The Silly President of the Movie Queen's House

Mu Qing and Feng Xi didn't notice that they were secretly photographed. After having a meal together, Mu Qing sent Feng Xi back very gentlemanly.

"I have no plans for the next four days." When it was time to leave, Mu Qing began to make appointments, "Do you have plans?"

Feng Xi blinked, is Mu Qing inviting herself?

"I just finished filming, so there shouldn't be any activities." Feng Xi said reservedly.

"Okay, I need to go to a charity auction on Friday, is it convenient for you?" Mu Qing thought for a while and added, "It's a government-enterprise cooperation, and all the mainstream media present will not write anything."

Feng Xi chuckled, "You've already said that, how can I say no?"

Mu Qing thought about it seriously, "If it's really inconvenient for you, it's okay not to go, but I can't accompany you on Friday night."

What a fool, Feng Xi couldn't help pinching Mu Qing's face, "Do you think I'll go?"

"You will accompany me." Mu Qing's voice was a little vague, "On the premise that you are free."

"Well, I plan to rest at home for a day tomorrow." Feng Xi let go of his hand, rubbed Mu Qing's face, "Tidy up the things you bought for me."

"Then I'll come to you the day after tomorrow?" Mu Qing asked tentatively.Obviously, most of the hidden meanings in Feng Xi's words were beyond her comprehension.

"Stupid!" Feng Xi glared at Mu Qing, once again realizing that Mu Qing's brain circuit was different from his own, "You bought so many things for me, why don't you come and clean them up with me?"

It wasn't until Feng Xi opened up his words that Mu Qing suddenly realized, "Okay, I'll come over tomorrow morning, can I come at nine o'clock?"

Feng Xi tapped her chin with her finger, "It's hard to rest, I want to sleep a little longer."

"It's simple, just go to bed early tonight." Mu Qing said, "Go to bed at ten o'clock tonight, and wake up at eight o'clock tomorrow. Ten hours of sleep is enough."

"..." Feng Xi sighed, "It's already [-]:[-], and I have to take a shower when I go back."

"I'll come over at noon tomorrow?" Mu Qing asked tentatively.

"Okay, remember not to come for lunch." Feng Xi said.

"You want to invite me to lunch?" Mu Qing directly expressed his thoughts.

"..." Feng Xi responded, "Yes..."

Originally, she wanted to hint that Mu Qing would come later so that she could prepare lunch in advance, as a surprise for her, but now it seems that there is no need for it.

"Okay, I'll be there on time." Mu Qing didn't know that she missed a surprise, and drove away happily after meeting someone.

After watching Mu Qing's car disappear from sight, Feng Xi smiled and shook his head, then turned and walked towards his house.

Really, I'm still not used to Mu Qing's character.

On the other hand, the paparazzi returned to the magazine with the photos they took very excitedly.

"Editor-in-chief, editor-in-chief, I got it, I got it with Feng Xi, she got into a luxury car!" the paparazzi said excitedly, and handed the developed photo to the editor-in-chief, "Editor-in-chief, I even thought of a name, when she is popular The movie queen made an appointment with the patron late at night, and the car door was hot and lingering for 3 minutes."

"Tell me again, who did you take?" The editor-in-chief looked at the photo with blurred facial features, "Look at your photo, I told you not to shake your hands when taking a photo! It was just a side face, and you still took a picture shaking."

"It can't be my fault, I was too excited at the time." The paparazzi felt aggrieved.

"Who is this person beside Feng Xi?" the editor-in-chief asked.

"I don't know, I just saw that she and Feng Xi are very intimate." The paparazzi said honestly.The airport was already crowded with people, and it was already very difficult for him to recognize Feng Xi.

"The person next to me is a woman." The editor narrowed his eyes and looked at the photo carefully, "Once this kind of thing is sent out, it is enough for Feng Xi to clarify that the two of them are friends, maybe we will have to face a lawsuit Woolen cloth."

"But..." The paparazzi was a little reconciled, "Although there is no evidence, our business doesn't talk about evidence, just talk according to pictures..."

The host rubbed his chin, "Put that girl off to me, just say that Feng Xi got into a luxury car late at night, and just post it like the previous female star meeting the gold master. Remember the wording, be sure to use suspicious words." , We delete Weibo when we gain a wave of popularity."

"What's so hot about this, editor-in-chief, why don't we just stir up Feng Xi's same-sex scandal." The paparazzi said, "I saw that woman shaking hands with Feng Xi, and it seemed like she even kissed her."

"Stupid, it's easier to clarify such a scandal. It's better to say that it's the money owner." The editor-in-chief recognized the brand of Mu Qing's car, and changed his mind in an instant, "Forget it, you go and follow Feng Xi. Let’s talk about more material.”

This car is not cheap, if the other party is really in a relationship with Mu Qing, the magazine that exposed the relationship will not be able to please.In other words, even if that person is just Feng Xi's friend, but for the rich and powerful, he can crush their magazine to death with one finger.

"Then these photos?" The paparazzi asked, scratching his head.

"Put them all here first, and I'll deal with them when there are more photos." The editor-in-chief directly withheld the paparazzi's photos, "Do you still have a backup?"

