I’m dressed as the mother of the black and red star, and I’m going to the baby reality show with her.
According to the original script, the original body was supposed to beat and scold her, to ignore her in cold blood, and eventually she died and jumped off the building before the reality show was over.
But now I’m here.
I lift my sleeve, baby girl, what do you want?
01
“I’ll give you $5 million after this reality show. Don’t worry, I won’t bother you. I’m sorry.
A big, beautiful star with a big wave in her hair handed me a contract.
I picked it up and I didn’t look. I looked at her face.
Joran, the red first-line star, except the red is the red red.
Her personality was so bad that she smoked, drank, fell in love and even fought in the streets more than once.
The reputation can be described as a shitty street.
If it hadn’t been for the great show and the great five officials, she would have been blocked long ago.
And yet I look at this face with a little bit of childishness, and I look at the girl who’s so well dressed, and I feel a little bit of pain.
I used to be a mom and have an angel daughter.
Only then she committed suicide because of a man.
The day after that, it was dark for me, and I lived in a state of darkness for more than a decade, and died unlovedly in a cold winter.
Open your eyes again, and I’ll come here and become Joran’s biological mother.
God has mercy, I have another daughter.
Say something, will you? I’m sorry.
Joran was a little impatient to play ash.
“Five million isn’t enough. Don’t be greedy! I’m sorry.
She’s got a bad attitude, but I can understand.
Joran’s fate was dramatic, as she was the birth daughter of her own, but she was born wrong with the daughter of a rich family.
The adoptive mother, who was common to Joran, probably without a blood connection, was forced to leave school before she reached the age of majority to earn money by scolding her as a child.
After finding out that she was not born, the adoptive mother behaved even worse towards her and fell on her first-born daughter.
The original mother, Joran’s biological mother, is not well-wielding and prefers to raise her own adopted daughter with her own hands, and turns a blind eye to the daughter she has recovered.
This has led to a lack of love in Joron’s childhood.
The agent on the side pushed the glasses.
“Mrs. Chang, this reality show is very good for Joran, and you know that Joran is not very good on the Internet, and we hope to be able to use it for a fight. I’m sorry.
I looked at the contract.
The girl who was wrongly hugged was called Nguyen Jing, and she became a star when she graduated.
Evaluation is much better than Joran.
This time, she and her biological mother, Chen Yilan, as a control group for Joran, will also be on reality shows.
According to the original script, neither the adoptive mother, Chen Yilan, nor my biological mother, would turn a blind eye to Joe and put her mind on Nguyen Jing.
“No wonder no one likes you, but you’re such a bad person, who likes you, and you deserve it!”
“You can’t even compare a finger to Nguyen Jung’s! I’m sorry.
Joran listened to this and crashed.
The reality show didn’t finish, and he jumped off the 26th floor that night and died instantly.
No tears were shed after her death, and neither the biological mother nor the adoptive mother were fighting for her inheritance.
She’s a company agent.
Anyway, a very poor girl.
Looking at her face like eight points with my daughter, I felt soft and reached out to take off the smoke.
“Smoking is bad for my body, so don’t smoke anymore.”
“I’ll take the contract and I won’t take the money. I’m sorry.
Jorant.
In her memory, my mother was never a good face to her, and she fell on her foster daughter, Nguyen.
For the first time, she seemed to have been cared for, and the schedule was frozen, and a moment later she stammered and staggered:
“Just mind your business. Just mind your work. I’m sorry.
She said she stood up to pick up the bag and ran outside the door.
I waved after her:
I’ll see you tomorrow night. I’m sorry.
02
The next night, I was at the farm yard where reality shows started.
João is wearing a tight dress with a thick and thick make-up, and better suited to a white dress with light make-up on his head.
Chen Yi Lan is carrying her bags, packing her things, and he hasn’t given a single one to Joe, who was raised in 19 years.
Nguyen Jing was very good in the circle, and the other stars and family were laughing around her.
Joran’s standing alone, like a poor boy.
She’s probably in a bit of a bad way too.
When I saw her coming, she had a little bit of awkward flashing on her face, and she couldn’t ignore me before the camera, but had to come up and scream at me with a hard skin:
“Mom. I’m sorry.
I looked at her with cold eyes.
If Joran is a knife’s mouth and bean’s heart, then Nguyen Jing is a real saber.
