Chapter 73: This is a waste

The Qin family and the Di family and Liu family both fell out because of the in-laws, and now they have added a strict family. It is equivalent to the long-term cooperation, preparation for cooperation, and the support of the Qin family. Qiu, if at this time, who will fall down a little bit, then the end of the Qin family bankruptcy is almost in sight.
He Bai turned this relationship in his mind and suddenly remembered the busy days of Di Qiuhe a few days ago. He looked at him from side to side and asked, "The divorce of Yan Hui and Qin Rong will not be yours and grandfather." According to Di Qiuhe, Yan Hui is very fond of Qin Rong. A woman who loves Qin Rong is now suddenly determined to divorce. There is only one reason to think about it. That is, Yan Hui knows some of her. Unacceptable things.
"No." Di Qiuhe shook his head and tickles and kissed his eyes. He explained, "My grandfather and I have been busy with the connection between Huading and Daze and the transformation of Huading. I have the support of my grandfather. Huading directly waived the process of accumulating capital in the early stage, and now the transformation is just right."
Huading's transformation?
He Bai thinks that Huading, the last generation, is an entertainment company like the emperor. It is the trump card that Di Qiuhe used to compete with the emperor. In this life, Huading has so far focused on the construction of this piece. If Di Qiuhe of this life wants to use Hua Ding and the emperor to fight down, then the transformation is indispensable. But how easy it is for a company to transform, Di Qiuhe is an actor, busy and faint, how can he have time to deal with work.
Maybe after a while, will you become your own when you are alone?
He frowned, thinking about his chin, and then happy again - did this mean that he could live a happy bachelor with his roommates? Every day, "hand talk" is very tired, he wants to rest, and a few games with the roommates, bubble library, play.
"What are you thinking?"
A gentle but full of threatening voice rang in the ear, followed by a bite in the earlobe.
"... don't play tricks." He returned to the gods, flattened the corners of his mouth that he did not consciously lift, pushed him out of a serious expression, and shifted the subject. "So why does Hui Hui divorce Qin Rong?"
Di Qiuhe glanced at the hand he pushed, and looked at his face on the line of sight, not answering.
He Bai smiled, squeezed out the dimples of his left face, and hugged him.
One, two...
"It's useless to spoil!" Di Qiuhe took him over and forced him to take a look at his dimple's position. After he licked his hair, he explained in detail, "Because Di Xisong and Qin Rong were noisy, didn't pay attention. After being rigorously heard about their quarrel, Yan Hui returned to her family to calm down for a few days and made a divorce."
He Bai dismissed his hair and made doubts. "So, have they been divorced for several days? And, how do you know so clearly about what happened in the Qin family?"
Di Qiuhe glanced at his hair and made a mess again. He replied briefly, "An assistant."
In fact, the news that An’s assistant handed over was very vague. It was only that Di Xiasong and Qin Rong did not know why they had quarreled. Then Yan Hui went to persuade him not to persuade him to succeed, and he returned to his family to ask for a divorce. Outsiders are saying that Yan Hui is a small family, only persuaded that he will not make a divorce, but he can probably guess what he knows. Yan Hui should know something from the quarrel between Di Xisong and Qin Rong.
He Bai probably wants to understand the twists and turns around him, and he can't stand the window of the car, and his face is numb. There is a dog attribute who also likes to smash the boyfriend's true egg pain. If it is not Di Spicy Chicken, it must be covered with bird feathers.
Di Qiuhe was so cool, of course he didn't want him to run away, so he stretched his arm and grabbed his waist and dragged it back. The smile on the face was gentle and amiable, but his eyes were green. "Little white, I am See if you are getting fat."
He Bai twisted his body and licked him.
Dead metamorphosis!
Di Qiuhe took his leg and decisively gripped his leg and rubbed his waist.
"...the bastard! Let go!"
Going home and changing his clothes, He Bai was stinky and pulled into the car by Di Qiuhe. He looked down at the camera and took the Di Qiuhe around him into the air.
Di Qiuhe, who achieved the "couple suit" achievement, was very happy. He was sitting on his side with a conscious and inclusive attitude. He looked at him with a small temper. He took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo, and wrote the husband’s common property and sent a message. .
White and white: Thanks to Hui Jie for inviting me and Xiaobai to participate in the party, everyone is happy Christmas.
