After the meal, Ethan drove away.


    Margarita Jones and Vivian walked him to the elevator and watched him get into the elevator before they turned back to Vivian’s room.


    Once in the room, Margarita Jones tossed her crutches aside and limped over to the couch, reached for the fruit knife on the table, pushed a button and the de popped out.


    She raised her leg in a cast and crossed it over the table, holding the fruit knife and scratching the cast.


    Seeing this, Vivian’s brow knitted, “What are you doing?”


    “This thing is deadly heavy, it’s hard to wear.”


    “You have a broken leg, are you crazy.”


    “Ch, are small things, as a child in the hidden tribe riding horses, three days two fall off the horse, do not know how many times broken bones, where there is so pretentious.”


    “Then you before …” Vivian reached up and touched his nose, puzzled: “Doing a show for whom?”


    Margarita Jones with a fruit knife scratching the cast, not forgetting to incline her head to look at Vivian, “For your husband.”


    Vivian: “…” What kind of operation is this?


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    The living room resounded with the sound of a knife de cutting through the ster, one after another, and there was no reason to be a little disturbed.


    Vivian said uneasily, “It’s better to go to the hospital, it’s not good for you to cut your legter.”


    “I’m not that stupid.”


    Margarita Jones said as she removed the cast.


    It took a lot of effort and ten minutes to get the cast off.


    Margarita Jones immediately stood up and shook off her previously injured leg, “Gee, it feels good not to have a cast.”


    This scene made Vivian fall down, “The leg doesn’t hurt?”


    “What hurts?” Margarita Jones froze for a moment and suddenly realized what was going on, so she stood, spinning in ce, “Look, it’s fine.”


    “It hurts for a hundred days, you …”


    Isn’t good a little too fast?


    Margarita Jones saw Vivian’s face confused and couldn’t help herself, “I recovered faster than normal from my injuries when I was a child. How could they befortable with me staying with you if they weren’t ying games in front of your husband and Ethan?”


    They thought that the crippled Margarita Jones was the one who would settle down a little.


    They didn’t know that Margarita Jones was faking it.


    In response, Vivian shook her head speechlessly and gave her a thumbs up, “Awesome.”


    “All right, you go to work, I have to go out.”


    Margarita Jones said, and walked straight outside the living room.


    Vivian was always a little uneasy, “Where are you going?”


    “Don’t worry, I can’t lose it. Call me if something happens.” When Margarita Jones spoke, she had already walked out of the living room and closed the door.


    It was already eight o’clock in the morning, Vivian was still in a hurry to go to the set, so she didn’t ask any more questions.


    On the one hand, Margarita Jones is very handy, no one can bully her; secondly, she is unrestrained by nature, it is not really possible to trap her around.


    I left the hotel and drove to the set.


    When she appeared on the set, everyone looked at her with strange eyes.


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    “I thought she was dead.”


    “What’s going on, it’s amazing too.”


    “Since she didn’t die, where the hell did she go yesterday?”


    …


    Everyone’s head was a big question mark, and they all seemed to be wondering where Vivian had gone yesterday and where she hade back from.


    Vivian ignored the strange gazes of the crowd and went straight to the director.


    In the lounge, Director Johnny and Zelda were both sitting and talking, with sad faces, as if they had encountered some difficult problem.


    “Director Johnny, director Zelda.” Vivian walked in and said hello.


    The two people who were full of sadness just now saw Vivian, and their eyes instantly lit up with joy.