She was born 19 years ago, selling a car for her star dream, selling a cow for a horse, and then working three jobs alone to supply her high acting remedial classes, fainting on her desk and waking up to beat 120 to first aid.
To save the $280 fare.
After knowing that his own parents had money in their home, Nguyen Jeong left and never came back to see him again.
She’s waiting for her last look.
I’m suffocating.
The original body may not be a good mother for Joran, but for Nguyen Jing it is really too much.
I’m not looking at her, and I’m not looking at her. I’m sorry.
Say I turn around and walk to my Joron with surprise.
“You took the wrong medicine? That’s your daughter! She used to be sarcastic.
I looked at her for nothing.
It’s no wonder the Joran people look at this mouth and don’t care if it’s in front of the camera.
“My daughter is in front of me! I’m sorry.
I reached out and knocked on her head.
Jo’s head is covered in pain, but his face is red, and he doesn’t say anything, so don’t twist his head.
After the moderator’s presentation, the first segment begins.
Every mother and daughter is required to take a house for the rest of the month and then make a meal together.
João had a bad hand and instead of getting to the best of the environment, he had taken it to the farm yard.
Nguyen Jing took it to the second floor.
He looked at her and laughed.
Joran bit his lips and threw the card over the side.
I picked up my card and I smiled, “Mom loves this yard, it’s nice, it’s natural, you go home with Mom and clean up. I’m sorry.
I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
In the yard, it’s as dirty as I thought.
I started cleaning up my sleeves and handing a broom over to Joran, who was standing on his side.
“Go clean the house. I’m sorry.
João left his mouth and did not refuse to enter the house with the broom.
I packed the outside, picked up the food for the show and started cooking in the kitchen.
Joron, who had finished cleaning the house, seemed never to have been involved in a process such as cooking with his mother, standing by with his broom in his hands.
I naturally handed her a golden needle mushroom: “Go wash Mom and cut her ass.” I’m sorry.
Joran looked at the chili in my hand and used to raise the sarcasm: “I don’t like spicy.” I’m sorry.
I smiled: “Bullshit, you love to eat spicy, you’re afraid of pox.”
“It’s all right. Mom’s gonna give you a cup of hot tea at night. I’m sorry.
“How do you know? I’m sorry.
I whispered, “Mom asked your assistant, you don’t know what she likes when she’s not around, and she won’t have to ask anyone after a few more. I’m sorry.
When Joran came, he raised his head.
I saw her eyes red, but she was stubborn and refused to shed tears in front of others.
I sneezed and broke the mood: “Go and wash your food, don’t be lazy.” I’m sorry.
Instead, I made Joron feel more comfortable, sneaking back and rubbing her eyebrow and washing.
I was flying fast, and in less than an hour I made an iron-cooked geese, a hairy, a sugary little steak and a hot bottle of red wine.
The group arranged for everyone to bring their food together, and I commanded Joran to pack everything, and we took it to the designated place.
Probably too early for the others.
Joran and I sat on the side and saw her staring at my food and saliva.
She hasn’t eaten anything but a glass of yogurt today, probably hungry.
I opened the box, put in a bowl of geese with my own bowl, and smuggled it in with a few little chops.
“I’m hungry. You’ll have to get on the mat. I’m sorry.
He opened his mouth and used to refuse.
But I put a bowl in her hand: “Look how thin you are, and you’re losing weight.” Don’t worry, I’m running around the village with you at night I’m sorry.
Joran held the bowl in his hand and looked a little confused.
A moment later, she swallowed the words in her mouth and picked up the chopsticks and caught a rib.
“How’s Mom doing? I have to say,
Joran didn’t talk.
Then I saw a tear fall down her cheek and fell straight into the bowl.
All of a sudden, Joran’s name fell short on the screen and attention shifted to the food.
“I thought that Joan’s mother hated her, and I remember reading the news earlier when her mother cried not to let Nguyen Jing go, saying that only Nguyen Jing was her own daughter. I’m sorry.
“It looks good on the table. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, I want a goose too…”
“Does Joran cry, too? I’m sorry.
However, the comments coincided with the appearance of Nguyen Jing and Chen Yilan.
They’re wearing little tuxedos that don’t look like they’re coming to the country to experience life, but they’re like they’re walking on the T-line.
As soon as they arrived, they greeted guests and photographers: “Thank you for your hard work, we made pasta and Macalon. I’m sorry.
He said that Chen Yi Lan had taken up the plate and showed the camera, unwittingly, the pasta she made.
