After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoyu felt a little sweetness in his heart.

She really found a good husband.

"Okay." At some point, An Zhengye put down the wooden comb, and skillfully tied her a ponytail.

"Thank you." Mo Xiaoyu smiled sweetly as he looked at himself in the mirror and regained his cleanliness.

"You're welcome, it's my honor to serve my wife." An Zhengye leaned over and whispered in her ear.

Mo Xiaoyu's ears turned red immediately, and he said coquettishly, "Stop being so talkative."

"Tell the truth." An Zhengye kissed her earlobe.

Mo Xiaoyu immediately covered his ears, his neck was red: "The big president of the dignified Anye Group is so dishonest."

"Why am I being dishonest?" An Zhengye raised his eyebrows, raised one corner of his mouth, and showed a slightly wicked smile.

This smile did not detract from An Zhengye's charm at all, but showed his rare and handsome side.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

Her husband is so handsome...

"Why are you so stupid?" An Zhengye tapped Mo Xiaoyu's upturned nose when there was no response for a long time.

"I won't tell you anymore, I want to take off my makeup." Mo Xiaoyu came back to his senses, secretly regretting that he was infatuated again.

Turn your head away quickly, pick up the lotion to remove makeup, and let it be out of sight.

An Zhengye didn't bother her, watching her wash off the makeup on her face, revealing a face as delicate as a lotus in clear water.

"What are you looking at?" Mo Xiaoyu washed his face and asked reproachfully.

"Look at my wife." An Zhengye replied as a matter of course.

"I hate it." Mo Xiaoyu was a little shy.

She touched her face, would she not look as good without makeup as before?

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have made An Zhengye wait inside. It would be nice for her to put on light makeup before going out.

Xu Shi saw what she was thinking, and An Zhengye kissed her tender cheek: "My wife looks best without makeup."

"Straight men are aesthetically pleasing." Mo Xiaoyu complained, but his heart was filled with joy.

"Tell the truth." An Zhengye still said those four words.

Mo Xiaoyu avoided his scorching gaze and hooked up his down jacket: "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going home."

A pair of slender hands stretched out from behind, and thoughtfully put on her sleeves.

After zipping and scarfing Mo Xiaoyu, making sure that she would not be blown by the cold wind, An Zhengye took her hand, opened the door and walked out.

"Let's go home."

"En." Mo Xiaoyu raised the corner of his mouth and nodded.

The road leading to the exit was still so dark and the cold wind was blowing, but with An Zhengye leading the way, Mo Xiaoyu didn't feel the cold at all.

Sitting in the car, she was even a little hot, so she pulled down the scarf.

After fastening the seat belts for both of them, An Zhengye started the car and asked while driving, "Dinner, do you want to go home or go to the restaurant?"

After not going to the restaurant for a long time, Mo Xiaoyu was a little moved, thought for a while and said: "Go home, there is still a script to read."

"Okay." An Zhengye had no objection, and turned the car around.

The two returned home soon, and the dinner was prepared in advance. Mo Xiaoyu ate a hot meal as soon as he entered the door, and he was in a particularly good mood.

The life of a wealthy family is really simple, simple and luxurious.

After dinner, Mo Xiaoyu and An Zhengye came to the study, one read the script, the other read the documents, and spent a warm and harmonious night.

The next day, An Zhengye sent Mo Xiaoyu to film as usual.

Mo Xiaoyu was not as reluctant as yesterday, he said goodbye to An Zhengye very simply, and trotted into the set.

"Fickle wife." An Zhengye shook his head helplessly, and didn't start the car until he couldn't see Mo Xiaoyu's back.

The fickle Mo Xiaoyu performed energetically. In this way, he spent the last few days in the crew very happily.

Today, she finished filming the last scene.

"CUT! Pass!" An Dao shouted Ka as usual.

Just as Mo Xiaoyu was walking this way, there was a sudden "bang!", and the staff released fireworks.

Colorful ribbons fell down and landed on Mo Xiaoyu's hair and shoulders, and he turned into a little colored man in a short while.

"Congratulations!" Everyone said enthusiastically.

The staff brought flowers again, and Mo Xiaoyu held the flowers, smiling brows and eyes: "Thank you everyone."

"Don't be in a hurry to go home at night, there is a wrap-up banquet at seven o'clock, you are our heroine, you can't be absent." Director An said with a smile.

Mo Xiaoyu readily agreed, thought for a while and asked: "Okay, then can I bring another person?"

"Yes." Director An readily agreed without asking who it was.

Mo Xiaoyu was holding flowers and walked all the way, meeting many staff members who greeted her with smiles.

"Miss Yu, congratulations on finishing the game."

"Congratulations, Xiaoyu."

"Thank you." Mo Xiaoyu responded with a smile, and greeted everyone, smiling until his face froze.

After returning to the dressing room, I found some free time.

Picking up the phone, he called An Zhengye.

The connection was made within seconds, and An Zhengye's voice sounded: "What's the matter, wife?"

He glanced at the time, as if it wasn't time to call it a day.

"I finished it early." Mo Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"I'll pick you up right away." An Zhengye got up immediately.

"Wait, I have a wrap-up banquet tonight." Mo Xiaoyu said hastily.

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by An Zhengye: "What time does the finale banquet end?"

"Oh, you can't wait for me to finish talking at once." Mo Xiaoyu said angrily.

"Okay, tell me." An Zhengye coaxed softly.

