After the real daughter was reborn, the fake daughter was favored by the group

["Let me tell you why she insists on coming to Yuncheng.

Okay, is the co-author here to plot against me?

I can't run away, and she can't stay out of it. "

The middle-aged man said, pushing Huang Mao and stood up suddenly.

Facing the muzzles of gunfire all around him, he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

shouted.

"Officer, I'm guilty and I'm guilty.

But I want to report it, my foster..."

He couldn't say the rest.

Someone wiped his neck, and it turned out to be yellow hair.

It turned out that just now, when everyone's attention was on the middle-aged man.

Huang Mao touched the rusty iron piece on the ground, and when he heard the man say the report, he got up from the ground without hesitation.

He rushed forward quickly and hard, and wiped the middle-aged man's neck with a fierce look in his eyes.

The incident happened so suddenly that no one else had a chance to react.

It wasn't until the middle-aged man's blood gushed out and he couldn't make any sound that everyone realized what he was doing.

Some people regarded Huang Mao as a dangerous person and shot him directly.

The moment the gunfire rang out, Meng Nian seemed to realize something and shouted to stop urgently.

But it's too late.

When the gunfire stopped, Huang Mao had been shot several times.

Several blood holes overflowed with blood, soaking through the white shirt he was wearing.

He was covered in blood, but he was smiling.

Using the last bit of strength in his life, he roared loudly.

"...Finally, finally killed you...adopted father..."

These words seemed to drain him of his life.

As the last word fell, his eyes went blank and his body fell heavily to the ground.

The eyes that couldn't be closed seemed to be looking at the broken hanging window on the wall.

Everyone just thought that he would die with his eyes open.

No one noticed the last moments of his life after he fell.

His lips moved silently, opening and closing slightly, as if he was saying something.

The criminals have all been put to death and everything has settled.

Some people were left to clean up, and others left one after another.

They have many tasks and won't waste time here all the time.

After being carried on a stretcher by medical staff who rushed in later.

Shen An breathed a sigh of relief.

"it is finally over."

After he got his phone back, a WeChat message popped up immediately.

Qin Manman: Brother Shen, you know it’s time to submit the manuscript.

Qin Manman: If you don't pay, you'll have to wait for the screenwriter to make a series of fatal calls. The assistant won't wait for you anymore.

Only then did Shen An remember that because of this nonsense, he didn't write any of the manuscript.

Directly petrified on the stretcher.

"I'd better die in the hands of criminals. I won't save a drop of my manuscript, and I won't be able to write a single bit."

……

The noise not far away did not impress the onlookers at the top of the mountain at all.

The cold wind of dusk blew by, making others around him shiver.

But among them, there was a woman wearing a white tutu.

But he seemed to be in a different world from them, without even realizing it.

She was expressionless and looked away from the phone.

If she doesn't speak, no one dares to leave.

A man in black behind him spoke carefully.

"Miss, we should go."

The next moment, the person who spoke was kicked to the ground by another person.

"How to talk, Brother Qin is dead, and the eldest lady is our leader.

What do you call Miss? Call me Boss! "

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me, boss."

Qin Manman said nothing.

Her cold gaze was looking through the gloomy sky.

The end of the line of sight is the broken window of the factory building.

After a long time, Qin Manman looked away.

Caressing the dirty and broken bear doll in her arms.

"Just withdraw, there's no point in staying any longer.

Be careful on the road and don't get spotted by the police. "

"Yes."

A group of men in black began to retreat in an orderly manner.

It wasn't until everyone disappeared on the top of the mountain that Qin Manman slowly exhaled.

“No one calls me boss anymore, but I don’t regret it.

Qi Yi, do you regret it? "

The wind on the top of the mountain became stronger and stronger, and Qin Manman's voice dispersed with the wind.

No one would answer her.

Qi Yi is Huang Mao’s name.

The cold wind stirred up her long black and silky hair.

She shifted her gaze to the door of the factory building and slowly raised her right hand in the evening breeze.

The middle finger with the silver ring slowly raised up and touched his lips.

"Shh, don't talk."

got windy.

Disused old newspapers were blown into the sky, and a missing person notice was published on the headlines.

In the photo, a little girl wearing a white tutu skirt is holding an exquisite stuffed bear and smiling happily.

Like a porcelain doll, beautiful and fragile.

Qin Manman on the top of the mountain gradually overlapped with the missing person photo in the old newspaper.

Pretty much a tutu skirt.

It was exactly the same, but it was soaked in unknown dirt and its limbs were broken.

Colliding across time and space, it's hard to recognize old friends.

At the door of the factory, Huang Mao's body was carried out.

On the middle finger of his hanging right hand.

Wearing a silver ring. 】

"Click."

With Director Li's call to stop, the filming of "Mystery" came to an end.

The originally quiet filming location suddenly became noisy.

"Okay, it's finished, now I can rest for a few days.

After months of intense shooting, I was exhausted and lost weight. "

"Doesn't your conscience hurt when you say this? Look at the extra layer of fat on your belly.

Every time a meal is given out, you eat a lot. Others are losing weight at work, but you have gained some weight. "

“What’s going on, no one is allowed to have working lunches.

Arranging the props is so tiring, why don't I be allowed to have two more bites of food?

I'm not a celebrity, so I don't need to keep in shape. "

"Tch, you kid, I'll wait until you get fat and turn into a pig. Let's see how you find a partner."

"Le, I have a girlfriend. She likes my fatness and I can play with my belly for her.

How do I remember that you are the single guy with no partner? "

"Ah ah ah ah, I'm going to kill you pig!"

The staff fights and brags.

The actors who had finished filming were already trembling and went to their assistants to ask for coats.

Cold, is it really cold, from summer to winter? This is, where did autumn go, and who ate it.

The coldest one here is undoubtedly Pei Xingyue.

No matter how thin other people wear it, it is still a thin long sleeve.

But Pei Xingyue is different.

The skirt she plays, Qin Manman, shows her arms and legs.

The wind needed for the plot was still added with a blower.

It was already cold outside at night, but the lack of clothing and the wind made it even colder.

She shrank into the big blanket brought by Xiao Xiaoxiao, holding a cup of ginger tea and sipping it.

I wanted to wait until my body temperature recovered before I changed out of my costume.

An Xian, the actress who plays the heroine, came over wearing a coat.

"Xingyue, what are you drinking? Do you have any more?"

Pei Xingyue was startled by the sudden question before she could swallow her sip of ginger tea.

The ginger tea got stuck in the throat and slipped straight into it, and the spiciness hit the nose instantly.

Pei Xingyue coughed several times and turned red.

Xiao Xiaoxiao on the side hurriedly handed her a tissue, patted Pei Xingyue on the back and replied on her behalf.

"Sister An Xian, this is ginger tea. There is more here. Do you want a cup?"