"No, it's all in this camera." The paparazzi lowered his head, hiding the expression in his eyes.

"Then I'll put this camera here." Instead of rubbing off on the popularity, it's better to accumulate a lot of money, and directly get your marketing account and magazines together, and find out who this woman is by the way, so as not to offend People who shouldn't be messed with.

The paparazzi let out an oh, a little unmotivated.The editor-in-chief gave him a few verbal words of encouragement, and then sent him away.

After leaving the editor's office, the paparazzi began to curse.I still want to do this with him. The last time I took a picture of him, I sent away the wine glass with a few words, and finally it became something that the editor-in-chief got himself.

It's really just throwing it away after using it, verbal encouragement, I am!

The paparazzi had a deep resentment towards the editor-in-chief. After thinking that he had lost the opportunity to publish the news, he turned his ideas on other stars.

No matter what the paparazzi is, they are also reporters in the entertainment industry, and they still have a reporter certificate.After spending a lot of effort, the paparazzi got the contact information of Feng Xi's opponent and He Yanhui's mobile phone number.

Anonymous paparazzi: He Yinghou, I have something you like here, are you interested in chatting?

Anonymous paparazzi: He Yinghou, the affair about Feng Xi's scandal here must be big news, and the price is [-] yuan, so I will send you the picture.

When He Yanhui received this text message, she just finished filming a scene. After seeing the above content, she laughed and directly deleted and blacked out one dragon.

What kind of bullshit is it, the miscellaneous little fish want to get on him, and he really looks so easy to deceive?

Fuck you, I'm not a fat sheep, sister.Feng Xi knew about his love affair a long time ago, didn't he just hook up with the president of the Mu family?She will understand when Feng Xi is rejected.

For people of Mu Qing's class, celebrities like them are just gadgets, and they can't talk about feelings.

After sending five or six text messages to He Yanhui, the paparazzi didn't get any reply. In the end, he even attached Feng Xi's photo, but he still didn't get a response from He Yanhui.

Such a result made him a little annoyed, what's going on, didn't everyone say that He Yanhui and Feng Xi were enemies?How come you have no interest in Feng Xi's black material?

In the end, the paparazzi chose to sell the photos behind the magazine's back to another magazine that was not doing well, and got a measly 1 yuan.

Of course, this is already the next day.

Mu Qing got up according to her own biological clock, stood in front of the closet and chose a set of more casual clothes, and then began to get up and down.

It was rare to find out the perfume, and sprayed it on himself. After making sure that he was clean and fragrant, he chose a sports car and drove out.

At exactly eleven o'clock, Mu Qing opened the car door and got out, went to the gate and rang the doorbell.

Feng Xi, who had just finished the last second dish, gave a meal in his hand, quickly put the pot of dishes on the plate, and put it on the table.

"Here we come." Feng Xi was still wearing an apron, and there was a trace of fireworks on her body.

"Well, are you cooking?" Mu Qing said and handed over the roses in his hand, "Flowers match beauties, here they are for you."

After seeing Mu Qing's hair-delicate attire, Feng Xi had a rare feeling of shame.Compared to Mu Qing, she just got up from the bed, washed up and started cooking, without any makeup on her face!

"Thank you." Feng Xi took the flowers and put them aside, "Wait for me, I'm short of the last soup, and lunch will be ready soon."

"Okay." Mu Qing took off her shoes, hesitated for a second among the pink and blue slippers, and finally put on the blue ones.

Mu Qing obediently sat on the dining table, looked at the dishes on the table, and sniffed.

The fragrance is acceptable, but the appearance looks average, but I don't know how it tastes.

Five minutes later, Feng Xi came out with spinach and egg soup, "Phew, well, you can taste it."

Mu Qing picked up the chopsticks, and started with Xiaochaorou.

Feng Xi sat across from Mu Qing, staring at her nervously, "How is it?"

"Not bad, the saltiness is just right, very fragrant, and there is gravy in the meat." Mu Qing commented pertinently.

"That's good. I just bought these dishes this morning." Feng Xi said, and put a few pieces of fried pork into Mu Qing's bowl, "Eat more."

"You went out in the morning?" Mu Qing picked up the fried pork and put it in his mouth, "Didn't you say you want to sleep a little longer?"

"..." Feng Xi paused, Mu Qing, if he really can't speak, sometimes it's better to keep silent, "I asked Xiaoxin to buy it for me."

"So that's it." Mu Qing didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said, and politely put a few green vegetables into Feng Xi's bowl, "Eating more vegetables is good for your health."

"You too." Feng Xi smiled and picked up a large chopstick of vegetables into Mu Qing's bowl.

Perhaps there is a reason why Mu Qing didn't talk when eating.

Mu Qing didn't know what she did wrong, she was still thinking about what Feng Xi said to be certain, that she talked too little when eating.

In order to change this, Mu Qing worked hard to find topics to talk about during the meal, making the smile on Feng Xi's face even more forced.

The author has something to say: rub hands

Mu Qing: I am working hard to correct it!

Feng Xi: Actually, it's a good habit to eat without talking.