After arguing with the wealthy husband

In the studio, Rong Yan sat with the director with a pale face.

He began to suspect that Deng Yi'an was allowed to accompany Yi Ran in this two-hero drama because he had thickened his brain.

Obviously the other hero is tailor-made for him...

The more Mr. Rong thought about it, the more angry he became, "No, no, I'll come in person!"

The director looked confused, "Mr. Rong, you have also auditioned, really..." This is a black hole in acting.

If Rong Yan really acted in this play, then he might be popular, even more popular than now.Huo is Huo because his acting skills can be called a bug in the circle, a big bug.

Seeing the director's embarrassment, Rong Yan could only sit back and began to complain why he didn't major in acting before...

If I had learned acting back then, the person standing beside Yi Ran holding an umbrella for him would be me!

He looked at the two people on the screen, his teeth itching with hatred.

The director at the side sighed silently, thinking that a man who is deeply in love is really scary, and the sour smell on Mr. Rong's body has spread ten miles away.

"Cut! This one doesn't work, I'll do it again later. Let's take a break first!" The director saw that if he didn't call the card again, the producer and investor would burn the studio to the ground, so he hurriedly asked everyone to stop and rest.

Rong Yan took a bottle of water and walked towards Yan Ran aggressively.

Deng Yi'an felt the deep malice from Mr. Rong from a distance, because the posture he held the water bottle was exactly like holding a stick.

"Flammable, I'll withdraw first. If Mr. Rong wants to hit me, you must stop him, stop him!" Deng Yi'an rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and hurried away.

Before Yi Ran understood what was going on, he raised his eyes and saw Rong Yan handing the bottled water to himself.It's just that Mr. Rong's face was livid and he didn't speak.

He wondered if this bottle of water had been poisoned...

Yi Ran took the water and blinked at him, "What's wrong with the producer?"

Rong Yan looked at him coldly.What's the matter, what do you say?I saw you and another man flirting with each other in public, what do you think happened to me?

He was about to yell these words out, but as the chairman of the Rongshi Group, the strongest consortium in the country, he couldn't explode.

Rationality told Rong Yan that he was a person with status and image, rich, powerful and a man, who wanted to save face and suffer (crossed out).

He endures.

Seeing that he was about to suffocate, Yi Ran couldn't help laughing.

My husband is jealous, how could he not know?

From the very beginning when he and Deng Yi'an were working together, Rong Yan began to be jealous, and now it must be because the two have an intimate role in the play.

Thinking of this, he looked around the forest, and found that everyone was busy with his own business, and no one was paying attention to them, so he boldly leaned over and pecked at the corner of Rong Yan's mouth.

"Okay, don't be angry, it's a job requirement."

Before he finished speaking, he heard screams not far away, one after another.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"I see I see! awsl!"

"My God! My eyes are going to be blinded!"

"I can guarantee that the two of them will not divorce!"

"It's a good match!"

……

Rong Yan: "..."

He didn't really like the feeling of being surrounded by a group of nympho fans, so he simply stretched out his arms and held people into his arms.

The screams grew louder.

Yi Ran frowned, but did not reject him, "What are you doing? There are so many people watching."

"So what's the matter?" Boss Rong snorted coldly, and didn't care, "We have disclosed the marriage certificate, and hugging in public is the right thing to do."

All right, everything you say is right.Just as Yi Ran was thinking this way, he felt warm breath hitting his face, and his lips were blocked in the next second.

Rong Yan's kiss came suddenly and strongly, as if it wanted to take away all his oxygen.

There were waves of screams in his ears, and he was locked in his arms again, and even the air he breathed was about to be plundered.

Flammable can only resist.

He snapped his teeth together, but managed to control his strength so that he didn't bite the opponent's lips.

Rong Yan felt the pain and let go of him.

After spilling half of the water in his hand, Flammable subconsciously took half a step back and gasped for breath.

This is crazy.Rong Yan is really crazy!

