Renxin Hospital. .

It was ten o'clock in the morning, which was the time for Hou Chen Yuhan to make an appointment with the doctor.

In the waiting room, there were pregnant women sitting in twos and threes, some chatting, some dozing off...perhaps they were falling asleep with the little lives in their bellies?

Hou Chen Yuhan didn't like the smell in the hospital very much. She was anxiously waiting for her number to arrive. At least she was anxious in her heart.

At this time, a pregnant woman next to her suddenly had pregnancy symptoms and became extremely nauseous.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to call the nurse for you?" Hou Chen Yuhan asked with concern.

The lady shook her head and frowned, "It's okay. I guess the child is too naughty and has been suffering from bad habits since morning. I should be able to call him Mei."

"You can try applying some wind oil essence." Hou Chen Yuhan said with a smile: "Put a little on a handkerchief or tissue, cover your nose a little and inhale."

This lady’s belly was not too big, so she probably had only been pregnant for a short time. When Hou Chen Yuhan said this, she felt embarrassed and said, “This is my first time as a mother, and I don’t know many things.”

Hou Chen Yuhan smiled and said: "It's the same for the first time, and I gradually got used to it."

If women can start a conversation, the topic seems to be endless. The wife, who is a first-time mother, asked curiously: "By the way, what's your pregnancy?"

"No. 12, it's your turn!" The nurse in front of the desk called out the number.

Hou Chen Yuhan quickly stood up and said, "It's my turn, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, just go ahead and do your business." The lady waved her hand and said.

The doctor is a doctor with many years of experience, she is in her early fifties, and she is a woman. For all the mothers here who come to make appointments with her, she has a somewhat innate sense of security.

Hou Chenyuhan sat quietly on the chair, holding her purse with both hands, looking a little uneasy... When she came in, the doctor who had been seen for some time had no expression on her face, and she felt uneasy, "Doctor

, what’s the result this time?”

"Mrs. Zhu, unfortunately, I still haven't gotten pregnant this time." The doctor shook his head and said, "This cycle has ended. I suggest you continue to take good care of your body in the next period of time..."

What else is the doctor saying?

Hou Chen Yuhan didn't listen at all, or even if she didn't stop, she had heard these words many times, and she could even recite them backwards.

Hou Chen Yuhan silently took her bag and pushed open the door of the doctor's office. At this moment, the new mother who had just chatted with her quickly waved to her.

Hou Chen Yuhan moved his lips, but just nodded towards the other party, lowered his head and left from the other side, with no intention of passing.

She hid in the bathroom alone, locked the door, and didn't intend to endure it. She just covered her mouth lightly and squatted here.

His shoulders shook slightly and he cried silently.

I really want to turn back time.

…

11:15 am.

"Manager, we are downstairs."

"Then let her come up." Zhu Maolin stood up, packed up the documents on his desk, "Take her directly to the conference room."

I hope the one I saw today can meet the requirements, otherwise I will have to use the completed piece. Zhu Maolin came to the conference room alone, and then pulled down about half of the curtains here.

Mobile phone text messages.

Zhu Maolin just sat down and saw his wife's short breath.

Wife: Are you busy?

Zhu Maolin: I'm going to interview a model. Is there anything wrong?

Wife: The doctor said it failed again this time.

Zhu Maolin paused while pressing his finger on the phone screen. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and he replied: Let's talk about it when we get back.

Wife: What time will you be back tonight?

"Manager, this is Xiaolu." Tboy introduced a young long-haired girl who was brought in.

The elements of youth and beauty are fully displayed on Xiaolu's body, and she is accompanied by a just right smile. Zhu Maolin took a brief look and nodded, "Not bad, let's sit down and talk. tboy

, you ask her some questions first, and I’ll take a look first.”

Xiaolu sat down slightly nervously.

Only then did Zhu Maolin reply: They are here, I will work first. You don’t have to wait for me at night.

He didn't wait for his wife's reply, and didn't seem to intend to reply any more. He put down his phone and devoted himself to the interview, observing every reaction and action of the girl under tboy's questions.

"Miss Xiaolu, have you ever used this product yourself?" Tboy didn't know which question to ask.

"Honestly, I've never used it...will this have any impact?" Xiaolu asked feeling slightly uneasy.

