Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

Shi Sheng thought he was unreasonable, "Why, Mr. Song has recently started to develop a time machine? You want to tell me that you can go back in time?"

There was only impatience and disdain on her face. Song Wenjing looked at the heavy feeling in her chest and wanted to say something, but Shi Sheng had lost her patience.

"In a word, I'm here, will Lin Wangyue let me take him away?" She looked at Song Wenjing coldly.

Song Wenjing suppressed her anger and asked, "I won't let you take her away, what can you do?"

Shi Sheng turned around and walked away, taking out his mobile phone as he walked, "Hey, hello, is this the police station? I want to report a crime..."

Song Wenjing strode up to her and snatched her phone away. She cut off the call and the veins on her forehead jumped. "Shi Sheng, is it necessary for me to do this?"

Shi Sheng raised his eyebrows and said nothing, his attitude was obvious: What do you think?

Song Wenjing held a breath in his chest. He felt that if he chatted with Shi Sheng for a few words, he would have to call 120 for treatment of myocardial infarction, so he simply looked out of sight and pointed to the living room, "He's in there."

Shi Sheng pushed the door open and walked in. Two bodyguards stood at the door. Lin Wangyue, who had become a hostage, was lying on the sofa like an old man. The coffee table next to him was filled with various snacks and fruits. Judging from the degree of unpacking, he was quite comfortable. .

"Sister, you're finally here!" As soon as Lin Wangyue saw her, her expression turned into complaint, and she turned over and complained to her, "If you don't come, I will be tortured to death by Song Wenjing."

"Really? Then he is quite good at torturing people." Shi Shengpi glanced at the coffee table with a smile.

Lin Wangyue felt a little guilty, "These were sent secretly by his secretary who couldn't stand it."

In fact, she was making trouble on her own. Song Wenjing couldn't stand the satisfying Lin Wangyue and refused to admit it.

Shi Sheng resisted the thought of preaching and said, "Okay, come back with me."

When he left, Song Wenjing did not stop him, but his face was as bad as a dye vat. Lin Wangyue passed by him without fear of death, shaking her head and saying "tsk, tsk" twice.

Song Wenjing: The word "forbearance" has a knife on its head!

"Sister, don't tell me, he is really handsome." After going downstairs, Lin Wangyue started to gossip, "They say that the more handsome a man is, the more he becomes a scumbag. It seems to be true. Why don't you have such a good skin?" ”

Shi Sheng opened the car door and got in. Hearing his rude words, he said angrily, "You can't even do anything, and I have to come in person. If you are still in the mood to joke, are you too busy lately?" Are you free?"

Lin Wangyue immediately shut up.

Shi Sheng asked the driver to take him back.

When the news of what happened in the company reached Wen Yizhen's ears, she was filming on the set, and she almost lost control of her gentle persona. Fortunately, her agent reminded her and she was able to endure it.

That day, Shi Sheng suddenly appeared at the bar and Song Wenjing left with her, which has spread in the circle in the past few days.

Everyone is wondering how long she and Mr. Song can last!

This kind of nonchalant look at the good show made her feel like a light on her back.

"I can't wait any longer." After filming, when Wen Yizhen was the only one left in the dressing room, she looked at the mirror with fierce eyes, as if she was trying to cut Shi Sheng out through the glass.

She wanted to make Shi Sheng unhappy.

The next day, Shi Sheng came to the company to finish processing the documents and planned to go to the shooting site. As soon as she walked into the shooting room, she paused when she saw a familiar face and took a few steps back. She was sure that the familiar Yu Sheng was at the door. After he saw the sign and walked into the right door, his face darkened.

"Who allowed her to come in?" Shi Sheng pointed at Wen Yizhen.

The busy people stopped their movements one after another, looking confused.

When the protagonist Wen Yizhen saw her coming, she stood up from her stool with a smile and greeted her, "The hour is finally here."

After shouting, she tilted her head slightly and expressed doubt, "Why are you so surprised by my appearance when you are young? Haven't you read the contract yet? I am now the spokesperson of your Yusheng Jewelry."

If Shi Sheng didn't want to see her just now, this sentence was like a trigger that made her whole body explode. She gritted her back molars and said, "Who agreed?"

"Of course it's Brother Wen Jing. Didn't he tell Mr. Shi? I thought he communicated with Mr. Shi immediately." Wen Yizhen's tone was soft and cadenced, and she sounded like she was showing off her power. .

Shi Sheng felt that the anger was rushing straight to her forehead, and she almost roared in a low voice, "Where is the security guard? Get her out of here. She is not allowed to come in without my permission. The spokesperson can be a cat or a dog on the roadside, but it will never be she!"