There’s one thing she does really well.
Just a little less in the middle of the plate, with two Macalon on the side.
“It’s really good, Aunty’s work is great.” I’m sorry.
Nguyen Jung travels like a social flower in the middle of the crowd to sell her Macalon.
It’s a beautiful play.
“A beautiful woman with a good heart, Macalon is a beautiful woman. I’m sorry.
“Yeah, I heard that Nguyen Jing’s mother wasn’t in good shape. She cooked herself when she was very young. I’m sorry.
“It’s really beautiful, and I’ve been watching photographers. I’m sorry.
All of us were surrounded by their mothers and their daughters, and we were as if we were isolated.
Joran seems to be used to it, and he whispers, “It’s real. I’m sorry.
I smiled a little and lifted the lid of the thermobox.
Towards the beginning of the winter, the weather has become colder, the fragrance of the iron-cooked geese has spread all over the place, and cream pasta and desserts have been completely dispersed.
And as soon as his eyes were bright, he looked towards us: “Oh, what is this? I’m sorry.
She came to know herself. She walked in three or two times.
“The iron pot roasted geese!” I’m sorry.
This is a good food, and now I can’t help but look at me, and I’m looking forward to looking at it. I’m sorry.
I pushed Joran, “Get the bowl out. I’m sorry.
Joran, keep your head down and hand over the bowl.
I don’t care. I took care of myself.
“It smells so good, Aunty. You’re so good! I’m sorry.
“Joron, you’re so happy. My mom cooks like pigs. I envy your mom for cooking so good!” I’m sorry.
Joran’s a little strange, a little red and stuttered:
“…is okay, is okay. I’m sorry.
She probably doesn’t really have any friends in her circle.
Lee Wen-seok also came up and took a sip and moved his throat.
“And tacos! I’m sorry.
The rest of them came around, and in less than a few minutes there was no one left.
With so many people surrounded, Joron was a little obstinate and he looked down.
I gave her the bowl, and naturally said, “Let’s get you some food.” I’m sorry.
She looked at me and picked up a bowl of geese for everyone.
“Joran, Aunty’s great. Thank you. Li Man-suk laughs:
“You’re welcome. I’m sorry.
At this point, she looks like an association that’s scared to get into a social oxen’s nest, where the previous Zone was so full of shit and her little face was red.
The curtains are active.
Isn’t Joran shy? It’s so cute looking at her like that! I’m sorry.
Cute ass. It’s all fake. Do you understand? I’m sorry.
“I’d like to eat a goose too. I’ll go out and eat a goose!” I’m sorry.
Nguyen Jing and Chen Yilan’s face is darker than ever, and they send Makalon to the people around them.
She must have loved Lee Wen-seok, so she went to Lee Wen-seok with pasta and Macalon and squeezed out Joron with her body:
“Don’t you like Macalon a lot? I’m sorry.
João looked at her in cold blood and laughed and didn’t speak.
Li Wen Suk-suk put a goose in his mouth with a vague handshake.
“Thank you. I’ll just eat the goose. It’s really good for Joan’s mother. Do you want to taste it? I’m sorry.
“Thank you, thank you. I’m sorry.
She was greeted by her fans:
“What’s the matter with you? I’m sorry.
“It’s just, what’s there to pretend with? It wasn’t the 18th! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
It’s the wrong guy. Lee’s fans are far from Joe’s. They’re very fighting and they’re sarcastic.
“I’m sorry, my dog ran off without a leash. I’m sorry.
“Is this really serious for my mother and daughter, making a macaron in the village, who wants a macaron in the cold? I’m sorry.
“I don’t care about her anymore and I’m still working on it. I’m sorry.
“The tea can’t be tea anymore. It’s disgusting. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
It is clear that Nguyen Jing saw these comments, and his face fell off in an instant, but soon he came up with the look of his tears, and he looked to Lee Wen Suk.
It’s a pity that Li won’t be able to look after her again, full of hot geese.
I mean, I don’t think they’ll be able to see how Chen Yilan sells his Western meal.
She had to look at me and Joe in secret.
In the cold, we’re all wearing feathers, and only their mothers and daughters are wearing their own dress, and they have very expensive jewels, like a show.
At first, Nguyen Jing’s fans were able to control the field, and after strangling with Lee Wen Suk’s fans, there was nothing left to mock.
03
Your mother and daughter have been mocked for dinner.
