After the divorce, the film emperor wants to ascend the throne with all his heart

Mu Jin naturally heard the sarcasm in his mouth, and couldn't help but feel a little funny. From what standpoint did he blame himself?

"Your Excellency has the world in mind, and you have to interfere in any trivial matter. The matter just now is all my own doing. Dare I ask, what is it to do with you?"

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was also very soothing. His eyes were full of light, and he looked like a proud Persian cat.

When Jin Beizhou looked at him closely, it was the first time he noticed that his pupils were so beautiful, with a faint amber color, so that his gaze was unconsciously slightly moved. He felt that the person in front of him seemed to have been reborn, not the slightest Even though what he said was not pleasant, the feeling of disgust has actually decreased.

"No, just to advise you, no matter what, if there are too many hands, it will be worthless."

"Excuse me, it doesn't matter if it's worth money or not, as long as you feel good about it, and a person like you who has something to hide, naturally can't understand it."

Based on the memory of the original owner, Mu Jin knew early on that Jin Beizhou had never touched him, and he hadn't heard anyone say that Jin Beizhou had any special close friends. At his age, it's not impossible, what is it?

Originally, it is not a gentleman's action to poke someone's pain, but facing this kind of person who hints that his style is indecent, Mu Jin feels that he can't bear it.

"What did you say?" Jin Beizhou didn't expect Mu Jin to say that. His face was shocked at first, then his brows were slightly frowned, his face gradually became gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Say it again."

"How can we talk more about the boudoir?" Mu Jin raised his eyebrows, implying that there are too many people around him, so let's stop talking about this topic.

Jin Beizhou looked around, there was a lot of voices, he noticed that there were not a few people on his side, and even the media was present. Besides, he didn't know how Mu Jin would slander him. He clenched his fists and tried his best to suppress his anger. Forcibly endured the humiliation.

When he turned around, he glared at Mu Jin, and the person who was stared at was not annoyed, he smiled brightly, bared his big white teeth with an innocent and harmless demeanor, slowly approached Jin Beizhou, and said meanly: "Don't If you are sick, you should be cured early, and I wish you a speedy recovery."

The voice was not loud, but it made the fire in Jin Beizhou's heart more vigorous. He clenched his fists, gave Mu Jin a sharp look, and replied through gritted teeth: "You wait."

After finishing speaking, Jin Beizhou angrily walked away from the place of right and wrong.

Mu Jin watched his back, curled her lips contemptuously, and snorted coldly, I crawled out of the bloody storm, and I have become the emperor, can it be easy to provoke?Overreaching.

Wen Yanzhe heard clearly from beside him, and when Jin Beizhou was gone, he leaned into Mu Jin's ear and whispered, "Is Mr. Jin really good?"

"Well, I'm terminally ill, God is jealous of talents."

The corner of his mouth curled up into a triumphant smile, and he shifted his gaze to the meeting place, and scanned around. There were more and more people, and it should start soon.

Mu Jin turned her gaze back to her favorite chandelier. It was so bright and dazzling that it was tailor-made for me. When I go back, I must install it in the bedroom.

"Wait for the group photo, you must squeeze in to Song Yi's side, those cameras will bring you along, so as to increase the exposure."

After all, the media has a bad impression of Mu Jin now, and many families have expressly stipulated not to participate in the news about Mu Jin.

In the past, no matter how bad an artist's reputation was, some media would like to dig out his scandals. Mu Jin didn't even bother paparazzi to pay attention to him. This is probably the only one in the entertainment industry, and all the popularity is fueled by black fans.

Mu Jin also understood his current situation, curled his lips, responded with a lack of interest, turned around and took a piece of cake, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, the rich creamy smell made him lick his lips involuntarily: " Can I eat it?"

He opened his eyes innocently and asked Wen Yanzhe, Wen Yanzhe was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

After getting a reply, Mu Jin took a small spoon and put it into his mouth. His taste buds were attacked by sweetness, and his eyes lit up.

Song Yi stood on the top to deliver a speech, and Mu Jin continued to talk at the bottom. After eating the cake, he started to look for other things to eat.

When he was starving in the palace when he was young, he made a plan. When he became an emperor, he must eat all kinds of delicacies from all over the world. He came to such a place before he could implement it. However, the food here is really delicious. , Weird, won my heart.

Song Yi's high-sounding speech was over, and the surrounding applause rang out. The next part was that Ding Yao's artists would stand next to Song Yi to take a group photo together. Wen Yanzhe pulled Mu Jin to Song Yi's side forcefully: "Remember , Rubbing the camera."

Mu Jin came back to her senses, nodded, raised her hand to touch the residue at the corner of her mouth, subconsciously stretched out her food-smeared hand to her mouth and licked it, and then smiled professionally at the camera.

For this person who suddenly appeared in the live broadcast, the offline audience became interested and began to talk about it.

【"Is little brother a newly signed artist? I can."】

【"I'm afraid I'm a scheming whore, stand next to the actor and rub the camera."】

【"Is it just me who recognized it? This person is Mu Jin!"】

【"What? Flower peacock? It seems true..."】

【"My God, I must be crazy, I really like his face!"】

【"Today is another day to raise funds to beat Mu Jin."】

【"I donate fifty cents."】

After taking the group photo, Mu Jin returned to the banquet table, deaf to what was going on outside the window, and focused on looking for food.

Wen Yanzhe followed behind him, a little helpless, secretly sad: God, if I am guilty, please let the law punish me instead of sending this thing to torture me.

After the banquet was over, Mu Jin was also tired from eating, so she sat in the car with her stomach in her arms and hiccupped: "In the future, I will definitely ascend to glory, which will make you proud too."

Wen Yanzhe held the steering wheel, hummed absently, and then said: "Your drama is dirty, your ex-husband is cruel enough to directly offend the director for you."

"Yellow?"

"Well, I will try my best to contact you with the crew, but according to your reputation, it is estimated that you will have to rest at home in the near future."

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Mu Jin hiccupped: "I can play any role, just look for it."

His side profile is almost perfect, and his speech is also very decent. Wen Yanzhe retracted his peripheral vision, tightened his hand holding the steering wheel, and said slowly: "Okay."

Mu Jin has really changed, Wen Yanzhe only thought that he grew up because of the divorce, he couldn't help but feel pity for him, and couldn't help comforting him,

"Xiao Mu, you will get better slowly in the future."

"Hmm." Mu Jin turned her head and looked out of the car window. The lights outside were on, and the pedestrians on the road looked in a hurry. People in this era are really busy, and they are also rushing forward in the dark.

After sitting in the car for a while, Mu Jin was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes, he opened the door unsteadily, stretched out his hand and fumbled on the wall of the door switch, and fumbled for the light switch from memory. When the light turned on, he rubbed it Eyes, seeing the person sitting on the sofa, unprepared, couldn't help being frightened, and asked in surprise: "Why are you? You didn't say a word when you came, and you didn't turn on the light?"

[The author has something to say: A gentleman: "Let's show your talent to the readers of this book!"

Mu Jin (blinking her eyes and thinking for a moment): "I don't have any talent, so I'll show you a boulder in the chest."

A gentleman: "..."

"No? How about piercing Yang with a hundred steps? I was a famous archer back then."

A certain gentleman was quite helpless, and coughed lightly: "Forget it, I will perform again next time, so that everyone will laugh."