If you want to refuse after seeing it, you will still welcome it [Entertainment]

Wen Chuyi's despicable means of making people stunned, but in the end he didn't think he was some heinous bastard.

I just invited Broker Hu to take a few photos, choose three good angles, ask Broker Hu to register a new email address, and send it to my dear sister, maybe it will be popular in one fell swoop.

Regarding Zuo Jin, not to mention that he is not a fool who thinks from the lower body, even if he is, he does not want to hurt this woman.

When Hu Zhen sent the email, Wen Chuyi stood by the bed and looked at the unconscious Zuo Jin.For her, he is in love, but, for a man, there are too many important things than a woman!

He made a mistake that all men in the world make, and he has the right to be forgiven!Just like his dad.

When Zuo Jin woke up, it was already late at night, the bright moonlight enveloped the reinforced concrete city, like a light white gauze, quiet and dreamy.

She was already in the hotel room where she was staying, and the European-style desk lamp emitted a yellowish weak light, softly illuminating the room.

There is a hand on the waist, which seems to be pressed against the lower abdomen.

Zuo Jin didn't turn over to look, there was surprise in his brows and eyes.Through the touch of one hand, one already knows who is behind him.

Breathing in and out, inhaling Ms. Wen's body fragrance, just like her, there is a warm sweetness in the coolness.

Her breathing was long and slow, she was asleep.

He turned over gently, and faced her face to face, his eyes became more and more affectionate.

Watching quietly, her eyes traced her face with a brush, from eyebrows to lips, lingering inch by inch.

The emotion of surprise gradually calmed down, and his thoughts returned to the scene of talking with Wen Chuyi, his complexion gradually condensed into frost.

Some people, no matter how long they get along, they will look as old as new.

Wanting to get close to Ms. Wen to dispel the chill, the moment I thought about it, my body stopped.He frowned and got off the bed softly, went to the bathroom to check his whole body, and after nothing was wrong, he relaxed all over.

Returning to the large double bed, I retracted into Ms. Wen's arms, breathing her breath deeply but gently, which was a reassuring smell.

"What's the matter?" Wen Mo was awakened by Zuo Jin's movement, and hugged him in his arms with sleepy eyes.

Zuo Jin said sullenly, "I'm sorry!"

"Huh?" Wen Mo stroked her back with his hand, his voice was a bit sexy and husky when he just woke up, and he was confused and cute, "What is it that makes my Ms. Zuo apologize?"

Zuo Jin shrank back into her arms again, "I promised you that you wouldn't see the messy people, but I still did!"

Wen Mo snorted with a smile: "I really should apologize for this matter. If you promise me, just turn around and forget about it." Slightly sighed, "But ah, you are no longer an artist of [WM Entertainment], it's just me Ms. Zuo, it’s just mine, you have to remember, you know?”

Zuo Jin was a little dazed when he heard that, instinctively nodded and then looked up at her, his watery black eyes were full of doubts.

Wen Mo bowed his head and pecked, and then pecked again, leaving marks everywhere from the delicate eyes, nose, to lips.

Under her shy look, she explained: "My real surname is Wen. He is Wen Chuyi. He is just a senior wage earner who works for me. I am really poor and only have money left. The bank card I gave you earlier Don't you want it, don't you feel like you're losing money now?"

"He's not short of money, did you make other deals?" Zuo Jin was not deceived by her, rubbed the tip of his nose against her delicate chin, and asked, "Is that so?"

"He's not worthy of making a deal with me." Wen Mo couldn't bear Zuo Jin's wild thoughts, and replied half-truthfully: "Yes, with Boss Wen..." He paused at this point, and reluctantly changed his words: "Yes Reconcile with my...dad...dad. With daddy here, there is no place for him to jump around. I have to obediently tuck my tail and be a man. Hitting a snake and hitting seven inches, and treating a person requires strangling the throat of interest. Don't you You don’t need to worry about anything, it’s all about me.”

Hearing Ms. Wen's twisted words, Zuo Jin felt very uncomfortable: "I'm sorry, it's all because of me that Ms. Wen..."

"Hush!" Wen Mo, who knew what this person was going to say, put his index finger on her lips, and his soft and cold voice was blowing like a warm spring wind: "Don't think too much, we are father and daughter, broken bones are connected Muscles, no matter how big the enmity is, it's time to break up! This happened to be the right time, it was the steps that Ms. Zuo handed me, so I went down along it!"

Wen Mo didn't tell the truth, if the knot can be solved, why wait until now.Everyone should bear the corresponding price for what they have done, whether it is psychological or physical torture.

"Thank you!" At this moment, Zuo Jin didn't know what else to say besides thank you, and whispered close to her: "Thank you for coming into my life."

"Thank you verbally without sincerity, shouldn't you express it with practical actions, huh?" Wen Mo's brows brightened, teasing her with raised brows.

