The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

After repeating it several times and withholding some details, this scene is over, and An Chen still has the last scene.

An Chen walked towards Ji Xuan, Ling Han and Fu Yanxing were there.

"An Xiaochen, do you miss me?" Ling Han patted An Chen, the place where An Chen bumped into.

An Chen frowned in pain, but soon returned to normal.

"I haven't seen you for one night. Why do I miss you for a few hours?"

"An Xiaochen, have you ever heard a saying that if you don't see each other for a day, it's like three autumns, and if you don't see each other for one night, it will be half an autumn."

Ling Han was bickering with An Chen, and the conversation with Fu Yanxing last night, as well as his breakdown in the room, were all sealed yesterday.

"Hmm." When An Chen and Ling Han were arguing, they accidentally bumped into the place where they collided again. Suddenly, An Chen couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

"What's wrong?" An Chen's voice was very low, but Fu Yanxing's ears were very good, and Ji Xuan and Ling Han also noticed something was wrong.

"It's okay, it's just that someone hit me at night." An Chenyun said calmly.

"I should have been following you last night." Ji Xuan said angrily.

"Being hit has nothing to do with your presence or not. It's really okay." An Chen smiled brightly, his face full of sunshine.

"Ah!" An Chen was caught off guard and was pressed again, "Brother Ling Han, murder for money."

"You don't look like you've been bumped. How could it hurt so much?"

"I hit the corner of the table, I'm fine." An Chen shook his head again.

"I want to check." Ling Han wanted to lift up An Chen's costume as he spoke.

"Brother, calm down, there is one scene left, let's talk after filming." An Chen turned sideways to hide, and then twisted gorgeously again.

Fu Yanxing remained silent, watching An Chen put his hands on his waist, and quickly pushed a stool over.

"Fu Yanxing, he bullied me." An Chen looked at Fu Yanxing with an aggrieved expression, then pointed at Ling Han.

"Well, don't take him in the car for a while, let him walk back." Fu Yanxing rubbed An Chen's head, the wig didn't feel good at all.

"Old Fu, if you were in ancient times, you must be a fool, and the two of you are working hand in hand."

"Three." Ji Xuan stood up weakly, and then made up the knife.

Seeing Ling Han's angry appearance, several people laughed. They were joking at first, how could it be possible for Ling Han to walk back.

"An Xiaochen, you are really amazing." Ling Han said suddenly.

"Huh?" An Chen looked puzzled, and then clearly felt that nothing good happened.

"An actor can turn you into a high-risk career, you are not really good."

An Chen subconsciously wanted to refute, but there seemed to be no reason to refute.

Ling Han finally regained his strength, seeing An Chen's little expression of wanting to refute but had nothing to say, Ling Han started to laugh.

"Hmph!" An Chen didn't expect that the record of bickering with Ling Han would be defeated here, and he still couldn't refute it. After all, the two injuries have not healed yet, and the evidence lies in himself.

"Be obedient, call me brother." Ling Han's happiness was already written on his face.

"Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy, hum."

"It's good to know, eh, that's not right! An Xiaochen! Are you turning the corner again and calling me old?"

"I didn't say anything, you brought it up yourself." An Chen smiled slyly at Ling Han like a little fox.

"An Xiaochen! You stinky kid!" Ling Han stared at An Chen, and then suddenly remembered that he had won a victory today, "Hahaha, I won't be angry, just a little bit."

Ling Han's appearance is so naive, Ji Xuan looked at An Chen, pointed at Ling Han, and then pointed at his brain.

An Xiaochen nodded, then put her finger on her lips, "Shh, let's keep our voices quiet."

Swallow all the grievances and tears, don't lose if you can't afford to lose, stand up if you can't die, and tell everyone who looks down on you: I'm fine.