The culprit looked at him panting with a blushing face, and the corners of his lips could not help but rise, "How is it, exciting?"

Flammable: "..."

He can't wait to go up and give that person a punch, doesn't he have a point in his heart?In front of so many staff members and fans who came to visit the set, Rong Yan was really—crazy, must have been too jealous, his brain has been corroded!

Seeing him staring at him all the time, Mr. Rong looked at him innocently.

I'm just an emotionless kissing machine and you can't blame me.

"Don't stay here, I'll be filming soon." Yan Ran pushed him away.

Mr. Rong was wronged, "Then what do I think you should do?"

Flammable: "No, you don't want to."

Rong Yan: "No, I think so."

Flammable: "You don't want to."

Rong Yan: "I think."

"..." Yi Ran was speechless, since Rong Yan announced their married relationship, Rong Yan has gone too far.

He doesn't care about the company's affairs, he follows Yi Ran to catch up with announcements, runs to the production crew, and a dignified big money master turns himself into an assistant for life!An Li was so angry that she ran to Nie Zheng and cried about her tragic experience of being robbed of her job.

"You're affecting my work here, so hurry back to the company, my Rong Boss." He frowned, turned around and was about to leave.

Rong Yan followed behind him, giving full play to his talent of being stubborn, "I'm a producer and investor, so I can't leave."

Flammable: "..."

It's not like he can't walk away, the legs are growing on him, it seems like no one can stop him if he wants to leave...

Yi Ran looked at him worried, did he really want to lose all his family property?

Seeing his small face wrinkled together, Rong Yan was finally defeated.

He pretended to take out his mobile phone to check the time, frowned solemnly, "I just happen to have a meeting in half an hour, so I won't accompany you."

Yi Ran looked at him and couldn't figure out why Mr. Rong was obviously a good actor, why he was so rigid during the audition as if he was memorizing a text?Maybe he is only suitable for making jokes.

Having come to such a conclusion, he nodded thoughtfully, then looked up at Rong Yan, "Then I won't send President Rong off."

He was grinning, his eyes were crooked.

Rong Yan looked at him, couldn't help but leaned down and kissed him on the lips again.That slap was very light, like a superficial kiss on water, but it was more able to stir up the flammable heart than the deep kiss just now.

"Let's go." Before Yi Ran could recover, Rong Yan turned around and left.

With that tall and straight back, his demeanor instantly changed from the clingy jealous king to the full-on aura Mr. Rong.

He quietly watched him walk away, only to be brought back to God by the fans' screams.

"Ranran! Look here!"

"My brother is so handsome——"

……

He turned around hesitantly, seeing those little girls waving wildly at him, couldn't help feeling distressed, so he took a few steps over there, and stood directly in front of the security guard who was blocking them.

Hearing them screaming for a long time just now probably took a lot of energy, so he couldn't help being concerned right now.

"Are you tired? Do you have a dry throat?"

Probably because his tone was too gentle, everyone calmed down and listened to him, and the answer was also neat, "Not tired!"

Yi Ran looked at them jumping with joy, and suddenly felt that his fans were all cute, "It's hot, you all should go and have a rest."

It's already summer now, and S City, which has four distinct seasons and a large population, has not hesitated to become hotter.

Although everyone is wearing summer clothes, the weather is too good today, and it is inevitable that people will sweat profusely under the sun.

But what are these difficulties in front of the star chasing girl? !

"We are not hot, you go to rest!"

"Yes, yes, you are the hardest one, you need to replenish your energy!"

……

Everyone asked him in a hurry, and there were a few "career fans" with clear brains, who broke through the "take good care of yourself" of many sisters and shouted a sentence that was not inferior to the domineering President Rong——

"Yi Tusou remembers your endorsement! Do more advertising if you have nothing to do!"

Flammable: "???"

Is this a business fan or a fake fan?He couldn't help laughing while holding his forehead, this year's fans were really hard to bring along.

"Okay, I got it!" Yi Ran waved at them, "Everyone go back to rest early!"

"it is good!!!"