"How do you want to express it? Me, me... I can do it all—" Zuo Jin lowered his eyes and nodded, his jade cheeks glowed, which was especially touching.

Wen Mo laughed at her: "Hmph --- Ms. Zuo is thinking of some unsuitable picture, but she only wants you to kiss her, just kiss her once."

Knowing that Zuo Jin was being teased, he cast a glance at her, and his men were not idle, twisting the tender flesh around her waist, exerting a little strength.

The thin and soft skin was twisted, it really hurt, but the mouth was still weak: "Ms. Zuo is going to be so rough? It hurts! Can you be gentler, to avoid the pain——"

"Irreverent!" Zuo Jin let go, half ashamed and half annoyed, and pecked at him quickly. Because of his shame, the kiss on Wen Mo's lips made a louder noise in the quiet hotel room at night. "Boom" sound.

"I'm only being rude to Ms. Zuo!" Wen Mo's hand was tickling her under the quilt, and the two of them rolled into a ball, overflowing with coquettish chatter.

During the day, Wen Mo, who was coughing up blood, told the people present not to spread the news about her coughing up blood, for fear that Ms. Zuo would find out and worry.

After the explanation, let the crew doctor take it back to the medical vehicle.

Not long after, he flew back to [Haicheng] without obeying the doctor's orders.

Before leaving, I found my acquaintance Wang Tongtong in [Haicheng], and asked her to bring someone to [WM Entertainment] to guard Ms. Zuo.

Wang Tongtong's reputation is not very good in terms of feelings, but he is a loyal person.As for Zuo Jin's suitor, Wen Mo would naturally ask someone to investigate secretly and check it carefully.

Wang Tongtong said he was loyal, and he kept it, but he also took the opportunity to double the money he was cheated in Hexi.

When Wen Mo got off the plane, it was dusk and the sun was shining.

Entering [WM Entertainment] for the first time, facing the gossiping and curious eyes of the staff, kicked Wen Chuyi's office door open with uncontrollable anger, and picked up the still unconscious person from the cubicle.

The unconscious Zuo Jin lay on her body, wearing a long hooded thin coat and a mask to cover his face. The whole person was tightly protected and entered the car in the underground parking lot.

Wang Tongtong, who was driving all the way, was rarely quiet, and didn't grin because he cheated Wen Mo of money.

She now knows that these two people are 100% hanging out together, otherwise, whose mother would be so anxious, whose mother would rush back with a pale face.

The sound of kicking the door just now made her run out of the cubicle in shock, her expression was as cold as ice lumps, her eyes staring at Wen Chuyi were like two knives, as if they were going to slash people into pieces .

But then again, this Wen Mo can bear it, if it's on me, I'll break the fucking law or not, I'll hire a bunch of people to destroy him.

Back at the hotel, Wen Mo gently put the person on the bed, and told the assistant Yueyue a few words before turning around and leaving the guest room.

Wang Tongtong, who came up on his heels, swung his arms and shouted: "You just put your left eye here, what are you going to do? Fight? I can be a helper! By the way, record a video clip, and I'm sure it will be popular."

Wen Mo turned to look at her, "Miss Wang, please give me a ride."

Seeing that she didn't intend to play around, Wang Tongtong looked straight, "Where are you going?"

Wen Mo's expression was light and faint, and two words floated out of his thin lips: "Hospital."

"Tsk!" Wang Tongtong tossed the car key in his hand, "Look at your pale and pitiful complexion, let's go with Miss Ben."

Driving all the way, it didn't take long to park in the open-air parking lot outside the hospital.

Wen Mo declined her to follow, pursed his lips slightly, and entered the hospital alone.She didn't take the elevator, but stepped on the stairs step by step, spending a little more time to get to Papa Wen's ward.

When he went in, the nurse was tucking up Papa Wen's quilt. Seeing that the two had something to say, they went out with a basin of water to avoid it.

"Mo Mo——" Father Wen's voice trembled a little. If it wasn't for the noise coming from outside the window, he really thought it was a dream.

Wen Mo said nothing, his eyes swept across lightly.

Compared with the last meeting, the blood-related person in front of him seemed to be older, and his hands trembled more frequently.

When you are young, you get married and harm your wife, and you are proud of the business; when you are old, your children are divorced, and you are plagued by illness.

This is cause and effect.

"I came today because I want Boss Wen to discipline his son well." Wen Mo folded his arms around his chest and stood far away at the end of the bed, looking as if he would turn around and leave after speaking.

Father Wen, who was in the ward, didn't know what his son was doing, nor did he know how many times his son was angry with his daughter. He asked, "Chu Yi...what did he do?"

