Young Master Qin's Heart-Eating Secret Pet

He saw Cen Ziyan squatting in the most remote corner, picking up the boxed lunches on the simple table, eating mouthful after mouthful, it was the kind of swallowing just to fill his stomach.

After avoiding those media paparazzi, Qin Hanfeng quietly ordered Chongnan to order an afternoon tea, and gave it to everyone in the crew in Ye Qiuyin's name.

This undoubtedly improved Ye Qiuyin's positive image invisibly. Since he wanted to marry her, he naturally didn't want to be a burden. Paving her way to acting was also removing those secret competitors for the Qin family.

His game is not limited to the business field, in the deep pool of mixed capital in the entertainment industry, Qin Hanfeng also wants to be the one who controls the whole field.

Chongnan's work efficiency is very high, and he came back with his things in less than half an hour. The leading actors were all sent to their respective dressing rooms by Chongnan himself, while the other extras and staff were the same as receiving box lunches. , One by one lined up to get it by themselves.

Cen Ziyan was one of the last few people who heard the news. When she heard that it was Ye Qiuyin who invited the whole group to have afternoon tea, she subconsciously refused to take the dessert, but she could only rely on the leftovers at noon. The meal was not enough for her to last an afternoon.

She slowly touched her lower abdomen, stood in the corner and watched the dessert line gradually shorten, and the struggle in her mind became more intense.

In the end, she still lost her motherhood and decided to mix in the remaining extras.

The people in front of her disappeared one by one, and Cen Ziyan also slowly lowered his head, fearing that Ye Qiuyin would recognize him and make him embarrassed in front of everyone.

Cen Ziyan took the dessert with both hands, said thank you in a low voice, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey, wait!" Ye Qiuyin, who was walking diagonally from behind, saw her and stopped her.

She walked around in front of Cen Ziyan, raised her hand and took the dessert from her hand, "Don't eat this."

"Why, didn't everyone in the production team have it? Why can't I eat it?" Cen Ziyan had just received the dessert and was stopped by Ye Qiuyin halfway, she asked.

"Sister, I know you are thin, but I have given you my boxed lunch just now, and I am afraid that I will have a small stomach if I eat such a high-calorie dessert, which will affect the shooting. Just dress up."

She curled her lips in a good-tempered smile, and explained the reason quite understandingly, as if it was really for her sake, "You don't want to leave a bad impression on the director, after all, it's only the first day. Isn't that right, sister?"

Ye Qiuyin handed the box of desserts to the assistant behind her, and turned to look at her with a smile on her face, "Let me keep it for you. After all, it's not a trivial matter to delay the filming of the crew, right?"

Cen Ziyan's heart tightened, and he wanted to reach out to take it back, but Ye Qiuyin turned sideways, blocking his arm, and could only watch helplessly as the box of desserts was thrown into the trash can by the assistant.

She just forced herself to eat a few mouthfuls of leftovers at noon, trying to keep herself from being hungry. Although she didn't care much about this dessert, the few mouthfuls of food at noon alone couldn't last much time. .

"What do you mean?" Cen Ziyan asked back.

"After all, it's my first time working in the group, so it's inevitable that I don't understand some things. I'm here to help you." Ye Qiuyin's lips curved into a playful smile.