The subsequent filming was fairly smooth, without Mr. Rong making vinegar on the spot, Yi Ran and Deng Yi'an were able to let go, expressing their emotions well.

The director looked at the screen and couldn't help but nodded, "It seems that we can't let Mr. Rong follow the filming next time..."

Afterwards, Rong Yan, who was refused by the director to follow up with the crew for various reasons, was in a daze, and could only sit in the office every day and wait for the night to fall.

After all, it is only at night that Flammable belongs to him completely.

President Rong: I am wronged but I will not say it.

Just as Boss Rong was slumped on the sofa in the CEO's office in Shengshi office building bored and thinking about his wife, his assistant called.

"Mr. Rong, the reporter from the chief fashion magazine has come to make an interview with you. He has already arrived downstairs."

Rong Yan was annoyed, "I won't answer."

"but……"

"Say."

Lu Zhanxi was flipping through the information of several artists newly signed by the company. By the way, he sighed that the quality of newcomers is getting worse and worse, as if hearing Rong Yan's nest exploded.

"What, I married Yi Ran and had a baby?" The corners of Rong Yan's mouth twitched a few times.

This is interesting.

Lu Zhanxi simply put down the materials and made himself a cup of coffee, and sat next to Rong Yan to listen to the gossip.

Rong Yan hung up the phone, his handsome face wrinkled into hills and ravines, "Now the fashion circle is also starting to gossip?"

Mr. Lu glanced at him and drank coffee, "Now that the paper media is in a downturn, we can only find some popular news blogs to bring sales. You should know more about marketing than me."

"Oh." Rong Yan stroked the ring on his ring finger a few times, thoughtfully.

He said that he would focus on interviewing him and Yi Ran's married life... Then he might as well take this opportunity to complain about his workaholic wife!After all, official complaints are the scariest.

Thinking of this, the corners of his lips curled into a smug smile.

But probably this complacency was not well grasped, and Mr. Rong accidentally acted out a wretched feeling, so when Lu Zhanxi saw his expression, he almost choked to death on the coffee.

"Puff—cough cough cough!" He coughed hard, trying to get the coffee out of his intake pipe accidentally, "Rong Yan, you... what are you thinking about laughing like this? Could it be that you want to make a public sex scene?" , playing hooligans in front of reporters?"

This reminded him.

Rong Yan nodded solemnly, "You can do this too."

Lu Zhanxi: "???"

On the day of the interview, Mr. Rong was dressed in a neat suit, and not even a hair was adjusted to the best angle. Then he heard the reporter tell him:

"Mr. Rong, we are a paper media, and all the interviews will be written manuscripts."

Rong Yan: "..."

Who can't be more refined?Wouldn't it be nice to pretend not to see his shiny shoes?

Mr. Rong was thinking about getting this indifferent reporter back to receive the dismissal notice when the interview started.

"Then let's start today's interview." The young reporter had a friendly expression.

Rong Yan nodded indifferently, "En."

"Everyone knows that Mr. Rong had a hidden marriage with the popular actor Yan Ran a year ago. May I ask, what made you choose to have a hidden marriage?"

"The situation is compelling." Mr. Rong said lightly.

Heart: If the flammable and non-elm head insisted on listening to the old man at the time, it might have been popular with the status and financial resources of the Rong Group right after debut.It's a pity that I have nowhere to spend my money!

Facing such indifferent and perfunctory President Rong, the little reporter did not flinch, but chose to ask, "What is the situation that compels you?"

Rong Yan: "It's not convenient to disclose."

He only said four words at the beginning, obviously he didn't want to say it, why did he keep asking?

Reporter: "...Since Mr. Rong is inconvenient to disclose, let's move on to the next question. How did you maintain this marriage?"

Rong Yan: "Use a marriage certificate."

reporter:"……"

There seems to be nothing wrong with what President Rong said.

But she suddenly wants to resign, what should I do?Waiting online, very urgent.

"Let's ask some questions that everyone is concerned about. Who of the two chased first?"