On the contrary, it was the Joron camera, which, although full, unexpectedly was not attacked.
When he returned to the hospital at night, Joran’s face was completely different from the $258 million he had to pull before he came to the hospital, and he was so happy that he had a little red and bright eyes.
She just had a little chat with Vincent.
The first time I had a friend, Johan was happy like a child.
I watched her stare at the horns of her cell phone and smiled a little and took the cards from the group.
The next part is mother and daughter night talk.
The lips of Joran are slightly flattened and they look to me secretly.
I’m suffocating.
I know that while Joran is doing well today, the gap between our mothers and our daughters has not been eliminated so quickly.
The original body was too heartbreaking for her, and rather than her own daughter, she fell on her adopted daughter, Nguyen Zheng, to speak to Jo, in spite of her.
The damage will not be lost so quickly.
The lights in the farm yard are dark and the fire is warm.
I sat with Joran on the couch, without a word.
After a few minutes, I bow my head and break the silence:
“How have you been all these years? I’m sorry.
The topic apparently stinged Joran, and she took a look at me, and she laughed:
“Well, do you still care? I’m sorry.
The warmth that prevailed between us had been lost.
But there is no other way. This is an inescapable problem between us.
I opened my mouth and whispered, “I know what I’m saying is useless, and my mother has hurt you, and I can’t turn back any apology.
“Mama just wanted to tell you that Mom is human, and that when you’re wrong… I really regret that you haven’t been with your mother since you were born. I’m sorry.
João looked at me with surprise, and then he looked down and covered his face, shaking in silence.
“You…”
What she wanted to say was she choked and couldn’t speak.
I slammed her back in the past, shivered away my hand, and I fell down and cried.
She looked up and cried so hard:
“Don’t say that in front of the camera! Do you know how I got here all these years? I’m sorry.
“I didn’t know why my mother was so bad for me when I was a kid, and I had money in the family, but all the kids could go to the spring trip, and I never would.”
“I’ve had to do my own housework since I was a kid, and since high school I’ve had no living, and I’ve borrowed a loan or not enough I’ve got people to feed me, and I don’t want to go to the canteen every day to eat free soup and make two or two white meals.
“On New Year’s Eve, all my classmates went home, and I was the only one who had a fever of 41 degrees because I went out to send a flyer, but nobody took care of me, but I was alone in my dorm…
“And then I knew I had a mother, and you didn’t know how happy I was! But you only see Nguyen Jung like that woman! What did I do wrong? Do you think I wanted to be born? I’m sorry.
She cried, and she said something upside down, and all I had was a heartache.
There are so many people in the world who want to hurt their children but have no chance of doing so, and so many others who want to hurt their children.
I know that maybe I should find some excuses and reasons for what I did before.
But I also know that honesty is all that matters.
Mistake is wrong, and nothing can alleviate Joran’s pain.
I held her in my arms and said, “Mom is already thinking, you’re my only daughter, and we’ll be fine.” It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to forgive your mother.
Joran did not push me away this time, dragging my clothes down and crying, as if he wanted to wash away all those years.
The fans spread out the history of Joran, and the blacks in the screen are gradually missing.
“That’s so sad. No wonder she’s so mean.
“It’s worth hundreds of thousands of dollars for Chen Yilan’s necklace. I’m sorry.
“It’s just a play. It’s just a bad sale. You really believe it. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Meanwhile, she was crying.
She showed the most beautiful angle to the camera, crying how much she had suffered over the years.
Apparently, she really wants to go down that bad road.
“I had to cook myself when I was a little girl, took care of myself all these years and then grew up and sold me to a broker to earn money…
“I was 18 years old, I didn’t know anything, Mom…”
Chen Yilan said to me, “The black woman is terrible!” I’m sorry.
An address by a fan of Nguyen Jing:
“It’s so sad that we’re so young, we’re being treated as a money-shaking tree.
“That’s right, she’s been through so much, and she’s kind. I’m sorry.
“So it’s all genetic for Joran to be so bad, can’t you just get these girls out of here? It’s disgusting!
I’m not so mad!
It is true that the original was not a good mother for Joran, but there is nothing to be said about Nguyen Jing, otherwise she would be exhausted for three jobs to support her.
Now this white-eyed wolf is so obvious that she’s just pretending to be pathetic!
But when I didn’t speak, Li’s fans asked.