Di powder: sofa! Autumn and autumn! Merry Christmas!
He powder: Qiuqiu and my family Xiaobai have Christmas together?
Passerby powder: What are you talking about? Who is Qiuqiu? I am concerned about He Bai, not someone else.
Hehe CP powder: Hey, let's have Christmas together, don't stop sharing Weibo! Seek a photo! Seeking a selfie!
Di Qiuhe flipped through the comments. After seeing a certain piece, he picked up his eyebrows and sneaked his mobile phone slightly. He took a picture of He Bai, who was playing with the camera, and then smiled and continued to send Weibo.
White and white: Our family Xiaobai is playing with the camera at all times. Is his serious look very cute? The photos you like are taken by him so seriously.
After the release, no matter what fans in the comment area have blown up because of his phrase "our family Xiaobai", the mobile phone is closed, and the white door is focused on the door.
The movement of the white album is getting slower and slower and slower...
"Do you see enough?" He licked his side.
Di Qiuhe embraced her chest and smiled deeper. "I am willing to take care of me?"
He Baiguo took back his eyes and shut up his eyes, and continued to turn the album.
Di Qiuhe relied on the past, put him in his arms, bowed his head and kissed his head, smiling a little stupid, "Little white, Merry Christmas, I have a gift for you."
Childish ghosts don’t know who the spoiled people are.
The expression on the whiteboard softened and looked at him sideways. "What gift?"
Di Qiuhe kissed his lips sideways, rubbed his pockets in his pocket, pulled out a red rope bracelet with a transfer bead, pulled his hand around him, and kissed his hand. Laughing, "This, keep peace and longevity."
The familiar and exaggerated style is very similar to the hand strap that he once sent out.
"I don't care at all, the gift actually learns my creativity." He Bai sneered at the nose, dialed the transfer beads, bowed out of his pocket and pulled out a platinum chain, raised his hand around his neck, and then untied his tie and The shirt neckline stuffed the chain in, helped him rearrange the neckline and tie, and said, "But the trick is two and a half, Merry Christmas, Di three years old."
When Di Qiuhe did not cooperate, she immediately pulled the tie and lifted the ring hanging on the chain. The expression was so unpredictable that it stopped for a few seconds. Suddenly she kissed the ring and stretched her arm to hold it in her arms. Seriously, "Puppy, I will be fine to you."
"I just ask you not to be angry with me." He Bai patted his back, and for a moment he couldn't help but smile, whispering, "stupid, so naive, don't know when it will mature." ""
Di Qiuhe kissed his ear sideways and smiled and didn't talk.
In front of a lover, what can you eat as a meal? No matter what is outside, in the face of the puppy, he only wants to be the three-year-old who is tolerant, beloved, ridiculed and naive, but can make the puppy happy.
Yu Hui set the party location in a holiday villa on the outskirts of B City. When He Bai and Di Qiuhe arrived, the sky was already dark, the villa was brightly lit, and many luxury cars were parked in the yard.
"Let's it late?" He Bai sorted out the tie and asked outside.
Di Qiuhe took a look at the time, shook his head, reached out to help him smooth his tie, and replied. "Not too late, Yu Hui is doing a private party this time. The time is very random. Maybe some old friends are here first.

He Bai nodded and understood that after the car stopped, he joined the car hall and introduced the villa hall along the servant's finger.
The lobby is very lively, Christmas-themed dresses can be seen everywhere, food and wine are placed on the long table, guests can easily walk in the hall, eat and talk, the atmosphere looks very relaxed and casual.
The earthen bun was holding a smile on his face, but his heart was screaming.
A lot of older generations of filmmakers after the film TV producer! Even some of the big guys who have already left the entertainment circle are here! This is a paradise for entertainment, just take a picture and make a headline!
Yu Hui noticed their arrival, busy jumping out of the sister circle, greeted with a smile on his face, then hugged him, and kissed his side face with force, excited, "Xiaohe, you take me It’s so good! The special edition of
C Shadow
has been sold out of stock and is now being printed. I love you!

Di Qiuhe's face brushed black, and even the mask of gentle smirk was forgotten. He took the white shoulder and pulled it to his arms. He strewed his handkerchief and wiped his cheek. Lip print, cold shout, "Hui sister, Xiaobai is mine."
