Give Me Your Hands and Marry Me

v2 Chapter 9: Rotten woman

Chu Bai called Yaya, he did not dare to go to the house of God, because he was afraid of being caught by Yu Sihan.

"Don't let him know that I want you to be an assistant, just say you have to go, OK?"

Yaya couldn't help crying: "Why are you so afraid of him, how old are you?"

"You don't understand." Of course, Chu Bai couldn't tell her how many times Yu Sihan had tossed him secretly as a child, and the history of blood and tears could even circle the earth ...

"In short, don't let him know!"

"Okay!" Yaya didn't want to remind him, how much Yu Sihan knew he would not take the initiative to go to a place with many people, especially a set with complicated interpersonal relationships.

"There is one more thing." Chu Baishen said secretly, "Guess who I saw on the set today!"

Yaya thought for a moment: "The new female No. 2?"

"How can there be any new female No. 2 or Zhang Shanshan, she is still there!" Chu Bai could not help raising his voice, "What the **** is going on with the devil? Isn't it about solving people? Why is he still here?"

And it has become even more arrogant.

"I don't know this ..." Yaya smiled. "Would you leave her alone?"

"Your dad said the same thing." Chu Bai thought for a while, "Forget it, I'll see what the **** they do!"

People are strange creatures. When others ignore you, you have to walk on the pole and walk around for a while. Chu Bai is a typical low-quality bone, and Zhang Shanshan looks like a person in the next few days.

No more, no more tossing. Acting with Chu Bai, often Chu Bai is still in a daze, everyone has entered the role, so that he changed to be taught by the director every day.

"What are you doing so early?" Yu Sihan ran to the house of God early this morning.

A Miao stood at the door and didn't want him in.

"I took Yaya to try on wedding dresses."

"She hasn't woke up."

"It doesn't matter, I'll wait for her." With that, Yu Sihan rushed in.

Qi Aima almost threw the spatula on his head.

"You can't go up to the second floor." Joking, her family Yaya is still sleeping!

Yu Sihan looked at her, and suddenly smiled: "Your pot is dunked."

A Miao hesitated, and then ran into the kitchen, waiting for her to go off in the morning. A Miao hurried to Yaya's room. At the door, she saw that the door was not closed. Yu Sihan was sitting next to the bed, and Yaya wrapped in a quilt and was sleeping.

"Gone!" Shen Xinglang didn't know when to stand behind her.

A Miao followed him downstairs without a word.

"A Miao ..." Shen Xinglang suddenly hugged her. "You need to understand that Yaya is destined to be entangled with Yu Sihan in her life. In addition to our daughter, she is still Yu Sihan ..."

His daughter-in-law really couldn't speak.

"You have to get used to it. Since she was a child, she hasn't belonged to our children, and now it is not."

A Miao looked up: "I know ... I'm wronged for my daughter."

If it wasn't for her, not Yu Sihan, or the so-called roundworm. Yaya can meet a loved one like all ordinary girls, then the two love each other, and finally get married and have children.

"Rather than being labelled after being born, as it is now, as if I had a daughter for him ..."

Shenxingren patted her back: "You have to try to accept, otherwise it is Yaya."

"I know ..." A Miao whispered, "I will."

When Yaya wakes up, she sees Yu Sihan, and blinks and smiles: "Why are you here?"

"I said yesterday, I'm going to see the dress today."

"Is it late to get up?" Yaya reached for her cell phone.

Yu Sihan handed her the robe: "No, it's early."

After packing downstairs, Amy poked out her head from the kitchen: "Are you going to have breakfast?"

"I took her out to eat," Yu Sihan said.

A Miao secretly pursed her lips, and then told her daughter, "Don't eat anything, drink cold."

"I see, mother! Goodbye."

Watching her daughter bouncing and following Yu Sihan away, A Miao couldn't stop it. Seeing her like this, Shenxing Lang didn't even go to the company to accompany her to watch a movie at home.

"What is this?" Yaya followed Yu Sihan to the old-looking hand workshop, and several teachers pushed out a hanger in excitement with a moon-white dress on it.

The point is that there seems to be moonlight on the dress, and the hazy colors come out with the fluctuation of the skirt.

Yaya thought she was dazzled, and rubbed her eyes.

"This is Yuesaosha." Yu Sihan pulled her over. "The legend is made of mermaid tears and pearls."

Yaya stretched out her hand, touched it in the eyes of several old tailors that you were going to desecrate, and then said something.

"It's slippery!"

An old tailor with glasses was instantly angry: "Slick? How can you say that!"

"... that ... shouldn't slip?" Yaya didn't know why he was angry.

The old tailor snorted: "This is the moonlight yarn of great value! Moonlight yarn!"

"I know, I just said it."

"Then you say it's slippery? It's obviously slippery! It's like pearls!"

Yaya: "Okay, it's slippery."

Old tailor: "..."