“When I was a kid, I cooked myself? You can’t cut mushrooms when you’re making pasta. I’m sorry.
“Look at your master’s lies. I’ve been lying since high school. I’m sorry.
I can’t watch anymore. Her foster mother is very nice to her! Zhang In had to work three times a day for her because she wanted to be an entertainer, and she was ashamed to come to school and say it was her nanny, and I only knew today that it was her foster mother. I’m sorry.
“Images, how did you become forced to become an actor when you said it was your dream? I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
“It’s not that, it’s not that, I–” She’s panicking, trying to explain, but she doesn’t know how.
All the traces of her exit were removed from the building.
At a young age, she’s got a brand name, and she’s forced her to pay for it.
Correspondingly, a picture of Joran’s work was also taken out, in which she was wearing an old dress with a yellow hair and a thin body, and a small face was giving leaflets in the cold.
“Look, that’s what it’s called. I’m sorry.
In just one day, Joran and Nguyen Jing’s reviews began a bipolar reversal.
In the beginning, the fans continued to criticize her, but as more speakers took the floor, there was no control over the comments.
Even some of the big pinks can’t stand the real face of Nguyen Mai, and they’re just off the counter!
Joran has reaped the sympathy of her netizens, and her once bad temper has become an unfortunate expression of the original family, who has been sorely touched.
I look at the screens, and I know there must be some credit for Joran’s middleman’s studio, and it must have been ready for Nguyen Jing’s black history so quickly.
But she deserved it.
Such a lying white-eyed wolf will sooner or later be consumed by itself.
04
Our relationship has come closer since we had a night talk with Joron.
Joran sometimes gets weird, but I understand that.
She’s like a little prick who’s used to getting hurt, always afraid of being hurt again, and has a long prick to protect herself.
Just inside, she’s just a child without love.
We’re getting along.
The reality show is almost over.
The penultimate day is full-time communication.
Everyone’s in a circle to get answers to questions from the cards.
Chen Yi Lan and Nguyen Jing looked at us with bitter eyes, and they didn’t expect to be Joran’s pedal, even though they intended to take advantage of this reality show.
I figured out how Nguyen Jing’s white-eyed wolf got here.
These people will never feel wrong, always feel that the world owes themselves.
I looked in the eye and didn’t look at them.
Nguyen Jing turned to the card, and her card asked the question: What is the most important thing to say?
You were sorely abused for throwing dirty water on me.
Now she’s been told to suffer by the black powders, mocking her for saying she’s been through a lot.
When she saw this card, she stunned, bit her lower lip, splattered her eyes, crawled down in front of me, raised her head to make her look like she was in the camera.
I watched her perform.
I guess she’d have seen it before.
“Mom…” And she held my knee mute, saying, “I didn’t know you would not allow me to call you that. I lost my temper. There might have been a misunderstanding between us. I know you love me the most, but I’m sorry.”
She turned back to her seat.
She probably still thinks I’m the mother who asked for her, and wants me to explain it to her, instead of watching her be called.
What a shame.
I laughed, and I said nothing.
I can’t believe you look at me.
“Who’s next? I’m sorry.
Joran reached out to touch the card, and the question was: What is your worst worry?
She didn’t go on selling like Nguyen Jing. It was just calm.
“My worst problem is my troupe, and now I’m all a vase player, and I don’t think there’s much improvement in acting, and the troupe is a bit restricted. I’m sorry.
This is indeed a problem for Joran.
Her image was that of a beautiful and evil woman, and the role played over the years was that of a vicious woman.
“Yeah, it’s a very narrow road for Joron. I heard she couldn’t get to it for months. I’m sorry.
“It’s not too long to play a bad actress.” I’m sorry.
“I’ve seen a video of Joran’s audition before, and she’s actually good at acting, which is restricted by image. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
The brokers on one side were also frowned upon, and apparently they were aware of the problem.
The host looked at me, and recently he ate a lot of my cooking and wouldn’t mind selling me a good one.
“What did your aunt think of the pain of her daughter? I’m sorry.
I pulled a book out of the bag and handed it to Joran.
“I don’t have any good advice, but I have a good script, which I can use if Joe likes. I’m sorry.
I don’t work on my own when I’ve done business in the past. I do things I like when I’m free.
I’m actually in the Department of Literature, and I’ve always been interested in words.
And then I wrote some scripts that were famous in circles.
