The rich man: Which little husband of mine

Xinyue: Are you in Shanghai?

Wenqing Studio: Yes, are you available tonight?

Zhan Xinyue thought about it and realized that she had nothing to do at night anyway.

Xinyue: Yes.

After making the agreement, Zhan Xinyue packed up simply and prepared to go out.

Zhang Xin looked at her holding the car keys, feeling a little curious.

"Xinyue, where are you going?"

"I'm going out to have dinner with Wenqing and the others."

"So fast?!" What Zhang Xin thought of as eating was not the same as what Zhan Xinyue meant by eating.

Zhan Xinyue smiled helplessly: "It's just a normal meal."

"Oh, got it."

Zhang Xin's tone was very ambiguous, but she knew Zhan Xinyue wouldn't be so quick.

Zhan Xinyue smiled, turned and walked out.

......

In a private room of a high-end western restaurant, a dull-looking but extremely handsome man was staring at his hands... in a daze.

After a while, the door of the box was opened, and his agent, Sister Nami, walked in with a "young lady" who looked very young but had a very delicate face.

For a moment, his heart was a little nervous, and his ears turned red unnaturally.

As soon as Zhan Xinyue entered, she saw a particularly large...dog? Well, it was Wenqing.

Wen Qingzhen is really big and stupid.

As soon as Nami came in, she quickly called Wenqing.

"Wenqing, come here quickly, this is Miss Zhan."

"Ms. Zhan, this is Wenqing, my artist."

Nami always pays attention to Zhan Xinyue's expression to judge whether she is interested in Wenqing.

It’s a pity that as the heir of the Zhan family, Zhan Xinyue’s most basic skill is to hide her true thoughts when she wants to, so no one can see her true thoughts.

Apparently, Nami saw nothing.

Wen Qing looked at Zhan Xinyue and nodded obediently: "Hello, Miss Zhan."

"Hello."

"Ms. Zhan, please take a seat. Waiter, menu."

Mina took the menu and handed it to Zhan Xinyue: "Miss Zhan, before you came, we simply ordered a few dishes. Which one do you like?"

Zhan Xinyue didn't look at the menu, but said to the waiter: "Please show us all your signature dishes."

Mina could see that this was a genuine young lady. When a young lady went out, she never ordered the food herself.

In fact, Zhan Xinyue was just too lazy to order.

The waiter left and only the three of them were left in the box.

Mina poured a cup of tea for Zhan Xinyue and said, "Miss Zhan, I'm in a hurry today, so please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

"fine."

"Ms. Zhan, what do you think of our Wenqing?"

Zhan Xinyue raised her head and glanced at him.

I didn’t expect Nami to be so direct. I just feel sorry for Wen Qing, who didn’t even know he was going to be sold out.

She didn't follow Nami's words, but looked at Wenqing in front of her and spoke lightly.

"How did you get all that dirty information?"

When Nami talked about this, she felt a neuralgia.

Wenqing also felt a little guilty.

"Well, which one did you say?"

"..."

Zhan Xinyue was silent for a moment: "Then tell me one by one."

"Ah, I... let me start with the quarrel. I'm not gay. It was Xiaohua who told me that he slept with Shaoyin and said that she was... average. I thought his words were rude, so I quarreled with him. But Shaoyin thought I was meddling, so they both quarreled with me."

Xiaohua is the male lead of the play, and Shaoyin plays the female lead.

Zhan Xinyue frowned but said nothing.

Wenqing continued to explain.

"There was also someone who said that I stole the bitter tea seeds from a male actor in the same crew. In fact, he and his girlfriend came to my room for excitement and accidentally left them here."

"The one who said I harassed the actor, in fact, he had a stomachache and peed in his pants, and I was blocking him from behind, so I kept following his butt."

"And that director, he likes to wear women's clothes..."

Wen Qing became more and more excited as he spoke, without any negative energy at all after his misfortune.

Zhan Xinyue raised her hand to stop him. Now she knew why Nami was so troubled.

She also started to have a headache.

Why does all the bad luck happen to him?

It would be fine if he was just meddling in other people's business, but what about the many innocent people who suffered?

what is this?

A congenitally unlucky holy body?

Wen Qing didn't know why his agent and Miss Zhan were both covering their heads.

He didn't say anything wrong this time, right?

Nami took a deep breath and said, "Ms. Zhan, I'll say it straight to you. We hope to appear on your No. 8. Of course, the conditions are up to you."

"Then I'll just say it straight out. No."

Zhan Xinyue directly refused, and Nami looked puzzled: "Ms. Zhan, are you skeptical about what Wenqing just said?"

"No, first of all, the people on No. 8 are my people, and I won't accept any cooperation; secondly, I believe what Wenqing said, but it's limited to me. Although I have never thought about having a good reputation, I don't like stains either."

After Zhan Xinyue said this, Wen Qing didn't look overly sad, just a little disappointed.

Nami pondered for a moment and said, "Ms. Zhan, then tell me, how can our Wenqing catch your eye?"

"Before that, I want to ask you, are you going to 'sell' him to me?"

Zhan Xinyue’s words were straightforward and Wen Qing understood them immediately.

“No, Ms. Zhan, that’s not what Sister Nami meant.”

Nami glanced at him and said, "Wenqing, go outside and rush to get the food ready."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment: "Oh."

Then he really went to urge the food to be served.

Nami looked at Zhan Xinyue very sincerely: "Although Wenqing doesn't agree now, Miss Zhan, with your conditions, do you think anyone would want to miss you?"

"Besides, if you really want to take someone down, will you fail?"

Nami kept brainwashing Zhan Xinyue.

But this trick doesn't work on Zhan Xinyue.

"Then I'll just say what I want to say. Wenqing is indeed quite good, but I don't lack people like him around me. Why should I waste my time on someone who can be replaced at any time?"

Nami didn't expect Zhan Xinyue's thinking to be so clear.

“But for someone like you, isn’t it more challenging to not have what you want?”

Zhan Xinyue smiled and shook her head: "The challenge I like is not on the way to get someone, but in bed."

Nami didn't expect her words to be so blunt, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Wen Qing came back from urging the dishes to come, and Zhan Xinyue stood up: "It's getting late, I'll go back first."

"Ah? Miss Zhan, aren't you going to eat?" Wen Qing still looked like he knew nothing.

Zhan Xinyue did like him a little, but he didn't mean that, and she couldn't force him to do anything.

What's more, he is different from Cui Zheming. Cui Zheming just hasn't expressed it yet.

Wenqing is really clean.

Nami stood up and tried to make one last struggle.

"Ms. Zhan, please stay and have dinner with Wenqing. I have something else to do at my company. Don't worry, this company has good confidentiality and there won't be any security issues."

In order to prevent Zhan Xinyue from thinking that she was taking the opportunity to create a scandal, she gave Zhan Xinyue a reassurance first.

Wen Qing also looked down at her: "Yes, otherwise the whole table would be wasted. It's quite expensive."