472: C472 Ask Him out

C472 Ask Him out

"Hello," Hai Xiaomin answered in a hurry.

"I thought you were mute." The other party said plainly.

This venomous tongue's tone really did not change at all!

"How did you know it was me?" Judging from his tone of self-familiarity, he seemed to know it was her, but she had changed her number a long time ago. The number on the contract was also Kristen's.

"I invested money into you, so you have to be careful that you can't even find her, right?" Ling Yao tapped on the keyboard in front of the computer as if he was flying. He spoke slowly through the Bluetooth earpiece to show how powerful he was.

His fingers paused for a moment as he recalled that day when Hai Xiaomin was in a coma due to heatstroke, he openly took her phone and dialed his number.

Hai Xiaomin, on the other hand, felt a chill crawl up her back. Could it be that he had investigated her background?

Then, whether or not he had investigated Elvis... She did not dare to think about it in the future.

"Why did he not make a sound again?" Ling Yao's urging voice came through the phone.

Hai Xiaomin quickly calmed herself down and took the outline that was arranged by her hand. "I just want to ask you out..."

"You want to ask me out?" Halfway through her words, he was cut off by the other end of the phone.

"Let me ask you to take a look at the script outline! My investor!" Hai Xiaomin squeezed out the ellipsis word by word from the gaps of her teeth.

"Oh? The script has been written?" Ling Yao's eyes were still operating the computer, handling official business.

" It's just a general direction. Do you have time? " Speaking up to this point, Hai Xiaomin changed the topic and quickly said. "Of course. If you are not free, it will not be a problem for me to get in touch with the two person-in-charge that you have assigned!"

Hai Xiaomin was just waiting for him to open his mouth and let him hand her over to the person-in-charge. She didn't need to face his profiteer face.

However...

"When you have time, come over in the afternoon. It is still the same address as before."

Hai Xiaomin's shoulders moved and her heart was exhausted as she held her stomach. Her tone clearly sounded a little disheartened, "Aren't you busy?"

"Busy!" From his concise reply, it could be seen how busy he was.

Hai Xiaomin pursed her cherry lips and was a little unwilling. She actively tried to persuade Ling Yao to change his mind. "If you are busy, why don't you just leave this small matter to your subordinates? Your time should be spent on more valuable things!"

Ling Yao's fingers paused. He heard something fishy. Was she mocking him for being a merchant with a stinky body that only knew how to make money?

"It's fine. It's good to have more contact with art. Besides, this is my private investment. Naturally, I have to supervise it personally. Otherwise, how can I enjoy spending money?"

There was nothing wrong with this answer!

Hai Xiaomin was helpless and did not want to argue with him anymore. "Okay, see you in the afternoon."

With the first experience, she went to Ling Yao's place for the second time. Hai Xiaomin could be considered familiar with it. Before she left, she specially washed and packed the clothes that she had worn that day and brought them with her.

Since they had already divorced, she should draw a clear line with him and not owe each other anything. Even if it was just a trivial matter, she still had to clearly express her attitude.

So when Ling Yao saw her return the clothes, he also understood what she wanted to express. His eyes darkened slightly and he was somewhat displeased. He did not even intend to reach out to receive it. "What I gave you is yours. I don't lack the money to buy a piece of clothing."

"I know. Just treat it as a courtesy." Hai Xiaomin was not affected at all. Regarding Ling Yao's rejection, it seemed like it was not a big deal. She took the initiative to put the bag on the sofa. As for whether the other party threw it or burned it, it was all up to him to decide. However, when Hai Xiaomin asked for his things, the problem came, "Where's my set of clothes?"

"I threw them away." Ling Yao replied instantly.

"Ah?" Hai Xiaomin did not even have time to react, but she saw that Ling Yao's expression was normal. He was clearly not joking with her. Hai Xiaomin was speechless. She finished washing the clothes and sent them back, but the other party did not even think of returning her clothes to her. He simply threw them away as trash!

Suddenly, Hai Xiaomin was stunned.0

Trash... This word touched her sensitive nerves. Is that so? He threw her clothes away as trash, just like how he had also thrown her away as trash back then.

Just as Ling Yao was about to find it strange that her mind had suddenly wandered off, Hai Xiaomin had already recovered her senses. Her expression returned to normal, but there was no smile on her face. "Then forget it. Let's get down to business."

Ling Yao,... ""

He could see the change in her mood. It was as if she was unhappy when he said he threw the clothes away.

It was just a piece of clothing. Was there a need for her to care so much about it?

Hai Xiaomin handed him a printed draft. Ling Yao took it and walked towards the desk. Hai Xiaomin hesitated and chose not to follow him. She sat on the sofa far away from him.

At this distance, her eyes could look at the focused man.

Ling Yao sat in front of the desk and read the outline of the script seriously. The main content of the script was to talk about a young prince called George. After inheriting the throne, he used force to expand his territory and created an unprecedented empire. Under his rule, the country was unprecedentedly prosperous and prosperous. His son called him Emperor George.

But this Emperor George's ambition grew bigger and bigger, and he fought wars every year. He made the people complain, and he himself was proud and arrogant. He was headstrong and self-righteous, and he was dissolute and dissolute. Internal affairs were neglected in governance, and the crisis hidden beneath the prosperity of the empire was gradually exposed. The officials who assisted him were corrupt, and the princes conspired against foreign enemies. Their brothers were crippled, and the harem was adulterated...

Under the influence of various negative factors, the nightmare finally broke out. The empire collapsed, and the glorious early days of Emperor George's life ended in tragedy.

Hai Xiaomin patiently waited for Ling Yao to finish reading. She waited left and right, but Ling Yao's gaze did not move away from the paper. She did not have any confidence. Was the script that she wrote difficult to understand? Was there a need to read it for such a long time?

"This script..." Ling Yao finally spoke. He touched his chin with his fingers and was about to say something when he looked up and saw Hai Xiaomin sitting on the sofa. Her bright eyes were staring at him. "Why are you sitting so far away? Afraid that I will eat you?"

Hai Xiaomin rolled her eyes and said calmly. "It's okay. If you have any questions, just tell me. I can hear you!"

"Question..." Ling Yao's eyes fell back to the paper. His handsome eyebrows were slightly tangled. Putting aside the other questions about the script, it was mainly about the host. Why did he feel a strange sense of familiarity?

Especially in the beginning, when Great Emperor George rose up and expanded his territory, he felt a special sense of substitution. It was as if... using him as the model?!

Realizing this, Ling Yao raised his eyebrows in danger.

Not for anything else, just for the second half of the movie. The host felt as if he had been thrown down from the palm of God, and he stomped on the floor a few times. After another mouthful of spit, the so-called trusted subordinate betrayed him and cut off one of his hands. The concubine poisoned his wine, causing him to be unable to be humane anymore. His brother paddled the handsome face that he was most proud of. Chasing him down from the throne...

What a f * cking tragedy!

pqdm.com