Chapter 167: Give you a massage
Chapter 167 Massage for you
Mo Bai: "Did you say it? I have something else to do after that, so I will leave first."
Mo Shuya suddenly sneered: "What? Are you scared? Do you have nothing to say? My parents adopted you anyway, but you don't have a word to say to them?"
"What did you say? Say thank you? Your name is Mo Shuya, right? Your parents have admitted that they abandoned me. They had a biological daughter, so they threw me away. What do you want me to say to them? ? "What do you want in return?"
Mo Bai's face turned cold: "I'm a white-eyed wolf, and I'm targeting you? It's obvious that the water in the well is not the same as the river, but I even forgot that you exist. It's you who insist on getting involved again. Even if you come, it's my fault for not repaying you. ? How can I repay you for being abandoned by you? "
"I'm a very grudge-y person, not that noble. I can remember even a small thing for a long time. Do you think it's me who's sorry for your family? I'm indebted to your family. Your family has raised me for a while, so I should be grateful, right? "
“Forget it, why are I telling you this?” Mo Bai withdrew his gaze and prepared to leave.
Mo Shuya yelled angrily: "Isn't it? My parents adopted you, what's wrong with you repaying the favor? You still insist on targeting us like this! My company is facing a serious crisis, and it's all because of you ! If it weren’t for you, how could Ye Suoran target us?”
Mo Bai frowned slightly, did Mo Shuya just say that Ye Suran was targeting them? She knew about what happened online, and she also knew that Ye Suanran handled it, but she didn't know how Ye Suanran handled it. From what she said, did Ye Suanran take some extreme measures?
Turning around, Mo Bai smiled again. No matter how Ye Suoran handled it, she had no position to say anything. He did this for me.
"That's good. Didn't I just say that I hold grudges very much. Don't say anything about repaying you. I really can't think of how to repay you. This is just a reminder. I don't want to have anything to do with you. It won’t be so easy next time.”
"Is there nothing wrong? What did she say? Don't worry about what she said. They are the ones who are looking for trouble first, and they have the nerve to come to you. How shameless!" Zhao Ling became more and more angry as she spoke: "If you want to be a blood-sucking insect, why not?" You are allowed to refuse. That Weibo post was just to gain your popularity and deliberately slander you. It was obvious that they had abandoned you, and they said it so grandly. Those who didn’t know thought it was your problem. It’s really everyone’s fault. ”
After saying that, Mo Bai avoided Mo Shuya and strode away. However, Mo Shuya was so angry that she stamped her feet and yelled at Mo Bai: "Mo Bai, you white-eyed wolf, why are you so heartless! You are just someone I don't want." It's just a pair of broken shoes. We've already been divorced. Why are you so arrogant? Is it possible that Ye Suoran can still protect you for the rest of his life? Just wait, I will make you pay for what you said today! How dare you threaten me? !”
“Acquaintance? From the entertainment industry?”
Mo Bai nodded: "Well, I met someone and talked some nonsense, so I came down late."
Zhao Ling was waiting for her in the underground garage. After getting in the car, Zhao Ling asked, "Why did you come down so late? You said you were done filming half an hour ago. Why did you delay it?"
"Mo Shuya?" Zhao Ling read the name and quickly remembered it, immediately becoming alert: "Have you met your former adoptive parents' daughter, Mo Shuya?"
Zhao Ling was a little confused. Mo Bai didn't have many interactions with people in the entertainment industry, and there were even fewer who could be called acquaintances.
Yes, Ye Suran and I have divorced. He has no obligation to help me and no reason to protect me. How can he protect me for the rest of his life?
Hah, but I am an artist in his company. Unless the contract is terminated, he still has to protect me.
Mo Bai nodded: "Yeah."
Mo Bai shook his head: "I'm not familiar with it. I just met Mo Shuya and was stopped by her."
Mo Bai didn't look back, but he was still affected by Mo Shuya's words.
Mo Bai: "Sister Ling, I'm fine. Do you have anything else to do later? If nothing happens, let's go home."
Zhao Ling felt better now: "There was originally a dinner party, but Mr. Ye said there was no need to go. He has already met all the investors and directors for you, so there is no need to waste time."
Dinner parties are nothing more than trivial matters. In this circle, if you want resources, unless you have the ability, you must have a backer. What about those who have no backers? There are really not many people who can be famous. This industry is so realistic. The most indispensable thing in the entertainment industry is handsome guys and beauties. There are a lot of them, and there is also no shortage of those with acting skills. But if you have acting skills and people are willing to use you, it is all in vain.
That’s why there are unspoken rules. You need to sacrifice something. Otherwise, under the same conditions, why would people choose you?
Mo Bai doesn’t need this, because she has a strong enough backer. She doesn’t need to attend any dinner parties, and she doesn’t need to grovel to please others.
Mo Bai nodded: "Okay, let's go home."
At night, Mo Bai had just come out of the shower, and her whole body was steaming. When she saw the person sitting by the bed playing with her baby, she paused while wiping her hair, but she didn't say anything. He had been really diligent in coming these past two days. The excuse is just to accompany the baby and think of the baby so that he can come.
Mo Bai found a hair dryer and was about to dry his hair when Ye suddenly waved to her: "Come here."
“What to do?” She asked, but she still walked over.
Ye suddenly pulled her over and pulled a chair over for her to sit on, while he stood and blew her hair.
After sitting in the car for three hours, I am indeed a little tired.
Ye Suranan: "Very tired?"
"Fortunately, I'm not very tired." Mo Bai squinted his eyes, listening to the whirring of the hair dryer, and feeling the touch of his fingers running through her hair, gently and tenderly.
When his hair was almost dry, Ye Suranan put away the hair dryer. Mo Bai just thought of it, but he held him down: "Don't move, I'll give you a massage and squeeze your shoulders."
Mo Bai turned to look at him, obviously asking: Can you do it?
Ye suddenly pressed her shoulders and asked her to sit up straight: "You will know if you can try it. It is definitely not as good as a professional, but I can still press her shoulders. I used to press my grandma a lot. I Dad invited the professional masseuse to come over, so I won’t be needed anymore. I can still massage it for you.”
Nian Baobao also came over, imitating Ye Suranan's example, patting Mo Bai's back and rubbing his shoulders, quite vigorously, and hugged Mo Bai's arm with a look of praise: "Mommy, are you feeling comfortable?"
Mo Bai couldn't laugh or cry immediately, and nodded seriously: "Come on, okay, mommy, give the baby a squeeze?"
The baby immediately shrank into a ball: "No, no."
Mo Bai suddenly said: "I met Mo Shuya."
"Mo Shuya? Who is Mo Shuya?" Ye suddenly felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. No, his surname was Mo?
At this moment he reacted: "Mo Jianhui's daughter?"
"Um."
(End of this chapter)