Chapter 137 Liu Miaohan’s Secret

Looking at Liu Miaohan sitting in the car, He Xingchen looked surprised.

No wonder that scum became so diligent!

He looked at Chen Feiqing and felt a threat immediately.

At this time, Ye Bei had already come forward and opened the door.

"Are you going to have a concert tomorrow? Why don't you go and prepare well? Instead, you came to my house today?"

Seeing Liu Miaohan approaching, He Xingchen stood up first, and the words "My Home" in his mouth were very serious and emphasized.

"This is because Miaohan will have a concert tomorrow and will go back after the end. She hasn't been strolling around Jinxiu City yet, so I invited her to come and have fun."

Ignoring He Xingchen's tit-for-tat, Ye Bei stood up and explained with a smile.

Miaohan?

Hearing such a kind name, He Xingchen felt sad and snorted coldly.

"Okay, then you guys have fun, let's go to work."

Then he pulled up Chen Feiqing next to him and walked out.

"Don't you have something to do with the company, are you off duty?"

"It's all your business. We've worked overtime temporarily. Do you have to worry about it?"

He angrily pulled Chen Feiqing, who wanted to say something, and rushed out.

"Are they unhappy about my arrival?"

Liu Miaohan asked worriedly.

"It's okay, she's like this, don't care."

Ye Bei waved his hand and then let Liu Miaohan sit down.

“Cola juice or milk?”

"I have to control my body recently, so I can't eat too much, let alone drink too much, so I'd better boiled water."

Hearing this, Ye Bei obediently poured a glass of water and placed it in front of her.

Then he sat next to her and started chatting with her.

It was said that it was a chat, but it was actually Ye Bei who was messing with her words, but she was very hidden, so Liu Miaohan did not notice something was wrong.

Although I had protected her for many days before, I only followed her to protect her when attending events. Ye Bei would not usually look for her.

This time I finally had time to sit down and talk slowly, so I naturally started talking.

"Hey, I envy you celebrities."

Ye Bei lay on the sofa and sighed in a pretentious manner.

"Sing a song casually and you will have a lot of fans, and you will make a movie... Oh no, you will have a lot of money when you shoot a movie."

Seeing Ye Bei's exaggerated look, Liu Miaohan couldn't help laughing.

"Being a celebrity is also very tiring. You have to strictly control your diet every day and never get fat. You have to practice singing every day. How can you say so well?"

"You said, I'm also starting to practice singing now. When I become a star, can I be as popular as you?"

Ye Beiman asked in longing.

"Of course, as long as you practice like me and have been practicing for more than ten years, you can be so popular."

Liu Miaohan is very confident.

Although she is a fake star trained in the organization, she is not comparable to those young and handsome guys who shout at each other.

And acting skills are not comparable to those celebrities who have always been polite.

It's ridiculous to say that fake stars who use their identity as cover are better than real stars.

"Then have you started learning how to sing since you were a child? I'm really curious about what kind of family can teach you such an excellent idol."

After Ye Bei finished speaking, he pretended to be thirsty, picked up the cup and drank water, but looked at Liu Miaohan.

When Liu Miaohan heard this, her delicate body trembled, and her eyes emanated from fear, as if she had remembered some bad memories. She held the cup with both hands and rubbed it anxiously.

Capturing her abnormal reaction immediately attracted Ye Bei's attention.

“There’s a problem!”

A secret definition was made in my heart.

Liu Miaohan showed fear about childhood events, and it was obvious that her childhood was not beautiful.

But even if a big star has a bad childhood, he should be forced to learn musical acting skills, which will lead to boredom, and that should not be fear!

"I, both my parents died since I was a child and grew up in an orphanage..."

Liu Miaohan said slowly, fabricating a lonely and helpless childhood life.

Because she wanted to repay her orphanage, she worked hard to study. Later, she finally achieved something. When she returned, she found that the old dean had passed away. She had no choice but to donate a sum of money and left it alone.

"Sorry, I accidentally mentioned your bad memories."

After apologizing, Ye Bei then saw that it was getting late and went to prepare lunch.

"What do you like to eat?"

"Everything is OK, do less, I need to control my diet."

"OK."

Ye Bei responded, but did not start cooking immediately. Instead, he took out his cell phone and searched for the orphanage she mentioned.

"Qingshan Orphanage, director Liu Qingshan, died five years ago, big star Liu Miaohan donated money?"

After sorting out these keywords, Ye Bei thought about them carefully, it seemed that there was no problem.

No problem is the biggest problem. It is so perfect, it seems to have been designed from the beginning. Looking at Liu Miaohan's appearance, it is obvious that he has already thought of the excuse.

But at least, that fear is real, and Ye Bei can feel it.

I can't find a clue, but there is one thing that I can be sure of.

Liu Miaohan was cultivated by that organization since childhood!

And it is also developing towards celebrities with a clear purpose.

Ye Bei couldn't imagine that an international star was actually a person secretly trained by that organization. How many celebrities there are still, which seem to be glorious, but in fact they were trained by that queen?

Absent-mindedly stir-frying the dishes, Ye Bei suddenly heard other sounds coming from the living room outside.

"Where is that jade pendant?"

Liu Miaohan searched, and was obviously anxious.

After all, there will be a concert tomorrow. If you don’t look for it, there will be no reason to stay here, and there will be no chance in the future.

However, she didn't know that the low voice of her mouth fell into Ye Bei's ears.

Originally, Liu Miaohan was so far away, and he whispered unconsciously. Ye Bei probably couldn't hear it.

But since he had that dream last time, Ye Bei's five senses have become stronger and he can hear clearly in the living room.

"She came for the jade pendant? What jade pendant? Have you never seen He Xingchen have a jade pendant?"

Ye Bei thought to himself, then turned off the fire and shouted in a pretentious manner.

"Damn, there is no salt at home!"

Then he walked out.

"I'm sorry Miaohan, you're here to wait. I'll go out to buy a bag of salt and come back."

"It's okay, it's still early."

Waving his hand, Ye Bei walked towards the door.

"Oh, it will take at least half an hour to go there, it's a problem!"

He complained, then opened the door and walked out.

"Half an hour?"
Chapter completed!