Entering this ward, Wen Mo's tone became blunt: "Your good son Wen Chuyi tried to piss me off several times, this time it was even too much, he even fainted Zuo Jin to take pictures to annoy me, he really couldn't wait, just So you want to occupy all the property of my family?"

Father Wen was a little anxious. He coughed several times, moved his legs and feet, and gasped in pain: "Mo Mo, you trust Dad. Dad doesn't know anything about what Chu Yi did."

Wen Mo is indifferent, except for Ms. Zuo, she can be indifferent to everyone. "It's not too late to know now. Don't you think Zuo Jin's contract should be terminated unconditionally for such a villain's behavior?"

Even though Papa Wen is old, the nature of a businessman is engraved in his bones, so he hesitated.Slowly leaning against the head of the bed, drooping eyelids, weighing things up.

I just heard him say: "Momo, you know, I handed over this small company to Chu Yi to take care of it a few years ago, and now my father is also powerless!"

Wen Mo sneered silently and turned his face away. After a while, he turned his head, and the words were clear: "Today, I will make a deal with you, in exchange for Zuo Jin to terminate the contract, and let your good son be more honest in secret."

Papa Wen, who is well-groomed, has a longing for the affection between father and daughter flashing in his eyes: "Mo Mo, Papa just wants you to come back to accompany me more often when you are free." After a pause, he sighed: "Don't blame me. dad!"

He knew how determined his daughter was, now, how could he miss the opportunity to tie someone under his knees.In my daughter's heart, I have already committed a heinous and unforgivable crime, and it doesn't matter if I add another one.

Wen Mo's long eyelashes covered his eyes, and he responded: "Okay!" He let out a breath of foul air quietly, and said, "Within two hours, we need to receive the contract termination agreement."

"Don't worry, Mo Mo, Xiao Jin is also a father watching the journey, so she won't be bullied." The stubborn daughter compromised, and father Wen was filled with sorrow and joy in his heart. He was not as good as an outsider.

Now that I think about it carefully, the relationship between Xiao Jin and her daughter is probably not as simple as friends. She turned her hidden sharp eyes back and forth, and said, "It's been more than ten years, and I haven't heard Mo Mo call Dad!"

As soon as these words came out, the father and daughter looked at each other across the air, one of them always smiled kindly and expectantly, and the other kept his expression cold.

Silent confrontation can only be stopped when one person retreats.

For a long time, Wen Mo clenched his fists by his side, and two unfamiliar words floated out of his thin lips without emotion: "Dad...Dad."

"Okay, okay!" Dad Wen's face was full of love and compassion, his love was hard to express, and tears welled up in his eyes with serious signs of aging, "Mo Mo finally called Dad!"

The daughter in front of him was already a slim girl, but in his eyes, she was still a little baby who would call her daddy.

More than half a hundred years old, past scenes, knowing mistakes and regrets.

Father Wen, who was once heroic, also sighed about the past like ordinary people. Thinking of Mo Mo's mother, he couldn't help but choked up: "Mo Mo, when Dad's legs and feet recover, sit with me in front of your mother's grave and promise Dad, okay?"

For this request, Wen Mo, who almost walked away, frowned deeply and resisted, but nodded invisibly.

The two who played around in the hotel room for a while sat on the bed and hugged each other, and opened the small suitcase that was a little old.

This small leather box was sent by Father Wen's old housekeeper, and it contained fragments of Wen Mo's childhood records.

Although these photos are carefully preserved, it can be seen that they have been flipped through frequently, and there is a faint yellowing grease on them.

"Ms. Wen's newborn appearance really melts the old aunt's heart." Zuo Jin's fingertips poked at the pink and tender face in the photo.

"Of course!" Wen Mo, who was hugging her behind him, rested his chin on his shoulder, looking extremely narcissistic.Then he bit her and muttered, "You're not an old aunt!"

"Facing you who was just born, you really can't be a big sister mentality!" Zuo Jin, who was bitten, not only did not hide, but tilted his head slightly to reveal more space, allowing her to grind and grind her neck.

His gaze was glued to each photo, "This is a chubby, slightly open mouth showing baby teeth, so cute!"

"There is also this one, with the little chin raised, the capture is so spiritual!"

......

Zuo Jin held the corner of the photo and shook it, his voice soft and affectionate: "Ms. Wen, look at this picture, the little face is covered with cake and crying, it turns out that she is angry with her arms akimbo!"

Wen Mo looked at little Wen Mo whose eyes were red from crying, and snorted, "Little girls love beauty!"

"Hmm——" Zuo Jinsui picked up another one, "The little doll in a princess dress is unbelievably beautiful! I really want to hold it in my arms and rub it!"

Zuo Jin's current appearance is a kind of affection from the depths of the soul that all adult women will have when facing cute creatures.

Wen Mo was jealous of Ms. Zuo's repeated compliments, and snorted coldly in her ears, "You have never praised me like that——"

Every word and tone are filled with jealousy and unhappiness.

