Feng Huaijin watched her long eyelashes flutter lightly, obedient like a doll, her rosy cheeks even more charming and adorable.
Feng Huaijin instinctively swallowed, imdiately lowered his eyes and continued eating noodles.
"Don’t look at like that," Feng Huaijin said sulkily, paused for a few seconds, then added, "Of course, you shouldn’t look at others like that either."
Su Li’s lips twitched, he really did mind his own business there.
Feng Huaijin quickly finished his noodles, put down his chopsticks, wiped his lips, and said, "If I help you, this matter can be resolved easily."
A small Chenguang Entertainnt wants to force Su Li’s studio to sell, they must be thinking too highly of themselves!
Su Li looked at the rising public opinion, yet laughed sweetly, "No need, I think I can solve it myself."
Doesn’t seem like a particularly big deal, right?
Feng Huaijin raised an eyebrow gently, sowhat unsure, and stared at Su Li, "Are you sure?"
Su Li leaned back on the sofa, her voice sowhat soft, "Of course, I can handle such a small matter, otherwise how could I be a boss? Okay... if I can’t solve it, I’ll reach out to you first, how about that?"
Feng Huaijin squinted his eyes, reminding her, "Rember, co to first."
Don’t go to Feng Ciye!
Su Li looked at Feng Huaijin’s serious expression and suddenly felt like laughing, nodded obediently.
As long as Feng Huaijin steps in, everything can be resolved.
But she can’t rely on him forever, she also needs to resolve things herself.
Su Li sent Feng Huaijin out the door, noticed his gaze fell on the phone in her hand, she waved the phone, a bit proudly said, "How about it? Isn’t it pretty? Do you like it? Should I buy you one too?"
Feng Huaijin thought of that Tuanzi, so words stuck in his throat but he swallowed them, said blandly, "No need."
Can’t ask.
If it turns out wrong after asking, he’ll fall into his own pit!
Investigate, keep investigating.
There’s no wall in the world that doesn’t let the wind through!
Su Li watched him leave awkwardly, looked at her phone case again, she really thought it was beautiful.
Su Li returned to her room, sat down, and saw Tuanzi sent a picture.
Su Li’s expression changed, feeling a bit sour at heart.
The picture showed a composition topic, next to it was a glaring zero score. Clearly, Tuanzi hadn’t written anything.
"Please tell about your family, word count 120 words. (20 points)"
A first-grade student’s essay.
[Tuanzi loves Mama the most: Mama, this is my worst score ever T^T Uncle also ignores .]
Su Li suddenly felt so resentnt, why do elentary students always have such topics?
"My mother," "My father," "My family"... yet these types of topics!
Tuanzi was sowhat despondent, he actually wanted to write, he has parents, he even saw them himself recently, he could still chat with his mama daily.
But... these are secrets, can’t be known by outsiders.
[Su Li: Then next ti Tuanzi encounters such topics, write about your mories of papa and mama.]
Su Li’s heart was feeling sour, Zhou Yitian suddenly sent WeChat.
[Zhou Yitian: Boss, Yan Huan the screenwriter added my WeChat, demanding we sell the studio quickly, otherwise she won’t be polite, and told the public opinion on Weibo is just an appetizer.]
Su Li’s expression instantly darkened as if a pot bottom.
Yan Huan?
That shaless female screenwriter?
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