But all the others were just a little bit famous, and I had one of my most famous representatives, and that script helped the leading actress get that year’s vision.
Well, that’s what I’m doing.
I’ve been making a TV show for years, and I’ve been on TV for years.
“You write a script? Jorana started with a bit of neglect, but just looked at a few pages and took it seriously.
Unlike a normal love show, I write a pure ceremonial play.
In fact, the role of the heroine is also very positive and devious, starting with a simple understanding of what happens in the next mass murder.
The camera swept a few pages with the script, and the netizens started to boil.
“Fuck this book, it’s not working. I want to see a pretty girl kill him!” I’m sorry.
“Yeah, I’ve had enough of that brainless love show. I didn’t know Joann’s mom would write a script. I’m sorry.
“Oh, I wish I had a mother…”
“We’re interested in this book, and we don’t know if Joan’s mom wants to sell it. We’ve already sent a private letter in the back of Weibo. I’m sorry.
Chen Yi Lan and Nguyen Jing, who were so repulsive, looked too serious in the back of the bullet screen and looked too close to Joran’s script.
Everyone was involved in the question-and-answer session, but it was clear that Jolan’s mind was on the script, which he had been doing unconsciously.
Live to switch sides, Joran’s agent found me.
He looked a little excited and looked forward to looking at me: “Is it true that you were willing to give Joran the script you just said?”
“or if the studio is willing to pay for it, do you have any psychological expectations on your side? I’m sorry.
Joran is bowing down.
She’s my daughter. She can come and ask me.
But for unloved children, poaching is a skill they will never learn.
I looked at her fingers hanging together, and I had a little pain in my heart, and I walked over and I put the script in her hand, and I said:
“The mother is yours, and the mother and daughter talk about money. I’m sorry.
Joran now owns her own studio, and she’s just starting her career. I can’t help her, but I’ll give her whatever I have.
João looked up and looked at me, and the water was dazzling in his eyes, but he stained his mouth with tears and refused to let them out.
I looked at her skinny cheeks and sighs.
If I were her real mother, I would have protected her and put her in pain.
It was fate that she had no competent mother, and I lost my daughter, and then she was my daughter.
I’ll give her what she’s missing over the years.
“Do you have any idea how much this book is worth to sell, and now you’re not afraid to regret it later?” Joran’s cry saying.
I touched her head and whispered:
“Mom doesn’t regret it. I’m sorry.
Joran’s shoulder shudders on my face.
“Why are you so nice to me? Don’t you hate me? I’m sorry.
I didn’t talk. I held her.
“Mother will never hate you. You are the best gift the world has ever given me. I’m sorry.
05
The reality show is nearing its end, and my relationship with Joran is getting better.
She’s going to be slow and clumsy and try to hold my arm and tell me what she wants.
Everything seems to be moving in the best direction.
Until the night before I left, I was stopped when I went to the bathroom.
Turn around, it’s Nguyen Jing.
She cried, her eyes cried red, and one fell in my arms, and she said:
“Mom! I’m sorry.
I suddenly remembered the way she went after knowing that she was the daughter of a rich family.
She cried and begged her, saying that she did not want to be her mother, but that she wanted to be a relative.
Nguyen Jing scorned his hand and said:
“If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have been poor for so many years. You’d have killed me for more than a decade.
“Fuck off! I’m sorry.
She just threw her hand away.
After that, she never called her mother again.
Now she comes to me, and I can figure out what toe.
I said, “Why did you come back for me after all these years I’ve ruined you? I’m sorry.
“Mom…” She’s crying and holding my arm. “You’ll always be my mother in my heart.
“You remember, when I was a kid, I had a fever and you went to the hospital with me in the rain, and I said I wanted to eat Kendrick, and you went to work and save my food, and you told me you didn’t like it and when you grew up, you worked three times for me. I’m sorry.
“You remember that. I’m sorry.
“Why did you rub me in front of the camera and say I made you suffer?”
“When I grew up, I gave you everything I could, even though my family was in bad shape. I’m sorry.
She’s got tears on her eyes.
“I don’t want it. It’s a script. It’s what the company built me. I’m sorry.
I was a little disappointed: “So you’re looking at me like this and being framed, right? I’m sorry.
Nguyen Jing is a little impatient, but still has to be patient:
“I told you, I can’t help it!
“When I’m red, the money’s all ours, Mom, I’ll make you eat the fragrance, I’ll make it up to you, I’ll buy you a limo…”
She painted me a pie with a fluffy, white face, and now it’s all a trick.