Yu Hui was stunned by his face.
He Baixin’s bells and bells, he broke his arms and wanted to round the field, but he saw Yu Hui immediately returning to God. He smiled and flew Di Qiuhe’s eyes, and said,
You know baby boyfriend, look at your vinegar. Like, the sour taste is full of halls, so good, you play, I will not be a light bulb, there is a problem to find me." After the end of the congratulations to the white, squeezed his eyes, turned and walked back to the sister circle.
He Bai: "..." What is the situation?
He turned to look at Di Qiuhe.
Di Qiuhe also wiped his face and wiped his face until he could not see the traces. He said that he was satisfied with the handkerchief and explained, "I said that this party is a private party hosted by Hui Jie. She is the master. Please come. What is the relationship between the guests, her heart is clearer than anyone else, our relationship she had guessed the last time you took the cover, just just completely confirmed. Rest assured, she is measured, will not talk of."
He Bai remembered the unclear smile of Yu Hui after the last cover shot, silence - when a woman is sensitive to this kind of creature, guessing things is simply a quasi-horse.
Neither of them is a person who likes to party on this occasion. They will come over and just look at the face of Yu Hui. So after they have greeted the host, they don’t go out to meet other people, they look for a corner and eat. Eat and chat, plan to wait for more than half of the party to say goodbye, go home to wash and sleep.
But they don't look for others, it doesn't mean they won't come to them.
An old card came over and invited Di Qiuhe to dance. Di Qiuhe refused. Another veteran came over and invited Di Qiuhe to chat in the past. Di Qiuhe once again smiled and refused; a famous screenwriter came over with a glass of wine and invited Di Qiuhe to have a drink. Di Qiuhe had to drive for a while. The reasons for rejection are rejected.
He Bai moved away from Di Qiuhe and looked at him up and down.
Di Qiuhe quickly said innocently, "I don't know them, you know, I am still just a little actor who is too angry, and they can't make an intersection."
"Then they came to look for you one by one, what do you want to do, fancy your beauty? There is still a man inside." He Baiyan eyelids, faint expression.
Di Qiuhe saw his eyes bright. "Are you jealous?"
He Bai brutally opened a nut.
"...they didn't look at me, it was Daze behind me." Di Qiuhe honestly explained that the peeled nut meat was pushed over and the tone was a little bit more serious. "Xiaobai, I am not with them." The same, I acted, the beginning is because I want to stand on the bright side, let Qin Li not dare to harm me unscrupulously, now it is because I like this profession. I have the capital to let me just be an actor, no need To cater to others, but they are different, they need the investment and support of others. So I can reject them, but they dare not offend me."
He Bai remembers a lot of achievements he has earned in his life, and he remembers his resume, which is almost a whiteboard in his life, and squinting, suddenly a little disgusting. This guy’s life is a typical example of the end-of-life success of adversity struggles. In this life, he has been doing the second generation and the third generation. He has been full of the backstage, the old saying goes well, and the adversity is compelling. This guy has crossed the course in this life, and finally does not It will become a waste.
"Puppy." Di Qiuhe sat up straight and leaned back against him on the back of the chair. His voice was faint. "Are you telling me bad things in your heart?"
He Baiyu licked his mouth, took back his sight and buried his head to eat nuts. Forget it, people choose their own, and waste is recognized. As long as you don’t die young, you can say it.
Di Qiuhe pulled his mouth and felt that he was not mistaken. The eyes of the puppy had just flashed the message "This is a waste", "Little White Face" and "Three Generations Make Mediocrity". He probably, maybe, maybe, was The lover is disgusted.
"Hello, bother."
A gorgeous and pleasant voice rang on the side of the body, breaking the strange atmosphere of the childish psychological war between the two, and the two quickly converge on the emotions and look sideways.
Black non-fault casual suit, half-length brown curly hair, wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, European double eyelids, deep into the contours of foreigners, gentle brown eyes, healthy skin of wheat... Come Man is a beautiful man, or a beautiful man of classical elegance.
He Bai contrasted the appearance of himself and the other party, and regretted that he seems to be inferior to the other side except for his age... He looked at the opposite side of the autumn sword with a knife, the spicy chicken, both men and women provoked Flower radish bird!
