The young lady smiled and sat next to the woman, "To me, these things are not important. Now I just want to be an ordinary person, live an ordinary life with the person I like."

"A flower was inserted into cow dung."

The woman snorted coldly, still resenting for her sister, "I really don't know what you like about him."

"What do you know?" Xiaoman didn't want to interrupt, but now he couldn't help it. "The master is the best."

"Can you do?" The woman still snorted coldly, "Hmph."

The more Xiaoman looked at this very fucked face, the more he felt that this woman was hateful. He snorted coldly and ignored her and secretly sent a text message to Chen Fan, "Your aunt said bad things about you!"

"Hmph." Chen Fan sat in the garden of a high-end villa. When he saw this text message, he couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Huang Ying twisted her butt and walked over, sitting next to Chen Fan with a fruit pan in her hand.

Logically speaking, she had a freak before, so she should have kept her distance from Chen Fan. But she didn't know what this woman was thinking. Recently, she has never forgotten to get close to Chen Fan. She looks more attentive than Yang Mi. Judging from the current situation alone, Chen Fan believes that as long as she gets her to a place where there is no one, she may lie on the table and take off her pants at any time.

In Qingqing's words, this is called "one-bag pat" but Chen Fan knew in his heart that these women are all scheming bitches who can't get up early without profit. If there is no special need, who will get close to you here?

Fortunately, it is not the first time Chen Fan has done such a thing with others. Although he looks down on her, he does not show it on the surface. He uses his talents and uses everything. This is the fundamental way to use people. Even a piece of toilet paper has its uses, let alone an individual. Besides, she does have some special resources in her hands. There are some things that Chen Fan may not be easy to use, but it may be a matter of one sentence if he falls into someone else. Without saying this, it is indeed a very pleasant thing to be able to drink tea and chat with a first-line actress like Huang Ying. Beautiful work is good, so who doesn’t like such a woman?

After all, Chen Fan is also a mortal.

"You are so slutty, your husband doesn't care about you?"

Knocking the melon seeds, Chen Fan asked something he had always wanted to ask.

Yang Mi and Huang Ying are like this, as if these female celebrities with men and children don’t care about being like people at all. What’s the point of filming too much?

"See what you said, if you really cheat within marriage, will the problem be small?"

The woman gave Chen Fan a little shyly, "We have divorced. Actually, it happened a long time ago. Isn't Yang Mi the same?"

"But, why don't I know about this?"

"Can you tell me that both husband and wife do this. Once they divorce, there will be black information, and the man and the woman will be affected, and the agency cannot allow it. So they are all fake couples, each playing their own games, and they barely maintain it for the sake of a child."

"Then do you still live together?"

"Um."

"Why are you still there when it's okay?"

"Why are you asking everything?"

Huang Ying felt a little embarrassed and gently hit Chen Fan with her little hands.

"I'm curious."

"What's the use of curiosity, it has nothing to do with you."

Huang Ying sighed quietly, "I have been together for so long, and I have been tired of playing. Sometimes I feel that I can still have a shot. I don't pay attention to anyone, and I have my own life and my own circle."

"Do you have your own lover?"

"What are you asking about this?"

Huang Ying looked at Chen Fan shyly, "You want to kill him and then go on it yourself! You are so beautiful!"

"That won't be." Chen Fan was most disgusted with her expression that was so slutty that it was about to flow out of water. He looked at the empty surroundings leisurely. The entire manor belonged to Huang Ying. I really don't understand the world of rich people.

"You said, if I did you here, will it be in the news tomorrow?"

Chen Fan suddenly said something.

"Then you have to do it here, you won't go inside."

The woman laughed and scolded.

"Do you just have no intention of resisting?"

Chen Fan looked at her with laughter and cry.

"I can kill him if someone else. If it were you, it would be different. You are my good brother."

Huang Ying and Chen Fan are flirting with each other, and they look really shameless.

"How old do you call me brother?"

"This has something to do with size, I like to call it that way."

"Then you might as well call your godfather."

"Okay, as long as you can stand it."

“…”

Chen Fan was speechless, smiled bitterly, and couldn't answer the words.

"Seriously, I like you a little."

Huang Ying suddenly said something and took a sip of red wine, "I think you are so mysterious, it's particularly attractive to me."

"Stop coming."

"real."

Huang Ying looked at Chen Fan with a smile, "Or how good can I treat you in KTV that day?"

"Take it down, as far as I know, you prefer that Korean."

"Yes, but that's not before you."

"Then what do you like me?"

"I like you……"

“Big and powerful.”

Chen Fan grinned his teeth.

"screw you!"

Huang Ying was also amused and beat Chen Fan.

"I'll tell you serious. From now on, I'll recognize you as a god brother. If you have any use in the future, you can say hello at any time, okay?"

Huang Ying raised her wine glass with anticipation.

Chen Fan hesitated for a moment, "I'll think about it."

"What else are you thinking about?"

Huang Ying pouted and acted coquettishly with Chen Fan, sat directly beside Chen Fan, approached and whispered, "Are you afraid that I will be trapped or are your wife asking you to kneel on the washboard?"

Chen Fan was silent for a moment and smiled, "I'm afraid you'll eat me."

At the same time, the Cang Temple.

The old monk sat together and was discussing countermeasures in the meditation hall. The old monk weighed the letter written by Chen Fan in his hand and said to everyone, "That's how it is. You said, what should we do."

"Master, logically speaking, this thing is a troublemaker. It is not auspicious to put it in our temple. If you can't suppress it, you may cause trouble. If you ask me, it's better to do less than something more. You should be treated with caution!" A monk looked bitter.

"Yes, Master, this is an inauspicious thing, not a local thing. So how can we control a demon from afar?" Another monk echoed.

The old monk pinched the Buddhist beads in his hand and remained silent. He opened his eyes and looked at the monks who were crying behind closed doors and cried, "So, I will tell you what you think."

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