After Li Junzhong came out of the Star Banquet, he was still very interested.

Except for him, probably no one knows that Song Huaizhou, the CFO of the Song Group who was killed in a plane crash a week ago, now changes his name and lives in the home of an 18th-tier starlet.

He is the son of Xingyu, the only son of the Li family. He has wanted stars and stars and the moon since he was a child.

So watching Song Huaizhou go through the bloody struggle for power in the Song family, from being an illegitimate child to where he is today, and then temporarily putting aside all his plans for love, it was really more exciting than any script he had ever read.

He had to praise Song Huaizhou - a warrior who charged for love.

Li Junzhong put his hands in his pockets and paced happily.

"Jun Zhong."

Li Li had been waiting outside for a long time, and when she saw the handsome man, she immediately went up to him.

I originally thought that the young master fell in love with Jiang Yueyue, but that didn't seem to be the case.

She tentatively said: "Junzhong, where is Yueyue... Although I have paid hush money to the paparazzi, things have happened twice this week. How about you help me give her a warning? She must take your words to heart."

"

The night fell on the man, highlighting his slender figure. The meaning of his smile was unclear, "Let her have her own way in the circle. Don't let her go wild, and don't spoil her."

Li Li hesitated for a moment, "...hmm."

——

the next day.

Under the faint sunlight, Jiang Yueyue lay on the bed with sleepy eyes, reluctantly touching the high-end mattress, special pillows, and luxurious leather double bed.

When Jiang Cheng came in with breakfast with an expressionless face, he heard the woman muttering.

"I heard that a rich man's mattress costs three million. When will I be able to live such a good life of spending money like water? Hey..."

The corners of his tight mouth couldn't help but twitch.

When Jiang Yueyue saw Jiang Cheng, her little face, obsessed with the dream of getting rich, immediately fell.

She didn't forget that this bitch man gave her 20,000 yuan.

Seeing the exquisite Western breakfast, Americano coffee and strawberry scones in his hand, her eyelids couldn't help but jump again.

"How much does this breakfast cost?"

Every dish at Xingyan costs three figures.

Jiang Cheng had a dark face and almost threw the breakfast in front of her, "It's free, it was included in last night's set meal."

Jiang Yueyue breathed a sigh of relief.

But seeing the condescending and disdainful look of the man in front of her, she blushed slightly and hummed, "You are a freeloader, you don't know how hard it is to make money."

Jiang Cheng frowned, his face was cold, and his tone was subtle, "You can earn 160,000 yuan per live broadcast, and you still think it's hard to make money?"

Jiang Yueyue was eating a strawberry scone and almost choked.

She took a sip of coffee and calmed down, "This is the first time I've earned so much, and no one's money comes from strong winds. I won't give so many gifts next time."

After saying that, she suddenly tilted her head and looked at him, "How do you know I made so much money from my live broadcast?"

Jiang Cheng said calmly: "It's on the hot search list, and I'm not blind."

Jiang Yueyue glanced at him and said, "You still care about me."

After finishing breakfast, she warned: "I will join the crew for filming in three days. It will take about a month in Hengdian outside the Fifth Ring Road of Yundu."

"What about me?" He frowned.

"I'll leave you five hundred yuan, and you can take care of yourself at home."

"five hundred?"

While Jiang Yueyue rolled her eyes, she quickly transferred her WeChat message to him.

"If you have the ability, you can make money to support me."
Chapter completed!