After receiving the eye knife of the sweetheart, Di Qiuhe did not feel consciously straight back, and his heart was refreshing and panic. He looked politely and politely and asked, "What is the matter of Liu’s coming over?"
Liu Lange, the veteran movie actor who he called Liu teacher, smiled softly at him. He simply said hello and looked at He Bai. He said, "Mr. He, I just saw the cover photo you gave her from Xiaohui, and I really appreciate it. So take the liberty and want to talk to you about cooperation."
He Baiyi, doubting to see him, "cooperation?"
Liu Lange nodded, the attitude was very gentle and kind, and there was no shelf at all, which made people feel good.
This time, Di Qiuhe looked like a knife, but his knife's goal was Liu Lange.
He Bai returned to God, concealed him with a foot, got up and invited Liu Lange to sit down, gave him a glass of juice, put a correct attitude, and asked questions about cooperation in detail after a few words.
Liu Lango noticed the eyes of Di Qiuhe, looked at the smile with a smile, nodded at him, and began to talk to He Bai about the coming of this time - summed up: he is a top The spokesperson of the luxury brand, going to participate in the brand's spring fashion show catwalk, when it is time to make a street shoot, I hope he can help him shoot.

Street shot?
He Bai’s brain shot the two street beats that Di Qiuhe repaired at the beginning of his rebirth. Immediately after returning to God, they emptied them from their minds and brought up many big-name stars to go abroad to watch the show. It’s comparable to the blockbuster cover of a fashion magazine.
Although he has not photographed it, this job seems to be not too difficult.
"Thank you for your invitation, Mr. Liu, because the time you are dating is two years from now, so I have to communicate with the assistant who arranged my work schedule before I can pick up the job." After not directly taking the job, but after giving the other party's own contact information, the euphemist said that he would give the other party an exact answer in a week.
Liu Lange expressed his understanding of this. After exchanging business cards with him, he got up and said goodbye. He looked at Di Qiuhe before going, and smiled politely.
Di Qiuhe was frowned by his smile. "I don't like him."
"If you like him, I will break up with you immediately." He Bai collected his business card, pinched a flesh into his mouth and smiled. "Okay, don't vinegar, time is not early, let's find it." Sister is leaving."
After the trouble of Liu Lange, Yu Hui actually moved out of a large-scale "C Shadow" Christmas special issue at the party, Di Qiuhe's head quickly erected the food radar, and quickly made this proposal, with After he and Yu Hui left, they left this vanity fair, which is lively but not pleasant.
After going home to wash and sleep, after getting up the next day, Di Qiuhe found that He Bai’s Weibo was blown up again. There are three reasons: the cover of
C Shadow
; Yi Yi’s digital version of the personal interview was pulled out by the marketing number. The version; Buffalo official website released the photo of Di Qiuhe's endorsement.
The concentrated explosion of the works made He Bai’s name a strong screen, and the number of fans rose a lot. These autumnal photos of Di Qiuhe were also pulled out by netizens and stunned, and they were so excited that they were full of blood--a completely different Di Qiuhe! Wearing a watch is like wearing a demon mask, and the hormonal explosion of Di Qiuhe! A seemingly strong love of the photo outside, want to rush to take off his clothes Di Qiuhe!
Handsome nosebleed, crisp and soft, Yan is justice!
The enthusiasm of the Yan control people urgently needs to vent, but they did not find Di Qiuhe's Weibo, so the Yan control people stalked the vines, all touched the white microblogging.
Di Qiuhe turned over the refreshing microblog commentary, looking at the white quilt on the bed and sipping his scent, hooked his lips, walked over and kissed his forehead, and touched his hair. Then I got up and walked out of the room, went to the study room and opened the white computer. I picked out a photo of the photo taken by others on the day of the photo and uploaded the microblog.
White and white: Thank you for your love. I wish you all a happy New Year and Happy New Year in the solar calendar. 【image】
Suddenly the shoulders were held down, and the white dumb voice of He Bai woke up from behind. "Di is three years old, are you using my microblogging to mess things up?"
Di Qiuhe's body was stiff, he quickly turned off the Weibo page, turned and smiled at him, touched the back of his hand, stretched his arm to hold his waist, looked up at him, gentle, "Wake up? Breakfast wants What to eat, I will do it for you."
