You, don't flirt!

"Mr. Zhou, I don't understand what you mean."

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of an apartment building with more than ten floors, the well-dressed woman looked solemn, and the tight corners of her lips showed her unhappiness.

"I'm Mr. Du Wenjin's agent, and my communication and meetings with him are based on the premise of work—so excuse me, the person who asked me to keep a distance from Mr. Du Wenjin meant that he wanted to change the entrusted agent? ?”

"That's not the case. Ms. Selina misunderstood. What the boss means is that she hopes that Ms. Selina will pay attention to the issue of proportion when getting along with Mr. Du Wenjin, so as not to cause misunderstandings by others."

Selina laughed back angrily.

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"

She turned around suddenly and walked out of the bedroom swiftly.

"How could someone misunderstand the relationship between a star and his agent because they have been together for a long time? — This is my job, and it is also part of Mr. Du Wenjin's job!"

"..."

Zhou Yuan on the other side of the phone was silent for a few seconds.

... "How could someone misunderstand"? ?

Zhou Yuan thought blankly.

... Then you really don't know how low Mr. Fang's jealousy is.

Seeing that Zhou Yuan didn't respond, Selina opened the door and walked out.

"With all due respect, Mr. Zhou, your boss is already overprotective of Mr. Du Wenjin."

"Miss Selina."

Zhou Yuan intercepted the rest of Selina's voice before she continued to speak, "I ask you not to forget the original intention of the boss's entrustment, and also hope that Miss Selina will not cross the line - the bond between them is far from Miss Selina, you can interrupt of."

"..."

Selina's face was slightly cold, and her eyes flickered with emotion.

After a while, she responded lightly.

"Okay, I've made a note of it. Thank you Mr. Zhou for reminding me. If there is nothing else, I still have my own work to deal with. Let's talk about it next time."

The phone hangs up.

Selina stood there thinking for a moment, but without finding a clue, she could only walk down the stairs of the complex.

The Filipino maid who tidied up the living room in the villa turned her head when she heard the sound——

"Miss, do these newspapers need to be cleaned up?"

Selina glanced at it and nodded without hesitation.

"Well, directly—"

Her voice stopped abruptly, and her eyes stopped on the headline photo in the top newspaper.

"—!"

It seemed that some idea suddenly hit Selina's mind, her face changed, and she came back to her senses and walked quickly to the Filipino maid, and at the same time reached for the top newspaper.

Her gaze was fixed on the dimly lit photo of the three of them.

A few seconds later, Selina's pupils shrank suddenly.

The Filipino maid on the side was frightened by Selina's rushing posture and the expression on her face at this time, so she couldn't help asking cautiously: "Miss, is there any problem?"

"..."

Only then did Selina barely regain consciousness.

She looked down at the sharp-looking man in a suit and leather shoes among the three of them in the photo, and shook her head complicatedly after a while.

"It's nothing... you can deal with these."

"Okay, miss."

The Filipino maid turned and walked out of the living room.

Selina lowered her hand weakly.

The newspaper was wrinkled in her slender white fingers, but her eyes were empty, as if she didn't check it at all.

There was only one thought in her heart that made her shudder——

...If the man who appeared at Du Wenjin's house that night, and the "boyfriend" Fang Miaomiao called, was the current CEO of Huanye Group, Fang Zhihuai...then he is not the one who is always behind the scenes. What is the probability of "boss"?

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"Heartstab" crew filming the set.

Fang Zhihuai's sudden arrival surprised the entire "Heartstab" crew.

Among the people on the set, there was probably no one who didn't know the identity of Fang Zhihuai from the Huanye Group, but there were indeed few who had met Fang Zhihuai.

Even Kang Chengyu walked out of the lounge after hearing the news.

If anyone in the crew heard the news and sat on the Diaoyutai without moving, Du Wenjin was the only one left.

Moreover, not only was he extremely calm after hearing the news, but he also entered the dressing room in a steady manner when most of the staff who had nothing important to do went to watch the excitement.

After Du Wenjin changed into the clothes she needed for the first scene to familiarize herself with the scene, she sat in front of the makeup mirror and nodded to the stylist beside her.

"No, Brother Wen, you really don't want to go and see?"

The little assistant scratched his head anxiously.

The young man in the mirror lifted the corner of his lips with a half-smile.

"Look at what?"

"Fang Zhi——" the little assistant just said two words and felt that it was inappropriate to call him by his first name. He quickly swallowed the rest of the word, and then changed his words, "Mr. Ah——that's a great figure in the circle, isn't it inappropriate for you not to say hello?"

"Why should I say hello?"

Du Wenjin looked calm, "He came to visit Li Xiaoqi's class, not mine."

"That's what I said..."

The little assistant was trembling, and for some reason, the moment Brother Wen opened his mouth, he instinctively felt a chilly breath mixed with ice slag rushing towards his face, choking him so much that he couldn't keep up with it.

"However, if you don't show up, then let Boss Fang find out, I'm afraid I won't have a good impression of you... right?"

