After the wealthy family got married, the fake young master pretended to be good every day

In the silent room, there was only the slight tearing sound of Fu Qingyan tearing out the document.

It was very slight, but it seemed to be a voice from the hearts of the two of them.

Fangtai stood in the director's room with Rongrong backlit, and the outside sun cast a faint halo on Rongrong's body, making him look agile and elegant.

And when the two walked into the lounge, their standing postures changed. Rong Rong was in a place without sunlight, while Fu Qingyan stood against the backlight.

Looking at the past calmly, he found that the warm sunlight outside seemed to be absorbed by Fu Qingyan's black coat. Although the other party was standing in the sunlight, there was no warmth on his face or movements.

Fu Qingyan looked at Rong Rong without hesitation, but his movements were slow and firm.

In the first two days, besides filming, Rong Rong was looking for a suitable lawyer to draft the agreement. He and the lawyer discussed with each other before discussing every clause of rights and obligations in the agreement.

When the agreement was printed out from the printer, Rong Rong looked down at the black and white words, and the scene of Fu Qingyan seeing the agreement suddenly appeared in his mind.

Maybe the other party will be shocked, maybe the other party will sign the document.

Or maybe the other party will not sign it, but will discuss with him about the rights and obligations in the agreement.

Rong Rong can accept all these, and this is also a procedure that must go through during the negotiation process, but Rong Rong never thought that Fu Qingyan did not open this agreement at all, but when he saw the title and the first page, he would copy these two copies. Agreement torn.

This is hardly the kind of thing a CEO who is often on the financial news would do!

Rong Rong was a little shocked at that moment, and then the anger welling up in his heart covered up the fear and shock just now, and he rushed directly to snatch the documents that Fu Qingyan hadn't completely torn off.

In any case, this is also the result of his and his lawyer's hard work for a few days.

But when Rong Rong took a step forward to snatch the fragments left in Fu Qingyan's hand, Fu Qingyan grabbed his wrist with his backhand, pulled Rong Rong over forcefully, and pulled him into his arms.

Immediately, the two collided with each other, and the fragments of the documents in their hands fell in clusters, scattered around the two of them.

Rong Rong frowned and raised his hand, trying to break free from Fu Qingyan's shackles. When the distance between the two really exceeded the safe social distance, the alarm bell in Rong Rong's heart rang again.

He couldn't break free from the person in front of him, and this feeling made him panic.

Fu Qingyan clamped Rong Rong's wrist with his palm, and held Rong Rong in his arms with the other arm. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at Rong Rong who was struggling in his arms.

After graduating back then, I worked hard to return to China, and I could only secretly learn about Rong Rong's recent situation. After a few years, after slowly developing the Fu Group, I spared time and energy to get close to Rong Rong within the range that Mrs. Fu could not control. .

Every time he couldn't bear it, he closed his eyes and thought about the future about him and Rong Rong.

Fu Qingyan rested the back of Rongrong's neck with his palm, and the other party was wearing a hair cover. Even through gloves, he could feel the softness and smoothness of his hair.

His eyes slowly flicked over Rong Rong's eyebrows, bridge of nose, and lips.

His appearance is really good-looking.

Fu Qingyan lowered his eyelids, controlled Rongrong's struggle within a small range, and suddenly, like a cheetah, he bit it directly.

Rongrong's hands were restrained and placed on the back of his waist forcibly, and all the rejections in his mouth turned into meaningless whimpers.

Rong Rong's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, the other party's kiss came so urgently and fiercely that he didn't give him a chance to refuse at all.

Rong Rong was embraced by Fu Qingyan, and any resistance was suppressed by Fu Qingyan within a controllable range. This violent and deep kiss, brought by the small sound of water, made Rong Rong's earlobes flush physiologically.

And he could clearly hear the walking of the staff outside.

Is Fu Qingyan really crazy? !

Not only imprisoning him in this lounge, but also gnawing and biting him?This makes him how to meet people when he goes out later?

Originally, the two of them walked into the lounge together, which was already arousing people's imagination, not to mention that after the two of them came out, there were other abnormalities on their faces.

Fu Qingyan loosened the restraint on Rong Rong's wrist, and just used his arms to embed him in his arms. After Rong Rong's hands were suddenly free, he reached out to push Fu Qingyan away, but he couldn't push at all.

So he stretched out his palm to scratch Fu Qingyan's neck again, trying to wake him up and realize what exactly is here.

Rong Rong was really anxious and angry, his eye sockets were slightly red, but against the backdrop of exquisite makeup, the slightly red eye sockets were more like a finishing touch, making people tremble.

Fu Qingyan's kiss gradually softened, from the violent storm just now to gentle and tender, he carefully tested Rong Rong's lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue, and groped the soft flesh of the other party cautiously.

When the two separated, Rong Rong could only hear his own heart beating violently.