Rong Yan: "Didn't chase."

Indeed, this is the truth.

"Which one of the two proposed to get married first?"

Rong Yan expressionless, "Me."

"why?"

Rong Yan: "???"

Do you need a reason to get married?He may have been brain-dead at the time to accept such an interview.It seems that the blacklist is worthy of the interview standard of this magazine.

Rong Yan turned his head and glanced at the assistant, perfectly expressing the meaning of "drive them away".

The assistant understood, and stepped forward, "I'm sorry, your interview time is over. Mr. Rong still has an appointment, please come back."

Seeing that Rong Yan was about to leave, the little reporter hurriedly stood up, "Mr. Rong, there is one last question! What do you think is the definition of marriage, and how long can you last?"

These words successfully stopped Rong Yan's footsteps.He stopped and looked back at the little reporter whose face was flushed with anxiety.

"lifetime."

After putting down these three words coldly, Rong Yan had already disappeared into the waiting room with his long legs.

The assistant was sent by him to see off the guests, and Rong Yan went back to the office on his own.

The door of the office was ajar, it was obvious that someone had been there.

He frowned displeasedly, opened the door and walked in.

He usually hates others to do his things privately and enter his private space.There was a cloud of anger secretly surging in his chest, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a delicate face with eyebrows and eyes bent with a smile.

"You're back." The man walked up to him two steps at a time, with a sweet smile on his face.

"En." He nodded, and the anger that was still surging just now was instantly extinguished, and turned into infinite tenderness and ungovernment.

"Why did you come here suddenly, aren't you filming today?"

Yi Ran shook his head, "Today ended early, I thought you must have come here before get off work. How is it, are you tired? I even made fruit for you..."

As he spoke, he turned around and wanted to get the paper bag on the table, but just as he turned around, he was hugged into the arms of the person behind him.

Rong Yan hugged him from behind, buried his head on his shoulder, and rubbed against him.

"Flammable, let me chase you."

"Huh? I don't want to run." Yi Ran pouted.

Rong Yan put his hand on the top of his head and rubbed the short, soft black hair, and sniffed the fragrance of the same shampoo on his hair as his own.

"I mean chase you. Pursue, idiot."

"But we're even married." The man in his arms didn't know why, and looked down at the pair of rings on their ring fingers.

"But I haven't chased you yet." Rong Yan buried his head on his shoulder again, his voice muffled.

President Rong seemed to have become childish again.

Yi Ran couldn't help laughing, his heart felt like a pot of honey had been poured out, sweetly, "Then how do you plan to chase after it?"

Rong Yan let go of his hand, pulled his body and turned the man to face him.

Yi Ran raised his eyes to look at him, and found that Mr. Rong was exceptionally handsome today, so he couldn't help but bend his brows and eyes, and tightened his somewhat loose tie.

"Flammable," Rong Yan held his hand and stuck it to his heart, his face was full of seriousness, "Are you willing to take this responsibility with me and ruin the family property?"

"Huh?" Yi Ran was confused.

Sure enough, you, Mr. Rong, are still your Mr. Rong, and your brain circuits are always clearest at critical moments.

"Is this a family tradition... If I lose all my family property with you, what will Grandpa do?"

"The old man has his own money, which is not bad."

"What about parents?"

"I've already saved our parents' pension expenses in their card." Rong Yan's lips curled up slightly, like a child waiting for an adult's praise, "How about it, would you like to defeat Guang Rong with me?"

Yi Ran looked at him, and felt that the current Rong Yan was extraordinarily cute, even cuter than his fans.

"Then what if I don't want to?"

President Rong's face darkened, as if he hadn't expected such an answer, he subconsciously said, "No, you can only be willing."

"Okay," Yi Ran smiled and stretched out his hands to hold Rong Yan's face, "I am willing."

As he spoke, he leaned forward, and his lips naturally touched Rong Yan's.

Rong Yan took advantage of the opportunity to hug him into his arms, lowered his head and deepened the kiss...