Chapter 479

Su Nan changed into a long black dress. Her temperament was cool and noble. High heels were also her favorite brand and style. She was relieved and remembered what had happened just now.

Pick up the phone and call Chang Li.

"Let Hong Yihuan come up."

Chang Li: "yes."

She took a deep breath. As soon as she went out, she saw Demi, Su Qi's assistant, waiting at the door.

"Miss Su, Su Yingdi is worried about you alone. Let me follow you at night."

As it happens, she is short of hands.

Su Nan smiled. "OK, please help me wait here for assistant Hong. I'll come up later and talk to her."

Demi nodded simply, "don't worry, Miss Su."

"It's almost time. I'll go down first."

Su Nan went on with a light smile. Her eyes were not those who could rub the sand.

The lighting layout downstairs has been prepared. There is one seat left in the front row, with fuyechuan and Shang Qian on both sides.

Su Nan had a meal at his feet. It was really a suffocating qualifying position.

But before she hesitated, Shang Qian saw her and waved to her. Su Nan naturally walked over and sat down.

Fuyechuan's eyes did not change at all, nor did he greet her gently as usual. It seemed that he was still angry about what had just happened.

Su Nan breathed a sigh of relief. That was great.

Shang Qian smiled and said in a low voice, "Su Qi's appeal is really strong. All the fans are coming for him."

Hearing that others praised her brother so much, Su Nan was also very happy, but she was still very modest.

"My brother is good-looking, good acting skills and good character, that's all."

Shang Qian was stunned at the corners of his mouth, then nodded approvingly, and his smile deepened.

Fuyechuan on the other side never spoke, but his face became more and more ugly.

……

The last act of the play ended.

The assistant at the side handed the drink and three cups of coffee from the side.

Shang Qian first handed it to Su Nan, who handed it to fuyechuan.

Fuyechuan was stunned for half a second. His face looked much better. He stretched out his hand to take it.

Just the next second, before he could hold it, the cup leaked inexplicably.

Coffee was suddenly sprinkled on his clothes, and fuyechuan frowned. He could not bear to end the play because of his obsession with cleanliness.

He stood up. The assistant was one second faster than him. He took his crutch and said, "sorry, Mr. Fu..."

Fuyechuan glanced at him sharply, took his cane and looked at Su Nan. "I'll change my clothes and come down again."

Su Nan nodded and sat back again.

Seeing the figure of the assistant seems familiar.

After fuyechuan left, Su Nan stood up and quietly left.

Wu Tutu had already told him the room number of the lounge.

When he got out of the elevator, he found the room. He went in. It was dark inside.

With the light turned on, a lady's bag and skirt were placed on the big soft sofa.

His eyes stopped coldly.

The next second, the bathroom door opened.

A woman wrapped in a bath towel came out from the inside, wet all over, barely covering the key parts, and still the spring light was suddenly released.

It's Hong Yihuan.

Fuyechuan's face was hard to see the extreme. His eyes were cold, sharp and gloomy.

"Who sent you?"

His voice was strangely cold.

Hong Yihuan seemed to be shocked. He was stunned for a few seconds, then grasped the towel that seemed to be falling off, and his cheeks were red:

"Mr. Fu, why are you here?"

Fuyechuan gave her a sinister look, scornful and cold.

"Get out of here..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Hong Yihuan suddenly screaming with his chest covered and hiding from Fu YeChuan

A group of reporters suddenly appeared at the door with instruments and equipment, and the flash kept flashing.

Fuyechuan suddenly froze and turned to look. In his eyes, there were huge waves like a storm brewing.