Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

"Hurry up and go to bed, there is still a location shooting task tomorrow. Don't wear dark circles on your camera!"

"Good der, I'm going to sleep now, good night, Miss Qiu."

The medicine prescribed by the hospital was quite effective. Jiang Zitong felt much better in one night, and she didn't feel any discomfort in the horse riding scene shot the next morning.

It's just that Jiang Zitong's side didn't have a big problem, but Shan Yuting's side had an accident.

When Ye Xiu called Lu Que, Jiang Zitong was just about to shoot her scenes, but when he heard that Shan Yuting had an accident, he immediately asked the director for leave without saying a word, and promised to return to the group as soon as possible to make up the shoot.

Fortunately, the distance from the film and television base to the hospital does not take a detour, otherwise, it would be exhausting to rush back and forth.

"What happened? How did you get allergic? Was you touched by a woman who doesn't have long eyes?"

Jiang Zitong hurried to the VIP intensive care unit of the hospital, and when he entered the door, he was tortured by the soul.

When Shan Yuting saw Jiang Zitong who was panting lightly, his eyes paused, and then his eyes drifted to Ye Xiu behind her, blaming him for being troublesome.

Before, he had clearly ordered him not to tell Jiang Zitong, but Ren'er still showed up.

"Hey, it's Du Xiaoshi..."

Shan Yuting had a severe allergy before and fainted immediately, but now he just woke up not long ago, and he is a little weak, so his speech is limp.

When Jiang Zitong heard the name, he was taken aback for a long time before he remembered who this Du Xiaoshi was.

"What happened to her?"

As soon as Jiang Zitong sat on the bedside, he stretched out his hand to pull the collar of Shan Yuting's hospital gown, and saw a large patch of red on the neck under the collar.

The neck is like this, the body must be more serious, otherwise I won't faint.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zitong moved his hand down, ready to unbutton the patient's gown to see the mark on the man.

"Cough, cough, cough, Mrs. Shan is in the hospital, be gentle."

Shan Yuting pressed down Jiang Zitong's mischievous hand, in order to prevent doctors or nurses from coming in and out at any time and seeing things they shouldn't see.

Jiang Zitong's hand was pressed down, but his eyes narrowed, and he glared at Shan Yuting: "Tell me, what's wrong with her? She held her little hand, or threw herself into her arms?"

"Kiss on the cheek." Shan Yuting said while rubbing the back of his neck, "I feel hairy when I think about it, you see, I have goosebumps."

Jiang Zitong raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone was up and down: "Oh, that Du Xiaoshi, dare to kiss your cheek? She thinks I'm mine!"

Seeing this, Shan Yuting quickly explained: "Calm down, calm down, I didn't kiss, I avoided it, but I was still rubbed by her lips."

"Hmm, you're smart, otherwise you'd be suspected of cheating in marriage!"

Jiang Zitong snorted, then hugged Shan Yuting's face and kissed left and right, right and left, and called it "disinfection".

Not to mention, Shan Yuting was very effective in this move, and his heart was so fluttering that he was about to go to heaven. If Jiang Zitong's injury hadn't been taken into consideration, he might have "eat and wiped her clean" in this VIP intensive care ward. up.

After having dinner with Shan Yuting, seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, Jiang Zitong didn't stay long, and hurried back to the film and television base.

In the evening, there was an all-night scene, and with the need to make up for the missing shots in the afternoon, Jiang Zitong was doomed to not be able to go back to sleep for a day or two.

The day before the Qixi Festival, the chief director of the film gave everyone a day off, and said to everyone solemnly: "If you should fall in love, go on a romantic date, and if you should date a couple, go on a romantic date. Don't be alone. I just want to stay in the crew and pretend to be a workaholic, I just ask, come back after the festival, continue to shoot well."

This is the first time everyone has seen such an open and generous director, and everyone burst into laughter.

The people who had a target basically left the film and television base early after getting leave. Ge Lanzhi, Qi Ming, and Hua Lun also left the film crew.

Yi Han is single, and he voluntarily stayed in the group to read scripts and other things to pass the time, but when he saw that Jiang Zitong hadn't left, he couldn't help but wonder: "You have a family, why are you still sticking to the group?" , didn’t you go to the festival?”

"You are young, my husband, he is flying abroad on a business trip."

Jiang Zitong couldn't take his eyes off the phone, and while playing the qualifying game seriously, he answered Yi Han casually.

"Huh? He would rather go on a business trip than spend Qixi with you? This seems unreasonable! It's not kind."

"I suspect that you are trying to provoke the relationship between our husband and wife, but I have no evidence." Taking time out, Jiang Zitong raised his head and glanced at Yi Han, "However, Brother Yi looks a little gloating? No wonder, you have been single for many years, and you can't understand it. The true meaning of marriage. Old couples like us don’t pay much attention to formal things, as long as the other party has you in their hearts. Marriage is a way of life, and it lasts a lifetime, and it’s not bad for an hour or two.”

"I suspect that you are forcibly stuffing me with dog food, but I have no proof."

Yi Han imitated Jiang Zitong's words, but couldn't help but want to complain: "I didn't say that, you see that many people in the group have received Qixi Festival gifts today, why don't you have anything? Don't you envy others?"

"Formalism? What is there to envy? I think you have a sour smell on your body. I'm afraid that you are a single dog who was abused today."

"Bah! How few presents have I received? Look, they are all piled up in a corner, and the cake alone is divided into fifteen."

Yi Han pointed to the corner not far away, where there were a lot of gifts, all given to him by fans, and his assistant would drive to pick them up after a while.

For things that are not easy to store like cakes, he just gave them away to the people he was going to date.

Jiang Zitong glanced at it casually: "It's a gift from a fan, and it's not from a girlfriend or wife. What's so funny about it. How little do you receive every day?"

Yi Han touched his nose: "Well, it's quite a lot."

"That's it. Hurry up and find a partner, and then you can have a happy holiday. If it doesn't work, we will find someone for you later."

When Jiang Zitong said this, her expression was very serious. In her opinion, Yi Han was about the same age as her family's duck. He was not a young man, so it was time to find a companion.

"Don't, don't, I still want to be chic for a few more years. It's not comfortable to find someone to take care of me." Yi Han waved his hands repeatedly and refused, and said to Jiang Zitong pretending to be mysterious, "Let me tell you, actually... I like it." people."

"Oh? Who is it? Come and listen."

Jiang Zitong got excited immediately after listening to gossip, put down his cell phone, and looked at Yi Han with blinking eyes.

"Hmm, isn't it your husband!"?

WTF?

who husband?

Jiang Zitong picked out his ears, so that he could hear more clearly: "Who did you just talk about? Who do you like?"

"Your husband, Shan Yuting!"

A center of gravity was unstable, and Jiang Zitong almost fell from the small chair to the ground, with a big "shock" written on his face: "Oh! My dear, you are actually gay!"