Du Wenjin smiled when she heard the words, the amber eyes were beautifully seductively set off by the tear mole at the corner of her eye.

"He doesn't have a good impression of me?... So what? He's not my boss, and I don't get paid from him—he has a good impression of me, can he feed me?"

"..."

The little assistant was speechless, squatting there aggrieved and looking at Du Wenjin.

Du Wenjin caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye and chuckled.

"Look at your worthless appearance - if you really want to see it, go there first. If someone asks, just say I'm wearing makeup and it's inconvenient to show up."

"……Oh."

The little assistant stood up lazily, and turned around every step of the way to the door, "Are you really not going?"

Du Wenjin sighed.

"I think your brain was eaten by a dog."

The little assistant who was scolded suddenly widened her eyes innocently.

Before he could ask, Du Wenjin gave him the answer——

"Did you forget the news that was reported by ANT not long ago? Now, in the eyes of others, Fang Zongke and I are still rivals in love—you let me go to join in the fun?"

"..."

Following Du Wenjin's voice, the little assistant's eyes slowly widened.After Du Wenjin finished speaking, he seemed to wake up suddenly, his face flushed red: "I'm sorry Brother Wen, I really forgot."

"It's okay." Du Wenjin waved his hand, "Go over."

"Ah."

The little assistant was too embarrassed to stay in the room any longer, and turned around and walked out the door of the dressing room.

The makeup artist who put on Du Wenjin's makeup inside the door watched the whole process and couldn't help laughing.

"Mr. Wen is really good-tempered, and this assistant with a memory can bear it until now."

When Du Wenjin heard this, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

After a while, he lowered his eyes and said with a smile: "The clever one didn't follow. But... it's a good thing that there is a rare person around who is not very smart."

The makeup artist was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and nodded when he came back to his senses a moment later.

"Mr. Wen is right."

Here, the two of them were putting on makeup and the other was sitting quietly. The dressing room had just been quiet for a few minutes when Du Wenjin's phone on the dressing table suddenly turned on the screen.

"Sorry, wait a minute."

Du Wenjin made a signal, and when the makeup artist removed the complementary eyebrow pencil, he leaned forward and took the phone.

It was a text message just sent by the assistant.

Du Wenjin clicked on the interface.

"Brother Wen, Brother Fang, just said that he is going to visit the dressing room, do you want to avoid it!"

Facing the short message with no other punctuation except the last exclamation mark, Du Wenjin just understood the meaning of the little assistant when she heard the conversation outside the door from far to near——

"arrive?"

"Yes, Mr. Fang, this is the dressing room of the crew."

Li Xiaoqi's soft voice sounded outside the door.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a light knock on the door, followed by a question from an outsider.

"Senior Wen, is it convenient to go in now?"

The corners of Du Wenjin's lips curled up, and his eyes were slightly cold.

"I'm putting on makeup, so it's not convenient."

This unceremonious answer stunned everyone inside and outside the door.

The make-up artist inside the door shook his hands slightly, and couldn't hide his surprise from looking at Du Wenjin; outside the door, the crew also looked at Fang Zhihuai carefully.

Everyone invariably recalled ANT's headline newspaper with a photo of the three of them.

Outside the door, Kang Chengyi also glanced in the direction of the door in surprise, before turning to Fang Zhihuai.

He was about to open his mouth to explain a few words for Du Wenjin, when he found that Fang Zhihuai, who was unceremoniously turned away, didn't show any anger on his face.

If I had to find an adjective, it seems... a little closer to helplessness and connivance?

Kang Chengyu was startled by his weird thoughts.

"Mr. Fang, look, let's go somewhere else..."

Kang Chengyu asked tentatively.

To everyone's surprise, Fang Zhihuai shook his head and rejected the proposal without hesitation.

"It's okay. I can wait... for Wen Jin to finish."

This seems to be a bit rude to call the full name directly, which makes the staff of the crew shrink back.

Only Li Xiaoqi and Kang Chengyu, who were the closest, could hear a distinct intimacy in their tone.

The sound insulation effect of the dressing room was not very good. As soon as Fang Zhihuai's voice fell outside, Du Wenjin and Du Wenjin inside heard it clearly.

The makeup artist looked at Du Wenjin hesitantly.

"Boss Fang didn't say all that," Du Wenjin curled up the corners of her lips in a good mood, the tails of her peach-blossom eyes were slightly raised, and she smiled lazily. "Listen to him, let's continue."

"Ah."

The makeup artist nodded, bit the bullet and continued to put on makeup, but the speed of doing it was much faster intentionally or unintentionally.

A few minutes later, the door of the dressing room was opened.

A young man in a neat military uniform came out, his narrow waist was clearly curved by the military uniform belt, and the buttons were fastened to the top.

And on that face with clear and delicate features, just when he opened the door with a smile, there was a murderous aura as cold as ice and snow.

"..."

In front of everyone outside the door, Fang Zhihuai's eyes suddenly darkened.

It's like splashing two pools of thick ink.