The cute wife is fierce and fierce: the husband holds it high

But he dared to chase Xie Heng away, but he didn't dare chase Huo Tingchu away. He just wanted to have a fit, but after thinking about it, let it go. He silently put down his chopsticks, poured himself a glass of red wine, and sipped it slowly, as if he was watching A close drama.

As for Xie Heng, he has always been a watcher who doesn't take too much trouble. After everyone came in, he dragged the chair and walked in the end, and closed the door.

There were obviously a lot of people in the box, but the sound of the door lock was particularly clear.

When the news came to Mr. Zhang's ears, his whole body was trembling, as if a guillotine was hanging above his head.

Huo Ting took a dark purple cigar box in his hand, took out one from it, cut off the cap, lit a match to light the cigarette, then shook off the sparks, and threw the whole box of matches on the coffee table.

The sound that was neither light nor heavy made the crowd tremble again.

Gu Nuan was calm on the surface, but he was very surprised in his heart. Mr. Zhang and his social status are not low, even Ye Lingshao has to curry favor, but they are as insignificant as ants in front of Huo Tingchu.

She only knows Huo tingchu's status, and it's no problem to protect her, but she didn't expect it to be so easy. This is simply crushing!

She began to think carefully. They seemed to think that she had something to do with Huo tingchu, or...

Gu Nuan quietly glanced to the side, thinking, should she get closer to him on purpose, to be more ambiguous, and let her pretend to be a tiger, so that in the future, no one will escort her to this kind of drinking party.

But just when she was about to move, Huo Tingchu suddenly leaned back, his back was comfortably embedded in the sofa, his arms were opened and supported on the back of the sofa behind her, even though he didn't even meet her eyes, but This action seemed to be announcing to everyone that Gu Nuan was the one he was protecting.

"That...Mr. Huo, it was really a misunderstanding. We didn't know that Miss Gu was you...yours."

Huo Ting smoked a cigar blankly, raised his hand to cover his lips, under the high eyebrows, those deep eyes were as clean as a blade.

"Know how, don't know how?"

"Well, if you know...if you know..."

They definitely didn't dare to move, but if this sentence was uttered, they would definitely follow up with the next sentence. Anyone with a discerning eye would know that if Gu Nuan didn't have a strong background behind him, they would definitely move.

No matter how you answer this question that Huo tingchu asked, it is wrong.

As soon as Mr. Zhang opened his mouth, he realized it. After all, he is a fine person. He would rather stutter and say incompletely, and he would rather hide away.

Huo Tingchu narrowed his eyes slightly, pursed his thin lips lightly, and there was a slight smile on the corners of his lips, "Xie Heng, lift a chair for Mr. Zhang."

Mr. Zhang turned pale with shock, "No, no, no... no need..."

How could he bear it? If Xie Heng personally carried the bench for him, wouldn't that be a slap in the face?

Xie Heng is such a noble person...

He really listened to Huo tingchu's words. He lifted the chair he had been sitting on and put it next to Mr. Zhang, "please, Mr. Zhang."

Mr. Zhang kept wiping the sweat off his forehead. How could he dare to sit down? He kept pushing.

The atmosphere in the box suddenly fell silent.

Huo Tingchu smoked his cigar one mouthful at a time. The thick white mist overflowing from his lips was hazy in front of his sharp-edged face. He couldn't see clearly what emotion was on that deep face.

This godlike man sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, his face was cold, his eyebrows were deep, and his aura made people feel awed from the bottom of his heart.

Mr. Zhang glanced at him carefully, but before he could see his face clearly, he lowered his head again. He really didn't dare to look him in the eye. He lowered his eyebrows like a dog, and couldn't figure out his expression. Rumors about Huo tingchu.

Someone once saw with his own eyes that Huo Tingchu, in a rage, took off one of the opponent's legs...

Huo tingchu didn't urge him at all, but the meaning was obvious. Mr. Zhang's refusal just now made him unhappy.

Mr. Zhang hurriedly wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Or, I'll just... I'll sit down..."

With a pious heart, as if treating a holy object, he carefully sat on the chair, put his hands on his knees neatly, and did not dare to make any mistakes.

Huo tingchu was a little bored.

It's not on the same level at all, and it can't motivate him at all. If he didn't want to vent his anger on this woman, how could he deal with people of this class.

"I'm a little curious, what kind of party do you guys have tonight?"

"Just... my company wants to invest in a costume drama and wants to find Ms. Gu to play the leading role, so I invite her out to have a meal together and discuss the script..."

Huo Tingchu gave a short laugh: "really?"

"Yes..." Mr. Zhang wanted to look at the people around him, and asked a few people to come out to help, but everyone who was caught by his eyes automatically avoided them, and some even resented that he shouldn't be interested in Gu Nuan. Otherwise, they wouldn't be so unlucky to offend Huo tingchu. Now they are eager to be a man with their tails between their legs. It's better for Huo tingchu not to notice. Otherwise, after today, whether the job can be kept or not is second. Big and small companies are blocked, and there will be no way out.

Mr. Zhang was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he didn't dare to show the slightest bit on his face, and said submissively: "Yes..."

Huo Tingchu's long and narrow eyes are slightly narrowed, and the dazzling black pupils are shining with a shocking cold light. Under the high arched eyebrows, a pair of oppressive sharp eyes are tightly locked on Mr. Zhang.

The expression in his eyes cooled down inch by inch.

After taking a puff of smoke, he modified his deep voice to become even more inscrutable: "Huo is very curious, discussing the script? Do you need to get drunk to discuss?"

Mr. Zhang trembled all over, and subconsciously looked up at him.

This glance just touched the cold look on Huo Tingchu's face and Gu Nuan in his arms. Judging from the situation, he will not be able to escape tonight. The double pressure of psychology and spirit forced him to use up all his strength He was exhausted, and fell off the chair like a paralyzed ooze.

As soon as he touched the ground, he kneeled neatly, prostrated there, shaking all over his body.

Xie Heng laughed strangely: "Hey, Mr. Zhang's legs are weak again?"

"Mr. Huo, Director Xie... I was wrong, I was really wrong, I dare not lie, tonight... It is indeed a game for Gu Nuan, I have plans to invest in TV dramas, but I didn't at first I thought about inviting Gu Nuan to play the role, after all, her current social status is too high, it was this afternoon...someone sent me a text message, saying yes...that Gu Nuan is willing to lower the price to play the role of the female lead."

Gu Nuan's eyebrows twitched, and she was suddenly excited: "I don't plan to accept any works recently, even if I do, my agent will notify me."