Hidden Marriage Chief Marry One Get One Free

The door of the lounge room diagonally opposite was open, and a man and woman with a large age gap were standing in the corridor flirting.

The man looked to be at least fifty years old, with a fat beer belly, his suit jacket was open, and the shirt inside was tightly stretched by the fat. smoking a stout cigar, with the other arm around a delicately dressed female artist in a tube top dress.

The two of them huddled together in the corridor like Siamese twins, and the sound of ambiguous laughter continuously entered the eardrums.

"..."

Song Yan quickly glanced at the female artist's appearance, she felt a little familiar, she seemed to be one of the cast members.

Needless to say, the man must be the investor, but she has never seen it, nor does she know him.

These two people were standing diagonally across the corridor, just blocking the main entrance of Song Yan's lounge, and they bumped into each other as soon as the door was opened, and they couldn't avoid it even if they wanted to.

It's still early now, and the venue for the banquet is in the banquet hall upstairs, so there's no need to worry about being late.

So at this moment, most of the artists are still in their lounges, and the corridors are empty.

The two of them didn't seem to expect that someone would come out suddenly. They were stunned for a moment when they heard the sound of the door opening, and then looked up following the sound.

When they saw Song Yan who was standing at the door of the lounge and hadn't had time to come out, the reactions of the two were completely different.

The female artist's face was startled at first, with a bit of panic about being caught. After seeing Song Yan's appearance clearly, the panic turned into deep fear and dislike, and subconsciously stuck her body more and more on the He grabbed the man's body tightly, as if he was afraid of being robbed of his prey.

The man's reaction was much more direct than hers. His eyes lit up suddenly, and his face was full of surprise. He looked up and down several times, focusing on Song Yan's chest and legs, and finally looked at Song Yan again. Looking at her delicate and bright face, I just felt itchy for a while.

He didn't notice the small movements of the female artist in his arms at all, he held one in his arms, but stared straight at Song Yan, and asked with a laugh: "Oh, is this also an actress from your crew? She looks so beautiful, what's your name?"

These words seemed to be just asking the woman in his arms, but the volume was not concealed at all, Song Yan could naturally hear it.

The taste of temptation and hint in the words is obvious.

If Song Yan intends to climb him, she will naturally respond wittily when she hears this, and if it is unintentional...it doesn't mean there is no other way.

The female artist is not stupid, of course she knows that she is not really asking herself this question, a jealous twist flashed across her face, but she dare not say anything.

Song Yan walked out of the lounge with a cold expression, and closed the door smoothly. The long skirt slid across the red carpet on the ground, like a silver-white blooming flower, setting off the beautiful face with exquisite makeup, giving off a glamorous taste. Very seductive.

She didn't answer the man's question, she didn't even look at him more, she turned around indifferently as if the corridor was full of air, and planned to leave without seeing him.

"Hey……"

The man with a beer belly was not angry, but laughed instead, smacked his lips, rolled his eyes on Song Yan's back with squinting eyes, and teased unscrupulously: "The little girl has a temper! Don't go away yet." , tell me your name..."

For rich and powerful men, there are too many women who are as gentle as a canary, and it is not uncommon for them to be tired of playing. On the contrary, women with a temper and personality are more interesting, whether it is a small pepper or an iceberg. Beauties are also fine, they can bring them a different kind of desire to conquer, which is more fun.

Song Yan guessed that this man was probably an investor of the film crew, and he should be worth a lot of money based on his clothes, otherwise the female artist wouldn't be so nervous to pick him up.

But she is not interested in this, and she doesn't want to waste time entangled with this kind of person. More importantly, she has too much experience of being entangled. She was really afraid of being entangled, and wished to turn back time and start over again. If she had known that these two people were standing in the corridor, she would not have rushed out.

It's only because the soundproofing effect of the lounge is so good, she can't hear anything outside unless she opens the door...

It's useless to say this now, since everyone else has come out, it's better to leave quickly and go far away, so as not to trouble the upper body for no reason.

Song Yan's attitude of avoiding and fearing that he could not make it, she just pretended that she didn't hear the man's teasing and asking, and turned a deaf ear to it.

However, such an attitude fell into the eyes of a man with high self-esteem, and he only felt that she was trying to greet or refuse, pretending to be aloof, so he raised his volume and continued with a smile: "Hey! Little girl, I am talking to you." What are you talking about, why are you ignoring people?"

"..."

The female artist lying in his arms, her face was so hideous with heavy makeup, she wished Song Yan could disappear in place!

Song Yan didn't turn her head back, and her steps became faster and faster. The skirt that was dragging on the ground behind her jumped lightly with her steps, and a flower bloomed with each step, her demeanor was impeccably beautiful.

Seeing that she didn't look back like this, the man still acted like he didn't exist, and felt a little unhappy. He only felt that she was putting on a bit too much, so he pushed the female artist away in his arms displeasedly, and stepped forward to stop her.

"Wait, Mr. He, do you know who she is?"

The female artist staggered a bit from the push, and seeing that the man seemed to be serious, she became a little anxious, grabbed the man's arm, and dragged him tightly to prevent him from chasing.

The man paused for a moment, and looked down at her suspiciously, "Who is it? Isn't it the artist of your crew?"

"She's not an ordinary entertainer, she has a big background!" The female artist lowered her voice with a bit of jealousy, and said tactfully, "The dress she is wearing is worth several million at least. Was it taken over by someone, or does it have a background... You should inquire first before..."

The female artist did not finish the second half of the sentence, but the meaning was obvious.

Song Yan is not her, she has no background and background, and she can hook up with any favor.

Just the dress she was wearing, who would dare to touch it without confidence?If you get a little closer, you have to worry about breaking it and whether you can afford to pay for it...

Mr. He is indeed very rich. He has opened a company and is worth at least hundreds of millions.

It's nothing to invest tens of millions in film and television, but it's absolutely impossible for him to casually spend tens of millions to buy a dress for a woman!

He couldn't even afford to give away the clothes he was wearing, how dare he dream of dating Song Yan?

The female artist felt from the bottom of her heart that he was trying to die, and there must be a limit to wishful thinking.