"The wrap-up banquet starts at seven o'clock. I asked An Dao to bring his family. Do you have time tonight?" Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly finished.

"Yes, I'll go right away." An Zhengye readily agreed.

"I'll wait for you." Mo Xiaoyu hung up the phone contentedly.

An Zhengye picked up his suit, straightened his tie, and walked out the door.

Passing by Xu Wei's desk, he said coldly, "The evening meeting is cancelled."

Without giving Xu Wei a chance to react, he strode away.

"Mr. An, the meeting tonight is very important..." Xu Wei stretched out his hand, there was no sign of An Zhengye in front of him, only the cold ding of the elevator.

Alas, stupid gentleman...

Xu Wei sighed, picked up the phone and postponed the meeting until tomorrow.

Mo Xiaoyu tidied up and sat in the dressing room waiting for An Zhengye.

Looking at the furnishings and items in the room, I suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

After all, it was her first play as a heroine, and this was her first independent dressing room.

Just feeling emotional, her first exclusive makeup artist came in.

"Sister Xiaoyu, I can't bear you." Before Mo Xiaoyu could speak, the make-up artist began to cry.

"I also miss you." Mo Xiaoyu hugged the makeup artist.

When she was almost coldly received by the entire crew, only Xiao Lin always supported her and trusted her. Mo Xiaoyu was really grateful to her.

In an interview with Resumption of Work, she said that the crew is like home, but in fact the feeling of family is only given by Xiao Lin, Fu Bo, Director An and Xia Tian.

Seeing the two hugging and crying, Luna couldn't help being a little sad, but she pretended to be disgusted: "You two don't cry, it's not like you won't see each other in the future."

"Let's stop crying. We will definitely have to take pictures at the finale banquet. It won't be beautiful if we cry." Mo Xiaoyu persuaded.

"Hmm." The makeup artist held back her tears.

Mo Xiaoyu quickly avoided sad topics and talked about interesting things, and the atmosphere in the dressing room gradually improved.

"Dangdang." There was a knock on the door.

"Maybe the scene manager told us to go." Luna looked at the time and opened the door directly.

"Mr. An?" She was a little surprised.

Mo Xiaoyu ran over erratically: "An Zhengye, you came so fast."

An Zhengye hugged the little woman who flew over, looked at her face, frowned and said, "Are you crying? Someone bullied you?"

The air was a bit colder, the sadness and reluctance disappeared immediately, Luna and the make-up artist were very honest, especially the make-up artist who made Mo Xiaoyu cry, his body shivered unconsciously.

"No one bullied me, I just couldn't bear it, so I cried for a while." Mo Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and made a small pinching motion with his fingers.

"Little crying bag." An Zhengye kissed Mo Xiaoyu's slightly red eyelids.

"Annoying." Mo Xiaoyu shyly pushed An Zhengye's face away.

The temperature in the room quickly warmed up, and Luna and the makeup artist breathed a sigh of relief.

The crisis was lifted, and the two dared not stay longer.

"Boss An, Xiao Yu, I'll teach you when the wrap-up banquet starts." Luna quickly walked away.

"I still have some props to tidy up, I'm going to get busy first." The makeup artist made excuses and ran away.

"Isn't collecting props the job of the props team?" Mo Xiaoyu wondered.

The two had already fled away in a flash, and Mo Xiaoyu didn't think much about it.

He and An Zhengye were the only ones left in the room, and Mo Xiaoyu felt much more relaxed.

She glanced at An Zhengye, and said arrogantly: "You will appear as a family member later, remember to behave well, and don't make me look bad."

"Okay, my empress." An Zhengye said cooperatively.

"So good." Mo Xiaoyu patted An Zhengye's chest very frivolously.

A dark light flashed in An Zhengye's eyes, he held Mo Xiaoyu's catkin before he could take it back, and asked in a low voice, "Then, is there any reward for your good performance?"

During this period of time, he often accompanied Mo Xiaoyu to check his lines, and some dialogues with An Zhengye could be said to be at his fingertips.

"When the time comes, you can choose your own promotion and salary increase." Mo Xiaoyu said with a little embarrassment before he realized the danger.

"I have reached the position of president, where do you plan to promote me?"

Mo Xiaoyu suddenly went back to the modern drama, and Mo Xiaoyu didn't react for a while.

I just heard An Zhengye continue to say: "I am the richest person in city A, how are you going to raise my salary, huh?"

An Zhengye prolonged the ending on purpose.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't stand his voice the most, his scalp was numb.

Mo Xiaoyu blinked and asked, "Then what do you want?"

"I want other rewards." An Zhengye lowered his voice, with a hint of charm in his voice.

"I'll give you what you want, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me." Mo Xiaoyu said with the last stubbornness.

An Zhengye was not angry either, and chuckled lightly: "Is the Empress going to break her promise?"

"..." Mo Xiaoyu was speechless.

Modern dramas and costume dramas are seamlessly connected. An Zhengye is actually an invisible actor, right?
"I will never break my promise, and you will never lose what should be yours." Mo Xiaoyu didn't give in, and responded easily.

"Then can you tell me the reward you want?" An Zhengye picked up a strand of Mo Xiaoyu's hair, wrapped it around his fingertips and played with it gently.

Only then did Mo Xiaoyu feel that something was wrong: "It's not too late to talk about rewards after Mr. An's affairs are settled."

"Alright." An Zhengye tucked Mo Xiaoyu's hair behind her ears, and whispered in her ear, "This minister will definitely get things done, I just hope that your mother will not forget her promise."