C86 Find the Mysterious Ms Gu

Witch Xiao called Gu Huanhuan to her side and introduced, "Gu Huanhuan, the chief photographer of our magazine. She will be in charge of filming this time."

The manager sized Gu Huanhuan up and down and said disdainfully, "The people who film our artistes are all famous photographers in China. What Gu Huanhuan? I've never heard of it before. We want to change the photographer."

The magazine had been established for so many years and could be considered to have experienced great storms and waves. It was the first time that the manager and artiste who were so difficult to talk to had seen such a person. Witch Xiao's face could no longer be described as ugly. She walked directly to Beauty Shen and said neither servile nor overbearing, "Miss Shen, in the end, we are all working for the Yeh's Group. You are the spokesperson, I am promoting. If we cooperate well, it will be a win-win situation. But if you think that our magazine is not qualified to film you, why don't you ask the Yeh's Group for instructions directly? Change it to our magazine! "

Most of the staff in the studio were staff members of the magazine. When they heard Witch Xiao's words, they were so excited that they wanted to applaud.

Female artiste Shen was also a little embarrassed and said, "That's it, then. Let's put on makeup and start work."

After the crisis was resolved, Gu Huanhuan quietly ran to Xiao Lu Yan's side and gave her a thumbs up. She asked softly, "Chief Editor, aren't you afraid that she will really tell Yeh's Group and change our magazine? After all, she is the spokesperson."

Xiao Lu Yan swept a glance at Gu Huanhuan and coldly snorted, "It is not certain who will change. Work hard."

Because of the small interlude at noon, the filming in the afternoon did not go very smoothly. Female star Shen said that she was too tired and needed to rest in a while. Later, she said that she needed to make up for the makeup on her face. In short, she did not cooperate in any way. Gu Huanhuan was very depressed. She tried her best in front of her fans. Why did she behave like this in private?

It was only four o'clock when the manager shouted, "When the time is up, we still have other drafts. We will shoot them tomorrow."

There was no other choice but to call it a day. Gu Huanhuan returned to the villa to cook for someone.

Mrs Qin came to her side and whispered, "Why are you so familiar with Young Master?"

Gu Huanhuan was washing the vegetables when she heard this and was stunned for a moment before saying, "We are not very familiar with each other."

"Not familiar?" Mrs Qin's face did not look good. "If not familiar, could he take you to work in the morning?" After that, she left the servants in the villa to collectively withstand Third Young Master Yeh's super low pressure.

Gu Huanhuan was a little embarrassed. "He said that he was just passing by."

Mrs Qin sighed and said, "Huanhuan, you are still too young. You do not understand the things that are happening here. Anyway, I advise you to not come into contact with Great Young Master in the future. He..."

What about him? As a servant, Mrs Qin was not in a position to comment and could only shut her mouth to let Gu Huanhuan experience it herself.

But how could Gu Huanhuan experience it? She had been in Yeh family's villa for less than three months, and she had only seen Yeh Fengjue three or four times. Moreover, her impression of him was not as bad as everyone had said, so how could she judge?

"Also, Young Master is not in a good mood today, you have to be careful later." Mrs Qin reminded her one last time before she went out of the kitchen.

She knew that someone was in a bad mood. Besides, when had he been in a good mood? If there was a disagreement, he would torture others. This was Third Young Master Yeh's style.

At night, Yeh Chuxuan returned very late. Gu Huanhuan looked at him from afar. Yeh Chuxuan, who was wearing a black windbreaker, was covered in the thick autumn dew. His face was cold for ten thousand years. It was just that his back seemed to have a somewhat desolate feeling...

It seemed like he was in a bad mood.

Gu Huanhuan put the boiled fish soup in the small bowl and hesitated for a long time before deciding on the account that he helped her find her father. She carried it up for him. She knocked lightly on the door, but no one said anything inside. Gu Huanhuan unscrewed the door handle. Just as she opened the door, a heavy object smashed over fiercely. Along with his shout, "Get out!"

Gu Huanhuan was so scared that her hand shook and the small bowl of fish soup fell outside the door with a "Pa!" and the milky white fish soup scattered all over the floor.

Oh my god, why is it so unlucky? Gu Huanhuan quickly squatted down and cleaned up the broken pieces. In her heart, she kept praying that Yeh Chuxuan would not come out.

But the more she was afraid of something, the more she would do it. Just as Gu Huanhuan put all the small pieces in her palm and was about to throw them away, a cold question came from behind her, "What are you still doing here?"

Gu Huanhuan lowered her head and did not dare to look at him, "Sorry Young Master, I came to deliver dinner for you. I was not careful with the bowl..."

"Ha! You actually know that you are my maid?" The man said sarcastically, "I thought that you already did not care about Gu Changsheng's life and death."

"No, no, of course I remember..."

"Get lost. Don't appear in front of me tonight." As soon as he finished speaking, the door slammed shut.

Although she felt wronged, the outcome was not as serious as Gu Huanhuan thought. She took a deep breath and secretly cheered herself up. It seemed that the blow had hit her, and her endurance had become stronger.

In the study, Faang Ho was reporting work. "Yeh Fengjue went to several hospitals today, but he was very casual. He seemed to have found out that we were following him."

Yeh Chuxuan sneered. "Of course he found out. When will Eagle come back?"

Faang Ho looked troubled, and his voice became softer and softer. "He said he still wants to play in Africa for a while..."

"Ah! Then tell him that if he does not come back tomorrow, I will let him be a real Eagle on the Himalayas."

"Got it."

Early in the morning, Yeh Chuxuan's phone rang urgently. He got up angrily and said, "If it is not good news, then go and commit suicide."

"Chuxuan, I saw her, I saw her!" Han Shaochen shouted excitedly on the other end of the phone.

Yeh Chuxuan instantly sat up from his dream in shock and asked, "Where is she?"

"Island of Ice!"

Yeh Chuxuan's black eyes lit up in the blue light of dawn, "What is the specific situation?"

"I followed the trail to the Island of Ice, and found that the owner of a house is from China. He told me that his neighbor was a Ms. Gu. She lived alone with a child. " Han Shaochen paused for a moment, as if he had taken a sip of water. He continued, "I waited here. Guess what happened."

Yeh Chuxuan had accidentally grabbed the bed sheet tightly in his hand. He gritted his teeth and said, "Han Shaochen, are you courting death?"

"Okay, okay, okay. I won't tease you anymore. Just now, the lady Gu mentioned by the boss went out. "

Yeh Chuxuan's heart was also lifted. "Did you see her face?"

"The Island of Ice is about to freeze people to death. Everyone is wearing the same clothes as polar bears, and their faces can't be seen at all." Han Shaochen said with righteous indignation.

"Where is the child?" Yeh Chuxuan also started to get nervous.

"She went out alone." Han Shaochen said, "Do you want me to go to the house to take a look now, but I'm afraid that I will alert the enemy."

Yeh Chuxuan said directly, "I can't care about that. I'll go and see if the child is there. If he is, I'll bring him back directly."

Han Shaochen seemed to be very excited as well. He hurriedly said, "Alright, I'll go. Keep in touch at all times."

After hanging up the phone, Yeh Chuxuan did not feel sleepy at all. He walked barefooted to the balcony, and the cool breeze filled his entire robe.

It had been more than twenty years, but Yeh Chuxuan had never been so anxious. Would the child really be found so quickly?