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Chapter 849

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"You and Lin Yu go in."

Liu Xiaoli pursed her lips, no longer hesitating.

The person opposite was big and burly, not someone to be trifled with.

On someone else's turf, one had to follow their rules and regulations.

"Is this appropriate?"

Liu Yifei remained calm on the surface, but inside, she felt a trace of wild joy.

This was actually good; she would have private space with Lin Yu.

Perhaps it could even help foster their relationship!

There would be a fireworks show after the film festival ended; when the lights went out across the venue, she could take the opportunity to snuggle into Lin Yu's arms—simply perfect!

Liu Yifei took the opportunity to glance at the outline of Lin Yu's firm pectoral muscles and swallowed a few times.

"Not appropriate."

"Auntie absolutely cannot leave."

Lin Yu interrupted Liu Yifei's fantasy with certainty.

He even reached out and grabbed Liu Xiaoli's wrist.

Are you kidding me!?

The mission progress was about to be completed; telling me it would fall short at the last moment is like taking a Viagra and then being told she's on her period—who the hell could stand that!

*Thump. *

*Thump. *

Liu Xiaoli's heart began to race wildly, like a deer bumping around, the moment Lin Yu grabbed her wrist.

Lin Yu was one meter eighty-two tall.

Liu Xiaoli looked up, just in time to see the sharp, handsome, and compelling arc of Lin Yu's jawline and his exquisite, three-dimensional features.

So handsome!

This was a man she hadn't seen in forty years.

Moreover, that "cannot leave" just now was simply too manly!

What woman could withstand this kind of stimulation!?

Liu Yifei:???

What's the situation?

Why does it feel like the atmosphere has changed? Is it my imagination?

Mom, she just blushed!

Auntie absolutely cannot leave!

Then should I leave?!

Liu Yifei frowned slightly.

She couldn't figure it out; was this Lin Yu's way of expressing love?

Is it popular now to love someone by first being good to her mother?

"Mr. Lin."

Begging for flowers 0

"So it really is you."

Just then, a soft voice came from beside them.

Lin Yu was startled upon hearing the sound.

Yuan Hua, who had rushed over, also felt a contraction in his heart.

That's my line!

How did someone else say it first?

The person speaking

was wearing a light and elegant floral long dress, like a flower bud just beginning to bloom, the hem of the skirt dancing lightly with the wind, fully displaying an elegant figure.

Her brows and eyes were lively, her red lips bright and charming.

Compared to Liu Yifei, each had their own merits, and she didn't fall behind in the slightest with every smile and frown.

"Sister Yongshan."

"Long time no see."

Lin Yu wasn't surprised to see Wen Yongshan here; there weren't many Hong Kong stars active on the big screen now, and Wen Yongshan was considered a leader among them.

"Last time on *Keep Running*, I have to thank you for taking care of me."

"I haven't thanked you yet!"

"Ever since I went on the show with you, quite a few film offers have found me; counting it up, you're my benefactor."

Wen Yongshan tried her best to suppress the excitement in her heart, but the trembling tone of joy could still be felt in her words.

"Come, I'll take you in."

Wen Yongshan saw the three of them and understood instantly; she smiled and waved at Lin Yu.

"......"

Liu Yifei and Liu Xiaoli looked at each other, their eyes unable to hide their jealousy, while their fighting spirit was also ignited.

Liu Xiaoli's lip-reading: Lin Yu is too popular! Daughter, you have to seize the opportunity!

Liu Yifei's lip-reading: Got it, Mom! I'll work hard!

The four of them successfully entered the venue.

During this time, Lin Yu gave Yuan Hua a look, signaling him to let things take their natural course.

This was the Cheng Long Film Festival; showing off too much and stealing the spotlight wouldn't be good for him.

Now the main focus was to complete the mission five... ===== CHAPTER 850 =====

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