After being written to death by black fans, I wore a book

Jiang Sheng frowned, raising his hand to break him apart.

But this dead sick girl, although she has been ill for many years, has great strength.

Jiang Sheng tossed and tossed for a while without success, and said angrily: "You let me go! This girl washed off the green color on your head, isn't that considered a welfare?"

"You stained this color, isn't it your duty to wash it off?" Leng Siye's voice was deep and magnetic.

"What's the matter with you, Leng Siye, your character has collapsed?!"

She was short of breath, and didn't care whether she could beat him, so she stabbed Leng Siye's chest with her backhand.

Leng Siye backed away, and quickly caught her elbow with his palm.

Jiang Sheng took advantage of the situation and was about to use his strength to run away, but he couldn't move as fast as Leng Siye. He grabbed his arm and pulled it hard. Jiang Sheng was unprepared. After his arm hurt, he fell back and fell into his arms. Knocked on his mouth.

"Hiss. It hurts."

Her lips were touching, she didn't feel warm, soft or embarrassed at all, she just felt her lips hurt!

Raising his hand to wipe his lips, he found that his finger was actually stained with blood.

Jiang Sheng blushed with anger, stretched out his hand to show him, and roared: "I'm bleeding!"

Leng Siye was originally just testing her skills, but the sudden closeness made him stunned for a moment.

Because of the pain, the woman in her arms looked at him with an aggrieved face, with tears in her eyes.

The most important thing is... She didn't notice that she was still sitting on his lap, leaning against his arms, her posture was a bit too intimate.

Leng Siye's heart was beating inexplicably for a moment, and his body was also tense for a moment. To avoid being seen, he raised his hand and directly pushed Jiang Sheng away from his body, turning his legs under the table.

Seeing that the force was a bit heavy in a panic, he patted her on the back with his hand.

Jiang Sheng fell directly to the ground, and looked at him with disbelief: "Leng Siye! You beat your wife!"

"Cough." Leng Siye's voice was hoarse: "Go out."

She didn't know how she walked out of Leng Siye's office, her eyes were as bright as stars because of anger.

While walking out, he muttered mischievously.

"abnormal!"

"What's going on? This doesn't match the plot of the original book. Doesn't it mean that Leng Siye has no feelings for Jiang Sheng or even hates it? The way he expresses his hatred is a bit strange."

Most of the entire flat is Leng Siye's office, but some positions are assigned to special assistants, secretaries and others.

Lin Feng's office is just outside of Leng Siye, so he naturally heard Jiang Sheng's words "Leng Siye, you beat your wife", he stood up from his desk in shock, couldn't hold back anymore, and stood up .

Not long after, I saw Jiang Sheng angrily leaving the office, and when he saw Jiang Sheng's red and swollen lips, his complexion tightened even more.

Seeing Lin Feng, Jiang Sheng woke up a little bit, stopped, and ordered with full aura: "Shut Song Baiwei away. She knows what she has done."

Lin Feng was taken aback, then nodded, and respectfully sent Jiang Sheng all the way to the elevator, then turned and went to Leng Siye's office.

Leng Siye had already wiped off Jiang Sheng's blood on his lips, but he couldn't wipe off the soft touch.

He looked down at the document, his mind was a little distracted.

After seeing Lin Feng, he said coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Song Baiwei took a temporary sick leave today and didn't come to the company. Just now, my wife ordered Song Baiwei to be fired." Lin Fenghui reported.

"Just do what she says." Song Baiwei was arranged by Jiang Sheng through the grandfather of the Leng family. In name, he was Leng Siye's life assistant, but in fact he was doing the work of an ordinary secretary. Lin Feng is in charge.

Lin Feng nodded and hesitated for two seconds. As a married person, he still bite the bullet and said: "Mr. Leng, if there is any difference of opinion between the husband and wife, we can communicate well. Although the madam is not very good-tempered, women are very friendly." It’s fine to coax people, it’s not good to hit people with your hands.”

Leng Siye froze his fingers flipping through the document, and then looked at Lin Feng angrily: "Should I hit her? With my mouth?"

He was already upset by Jiang Sheng, but his subordinate's coquettish operation of which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted made him even more angry.

Lin Feng was taken aback.

The words of your own BOSS seem to be so colorful?

Seeing him standing still in a daze, Leng Siye glanced at him coldly: "Stand in my office as a sightseeing tree, are you free from work?"

"I'm going to disappear!"

Lin Fengxiu left the office quickly.

It wasn't until the office became quiet that Leng Siye relaxed and leaned against the back of the office chair, unconsciously tapping his fingers on his lips...

After realizing what he was doing, he immediately coughed, sat up straight, and turned his gaze to the computer screen.

Jiang Sheng went home angrily all the way, but she had already put the accident behind her.

After all, she was a small star in her previous life, and she has filmed a lot of scenes, and it's just a kiss, so she won't always take it to heart.

What's more, she and Leng Siye are not kissing at all, it's just teeth and lips, it hurts!
Jiang Sheng is not a person who complains about her life. Now that she has passed through the books, even if there are many difficulties, she must live her new life well.

She doesn't want to be a woman with her palms up at home, plus she doesn't love Leng Siye, and it's even more impossible for her to wash her hands and make soup for him at home, be as stupid as the original owner, force her feelings on others, and cause others pain Not to mention, I have been looking forward and looking forward to a loneliness.

In her previous life, she climbed all the way from Wuti to Xiaohua. After much deliberation in this life, she still plans to continue to be a star.

After all, I am familiar with the industry and like acting.

After deciding on a direction, she began to look up news related to the entertainment industry in the book, including the dramas that some film and television companies are planning to shoot, and the scripts that are recruiting actors.

With the experience of her previous life, she sorted out the information very quickly, but the information was too complicated. She had been acting all the way in her previous life, so it was not that complicated.

Looking at it, she began to feel drowsy, and finally she squinted and fell asleep on the sofa.

When Leng Siye came home, what he saw was Jiang Sheng lying on the sofa and sleeping soundly.

Her sleeping posture was not proper, her arms were scrambling on the sofa, and the clothes around her waist were pulled away, revealing a small white and delicate waist.

There are also a lot of materials piled up under him, and this small notebook is placed next to it, with a pen in it.

Leng Siye approached, opened it, and saw that all the contact information of some production crews and film and television companies were written on it.

Jiang Sheng slept for more than an hour, opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Leng Siye sitting on the sofa where he was lying, flipping through his notes.

"Don't mess with mine, I've got another audition."

Leng Siye, who had just woken up behind him, glanced at the messy documents around the sofa with a soft and soft voice, and said calmly, "How else can you mess it up?"

Jiang Sheng gave a rare magnanimous smile, squinted and lay on the sofa to wake up, ignoring him.

Leng Siye didn't hear her reply, turned around to look at her, and saw her chuckling with her eyes closed.

Soft, like a feather, it gently touched his heart.

He looked at her: "Why do you suddenly want to enter the entertainment industry?"

Jiang Sheng didn't even open his eyes, and said lazily: "Otherwise, if one day my husband gives me another divorce agreement and kicks me out, I should have a job anyway. Relying on others is worse than relying on yourself. "