A Sweet Wife Is Hard to Chase: The President’s Husband Loves Sweetly

I could only make excuses to prevaricate him, "Didn't I quarrel with the crew yesterday, and everyone was very unhappy when I left. Now that the filming has been completed, and the quarrel is quite unpleasant, what kind of reception is there, embarrassing .”

"He bullied you?" Chi Yanfeng hit the nail on the head.

"No! With a great Buddha like you, even if he has the heart, he won't have the guts!"

Chi Yanfeng breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. If he really bullies you, don't hide it from me. No one in this world can bully you except me!"

"Well, I know."

He reached out to touch her forehead, and rubbed it lovingly. An Shuyao was like a lazy kitten, raising her head slightly to match his movements.

There are ripples and love between the two.

An Shuyao thinks this is very good.

There's really no need to disrupt their lives because of a bunch of shit.

It was getting dark.

A full two hours have passed since the time of the reception that Zhang Jin agreed upon.

An Shuyao felt that this incident must have passed so quietly.

So I turned on the phone before dinner, and it's not a problem to keep it turned off like this.

Within a few minutes of pressing the power button, there was an overwhelming vibration and text message alerts from the phone, causing the phone to almost freeze.

She looked down.

Omg!

More than 100 missed calls and N text messages.

The calls were all from Zhang Jin, and there were some unfamiliar numbers in the city, which should have been called by Zhang Jin with someone else's mobile phone.

The text messages were also sent by colleagues, and they were all about hoping that she could go to a party with them. An Shuyao didn't know them well, so it didn't make much sense.

It's not that she broke the appointment, she made it clear from the beginning that she would never participate.But it's no wonder Zhang Jin insisted on having a wrap-up banquet.

Before I finished reading the missed calls and text messages here, the phone rang again!

It was Zhang Jin who called.

Chi Yanfeng glanced at the phone screen, and said with a smile: "The director doesn't like you, does he? Why is he so caring?"

"Fart, it's okay to be old. Besides, he has a wife and a lover, so people look down on me."

Not wanting to make Chi Yanfeng suspicious anymore, An Shuyao got up and walked not far away to answer the phone.

The tone was obviously impatient, "Director Zhang, what exactly do you want to do?"

"If you don't come to accept my apology, I will keep calling you until you come! I must apologize to you! Shuyao, why are you so inconsiderate? I can't afford to offend your family Chi Yanfeng Yes!"

With this drunk voice, I don't know how much I drank in the clubhouse.

Through the phone line, An Shuyao seemed to smell his alcohol reek.

"Didn't I already say it before? I'll accept your verbal apology. I promise that Chi Yanfeng won't trouble you. Isn't that okay!?"

"No!" Zhang Jin made a break, "I must apologize to you face to face! Let everyone in the crew be a witness to me, so that I can feel at ease, so I can feel at ease!"

People from the crew around him persuaded him, "Director, you drank too much, be careful."

An Shuyao died speechless.

The phone was picked up by Zhaoxiang next to her, "Sister Shuyao, I'm Zhaoxiang, I don't know if you have any impression. The director drank too much, otherwise, you should come over... we are all here, As long as he says sorry to you in person, he will stop, so that you can rest at ease and we can break up, right?"

Zhaoxiang spoke very politely, and the tone of request made it impossible for An Shuyao to say the word of rejection.

After struggling on the spot for several seconds, he compromised and said, "Send the address of the club to my phone."

After that, I hung up the phone.

Zhaoxiang's words of thanks were interrupted by the beeping sound of hanging up.

An Shuyao really didn't want to go.

But it's worth it to think that it will stop at night as long as you listen to him say I'm sorry.Otherwise, if Zhang Jin was so drunk, he wouldn't have to torment her that night.She can't keep turning off the phone, even Chi Yanfeng's cell phone, right?

Chi Yanfeng also roughly guessed what An Shuyao meant from the brief conversation.Seeing her walking back, she smiled and said, "Can you handle it?"

An Shuyao nodded, "I can."

"I'll ask Ah Xuan to take you there."

"No, I'll just drive by myself. Ah Xuan's most urgent task now is to find out who the person who attacked us at sea is!"

Seeing her persistence, Chi Yanfeng smiled reassuringly, "It's already late, go early and come back early, don't worry me."

"it is good."

She likes the gentle and elegant feeling with Chi Yanfeng.

She leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, "I will settle the matter in the crew as soon as possible and come back, wait for me."

"it is good."

Watching An Shuyao leave the ward, the smile on the corner of Chi Yanfeng's mouth slowly subsided, he turned around and picked up the phone to dial a number.

"Boss." A deep voice came from the other side of the phone.

Chi Yanfeng's voice was cold, "Where is it?"

"It's near the hospital, and there are no special signs tonight."

The person on the phone was Qin Shang, who was a Sanda elite recently selected by Chi Yanfeng through layers of selection. He was attacked at sea before he took up the position of bodyguard.Right now, he is squatting at the gate of the hospital to protect Chi Yanfeng's safety at all times.

"Ah Xuan'an has put a lot of people in the hospital, and I'm fine here. Shuyao just left the hospital and is going to attend a reception at the clubhouse. Follow her and be responsible for protecting her safety. Don't let her find out, lest she feel uncomfortable."

