Chapter 397 Revenge of the Actress (12)

Moreover, Hei He also fulfilled his wish and got him some hair loss pills.

Don't you want to be bald? Then just go bald.

Hey, hey, back, Xia Ling was asleep, but it was a little excited. It didn't dare to disturb Xia Ling, so it went to spy on the whereabouts of the devil.

*

In a Bauhaus minimalist villa.

The man was leaning on the sofa in the living room, his hair was slightly wet, he was wearing a white towel and only shorts, and he was sitting under the lamp reading a script.

Although his complexion is fair, Shen Sibai's figure is a model that looks thinner when dressed, and fleshy when undressed.

Between the waist and abdomen, there is a smooth mermaid line, as well as restrained and firm eight-pack abs.

The water droplets from the wet hair ran down his chest, slid on his abdominal muscles, and wet his shorts again...

Hei Hei's aesthetics are in the same line as Xia Ling's, so it's a feast for the eyes at this time.

But while feasting his eyes, Hei He finally remembered the business.

It quietly read Shen Sibai's script.

Huh? Is it a reality show?

At this moment, Shen Sibai, who was sitting on the sofa, frowned slightly, put down the script and looked around the room.

Hi, go back quickly.

It didn't expect that Shen Sibai could be so keenly aware of its existence in this ordinary modern social interface.

*

The next day, Xia Ling put on makeup and cleaned up.

The assistant and driver are waiting for her below.

Xia Ling got in the car and was about to go to the company.

And Hey Hey couldn't wait to present the treasure.

"Host, do you know? I went to see Lord Demon King yesterday and saw Lord Demon King reading the script. What do you think is Lord Demon King's latest schedule?"

Xia Ling: "The reality show "Take You Traveling"?"

Hi, hi: "... how do you know."

"It's in the plot." Xia Ling stroked the hair next to her ears, and the car arrived downstairs at the company.

Earlier than her were the reporters squatting downstairs of Linxian Entertainment.

They had already set up their battles and just waited for Xia Ling to get off the car.

"Sister Ran, follow us for a while, don't say anything, just join the company." The assistant turned back and said to Xia Ling.

In response, the car stopped at the gate of the company.

And the reporters rushed in quickly.

Xia Ling followed the assistant out of the car.

"Miss Miran, can you tell me, is there really an affair between you and Lin Hao?"

"Miss Miran, when you dated Lin Hao, did you know that he already had a wife?"

"Miss Mi Ran, you have no social relationship with Lin Hao, why are you going on a date with him?"

...

One sharp topic was asked by the reporters.

"Rang Rang! Rang Rang! Sister Ran is in a bad mood today and won't answer any questions. Thank you everyone."

The company's security guards and assistants guard Xia Ling together, so that Xia Ling can walk in the crowd.

Xia Ling glanced around among the reporters.

Suddenly, she tentatively took over a reporter's microphone with her slender and pale hand.

"Sister Ran!" The assistant was a little anxious.

And giving her a comforting look, Xia Ling's gaze swept over these reporters lightly.

"I am also waiting for the police to answer these questions. As for the truth? After the case is determined, I will apply to my agent for a press conference. At that time, I hope everyone can participate. Now I will not answer any questions , please go back, too."

Wearing an elegant jade-colored skirt, the woman's complexion is like snow, her eyes are calm, and the maroon waves are scattered on her shoulders, making her whole person look charming and beautiful.

It seems that her elegant and generous appearance has not been affected by yesterday's bad incident at all.