Chapter 47

In her sleep, she vaguely noticed that someone was holding her while walking. Chang Huan opened her eyes in a dazed way, and her vision reflected Jiang shaoxun's angular outline. She did not know whether she was in a dream or in reality. She adjusted her comfortable posture and went to sleep again.

The person in the bosom moved, Jiang shaoxun bowed his head, lips slightly bent, voice deep: "I'm not afraid to sell you."

After taking Chang Huan back to his room, Jiang shaoxun didn't spend the night here, but drove away from the villa.

When Changhuan wakes up the next day, her body is empty. Somehow, she seems to be lost. After a long time, she sighs. After getting up to wash, she goes directly to the set.

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After the foot injury was completely healed, because she performed very well in the shooting of "Changge Tianxia", the director specially asked the screenwriter to add a little play to her. Sometimes she would shoot night plays, and usually she finished work late, which made Changhuan even busier.

As Jiang shaoxun's lover, her life is not much different from that before, because Jiang shaoxun has never seen him since he promised to teach her dance that night, and she doesn't know whether he was too busy or because he answered the phone that night.

Seeing that the opening ceremony of the next modern romantic drama "if you are well" is about to be held, Chang Huan is a little worried. The female number one of the next drama is a dance teacher. Although she only needs to dance for half a minute, if she just crams to learn dance temporarily, others can see it at a glance.

She is a dedicated actress, casual is not her style.

Seeing that Changhuan was also a little worried during the rest, sister Zhao could not help but worry: "Changhuan, I always see that you are absent-minded recently. Is something wrong?"

Chang Huan shook his head: "sister Zhao, what can I do for you?"

"You've been busy for nearly half a month. There's a holiday in the next two days. You can have a good rest at home."

Sister Zhao reminds Chang Huan to take a look at her mobile phone, only to find that it has really been half a month, and she has not seen Jiang shaoxun for half a month

"Sister Zhao, I'll have a rest two days after tomorrow. I'd better go home and have a look at it." I don't think I've seen it for a long time. I promised to give it back to Jiang shaoxun last time, but I haven't got it yet.

After moving into Jiang shaoxun's home, Chang Huan later also found time to go back to the original apartment to look for the button, but he didn't find it. It was put in some corner.

"Nie Changhuan, there's your express."

Changhuan is thinking wildly, and suddenly sees the staff of the florist come over with a big bunch of delicate roses.

Sister Zhao looked suspiciously at Changhuan: "I don't know which fan you are. It's been sent for several days in a row."

Changhuan is also puzzled. After she signed her name, she held the bunch of flowers. For half a month, someone sent her a big bunch of flowers every day, but she didn't leave her name. When she asked the florist staff, they didn't know.

Every day, there is no repetition of flowers. Today, we receive the black rose, which is mysterious, just like the flower sender.

Changhuan gives the rose to sister Zhao and asks her to deal with it.

It's early to finish work today. Chang Huan is going to take the nanny car as usual. Maybe it's because of the narrow road. When he got to the nanny car, another crew just finished shooting.

Chang Huan saw Nie Changqing, who was the star of the stars. Last time, Nie Chang Qing and Nie Xun beat the boss of the store and exposed it. It didn't cause much impact on her. Because Nie had money, the public relations company was awesome.

Nie Changqing also saw Changhuan. Her eyes also glanced at Nie Changhuan's ankle, and her lips gave a scornful smile. She waved to Nie Changhuan, and a golden thing was flashing between her fingers.

The golden thing looked familiar, and the long cheering suddenly smothered. How could the button on Jiang shaoxun's clothes be in her hand?

Nie Changqing also toward Changhuan provocatively hook fingers, red lips light open: come to take it!

Far away, unable to hear the voice, Changhuan still understood Nie Changqing's lips.

Go and get it?

She wanted to know why the button was in Nie Changqing's hand, but she didn't plan to go there. She looked down at her watch and counted the time.

Nie Changqing see Changhuan did not come over, she can't help, let the people around to leave first, and then directly went to Changhuan side.

"Do you want to know why I have this button?" Nie Changqing took the lead in opening her mouth. She also turned around to Chang Huan and looked at Chang Huan's clothes. "Nie Changhuan, you are promising. You are wearing such a good brand of clothes. Are you taken care of? And... Your foot's not broken, is it? I thought you were going to lie for ten or eight years... "

Changhuan looked at Nie Changqing with a smile, but his smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "what are you talking about? My ankle is injured because of you. If I tell the media casually, how will the media report you let me get hurt? "

"Will the media say that you are jealous that I got the role back and then deliberately hurt me?" Changhuan continues to smile. Her voice is very light. It seems that she is just chatting. What she says makes Nie Changqing scared.

Nie Changqing knows that now she can no longer appear any negative news. She bites her teeth and looks at Nie Changhuan as if she is looking at a stranger.

In Nie Changqing's impression, Nie Changhuan has always been soft and weak. Even knowing Lu Xiangyuan and her affair, Nie Changhuan can bear to knock off her teeth and swallow them in her stomach. When did she begin to fight back?

Nie Changqing turned her eyes. She put the button in her palm and gave Changhuan a haughty smile: "I've seen it. It's the exclusive design of a French designer. He doesn't have many customers. So what's the relationship between the owner of the button and you? At that time, are you more shocked by the fact that you are kept? Or am I more shocked by your injury? "

Changhuan seems to have heard some funny jokes. She laughs: "with this button?"

"Yes, this is what I found in your apartment. I'm afraid." Nie Changqing complacent, as if he had caught the handle of Nie Changhuan.

"Oh?" Nie Changhuan pick eyebrows, hands into the pocket, "you have been to my apartment?"

"So what? What can't be done with money? If you don't want me to tell you about your custody, you'll let go of Xiangyuan. "

Nie Changqing is still talking, Changhuan has made a phone call: "Hello! Excuse me, is that Mr. policeman? Yes, I want to call the police. Someone broke into my apartment and stole my things. The location is XXX... "