However, the moment they parted, Rong Rong immediately took two or three steps back, keeping a sufficient distance from Fu Qingyan. Although there was no mirror in the lounge, Rong Rong could still guess what his cheeks looked like now.

He was panting heavily, his chest heaving slightly, anger and panic gathered in his mind, and finally turned into a layer of shallow grievance.

It may be the recent busy work and these things that made him feel physically and mentally exhausted.

Fu Qingyan was still standing in the backlight, his sight was like an invisible net.

Even though Rong Rong was already some distance away from him, he could still feel the other party's gaze on him.

Fu Qingyan slowly put on the gloves again, covering the scar on his palm, his voice was very soft, as if floating in the air: "Rong Rong, I will not hurt you. Just trust me once?"

Rong Rong pursed her lips tightly and said nothing.

But just when Fu Qingyan was about to continue speaking, there was a knocking sound outside the door.

Director Zhang was sweating profusely outside the room door. He had walked back and forth outside the room for a few rounds, and finally made up his mind to knock on the door. The two had been in the lounge for a while.

...Although Director Zhang very much hopes that the actors in his crew can cooperate with the investor's father's eyes, so as to be able to increase investment, but this does not mean that he supports the unspoken rules!

Especially this kind of behavior that Rongrong is unwilling and insists on using the unspoken rules!

Although the other party is indeed Fu Qingyan, the investor's father of this show, he, Director Zhang, can't just watch his actors being ruled by the investor!

This was the bottom line when he first entered the film and television industry as a director, and it was also the rule he made for himself. If this kind of thing didn't happen in front of him, then forget it. If it happened around, then he must do his best to protect the actor!

Not to mention, an excellent actor like Rong Rong!

Although many constructions have been carried out in his heart, when he really knocked on the door, Director Zhang's face was trembling. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with a tissue, and knocked three times, but there was no sound from inside. Stutteringly asked:

"Boss Fu, this... um... We are about to shoot the next scene, look at you..."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't continue speaking, but there was more sweat on his face.

Neither of the two people in the room responded, and they did not continue to communicate and explain, because they both knew that Director Zhang was outside the door.

The setting sun outside the window had fallen into the horizon, leaving only a brilliant afterglow. Rong Rong looked at the white documents scattered on the ground, and many images flashed through his mind, sometimes it was the wound on Fu Qingyan's palm, and sometimes it was the wound on Fu Qingyan's hand. Photos in emails.

Rong Rong closed his eyes, took a deep breath, trying to calm down his chaotic mood, he pointed to the door and said in a low voice: "Go out."

Fu Qingyan didn't move.

Rong Rong said again: "Okay, I'll go."

Fu Qingyan said softly: "Rong Rong will rest for a while, I'll go out first."

Fu Qingyan picked up the wreckage of the documents on the ground bit by bit, put them in his pocket, walked to the door, and opened the door.

Director Zhang outside the door was startled by Fu Qingyan's action, and immediately jumped a few steps back. When he saw Fu Qingyan, he approached cautiously, with a smile on his face: "Mr. Fu, or I will accompany you around Let's go, our crew is in the mountains, and the scenery is really good!"

Fu Qingyan just glanced at Zhang Dao indifferently, and saw Zhang Dao's heart straightly.

Afterwards, Fu Qingyan said slowly: "Just now I discussed work with Rong Rong, let him think about it first, and take a picture first."

Although Director Zhang was a little curious about what happened to the two of them in the lounge, he didn't dare to look or ask, so he could only nod hastily, trying to squeeze out a smile and follow behind Fu Qingyan.

Fu Qingyan took one last look at the crew, and then got into the car and left. Li Hui drove steadily on the mountain road, and the scenery outside the window gradually receded.

And Rongrong was sitting in the clean lounge, there was no paper remains on the ground, Fu Qingyan cleaned it up, as if nothing had happened.

Rong Rong gently touched his lips with his fingers. Although the kiss looked urgent and fierce, the other party did not actually cause him any substantial harm. He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, sinking into the living room. Inside the sofa.

In the evening, the sky had changed from the brilliant afterglow to a night sky intertwined with light blue and dark blue. Fu Qingyan walked slowly into the building of Fu Group, and there were few staff members in the hall.

He walked very slowly, and he could feel that the wound on his leg had been ruptured by him, so there was pain that could not be ignored.

Fu Qingyan took the exclusive elevator, walked through the slightly dark corridor, and walked to his office.

When he pushed open the office door, a strange sense of danger suddenly swept through his body.

Fu Qingyan stood at the door without moving, but stared at the office seat in front of him.

In the quiet office, the seat facing away from Fu Qingyan was turned around.

Mrs. Fu glanced at the scene on the desk, crossed her hands, and showed a faint smile: "After I told them that I was your mother, they let me come up."

"Long time no see, Homura."