Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried

Chapter 105: Is there a way to help me find something

  Chapter 105 Is there a way to help me find something for her to do?

  Hearing the girl's answer, Fu Xiyan choked for a while, and after a few seconds, he said again helplessly, "Where are you going?"

  The girl asked without answering, "Where are you going?"

   "Send it to someone."

   "Oh, then you send it first." As she spoke, the girl turned her gaze back to the programming book and looked down.

  The corner of Fu Xiyan's mouth twitched slightly, looking at the book held in the hands of the girl, he raised his hand, and took the programming book away from Gu Xiyue's hand with a strong attitude.

  Gu Xiyue turned her head and looked at Fu Xiyan emotionlessly.

  Fu Xiyan pretended not to see her like this, but started the car while saying: "Reading in a car is not good for your eyes."

  Gu Xiyue fell silent when she heard the words. After a few seconds, she took out her phone from her pocket and buried herself in playing games.

  The car drove outside the parking lot and stopped beside Su Yunling.

  Su Yunling wanted to get into the co-pilot seat, but when he saw a girl sitting in the co-pilot, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he turned to the back seat.

   "Old Fu, where did you pick up the little... girl?"

  I wanted to talk about children, but thought of a little girl who loves to be someone else’s grandfather, for some reason, I suddenly changed my words.

  Fu Xiyan paused for a moment when he heard the words, and spoke, "My uncle's grandfather's disciple, Gu Xiyue."

   "Your little aunt?"

  About Fu Xiyan having a little sister-in-law, Su Yunling heard from Tang Yichen.

  Tang Yichen said that Fu Xiyan had a little aunt, who was a very talented disciple that Fu Xiyan's uncle and grandfather took in when he was dying, and that she was still a little girl.

   Now it seems that it is really small.

  It looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old.

  Hearing Su Yunling's words, the eyes of the two people sitting in the front row paused.

  Fu Xiyan's expression was slightly stiff, and his hand holding the steering wheel was slightly tightened.

   Gritting his teeth secretly, he knew without thinking, that Tang Yichen must have passed on the title of "Little Martial Aunt".

   "Yeah." There was a cold hum on his face, then he glanced at Gu Xiyue, and introduced to her: "I'm young, Su Yunling."

  Gu Xiyue looked away from the phone, looked back at Su Yunling, and nodded politely to Su Yunling.

  Su Yunling always felt that the name Gu Xiyue sounded familiar, presumably it was Tang Yichen who mentioned this name.

  Didn't take it too seriously, and didn't think deeply about it, with a noble and lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, he also nodded coldly and politely at Gu Xiyue.

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   Half an hour later, the car arrived at the film and television city, and Su Yunling got off the car.

  As soon as Su Yunling left, Fu Xiyan turned his head slightly, and looked at Gu Xiyue with a questioning face, "Where are you going?"

  Gu Xiyue put away the mobile phone in her hand, leaned back on the back seat, looked at Fu Xiyan slightly sideways, and said coldly, "Your haircut is not bad."

  Fu Xiyan:?

  Because he is good-looking?

   "I like the title "Little Martial Aunt" very much."

   Fu Xiyan “…”

  The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked sideways at Gu Xiyue, "This name is actually not quite right."

  Gu Xiyue slightly raised her eyebrows and looked at Fu Xiyan.

  Under Gu Xiyue's gaze, Fu Xiyan corrected: "It's a show."

   His uncle's apprentice, no matter how you count it, can only be counted as a watch.

   "You can also call me Biao Shigu."

   "..."

   There was a long silence in the car. Facing the cold but persistent gaze of the girl above, Fu Xiyan changed the topic, "Where are you going?"

  Gu Xiyue didn't answer his question, but looked at him and asked, "Do you know Ling Piaomu?"

  After hearing this, Fu Xiyan lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "Sounds familiar."

   "Ling Piaomu, a disciple of the medical school of the Immortal Medical League, she went to Sencheng to find someone. Afterwards, can you help me find something for her to do?"

  (end of this chapter)