"What did you just say?"

"I said, this time I owe you a favor. If you give me any conditions in the future, I will try my best to satisfy them."

Mo Wenchu ​​patiently repeated what he just said.

David's somewhat proud laughter came from the other end of the phone.

Mo Wenchu ​​frowned in confusion.

"The recording is proof, but you can't deny it in the future."

David said proudly.

Mo Wenchu ​​helped to hold her forehead, "Can you still be a little childish?"

"Aren't you afraid that you will be untrustful?" David changed his tone, "By the way, don't worry about Zhao Yi. Since my dad is willing to help, good news should be heard soon."

"Yeah, I understand."

Although David comforted Mo Wenchu ​​for a long time, she was still worried when she hung up the phone.

Even when the filming was restarted, she was still a little absent-minded.

During the filming, Shao Xuan sat down next to Mo Wenchu, took a sip of coffee and asked with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing." Mo Wenchu ​​glanced at the other party coldly, and then immediately looked away.

Shao Xuan had long been used to Mo Wenchu's attitude towards him. After a smile, he continued, "I always feel that you have something to worry about recently. By the way, why haven't Zhao Yi, who has been by your side, seen recently?"

"He has some private matters to deal with."

Nodding slowly, Shao Xuan picked up the coffee and savored it carefully, "My brother will come to the set to visit the set tomorrow."

"..." Mo Wenchu ​​paused slightly, and she was glad that she had already turned her eyes away from Shao Xuan. When she turned around, she had already smiled, "Mr. Shao, right? I have heard of Daming for a long time."

Shao Xuan carefully observed Mo Wenchu's expression, but after some careful consideration, he did not find anything wrong with the other party's expression.

Silently closing his eyes, Shao Xuan smiled, "You and my brother met before."

"Is that true?" Mo Wenchu ​​smiled brightly, "I don't know much about this."

"When we were dating, I took you to meet parents, and you and my brother got along very well."

Shao Xuan deliberately increased the pronunciation of the last two words, staring at Mo Wenchu ​​with a faint smile on his lips.

Mo Wenchu ​​also smiled, "Is that right?"

"I remember that at my birthday party, you helped my brother a lot. My brother would mention you from time to time in the past two years. He will come to the scene tomorrow. Why not let the three of us have dinner together at noon."

"..." Mo Wenchu ​​had insulted Shao Xuan thousands of times in her heart, but on the surface she could only respond with a smile, "Okay, I'm really looking forward to it."

Shao Xuan raised his eyebrows, "Then I will tell him the good news now."

When he got up and went to make a phone call, Mo Wenchu ​​sat in the same place or in her coffee cup, her eyes kept falling on Shao Xuan.

His brows suddenly tightened, and Mo Wenchu ​​gave Shao Xuan a fierce look when he called him as he turned his back to him.

When Shao Xuan turned around, she showed her iconic smirk again, "How is it? Did Mr. Shao agree?"

"Of course." Shao Xuanhan sat down next to Mo Wenchu, staring at her with bright black eyes, "My brother also said he was looking forward to meeting tomorrow."

Mo Wenchu ​​could only break her teeth and swallow it in her stomach, "So much me."

Returning to this world, Mo Wenchu ​​pretends to lose her memory and cannot reveal any flaws.

Similarly, having fear of Shao Yi was the thought of Mo Wenchu ​​before she lost her memory two years ago. For Mo Wenchu ​​now, there was no need for her to be afraid of someone she was unfamiliar with and did not know.

When on the set, Mo Wenchu ​​was able to pretend to be calm.

But as soon as she returned to the RV, she immediately put her head against the car window in grievance, constantly touching her forehead and sighing.

"Sister Wenchu, what's wrong with you?" the assistant asked with concern.

"It's nothing, let me be quiet alone." Mo Wenchu ​​waved her hand, and after that, the carriage returned to silence.

When he returned to the hotel, Mo Wenchu ​​was about to go back to the room, but when he walked to the hall, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"In 20 minutes, pass the remaining information and tell the people from the Finance Department that if I can't see the report before tomorrow morning, they can leave."

Gu Jue's unique and cold voice came, which made Mo Wenchu's steps instantly stop.

However, Gu Jue didn't seem to notice her when he passed by, and walked out of the hotel with big strodes and disappeared into the night.

"Sister Wenchu, what are you looking at?" The assistant beside him looked at Mo Wenchu ​​who was staying there and couldn't help asking.

Mo Wenchu ​​woke up in a daze and responded faintly, "It's nothing, go upstairs."

The elevator door opened and Mo Wenchu ​​immediately walked in.

Since making the decision to leave two years ago, Mo Wenchu ​​has often been troubled by nightmares.

And during the period after returning to China, those nightmares showed signs of a sudden increase.

At night, Mo Wenchu ​​woke up from the nightmare again.

A layer of fine beads of sweat floated on his forehead. After waking up, Mo Wenchu ​​reached out and touched it, and let out a dull sigh in the silent room.

Close your eyes, but the picture that just appeared in your nightmare appeared unconsciously in your mind-

Zhao Yi stood in a pool of blood and struggled to walk towards her.

Groping and reaching out to turn on the desk lamp. Under the sudden light, Mo Wenchu ​​blinked unnaturally, and then lifted the quilt and found the phone underneath.

Two o'clock in the morning...

Mo Wenchu ​​looked at the unresponsive dialog box and tried to call Zhao Yi again.

According to time calculations, it should be the afternoon of Paris time.

"Sorry, the phone number you called has been turned off..."

Mo Wenchu ​​frowned, and in a panic, he called Zhao Yi again.

The mechanical female voice repeated the words just now, and her tone was not mixed with any emotion.

Although Zhao Yi did not answer the phone before, at least his phone was turned on. But now, his phone was turned off directly, and Mo Wenchu ​​felt even more uneasy.

Before I could think too much, Mo Wenchu ​​immediately called David.

After a long wait, David finally answered the phone.

"Hey? Why do you call this time?"

David was sleepy and had a strong nasal tone.

"David, what should I do? Zhao Yi's phone is off."

"What?"

David, who was originally sleepy, immediately sat up and said, "Shut down?"

"Yes, I'm really worried about something wrong with him. Is there no clue on your dad's side?"

"No, they might take a little time."

Mo Wenchu ​​rubbed her hair a little annoyed, "This way, I'll check out the next itinerary. If I can free up time, I'll go to France in person."
Chapter completed!