering the door. Seeing his bruised nose and swollen face and obviously looking like he was a little annoyed.

He thinks fighting is a low-level behavior.

Xu Jinxia happened to feed him a cup of soy milk and a bun, and she stood up with another bun.

At this time, Zhang Linmo's stomach was also getting better, and there was food at the bottom of his stomach.

"General Jing." Xu Jinxia also greeted Jingting.


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