"Go try!" Yu Sihan ignored the old tailor who was about to die.

So Yaya went in again to try on the dress under the hatred of several old tailors.

"Mr. Yu ..." Another jumped out, "Do you really want your fiancee to wear that moon gauze? That cloth, which has been lost for a long time, should be handed over to the country!"

Yu Sihan glanced at him: "Yes, give the rest of your leftovers to the country.

(? ⊙ω⊙)? How did he know we left out the scrap ...

"Hehe ... hehe ..." The other three old tailors dragged him back, "No, no, Mr. Yu ignore him. Your fiancee is out, so pretty, so pretty! Hahaha."

Yaya turned around, and at once she seemed to have silver flowers blooming, and in the next second it turned into a circle of halo spreading out, halo and halo like the ripples of the sea.

"It's really a legendary effect!" A few old tailors gathered around excitedly and stretched out their paws to Yaya.

Before feeling it, I felt the surrounding air was cold.

"What do you want to do?" Yu Sihan asked with a smile, reaching out and putting Yaya into his arms.

The old tailors retracted their paws, and Aya stood aside.

"It's beautiful!" Yaya smiled so beautifully, "I like it!"

When Yu Sihan was facing her, his eyes always smiled, it was a real smile. It's totally different from the devil-like smile just watching the old tailor laugh!

"Just like what you like." For Yu Sihan, Yaya likes, this skirt is only valuable, otherwise it is a rag.

I took the dress and went to get the shoes. The material of those shoes was also very strange, like shells, but there were no seams. Where is such a big shell?

"It's a shell." Yu Sihan squatted on the ground to dress her. "It has been a long time, and it is estimated that it will become fine."

Because the people who collected the two large shells said that when they dug pearls from the inside, tears were left on the surface of the shells. They were really tears or salty ...

"I told the pearls to be made into jewelry, and I went back to my home."

When Yaya returned home, she showed A Miao a picture, and A Miao showed it to Shenxing Lang again.

Divine Star Lang is a little jealous: "This is not a valuable thing, it is not as good as gold!"

"I just checked the information on the moon gauze on the Internet. It is really only in ancient times, and it is very precious even in ancient times." A Miao and Yaya also feel very good.

"You like it too?" Shen Xinglang wasn't in the heart, how could he be compared with Yu Sihan.

A Miao nodded, and before she said anything, she saw the star star seriously and said, "You two are too simple, and you said that things are only ancient. Now they have been lost. How can there be so much for Yu Sihan? Go for a dress! "

"But there is!" A Miao pointed to the photos on Yaya's mobile phone, but did not find her daughter snickering.

Shen Xinglan stared at Yaya, and continued to open his eyes and talked to A Miao nonsense: "Synthetic! Only the ghost knows what he used to synthesize, and he does not know whether it is harmful to the human body."

Seeing his daughter fangs his teeth, Shenxing reluctantly changed his mouth: "But he made a dress for Yaya. It is probably not a problem. Anyway, I'll get engaged and wear it less."

"Listen to your dad!" A Miao was tricked and ordered her daughter.

Yaya pursed her head and nodded, then secretly stared at Shenxing Lang, who didn't see it.

Here is preparing for the engagement, while Chu Bai on the set continues to consume with Zhang Shanshan.

To be precise, it was his own work, Zhang Shanshan ignored him ...

"You and I have the right lines!" The director shouted, and he went up again. "Tomorrow is my last scene. I'm afraid it will be bad."

Zhang Shanshan also looked at him with an idiot's eyes: "My drama is over. Tomorrow I will play the opponent with you. You can go to him."

"He's a man!" Chu Bai said, don't make an unreasonable tone, "Come, let's start!"

Zhang Shanshan rolled her eyes, kicked him away, and left without looking back.

"Hey!" Chu Bai chased after him, and they got in the car directly.

I don't believe it! As soon as he lost the script, even the little assistant couldn't help taking it and drove himself to chase it. I don't know where he came from. He really chased all the way to the neighborhood where Zhang Shanshan lived.

He parked the car and watched Zhang Shanshan enter the elevator before using the other elevator.

"Zhang ..." He was about to call out of the elevator, but found that Zhang Shanshan's door was open.

Did you find me? Intentionally lead me into a scandal? Chu Bai hesitated, but slowly opened the door.

"Zhang Shanshan!" But she saw Zhang Shanshan standing on the balcony directly opposite, as if she wanted to jump at any time.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Shanshan turned her head.

"Oh!" Chu Bai almost scared to run.

The woman was rotten all over her body, especially her face, without a good piece of meat, her eyes were almost falling out.

Seeing Chu Bai, she screamed in pain, then jumped forward.

"Zhang Shanshan!" Chu Bai hurriedly ran to the balcony, but saw Zhang Shanshan on the concrete floor had turned into a puddle of meat, and there was a person, a woman standing beside her.