Los Angeles, airport.

"I like the way you look in stockings, see you next time." After saying something in the shy Lily's ear, Li Zitao left with his bodyguards.

As for the stocking fragments all over the floor, someone will naturally take care of them.

"Lily, look at my necklace." Bullock gestured with the necklace in front of his chest. The emeralds the size of his fingertips were mesmerizing.

"Well, it's very beautiful." Looking at the back, Lily couldn't help but put her hands in her pockets.

The cold texture, the size of a pigeon egg, and the ring, which was just the size of a finger bone, made her eyes gradually blur, and a layer of light mist appeared.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo gonna........." Li Zitao, who arrived at the hotel, just pushed open the door, and was kissed by Greta who threw herself into his arms, and then started to conquer the guests.

This screen goddess deliberately chose to skip work for today's meeting.

Because the heroine disappeared, the entire crew stopped working, but instead of being angry, the director personally sent her to the car with a smile on his face.

"Garbo, help me say hello to His Excellency the Marquis." As a contracted director of DreamWorks, it is not easy to be a director with the boss's investment and serving the boss's wife.

A battle was fought until the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

Some years ago, when the fourth expedition started, Kiba was finally overwhelmed and made a loud "clang" sound.

The bed is up!

The two people, dripping with sweat, rolled down on the carpet. They looked at the sloping bed and smiled at each other. They both understood what the other meant and said, 'Continue.'

Not to mention the bed, even if the sky falls, you have to enjoy happiness first!

So, at 11 o'clock in the night, the personal butler of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel was busy directing the staff to clean up the scrapped wooden bed and replace it with a brand new sofa cover.

Well, the carpet in the bedroom is a little damp, so I need to replace it.

…

"When will she arrive?" Beside the empty open-air swimming pool, Greta sat leaning in his arms, enjoying Li Zitao's thoughtfulness in putting food into his mouth piece by piece.

It would be even better if he could switch from using his mouth to using a fork.

"We have plenty of time tomorrow afternoon." Li Zitao looked strange.

Why do I suddenly feel like I'm having an affair?

"Asshole." Greta gritted her teeth and gave him a sideways look and said, "You promised that one week in every month would be mine."

"...I've been too busy recently." Li Zitao was so embarrassed that he just wanted to scratch his head.

A week, he doesn't even have time for himself now, where does a week come from?

If there are too many women, there is not enough room for him, so he has to accompany his fiancée to show off his love and show off his love.

Since then, he has become busier and busier, until now he has no time to even lay down his body without his feet touching the ground.

"Then I will squeeze you dry today. When your noble princess comes, you will only see a shriveled soft worm." Greta snorted coldly.

"Woman, you will regret your words." Li Zitao put the dinner plate on the table, grinned, grabbed her and rushed into the swimming pool.

Wow

Well, the coach's skills haven't deteriorated yet. This is how women's underwater fancy swimming should be practiced. Breath-holding is just a basic skill.

All night long, the two of them were seen everywhere in the hotel, and Greta, who lacked moisture, seemed to really want to squeeze him dry.

The bold move made Li Zitao a little frightened.

For example, at the corner of the stairs and in the remote grocery room, he was very grateful for the backwardness of this era, "Fortunately, monitors have not been born yet."

In the early morning, Li Zitao couldn't help but feel a little amused as he hugged the exhausted Greta and lay on the bed, watching her sleeping soundly.

The madness last night didn't look like a goddess, she looked exactly like a noble lady who was dissatisfied with her desires.

The active enthusiasm almost overwhelmed him, but in retrospect, "it was very touching."

"If I let those fans know that their goddess is so crazy, will I be blackmailed?" Li Zitao thinks it is very possible.

Compared to all the women around her, Greta spent the most time with him. From the initial indifference, to the later enthusiasm, and now to the madness, she did not hide the changes in her feelings at all, and she became more and more inseparable.

Open yourself.

Thinking of this, Li Zitao couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in his heart, "If only the Qing Dynasty were still great, three wives and four concubines would meet the needs of development!"

However, this thought just flashed through his mind. Li Zitao would not be stingy if he could give, and he would not even give a wrong signal to those who could not.

After getting up and going to the living room, Li Zitao put on his nightgown and went out, knocking on the door next door.

"who?"

"it's me."

Ai Mo opened the door, looked at the energetic Li Zitao, and said in surprise: "Boss, don't you need a rest?"

She lives next door to the two of them. Just look at the dark circles under her eyes to see how much movement there was last night.

"Let's talk after we go in." Li Zitao said as he walked into the room and sat on the sofa.

"Coffee, tea?" Elmo closed the door and walked to the bar.

"Coffee." The imageless Jing slumped on the sofa. Li Zitao said in a calm tone: "Help me draw up a new contract about DreamWorks."

Regarding the future of his own industry, Li Zitao knows that one day it will all be integrated, so there are some things that should be resolved this morning before it is too late.

The two contracts, which had the same content but different names, were held in the hands of Li Zitao who left.

"Give this to Jesse, she will know how to do it." Jesse the Elk is still in Sweden. Seeing how happy she is, Li Zitao let her stay there to take care of Bergman.

He himself returned to the room with another contract, put the things on the table, arranged the clothes, kissed Greta lightly on the forehead and left.

He wanted to rush to the rescue center in central Los Angeles, where he and his fiancée would meet up to put on a good show focusing on charity.

Click!

As the door was gently closed, Greta, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, opened her eyes.

She stared at the curtains in a daze. After a while, she opened the quilt and took the nightgown, covering her silky skin.

The living room was empty. Greta stepped on the carpet with bare feet and saw the documents on the table.

15% of DreamWorks' shares are given away without any strings attached, and the ownership rights are undisputed whether now or in the future.

The clauses involving details can make the best lawyers sigh.

She knew very well that these were the guarantees given to her by Li Zitao, or as compensation, it could be anything.

It's just that compared to these, she hopes to spend more time together.

Recalling the scenes in the past, what she could not forget was the scene where he carried her roughly and rushed into the room shouting, 'I'll talk about it later.'

Although Greta kept scolding him for his scoundrel and hooligan behavior at first, to this day, those have become beautiful memories.
Chapter completed!