You, don't flirt!

After Du Wenjin's voice fell in the room, Sun Xianglong cast a malicious look over.

"Why—is no one willing to come?"

Those disgusting eyes looked up and down Du Wenjin with a cold temperature as slippery as a snake.

After hanging up the phone, Du Wenjin, who was still staring at the phone and frowning slightly, raised her head and glanced at him.

"Are you so eager to court death?"

"—"

Sun Xianglong took a sharp breath, and his face turned red again when he had just returned to normal, "Okay!——Let me see how long you can keep your mouth shut!"

Before Sun Xianglong finished speaking, there was a sound of messy footsteps in the corridor, and it sounded like a lot of people came over.

"..."

Sun Xianglong's face tightened, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything, and his small eyes immediately stared at the door.

After a while, several people appeared at the door.

It's all the crew of "Drunk River Mountain", and the leader is the director Zhao Shengqin.

Sun Xianglong suddenly let go of the half-suffocated breath, and when he came back to his senses, he laughed ferociously——

"This is the rescuer you brought in?!"

Du Wenjin didn't respond yet, but Zhao Shengqin and the others changed their expressions slightly.

Looking at Sun Xianglong's appearance, it was obvious that Du Wenjin had offended him a lot.

"Wen Jin—"

Zhao Shengqin walked in and gave Du Wenjin a wink, "How did you offend Mr. Sun? Don't you dare to apologize?"

"Apologize?!"

Sun Xianglong's voice suddenly raised, his eyeballs seemed to be popping out of their sockets——

"I can't fucking kill him! Still apologizing? - It's useless for him to kneel down and lick my shoes today!"

"..."

Zhao Shengqin's face darkened, and Kang Yunyun, who called everyone to come, turned pale.

Du Wenjin laughed.

Like the evening wind blowing away the clouds hanging on the tip of the moon, the slender eyelashes lifted, revealing the brilliance in the amber eyes.

"You're going to kill me?"

"Let me tell you—" Sun Xianglong pointed at Du Wenjin, and nodded, his eyes were red, "Today, even the king of heaven and I can't save you! I won't—"

"...Who are you going to touch?"

Between Sun Xianglong's words, a deep and indifferent voice suddenly came in.

Everyone in the room looked together, but Du Wenjin snorted lazily without raising his eyes.

Three seconds later, no one in the room who was still watching the show could sit still——

"Boss Fang?!"

Sun Xianglong was short and fat, and was blocked behind the crowd. Hearing the voice, he blushed with anger and had a thick neck——

"Which party dares to meddle in Hua Nian Entertainment's affairs?!"

Someone in the room took a breath and squeezed out four words——

"Huanye Group."

Sun Xianglong said in a thick voice, "Huanye Ji——"

Just in the middle of the speech, he was like a cock that had been strangled, and his eyes were about to fall out of their frames, and he stood there stupidly.

The others were better than him, but not much better.

——These people in the room are all in the entertainment circle, but even if they don't recognize the actor and actress in the circle, there are some people who have been turned into ashes and they have to be burned in their minds.

Fang Zhihuai was probably the frontmost part of it.

With this man's worth, they could see each other once—and still in such a private place—it felt unreal like a dream.

They thought it was unreal, but Du Wenjin was very real.

When he first heard the man's voice, he didn't move. Now that the room is quiet, he is not in a hurry.

It's a pity that someone is in a hurry.

Fang Zhihuai passed Zhao Shengqin and the others directly, entered the room, and fell on Du Wenjin at the first sight.

Seeing Du Wenjin standing there unscathed, with a cold smile still in his eyes looking over, Fang Zhihuai felt relieved, but frowned slightly the next second.

"Jin'er."

There was a bit of disapproval in this voice, but it was more of helplessness and connivance that could be felt without careful understanding.

And this intimate tone also managed to make the expressions of the people who just came back to their senses stagnate again.

"..."

Du Wenjin cast a cold glance at Fang Zhihuai.

——He is familiar with this person's bad nature, like some kind of beast living in the primeval forest, apart from being fierce, his favorite thing is protecting food and planning territory.

And since a long time ago, he has been extremely tired of the other party's behavior of deliberately labeling himself in front of outsiders.

To him, it was no different from saying "this bone is surnamed Fang".

It's just that the difference between the past and the present is that in the past he would reason with him and ask for private space, but now...

As if Du Wenjin hadn't heard the phrase "Jin'er", she turned her head and glanced at the dull Sun Xianglong.

The slender index finger touched Fang Zhihuai's body——

"This is my debtor. You still listen to me in a short time. Aren't you going to kill me?"

He curled his lips into a smile, tears glistened slightly at the corners of his eyes.

"Talk to him."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the room.

Fang Zhihuai glanced coldly past Sun Xianglong.

The sluggish Sun Xianglong woke up abruptly, feeling as if a blade that was sharp enough to see blood in Kaifeng was dragged coldly from his consciousness.

The short and fat body trembled almost immediately, he nodded and bowed to look at the man, his smile was uglier than crying——

"Mr. Fang, I, I didn't know he was your man—if I knew, I wouldn't dare to kill him—"

Fang Zhihuai was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, his eyes were as cold as ink, and his memory flashed from the yelling of Sun Xianglong he heard before he came in.

A moment later, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, with a chilling arc.

"Talking entertainment?"

Sun Xianglong trembled again: "..."

"it is good."

After the man dropped the word, he didn't look any more, turned around and chased after Du Wenjin in the direction he left.

As soon as he reached the door, his footsteps stopped.

-

Du Wenjin was half squatting by the door, holding a handkerchief in his hand.

The woman sitting there paralyzed next to her was sobbing, her makeup was frighteningly smudged.

It seemed that he recognized his footsteps, the young man squatting there did not turn his head, his voice was soft and lazy.

"This one has just been bullied by that surnamed Sun inside, after that... No matter what, don't let the people from Hua Nian Entertainment take out their anger on her again."

Fang Zhihuai responded.

At this moment, Zhao Shengqin and others, who were inexplicably embarrassed in the room, all came out, flitting between the two standing squatting with rather complicated expressions.

Thinking about his words, Zhao Shengqin tentatively wanted to speak when Du Wenjin stood up.

Fang Zhihuai immediately stepped up and walked over.

"Jin'er, it's so late, I'll take you back."

Du Wenjin snorted when she heard the words, raised her eyelids lazily, and stared at him with two icy eyes.

"Fang Zhihuai, don't push yourself too hard."