queen loves me

Le Yang closed the door obediently, stood there and looked around the box.

In the dim light, President Mu was sitting on the sofa in the middle, holding a goblet in his hand, which contained wine-red liquid.A dark red dress, perfectly cut.Sitting next to him was a cute girl who was about to sit on President Mu.

Opposite President Mu sat a bald, fat middle-aged man with a big belly, his shirt was almost torn.

On a separate sofa on the far right, sat a man in a light gray suit, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, with a serious face.

"What are you staring at, sit next to me." Seeing the child still standing at the door, Mu Shang said impatiently.

"Oh." Le Yang nodded, and sat down on the sofa beside her according to Mu Shang's instructions.

The middle-aged man looked at Le Yang with lustful eyes, and his naked eyes seemed to swallow Le Yang alive, "President Mu, who is this little beauty? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"Let me introduce, this is Le Yang, our company's new artist, the third female number of "Double Sides"."

"Hey! Director Zhang's "Two Sides"! That's terrible, have you filmed any big dramas before?"

"That's not true, this is his first novel."

"It's terrible, it's terrible!" The middle-aged man stood up, swayed his chubby body, sat down next to Le Yang, and said to Le Yang, "little sister, amazing! Come on, have a drink !"

Le Yang saw that this person was obviously drunk, but he couldn't shirk it. He didn't know what kind of character the other party was. To be able to drink and chat with President Mu, he must be a heavyweight in the entertainment industry.

The middle-aged man poured two glasses of wine, handed one to Le Yang, and took the opportunity to touch Le Yang's smooth little hand while Le Yang took the cup.

Le Yang retracted reflexively, but the wine glass fell to the ground, and the red wine spilled all over the opponent.

"Damn! What happened!" The middle-aged man stood up and yelled at Le Yang.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Le Yang lowered his head and kept apologizing.

The corner of Mu Shang's mouth curled into a slight smile, and he watched the scene indifferently, his heart calm.

The middle-aged man wanted to put his arms around Le Yang, "Then have another drink with me, and I don't blame you."

"What are you doing!" Le Yang reflexively pushed the middle-aged man away.

"Ouch!" Because he was already drunk, the middle-aged man was pushed by Le Yang in this way, and fell directly to the ground, his buttocks came into intimate contact with the marble, the pain caused the man to scream.

Le Yang didn't speak any more, but he already understood in his heart what the meaning of this game was, and he was the fish on someone else's knife right now.

"I said President Mu, is this the person you taught?" The middle-aged man sat on the ground and didn't intend to get up.

"Oh? The person I taught? I didn't say that this is the person I taught." Mu Shang looked at the middle-aged man on the ground without cutting, and was fed a cherry into his mouth by the cute girl beside him. "Mr. Zhao, you must have drunk too much."

"This little girl has the same bad temper as Ye Qingqian!" Mr. Zhao said angrily, spit a mouthful of Xingzi.

"Try saying it again." Mu Shang looked at Mr. Zhao coldly.

"Damn! It's okay to say bad things, you are so spoiled." Mr. Zhao turned his head to look at the man with glasses who had been silent all the time, "Xiao Song, I can't get up, give me a hand."

"Get up by yourself." The man with glasses said lightly, not wanting to talk to the drunkard.

"Le Yang, help Mr. Zhao." Mu Shang looked at Le Yang who was standing upright, and said.

"..." Le Yang didn't speak, but still stood upright, looking into the distance, with a determined expression, motionless.

"Little beauty, hurry up and give me a hand." Mr. Zhao stretched out a hand to Le Yang, staring lewdly at this beautiful back that made his whole body arouse.

"President Mu, I have something else to do, so I have to leave first." Le Yang struggled psychologically for a few minutes. He didn't know how to deal with this situation, but he was definitely not a person who could sell himself out for fame and fortune.

Mu Shang chuckled a few times, looking at Le Yang as if looking at a plaything, his little expression was rather stubborn, it was really interesting.

"I said you can go." Mu Shang's smiling face suddenly turned cold, he picked up a glass of red wine on the table, walked up to Le Yang, and raised his slender and fair arms at Le Yang .

Before Le Yang could react, a glass full of red wine was splashed on his face unsuspectingly.

Close your eyes gently, let the drops of red wine slide down your cheeks.

This move of Mu Shang made the air instantly silent.

"Mr. Zhao, this can be regarded as compensation for you." Mu Shang looked at Mr. Zhao on the ground and said nonchalantly, "I made you laugh, the newcomer's temper has not yet smoothed out."

"Where, where." Mr. Zhao quickly stood up, picked up the tissue on the table and handed it to Le Yang, "Little beauty, wipe your face quickly."

Le Yang slowly opened his eyes, took the paper towel handed over by Mr. Zhao, and quietly wiped away his tears while wiping his face.

"You can go." Mu Shang said lightly, without even looking straight at Le Yang.

Le Yang squatted on the street corner at midnight with his head buried, not knowing how he escaped just now.

I didn't know how long I cried. Suddenly, I felt that the big raindrops began to fall on my body.When I looked up, it was raining heavily in the dark night sky.

"Le Yang, is that you?" A familiar voice sounded in front of him.

Le Yang followed the sound and saw a slender woman standing in the rain holding a black umbrella, wearing a brown plaid suit and a black mask.

"I'm Jian Shu." The woman hurried up to Le Yang and took off her mask, "What's wrong with you?"

"I...it's nothing." Le Yang tried hard to force a smile.

"It's nothing? Do you think I'm blind?" Jian Shu's temper suddenly came up, "Is someone bullying you, tell me, I'll go to him to settle the score!"

"It's really nothing, let's go." Le Yang wiped away tears, "It's not good to be photographed by reporters."

"Okay, I'll take you back first."

In the car, as soon as Jian Shu started the accelerator, a call came in. Seeing that it was her manager, she put on the headset and said, "Song Size, I have something to do and I can't come. You can tell President Mu."

Listening to what Jian Shu said, Le Yang felt uneasy.

The car stopped in front of the mansion where Le Yang lived, and Le Yang thanked Jian Shu for sending him back.But no matter how Jian Shu asked herself, Le Yang said she was fine.Jian Shu is not a person who doesn't know the ways of the world. Even if she wants to stand up for this newcomer, she must be appreciated by others, so she is embarrassed to ask further.

Le Yang's feet seemed to be filled with lead and slowly approached the western-style building step by step. When he was about to reach the door, he saw a slender figure standing in front of the door, holding a transparent umbrella with his back facing him.

Long black hair with slightly curled ends.Wearing a light apricot-colored long skirt, the corners of the skirt fluttered in the wind.