“What about Chen Yilan?” I said.
“She? “She’s a tool, ATM, and when I get red, I’ll kick her in the face.
“If you give me that script, Mom, I’ll burn it! I know you don’t like her.
Looks like she’s excited. I’m sick in my stomach.
People like Nguyen Jing, who are born selfish and self-serving, see only their own interests.
Why don’t I just be an ATM like her?
“Mom. I’m sorry.
One voice on the side, I turned my head.
It’s Joran. She’s standing side by side and her face is dark.
She’s probably heard what she just said. She’s holding her fist and staring at me like she’s waiting for my answer.
I smiled at her and dumped her hand.
Nguyen Jing was shocked and said, “Mom, you love me the most, I really need that script! I’m sorry.
I pointed behind her, behind the leaves, a small red light, if not, was shining.
It’s a camera. It’s just too covert.
I pick up my lips: “The script belongs to my daughter, so don’t think about it.
“But congratulations, you should be really red now. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
All the images are live.
She did what she wanted.
This is probably the most visible day of her life, leading the way to the first hot search, with the first few words related to her.
ATM
# Live green tea
# Nguyen Jing’s reality show
I don’t know.
The little white man, who had spent all her money, collapsed in an instant. The ugly face was seen by everyone, and more than half of her fans were taken out of their skin overnight, and her microblogging was scolded.
“It’s so disgusting to open the fucking door, how can there be such an ungrateful white-eyed wolf in the world? I’m sorry.
“I’m going to throw up when I think this woman’s had sex with our brother. I’m sorry.
“You look so pure and your heart so dirty that you can’t look at yourself. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
There are also those who play “The next life for Nguyen Jing’s mother.”
The image of Nguyen Jing has been destroyed, and all her proxies have been broken, and all the films and television shows that were launched have been abandoned and even those that were originally taken have been dropped.
The investments made to her by Chen Yilan were in vain and the company went bankrupt overnight.
No one wants to do anything for her, she’s always been so snobby in the circle, so she’s got plastic friends, and she doesn’t really do anything for her.
Instead, some of her past connections were so good that she’d been concocted, that she’d been shuddered.
In less than a week, Nguyen Jing was sealed off.
06
When I see you again, it’s the night after Joran took the look.
With the script I gave her, she fought a beautiful battle and won several prizes. The winner of that year was her main TV show, Jolan was suddenly on the line and became a hot red star.
When we were going home to celebrate tonight, the car was suddenly stopped at the door.
You know what?
“Mom, I know I was wrong. Give me another chance!
“I’m really done. I’ve got nothing. You can explain it for me. Maybe I have a chance to turn over!
“There’s a script, there’s no such script. I can do it, Mom. I’m your closest daughter! I’m sorry.
Joran didn’t look at me this time and waved to the guard to drag her away.
She was still crying for my help until she was taken away.
But she did it herself, she couldn’t live, and she made it happen.
I heard that Chen Yilan had had a big fight with her since she heard Nguyen Jing, calling her a white-eyed wolf.
I wonder how Nguyen Jing managed to put her back together, but there was a crack between the two.
After the company went bankrupt, they had to dive in a basement of less than 15 squares, and both of them looked at each other like each other and said they were scolded.
She had ruined her life, and she would have preferred not to bring her back.
Chen Yi Lan, for her part, said that Nguyen Jing was a funeral star, that she had no good days and had fallen for eight lifetimes.
Chen Yi Lan was old, and then Nguyen Jing moved on to her, and she became so angry and paralysed in bed.
But Nguyen Jing did not take care of her at all, but only knew to go out and ask for more resources from his old friends.
But she’s like this, and who dares to touch her and go through it?
Chen Yilan had sprouts in the late hours, and the stench in the toilet was so bad that he couldn’t help but call 110, accusing Nguyen Qing of not taking care of her, and the two of them had a chicken and a dog jumping between them.
I don’t know.
The time has come for them to harm others with impunity, and now they themselves have fallen into this situation.
And I, sitting at the villa that Joran bought me, was watching her play.
“Don’t look!” Joran held me in the neck and said, “Mom, I want a goose tonight! I’m sorry.
“What Goose?” I looked at her like, “You look like a Goose! I’m sorry.
Even so, I stood up and laughed:
Let’s go out with Mom and get the geese! #Phone #Phone
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