"Yes!"

Chi Yanfeng is really relieved after ordering and closing the line.

It was so late, how could it be safe to let her go to the clubhouse alone to take risks.

When I came out of the underground parking lot of the hospital, it was already dark, and the dazzling neon lights lit up on both sides of the street, showing the prosperity of the city all the time.

On the not-so-congested road, An Shuyao drove all the way to the Rong club where Zhaoxiang was in the text message.

At this moment, in the clubhouse.

In fact, there were only three or two people in the crew, and Zhaoxiang was one of them.

Seeing that he had already been drinking all afternoon, the director had no intention of retreating at all, and the two male actors were so anxious that they didn't dare to leave first.

This is a time adjusted temporarily. According to the original plan, there are several scenes to be filmed in the afternoon.

Looking at Zhang Jin who was already drunk and collapsed on the sofa, Zhaoxiang shook her head helplessly. How can such a director be the leader in the industry?Won various awards.

Why.

There really is no reason in this world.

Standing up, he said to the two half-drunk actors, "You all go back, don't waste your time here, I didn't expect the director to get drunk when he said he was drunk, and he fell down when he said he was drunk. I will contact Sister Shuyao later so that she doesn't have to. coming."

Zhang Jin was so drunk that he was unconscious, even if he came over, it would be of no use.

The male actor was a little timid, "Zhaoxiang, are you sure you can replace the director's opinion? If the director blames us for leaving, you have to speak for us!"

"Don't worry, since I can let you go, I can take responsibility, let's go."

"Okay then, we'll leave first."

The actor took his suit and left quickly.

In the box filled with singing, the floor was full of tables and wine bottles, Zhao Xiang sighed, and sat next to Zhang Jin, "Director, sober up, go home quickly, you can't just sleep in the clubhouse like this."

But no matter how shaken or shaken, Zhang Jin didn't respond at all.

Zhaoxiang was really drunk, she called An Shuyao in a bad tone just now, but she just passed out in a few minutes.

Stepped forward and patted his mouth. "Director, did you hear me!?"

Zhang Jin snorted, hugged Zhaoxiang in his arms, kissed and gnawed, the strong smell of alcohol rushed to his nostrils.

"Ah!" Zhaoxiang screamed, she broke free from Zhang Jin's shackles, jumped up from the sofa, and dodged far away.

Zhang Jin didn't have much consciousness, and smiled at Zhao Xiangse with his dim drunk eyes, "Baby, come here, let me kiss."

Zhaoxiang suddenly got goosebumps all over her body, dodged a little again, and called An Shuyao.

On the other side of the phone, a cold female voice reminded, "I'm sorry, the number you dialed is turned off, please call later..."

shutdown...

She guessed that An Shuyao was such a big-name celebrity, and now he had Chi Yanfeng by his side, and heard that he had a very good relationship with Mr. Hao's family, so how could he put Zhang Jin in his eyes?
Wherever this person with identity and background goes, it is really different.

Envy, and a trace of jealousy, the rest is only a sigh.

Standing up, she put Zhang Jinshun, who was sleeping like a dead pig, on the sofa, and put her in a comfortable sleeping position. She was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

He picked up his coat and bag, called the waiter in charge of this box, and gave a simple explanation.

Because the box was originally reserved until [-] pm, although the reception is not possible now, Zhang Jin must be given a place to rest.Zhaoxiang pays for the night here to give Zhang Jin a rest.

Although she and Zhang Jin had a bed-same friendship, it was just a relationship of mutual use. She thanked Zhang Jin for not abandoning her shoes after getting her, and instead reused her. The only thing he can do now is this.

After turning off the light, she closed the door of the box, and standing at the door, she took a few deep breaths before slowly leaving.

At the corner not far from Zhaoxiang and Zhang Jin's Tianzihao box, a man also dressed as a waiter in the clubhouse saw Zhaoxiang leave, turned his head and left quickly.

He walked to a dark place, looked around, and after making sure that there was no one there, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"What's the matter?" The voice sounded low and melodious like a cello.

The waiter covered the microphone and whispered, "Boss, I saw Miss An in the Rong Club!"

On the desk, the hand that was spinning the pen suddenly stopped when it heard the bodyguard's report.

The smile on Leng Xiaoran's handsome face gradually disappeared, "Alone?"

"Yes, alone, but there is a small tail behind her. It may be someone sent by Chi Yanfeng to protect her."

"Get rid of him, I'll be right there."

"Yes!"

After receiving the instruction, the bodyguard put away the phone, looked around again with narrow and cold eyes, and disappeared into the shadow at the end of the corridor after confirming that there was no one there.

Behind him, the bodyguards sent by Chi Yanfeng were attacked by bodyguards dressed up as waiters. The two were fighting on the side of the street. An Shuyao turned her head when she heard the movement.

Didn't see anything unusual.

She was puzzled, and deliberately walked forward to look a few more times, murmuring, "It's strange, I heard the sound of fighting just now."

Then he turned and entered the clubhouse.

The doorman at the gate stepped forward to check the VIP card with a device, and she continued to look around to make sure there was nothing special before turning left and entering the elevator upstairs.

Standing at the door of the box, An Shuyao checked the number of the box with her mobile phone, and always felt that something was wrong.