Zuo Jin turned his head and smiled at her: "Because of you now, I feel that Xiao Wenmo is so cute." As he spoke, he offered a kiss, and when he was about to leave, he was entangled deeply, sending out a kiss The sweet sound of water tsk.

Affectionate and sweet, comfortable in the lingering back and forth.

Wen Mo, who had eaten all the delicious food, hugged her contentedly and continued to look through photos, play short videos, and accompany Ms. Zuo to look back at her childhood scenes.

Zuo Jin looked at the woman in the short video, she was dignified and elegant, she was born with a sense of nobility, she was a gentle, intellectual and good mother, it seemed to overlap with that vague memory.

Zuo Jin: "When I saw Aunt Wen, I realized that Ms. Wen looks more like my mother."

"That's right, this is high-quality genetic inheritance!" Wen Mo looked at the mother in the short video for a moment, his lips moved silently: I'm sorry!

I shouldn't be trying to find out the truth because of a photo of cheating, because I pushed my mother to death with my own hands.Sometimes people should open their eyes and close their eyes to whitewash harmony.

The two watched for a long time, after reading it.Zuo Jin took pictures one by one with his mobile phone, kept them carefully, then closed the box, and returned them to Boss Wen tomorrow.

Among them was a pink photo album, which Zuo Jin did not return together.Because, there are pictures of her secretly taken by Xiao Wenmo.The greenness of the student days, the blue and white school uniform is loosely worn on the body.

Many of these photos are taken from afar, and some are taken secretly at close range.

When Zuo Jin looked at these secretly taken photos, Wen Mo shyly shrank back under the quilt, and hugged the quilt with his back to her, pretending to be asleep.Let Zuo Jin joke around without making a sound.

Zuo Jin, who treats people in a drowsy sleep and not too sleepy, spreads out the diary, and puts the bits and pieces of emotion in his heart into tiny characters on the fragrant white paper.

Returning from [Haicheng] to [Pingcheng], the two re-entered the filming of [Tears of the Maple Moon].

Director Chen repeatedly asked the crew to keep silent about Wen Mo's hemoptysis.The coordinator arranges the scenes there, and will try to divert the martial arts scenes as much as possible, inserting other teachers' scenes in the middle, leaving more time for Teacher Wen to slow down.

He worked eight hours a day, and when the time came, whether Wen Mo wanted to or not, Director Chen would walk around and drive people back to rest.

Filming in Minguo City today, the sun was shining brightly in the morning, but in the afternoon the wind blows and the leaves fall, dark clouds float high in the sky.

"This thief is too quick to change his face!" The field managers muttered while running, carrying their outside equipment back to the house.

"Stop talking about it, hurry up, it will be a big deal when it rains like beans in a while."

"I don't know how long it will last?"

"It would be great if it went down until dark, and I would go back to the Internet to play King of Glory earlier."

"Damn, you boy, the boss will hear this, and you won't get kicked in the ass."

"I'm just talking about it. People who get up early and sleep late every day should also take a good rest for half a day."

"Dream, if the rain never ends, Director Chen can immediately adjust the actors to change the rain scene and continue filming."

"Crow's Mouth, I curse you that tonight's date will be ruined."

"I checked the weather forecast yesterday. The beautiful host said that there will be continuous thunderstorms all over the country. I guess I can have more time to rest."

While talking, they looked at Wen Mo and Zuo Jin who were coming together, and greeted them with a smile, their ambiguous gazes poked back and forth, and they ran away with their things in their hands while secretly laughing.

Wen Mo, who was in short-sleeved trousers, looked up at the gray sky. The westerly wind suddenly blew through his body, and he shivered from the cold. He stroked his arms and muttered, "It's a bit cold!"

Zuo Jin, who heard the news, moved his brows and eyes slightly, his beautiful eyes flickering, and he made up casually: "The cold wind suddenly rises and the cold wins, and the warm bosom is slightly open and lingering. I don't know, which one will Ms. Wen choose?"

Not only Wen Mo was stunned, but the two assistants who followed also looked like they had seen a ghost, and then they looked at each other, bowing their heads as if they were invisible.

The brown eyes blinked and blinked, Wen Mo racked his brains to react slowly, and tilted his chin: "Hmph! More than a dozen yuan for cold medicine and hundreds of millions of bride price, I can still figure this out, don't try to deceive me! "

Zuo Jinbo smirked angrily: "Aren't you going to cooperate with me?"

"I obey—" Wen Mo suddenly took a step forward, nestled into the arms of the beauty like a bird, and sang with a playful smile: "My lady, can you still be soft as a wife?"

Zuo Jin's eyebrows and eyes bent into a crescent moon, and he held Ms. Wen in his arms to take the body temperature. After a while, he returned to the lounge hand in hand.