"I don't want to be a white mouse for your cooking skills." He Bai yawned and yawned, didn't pursue him to tweeting Weibo, raised his hand and pinched his ear, and suddenly stepped forward to sit on him. On the thigh, he stretched his arms around his neck, put his head on his shoulder, and closed his eyes.
Di Qiuhe’s heart jumped abruptly, busy tightening his arm and letting him stick to himself. In his heart, because of his dependence on the relatives’ warmth, he gently turned him up, stroked his back and kissed him sideways. Ears, "I haven't slept yet? I woke you up?"
"Yeah." He Bai nodded, his voice was very vague, and he was still sleepy, but still fierce. "I blame you, I used to go to bed early and get up early and get healthy. Since you came back, I started to sleep late..."
Di Qiuhe sneered, letting him sit on his back, leaning against the back of the chair, slowly touching his back and yelling, "Let's sleep longer, you have to sleep for a little longer."
"I don't have fat, I didn't see fat when I used to sleep like a pig..." He Bai was very comfortable to touch, and his consciousness was slowly blurred. "I used to take pictures for art. Now I take pictures to make money, and the road is not. It’s the same, but it seems that there is no difference in the days, except to raise your childish ghost...

Di Qiuhe laughed again, his chest shaking and his body moving, whispering. "Have you used to refer to elementary school before? I eat less, very good, so you don't have to work so hard. Puppy, since you have raised me, can you let me raise it?"
He Bai did not answer, and he fell asleep on him.
"I don't feel afraid of headache when I go back to sleep..." Di Qiuhe kissed his cheek sideways, feeling the warm body temperature that he had uploaded, and adjusted his posture so that he could sleep more comfortably on himself.
The sudden ringing of the mobile phone ring broke the warmth of this room. He Bai, who was quietly asleep, was awakened by the ringing tone. He looked at Di Qiuhe with a big eyes, and his eyes were rounded to the extreme, sleeping with one head. The hair is sloppy, as if it were a few years old.
Di Qiuhe frowned, raised his arm and picked up the phone on the table and pressed it. He calmly rubbed his ear and held him up and said, "I will take you back to the room to sleep."
He Bai returned to God, some headaches raised his hand and rubbed his temples, patted his shoulder and motioned him to put himself down and shook his head and said, "Don't sleep, sleep more and more headaches, to see who is calling."
As soon as the voice fell, the phone on the table rang again.
Di Qiuhe was suffocating, let him down and help him lick his temples, kiss his forehead, and turned to the table. Seeing a strange number on the phone call, the brow wrinkled more tightly, and the tone was not too good after the connection. Hey," he said.
"Autumn crane, I am aunt, I want to talk to you about something."
Familiar and strange female voice came from the receiver, Di Qiuhe first doubts, and then reacted to this aunt refers to Yan Hui, remembering the attitude of the other party to their own goodness, wrinkled brow loose, asked "What do you want to talk about?"
"Talk about alliance." Yan Hui's tone was a bit resolute and resentful, and there was a slight repression. "If I can, I hope to see Mr. Fan, and I have something to tell you about your mother's death."

Di Qiuhe heard his words and stood up straight, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you know about my mother's death?"
He Bai heard a word, busy relying on the past to hold his hand, watching him worriedly.
As soon as the hand warmed, Di Qiuhe quickly took his hand back, and the expression of sinking slowly converges. He stretched his arms and took him to his arms and hugged him. His heart was a little calm and his tight body relaxed.
Yan Hui was reluctant to talk on the phone and insisted on an appointment. Di Qiuhe considered the location of the conversation in the Fan House. The specific time to meet was to ask Fan Da.
The warm atmosphere was completely broken. After the phone hanged, He Bai quickly returned to the room to change clothes, and went to Fan House with Di Qiuhe.
After the discussion, Fan Da took the meeting time about a week later. He was puzzled by this. He thought that Fanda would be very anxious to know what happened in the past.
"Yan Hui is not in the right mood. The words may be true or false. For the sake of insurance, we should investigate the recent situation of Yan family in advance and give him a time to sort out emotions." Qiuhe frowned and explained his hair. "You don't worry at school. I will call you after the results. I will take the exam and I will wait for you in the crew."
He Bai remembered the crew who returned to the B city today, frowned, did not say anything, nodded his words.