Tboy smiled and said: "It's just some reference, you don't need to worry about it. Then the next question."

At this time, Zhu Maolin suddenly interrupted and asked: "What would you do if I told you that the filming will start in an hour and you only have thirty minutes at most to read the script?"

"Immediately?" Xiaolu was obviously startled by the manager of the advertising company.

Zhu Maolin is a relatively well-known person in the industry. It is rumored that this well-known industry insider is a famous workaholic and efficiencyist. Although she was somewhat mentally prepared before arriving, she never expected that it would be so sudden.

"Yes, right away. Just tell you what I will do." Zhu Maolin nodded.

The strong professional aura made this fledgling girl, who had not yet graduated from school, feel out of breath. She lowered her head and said, "I... I'll do my best."

When tboy heard this answer, he couldn't help but shook his head secretly... If Zhu Maolin, as the leader, hadn't said that he wanted to be cheap and unfamiliar, he wouldn't have been suitable to find such a newcomer at this juncture.

But Zhu Maolin still looked closely at the little girl in front of him and didn't say a word.

Xiaolu grabbed each other's fingers under the table, lowered her head and stood up, "Yes, I'm sorry for disturbing you."

She had already seen Tboy's unqualified look.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Maolin asked abruptly.

"I...I'm leaving."

"If you leave, who will shoot the next movie?" Zhu Maolin said calmly: "Am I coming?"

"Really...really?" Xiaolu was startled, her eyes widened, and she looked at this scary manager in disbelief.

Zhu Maolin just said calmly: "Tboy, I give you five minutes to print out the script, and then you have forty minutes to explain it to her. After an hour, let the makeup artist come to the set. The filming will officially start at 2:30 p.m., hurry up.

"

"Manager, is this... meal time?" Tboy said with a grimace: "Manager, aren't you going to eat?"

"On the way." Zhu Maolin said directly: "Bring her something to eat. Remember, we are fighting against time, let's go!"

"Okay...okay."

Seeing tboy taking Xiaolu out of the house, who had not yet completely woken up from being selected, Zhu Maolin quickly packed up the things on the table.

Can't stop time...can't.

…

…

Outside the floor where the advertising company is located, or simply put, in the air outside the 19th floor, Dazhe was floating here while drinking his master's iced black tea.

While practicing my flying ability, I also watched the guests inside... and the performance of another person.

That’s the new model ‘Xiao Lu’.

Of course, Xiaolu’s identity is No. 18, but why is this?

Let’s start from last night...

…

"Didn't you say that men just don't want to go home sometimes and just want a little free space?" No. 18 spoke in a voice that made Dazhe feel very harsh and heartbreaking.

The floating duo of black soul messengers are outside Zhu Maolin's home.

"Well... even between husband and wife, it's normal for them to quarrel sometimes and then have a cold war for a few days." As an experienced person, Dazhe obviously had a lot to say.

"Really?" No. 18 sneered: "If it was just a cold war, would his wife still prepare breakfast for him every day? Knowing that he would come home late, would she put slippers at the door? Put her suit and tie in order when she goes out during the day?"

Dazhe sighed: "Well, this couple is indeed a little indifferent... By the way, didn't you say that you have the ability to dream of the past? Maybe you can find the problem by using it, right?"

"It's my freedom to use it or not." No. 18 said calmly: "Of course I have my own method. In addition, since it is teaching, I will teach you how to do the basic method of guidance."

"How to do it?" Dazhe asked curiously.

No. 18 sneered darkly... However, the laughter gradually became gentle from the coldness, and finally became sweet, like silver bells.

Wearing a black robe, with mist all over her face, the old witch who was as terrifying as the owner of the candy house in fairy tales disappeared, and was replaced by a tall, pure and lotus-like... Xiaolu.

No. 18 smiled and said: "That's it."

Sister, isn’t this the most unsavory beauty trap ever...

Dazhe was stunned. Although he felt that it looked good to see No. 18 look like this, he was not that surprised when he was still in the club, grabbing territory, fighting enemies, and doing whatever he could to use women to do this.

Although Zhe won't take the initiative to use it, he doesn't necessarily reject it either.

"Okay...are you planning to let Zhu Maolin cheat on you?"
To be continued...