The host is irritable every day

Chapter 11 Tender grass eats old cows (11)

When I was kneeling on the ground before, I used my hands to prop up the ground covered with tiny pebbles from time to time. Although it was not as good as being slapped, it still hurts to be stuck like this.

It's been a long time since she knelt down, and now there are only a few red marks the size of mung beans on her palms, and the glistening white skin stands out.

Qi Wan didn't give Zhinan Jiang Yan a chance to answer, and continued to use the voice of "little poor" to sell miserably.

"Don't look at these red marks as small, to be honest, I've been squeamish since I was a child, and if I get hurt on one part of my body, it will affect other places, such as now..."

She stretched her hands in front of Jiang Yan again, sniffed her nose, and said in a delicate voice, "I was slapped and even involved the nerves of my whole body. My hand hurts, but it's double the pain."

Jiang Yan: "..."

The girl's curled eyelashes were blurred with tears, and she looked at him dimly.

Jiang Yan was silent, what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat, as if he couldn't refute anything at this moment.

Seeing that there was still no movement, Qi Wan even cried and made noise, regardless, and continued the scoundrel to the end: "Jiang Yan, why are you like this?"

"You are also a man at the top of the entertainment industry. Since you have helped me, you must help me to the end. How can there be any reason to run away?"

"you……"

"Shut up!" Jiang Yan had a terrible headache, pinching the center of her brows, and her voice was sharp, finally interrupting her soft chatter.

He lifted the brim of the hat and took it off, turned it around with his fingertips, and put it firmly on her head.

Qi Wan said "Huh?", and then someone pinched her chin, and once again raised her face to meet his gaze.

Jiang Yan firmly controlled her with two fingers, and turned her face to one side to check the injury.

The red and swollen palm prints had already been covered with a thick layer of powder, and red blood streaks could be seen at a closer look.

"Idiot." Jiang Yan sneered mercilessly.

Even if he was beaten, he didn't know how to fight back.

Qi Wan's face was relatively small, so he stretched out and pinched the pad of his index finger on her chin, which happened to slightly spread some thick powder covering the red mark.

Qi Wan felt a little pain, subconsciously wanted to hide.

Jiang Yan quickly caught the person and pulled the makeup remover on the dressing table with his other hand.

Just as he was about to get close to her face, he saw that her body was leaning back slightly, her red lips were stretched into a straight line, and her face was full of resistance. He suddenly laughed angrily: "What are you hiding from?"

The cleansing cotton is in the shape of a wet wipe, and when it touches the face, it feels a chill, and Qi Wan can't bear to shiver.

Although Jiang Yan's body was full of unexplainable anger, the moment he touched the makeup remover cotton to her face to wipe it off was extremely gentle.

He leaned forward slightly, with lowered eyelids, long eyelashes falling like thick crow feathers, straight and straight nose, thin lips with graceful curvature, clear jaw line, and obvious Adam's apple.

Jiang Yan's hands are beautiful, with a superior cool white complexion, well-defined and slender joints, and the nails on each finger are cut neatly and evenly.

The brim of the hat that Qi Wan was wearing on top of her head was lowered, which just blocked a small part of the front view. She secretly raised her eyes to look at Jiang Yan, her cheeks flushed unnaturally, and her slender eyelashes couldn't stop fluttering.

The surrounding air was as silent as a cold pool, and time seemed to have stood still.

The cool breeze from the air conditioner lingered in their ears. After nearly half an hour, Jiang Yan finally patiently and carefully helped Qi Wan apply the medicine.

After packing up the medicine box and closing it, Qi Wan opened the curtains and changed back into her shirt and skirt.

Look at yourself through the mirror.

After all, now, Jiang Yan won't let her act and get slapped.

Jiang Yan leaned back against the dressing table, folded his arms, and looked at her. He looked lazy, and his voice was no longer indifferent: "Put the hat on."

Qi Wan took off the "obstructive" hat before changing clothes.

She pursed her lips, and reluctantly took off the hat hanging on the hook, still struggling to hold it in her hand.

Wearing a hat really affects her hairstyle.

I saw the reluctance written all over her face.

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, propped his hands on the edge of the table, kicked back and got up, walked slowly to her, took the hat, and put it on her head.

"It's fine if you can bear the slap marks on your face, don't scare others."

There were thorns in Jiang Yan's explanation. If he hadn't been helping her straighten her hat and straighten her hair, she would have been confused by his ignorance.

Qi Wan narrowed her fox eyes slightly.

There is a word for something.

Hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

...

Outside the dressing room, the four bodyguards stood guard neatly and solemnly. Finally, under the most intense noon sun, Jiang Yan and Qi Wan walked out of the dressing room one after the other.

Except for Cai Xiaotong who hid in the rest shed early, the rest of the crew kept their positions motionless before they left, and all cast their gazes on the two of them under the frozen atmosphere.

The ethereal atmosphere was maintained for a short time, and Wu Qianbang couldn't tell whether it was the hot weather or the cold sweat from the trembling heart that dripped down the cheeks from Wu Qianbang's forehead.

Jiang Yan radiated a chill all over his body, and his appearance of avoiding strangers made people frightened.

Wu Qianbang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and spoke out tremblingly first: "Jiang... President Jiang."

Jiang Yan gave him a cold sideways glance, then followed his gaze to look around, and said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, "Where's that person?"

that person?
Wu Qianbang brows brimming with puzzlement.

"The actress who slapped my man."

Jiang Yan and the air around him suddenly sank, "Director Wu, what counts as the actors under you who intentionally hurt me?"

His people!
The people present sighed.

Wu Qianbang's face was full of surprise. Let's not talk about the previous one, but now it has completely confirmed the relationship between the two.

Also, hats are worn on people's heads.

Just looking at it this way, the two are really a good match.

my people.

Qi Wan slowly repeated it several times in her heart.

Raising his head, under the view blocked by the hat on his head, he looked at the man next to him imperceptibly, and the corners of his lips curled into a shallow arc.

After a moment of sighing, Wu Qianbang took a deep breath, his body still trembling uncontrollably, and it took him a long time to stabilize his voice and respond: "Boss Jiang, I'm sorry."

"I didn't know the relationship between you and Xiao Qi before, how offended you are, I would like to apologize to you two on behalf of the crew..." He half-bowed and bowed, "I'm sorry again."

The apology was an apology, but he didn't call out Cai Xiaotong, and changed the subject, making it clear that he had to protect him no matter what.

How could Jiang Yan not be able to see what Qi Wan could see.

What's more, Jiang Yan is not a person who challenges the bottom line but can bear it.

He raised the corners of his lips, his handsome face without a smile was really eye-catching, and said something incoherent: "How many months do you want to shut down the machine?"

"Or..." Jiang Yan drew the end of the voice, raised his stern black eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Don't shoot right now?"

"The director shields the actors, and the actors act with emotions. This kind of character is what comes out of acting..."

Jiang Yan paused, and his tone was loose and cool: "—Rotten."

Bad people and bad shows, why should investors waste money and continue investing.

Qi Wan gave a soft "tsk", knowing that he was doing it for her, but, as expected of Jiang Yanjiang's best actor, his words were distasteful.

Nowadays, Jiang Yan has the ability to control the wind and rain in the entertainment industry. He doesn't care about things, but he is good at speaking. As long as he is against him, there is basically no good fruit to eat.

Qi Wan raised the brim of her hat.

In fact, what Jiang Yan said was more like a threat.

(End of this chapter)