Chapter two hundred and ninety-eight, human navigation of vehicles

"Talk about! " Sitting at the Bar, Jiang Zihang also kept harassing Gong Haohui, really let him feel extremely impatient.

"No, are you having an emotional crisis with your star wife? Why do you have time to bother me here? "

When General Jiang Zihang does not work, should not all accompany wife at home? Why the interest in him is so high today is really nerve-racking.

"Oh, don't mention it. She's out of town filming again. I'm afraid to stay home alone. "

Then Jiang Zihang raised his head and said to the bartender, "please give us a glass of the strongest wine! "

Well, this is to let him get drunk after torture AH, Gong Haohui will not fall into his trap, waved his hand to the bartender is about to make a drink said: "No, give me a hundred lemonade. "

"LEMONADE? " Jiang Zihang thought he heard wrong. "lemonade is not for children. Why do you drink it? It doesn't suit you! If you are a real man, you have to drink the strongest wine! "

The lemonade was quickly made, with a tiny mint leaf floating on top. It looked interesting. Gong picked it up and took a sip of it. The cold lemonade rushed down his throat, sweet and sour.

"I'm too old to drink. I need to keep fit. "

A regimen? What kind of regimen is drinking lemonade? It's time to express your attitude to Gong Haohui, "If you don't tell me today, I will follow you to your home all the time, I will bore you to death! "

A man without a wife is a terrible thing.

"Aren't you afraid the guys on the show are gonNA eat your wife? "

Is Not Enron explicitly prohibited family members and the crew, it is so idle.

"Of course, I've vetted the script very closely, there are no intimate scenes, and there are basically no male actors. "

"Well, isn't it an emotional melodrama? "

"Yeah, it's just, it's a chick flick. "

After that, Jiang Zihang blinked knowingly. It seems that he is still looking forward to the broadcast of the play. As soon as he thought of Enron's obsession with killing people, Gong Haohui could not help lamenting that it is not easy to be an actor these days, not only do you have to challenge so many things you resist, but you also have to satisfy your middle-aged husband's intense taste."

Originally thought can successfully change a topic, the result of this topic is over, Jiang Zihang immediately pounced up again, like a dog skin plaster all can not shake off.

There is no way, he only took the events in the United States, simple to Jiang Zihang about, of course, skipped some of the more important steps.

After listening to Jiang Zihang, attention is not in Luo Qing's body, but in...

"daughter? You have another daughter? You've gone too far! I'm almost thirty-one, and I'm still childless, and you, a man who's not even married, have a son and a daughter? God, this is so unfair! By the way, show me a picture of your daughter

Think of Gong Xiao that gradually Gong Haohui Temper and face, he shudder, if the daughter is the same, it is really not a family, not a door.

About the photos, Gong Haohui really has. When leaving Luo Qing's house, he took out the family photo album that she had left in the nightstand and took it home. He also took a photo of Luo Yan and put it in his suit pocket near his heart.

He took the photo out of his inner pocket and handed it to Jiang Zihang.

Jiang Zihang took a look and was instantly attracted by the sweet smile of the four-year-old Girl. His two big, round, optimus eyes were beautiful, and his chubby little face made him want to be pinched, much cuter than Gong Haohui.

Staring at the photo for a minute, a bold idea popped into his head.

"Hey, Haohui, aren't we best friends? "

Turning his head and looking at Jiang Zihang's eager face, Gong Haohui suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart,

"What's your point? "

Think for a moment, finally Jiang Zihang or not afraid of death said, "you see, you have a son, simply the daughter adopted to me, you believe me, I will love him well. "

The words only spoke half, Gong Haohui's look, already some fearful, frightened Jiang Zihang from the seat to stand up, back a step.

"Alas, you do not agree with it, or else, this photo to me to keep a souvenir of it, I will be a good preservation! "

Finish saying, plan to take photograph to Abscond, the result did not walk two steps, be Gong Haohui a catch to take a hand to uniform in the ground.

Already two days, Gu Zi Jin has not come back, say is formalities some complex, still want to pass two days, do not have a daughter, she a person in empty hotel really good loneliness, even dinner do not want a person to eat. After work at night, from Luo Shi out, driving a newly bought luxury car, aimlessly in the road driving.

In five years time, the change of midsummer city is really not small, looking at this layer after layer of high-rise buildings, shining the light that makes people yearn for, no matter its outer shell becomes more bright and beautiful, the inner part of that unit has not changed at all, not just in this city, but in all the big cities.

Drive to a residential area, where everything is so familiar, open the car window, looking at the familiar villa, her heart immediately began mixed feelings.

"How can you drive here all of a sudden? " The familiar villa in front of her was Gong Haohui's home. She was also puzzled by her bewilderment. It was very late now, but the lights were still on in the villa, it doesn't look like Gong Haohui is living there.

"Gong's development is so good, he should have moved to another place to live, after all, the villas in the United States are so luxurious, in the country, how can they condescend to oneself? "? However, it seems that the character of the new family is quite different from that of Gong Haohui. I wonder what kind of story it is under the bright light."

With that, she closed the window again, started the car, intended to leave here back to the hotel, just started the car, saw a figure, strictly block in front of her car, standing in her car headlights, bright lights.

"Is this Gong Haohui? "

Having put the car out again, Gong walked around the front of the car to her side of the driver's seat and reached out and tapped on her side of the window.

She was a little impatient to pull down the window, but did not look at him, "something? "

As if is does not take any emotion the language, actually let the man's mouth corner, fluttered a meaningful smile.

"Am I supposed to ask you that? "