C32 Let Him be the Young Master Again

"Xiaofei, my studies are about to be completed. I will be returning to the country in a few months. Xiaofei, I miss you so much. I wish I could fly back to you immediately. However, I need some money to graduate, so I will ask you to pay me. When I come back in the future, I will pay you double! Your Nan. "

Mo Xiaofei looked at the text message and kissed her phone excitedly. The corner of her mouth was filled with a happy smile. She was grateful to her master. Her Yinan was going to return to the country. It was worth it for her to work so hard for so many years, but. . .

When she thought of money, her smile gradually froze. She knew that she did not have any savings at all. Every month, other than her meals and car money, she basically sent them to Yinan. She definitely needed more money to graduate, so what should she do?

Mo Xiaofei slowly walked to the window and looked at the forest outside. All the crew members were there. Jin Lingfeng and Lin Anqi's drama had officially started filming. Wait, didn't she happen to have a God of Wealth by her side?

But when she thought about borrowing money from Jin Lingfeng, she muttered in her heart. Just now, she had a very stiff relationship with him, but now she wanted to borrow money from him. He definitely wouldn't be willing. Then what should she do?

Mo Xiaofei bit her lower lip and frowned as she played Little Nine-by-Nine. Whatever, for Yinan, she would throw caution to the wind. At most, she would let him be a duck again.

After making up her mind, Mo Xiaofei ran towards the direction of the production team.

"Why did you lie to me?!" Lin Anqi looked at the man in white by the river with a sad look. A few strands of hair casually floated in front of his forehead. His eyes looked into the distance. His gaze was so deep that it could not be seen to the bottom. No one could guess what he was thinking at this time. He stood there gracefully. Even though his clothes were simple, it still made people unable to look away.

"Yu'er, just take it that I have let you down. " Jin Lingfeng wanted to walk over, but his feet seemed to have grown on the ground, and he was unable to move. His eyes were filled with apology, and after saying that, he turned around and left.

Lin Anqi looked at his back and slowly closed her eyes. A trace of tears appeared at the corner of her eyes.

"Ka! OK, prepare for the next match! " The director who was sitting not far away shouted.

Lin Anqi looked at the reporters around and quickly walked to Jin Lingfeng's side to hug his arm. Jin Lingfeng wanted to shake her off but was immediately surrounded by entertainment reporters.

Lin Anqi secretly glanced at the man beside her. Sure enough, he would not resist in front of reporters. She held his hand intimately and introduced the movie to the reporters. When the reporters asked about their relationship, she only looked at Jin Lingfeng shyly. Without saying anything, all the reporters seemed to understand something. They fiercely took pictures of the two.

Jin Lingfeng said a few perfunctory words and impatiently shifted his gaze to the side. He found Mo Xiaofei standing by the side staring at him. What did this woman want to do again? Did she want him to make a fool of himself in front of so many reporters?

Mo Xiaofei saw that the other party was staring at her and laughed awkwardly.

The corner of Jin Lingfeng's mouth twitched. Seeing her awkward smile, he wanted to know what she was thinking more. At this time, his manager Ann Xu was waving his phone and gesturing to him. It seemed that there was an emergency call.

Ring, ring, ring ~ Ring ~

The special tone of the bell kept ringing, as if it knew that its master was busy.

"I'm sorry!" Jin Lingfeng muttered to the reporter and quickly pulled his hand out of Lin Anqi's hand. He did not need to look at the unique ringtone to know who it was. He quickly took the phone from Ann Xu's hand and said, "Hello. . . "

"Feng Er. . . Cough, cough, cough. . . An old and weak voice came from the phone, "When are you going home?"

"I want to go home!" Jin Lingfeng said coldly without any expression.

"But. . . Grandpa misses you!" A violent cough came from the phone, but there was no sound after that.

"Hello, hello? Old man!" Jin Lingfeng's heart suddenly raised as he shouted.

"Young master Sun. " The voice on the phone suddenly turned into the voice of Uncle Wu, the housekeeper. "Young Master Sun, this old man's illness is not light. Can you come back and take a look at him?"

"Is this old man really sick?" Jin Lingfeng asked in disbelief.