The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

Nan Sijue's tone was full of impatience, but in the end he did not continue to press forward, "You didn't cooperate with Director Meng's actions?"

"I rejected him directly." Li Qianqian felt indescribable joy in her heart when she thought of the old man with a sinister expression on his face, who was wrinkled together ferociously with anger.

"It's really stupid! Do you know what the consequences will be if you reject the director of a play?" Nan Sijue can basically use his toes to think that Li Qianqian will not have any trouble in this play. .

"It doesn't matter. If I don't get involved in his drama, I can still start with small-budget movies and TV series." Li Qianqian shrugged nonchalantly.

It's just that the scenes were deleted to the greatest extent. Anyway, I have gained the most from this drama.

Sister Luo and the acting skills she gained under Brother Nan's pressure are truly valuable to me.

"Ha..." Nan Sijue sneered and shook his head, but without saying anything more, he hung up the phone.

Turning around, with his hands on the edge of the pool, he quietly looked at the strange yet familiar face in the mirror, and it took him a long while to dial the phone.

"Nan...Brother Nan...do you have any instructions for calling me so late?" Su Junjie was still sleepy, but he was suddenly awakened.

"If Director Meng's information is released, I will see it in all the media tomorrow to see how much hype there is."

Since he loves to play with hidden rules so much, he should let the whole world know about it, but I don’t know if he will have the opportunity to do such dirty things in the future.

"But Brother Nan, this movie has been shot for more than half a month, and now the director has ruined it. So isn't this half a month wasted?" Su Junjie has never seen Nan Sijue act so irrationally. , he didn't dare to ask what happened, so he had to carefully advise, trying to minimize the loss as much as possible.

"If you don't want to do it anymore, you can just say so." Nan Sijue's slender fingers tapped lightly on the edge of the marble pool.

I wonder how good of a temper I have to be able to tolerate such a brainless person by my side for several years before I recover my memory.

"Brother Nan, I'll do it now." Su Junjie was startled, and suddenly felt that Director Meng must have done something to Xiao Luo, otherwise why would Brother Nan suddenly become so scary.

Although he has never been an easy-to-talk celebrity, he has never been able to make people feel bone-gnawing murderous intent through the phone.

"Yes." Nan Sijue responded coldly, gently rubbing his forehead and hanging up the phone.

When he opened the bathroom door, he saw Luo Liyan wrapped in a quilt, sitting in a small ball on the bed.

Her sudden appearance made her tremble with fright.

"What's wrong?" Nan Sijue's voice was so gentle that it could bring tears to his eyes. He took two steps forward and hugged the little guy into his arms.

"No, I just didn't see you when I woke up. It felt a bit like I was dreaming." Luo Liyan lowered her eyebrows and smiled, burying her head in Nan Sijue's arms.

She just remembered what happened in her previous life.

With such a desperate ending, it is no wonder that their memories have become loose in this life.

Fortunately, I didn't fail him again.

"It's my fault. I shouldn't have left you alone in the room at night." Nan Sijue had a hint of self-blame in his eyes. He half-bent down and gently kissed Luo Liyan's smooth forehead.