I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress' Ex-Boyfriend

Jian Qiaoxin retreated quietly from the corridor. He looked down on himself a little bit. He obviously hadn't done anything wrong, and he didn't know why he was guilty. He was so cowardly, just like a deserter.

There are people coming and going at the reception, and everyone has their own purpose, shuttling back and forth, some for connections, some for profit.

Jian Qiao adjusted her clothes again. He came here today to ask Director Wang to give him a chance to audition.

Nongbai not far away had finished exchanging pleasantries with his plastic friends, and walked up to his little artist: "How about it, are you ready? I'll take you to meet Brother Wang."

Jian Qiaoxin nodded.

There is a bar counter at the reception. There is a large white table on the bar counter. Wine is placed on the table, surrounded by beauties, even handsome young students.

Sitting on the sofa, Director Wang was hugged left and right, and was being fed wine by the beauties. Opposite him sat the cynical Yan Gan. Unlike him, although there were beauties beside Yan Gan, the beauties only Dare to sit and dare not approach.

After all, no one dared to act without authorization, and there were exceptions before. Yan Gan actually didn't like being touched by outsiders. Once, someone posted it on his own, relying on his good looks, and was sent to the hospital.

Nongbai pulled Jian Qiaoxin over, and he said warmly, "Hey, Brother Wang, long time no see, Brother Wang, you look really good recently."

Wang Can drank wine with the beauty, and looked sideways at him lazily: "Oh, my little worship."

"It's me, it's me, you are in a good mood today." Nongbai smiled all over his face, turned his head and looked at Yan Gan again: "Mr. Yan."

Yan Gan glanced at him and didn't bother to pay attention.

Wang Can finished drinking the beauty's wine, and was finally free: "Is it okay, Xiao Bai also sit down and have a drink or two?"

They said they wanted to invite people to sit down and drink, but the surrounding seats were full.

It was not awkward for Nong to bow down. He pushed Jian Qiaoxin who was like a dead fish behind him: "Brother Wang, I brought my friend here this time. This is Jian Qiaoxin, the artist I signed."

Jian Qiaoxin pulled out a professional smirk, and his voice was clear and sharp: "Hello, Director Wang."

Such a tender voice finally made the dizzy Director Wang solemnly raise his head, and a smile finally surfaced on his chubby head: "Qiao Xin, what a good name."

He pointed to the wine glass in front of him: "Have a drink."

Jian Qiaoxin frowned. He didn't like drinking alcohol very much, not to mention that the origin of this reception was unknown, and he didn't know that there were no additives in the wine.

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, the circle of people around the table looked over, some were curious, and some wanted to watch a good show.

Nongbai cursed in his heart, and directly picked up the wine glass for Jian Qiaoxin and stuffed it into his hand: "You boy, do you see that Brother Wang is too nervous?"

Jian Qiaoxin also knew the importance: "Yes, this is the first time I met Director Wang. I have always admired Director Wang's name before, so I was a little nervous."

Wang Can laughed out loud, but Jian Qiaoxin hit him right on the spot by mistake. He was a little older, but he just liked these jerky young people.

There was no other way, Jian Qiaoxin, who had to drink in public, turned her back and drank the whole glass of wine.

"Good! Refreshing!"

Director Wang took the lead in applauding, and the others naturally followed suit, and the atmosphere naturally became lively. People in the entertainment circle like to have fun and be sensible.

If Jian Qiaoxin was coy and only took a few sips, it would be a complete offense.

After drinking for a few rounds, Jian Qiaoxin also sat next to Director Wang. Even though he usually doesn't like to talk, he won't lose his temper when it comes to critical moments. He can talk about everything, and those who can talk are happy.

It's just that after a while, Director Wang's hands began to be dishonest.

Jian Qiaoxin froze when he felt a salty pig's trotter on his waist. He raised his face subconsciously, but he happened to meet Yan Gan who was opposite him.

From the very beginning of the reception, Yan Gan was absent-minded. When he was seated, he played with his mobile phone, and occasionally took a sip of wine. When he held the red wine glass with his knuckles, he seemed to be holding a work of art.

Yan Gan lazily raised his eyelids to look at him, but saw that the face of the young man on the opposite side was flushed, probably because of anxiety, and his eye sockets were also red, and he looked like a little rabbit who was forced to the edge of a cliff.

It's kind of... fun.

His eyes moved down, and seeing the fat hands around Jian Qiaoxin's waist, Yan Gan's mouth curled up into a slight smile. He had seen a lot of darkness in the entertainment industry. Isn't that why this kid came here today?

Jian Qiaoxin was looked at by Yan Gan like this, and he couldn't bear the salty pig's hand on his waist. He felt uncomfortable all over his body like a needle prick. Sure enough, even if it was for his own dream, his dignity was only enough. That's all for now.

The person on the sofa stood up like a rocket, which surprised the people around.

Director Wang was a little displeased when he was forced to withdraw his hand: "What's wrong?"

"I...I want to make it easier." Jian Qiaoxin found a lame reason.

"..."

People around were covering their mouths and giggling. Although Director Wang was unhappy, he couldn't say anything: "Go, go."

As if being pardoned, Jian Qiaoxin ran out without looking back, as if there was a scourge chasing after her, wishing she could jump three feet high.

It is impossible to go to the toilet, it is impossible to go to the toilet in this life, from outside the reception to the open-air balcony to breathe, Jian Qiaoxin covered his chest and couldn't help panting.

It is rumored that there are 21 floors in Fenghuahua. The higher you go, the more luxurious it is, and the status of those who can book the venue is more valuable. This is the 19th floor. The open-air balcony is very large, and the blankets are extremely soft. It seems that you have stepped into cotton. , the most important hotel may be to be more interesting, the theme of the design here is the forest.

The carpet is green, like grass, and many living trees have been transplanted around it. There are also flower beds, long paths, and partitions to form a relatively closed space.

Jian Qiaoxin sat down on a swing in a small cubicle. Opposite him was the gorgeous night scene of the entire city A, brightly lit and resplendent.

Sitting here for a while, staring blankly for a while, as time went by, the phone in my pocket rang again, it should be the manager who urged me to go back.

Jian Qiaoxin sighed, and when she was about to go out to find Nongbai and say that she had decided to give up the role, she stopped just as her hand touched the doorknob.

The sound of footsteps came from outside, and then the sound of two men chatting, from far to near, seemed to stop not far away.

"I said, how are you? With your family, he still refuses to take it easy? You spend money on it."

Yan Gan's lazy and prickly voice came from outside slowly: "It's not very good."

"Damn it, right? What kind of person does he want to be with, a fairy? Didn't I say, you can be considered rich and powerful, and your looks are not bad. What is Wen Yuan thinking?"

Yan Gan said, "Where do you talk so much nonsense?"

"..."

The two of them were chatting outside, which was a pain for Jian Qiaoxin who was in the cubicle. In order to have a quieter place, he specially found this innermost place. Usually no one would come over. Who knew that today would be so The fleeting time is not good.

The voice of chatting continued, but Jian Qiaoxin was torn between going out and not going out.

If he goes out, it's hard to guarantee that he will be regarded as eavesdropping. How embarrassing it will be, especially when the two people seem to be discussing some private topic.

Yan Gan definitely can't afford to offend him, if the time comes to seal himself off...

Jian Qiaoxin, whose brain was spinning wildly, let go of the door handle, planning to hide inside for a while, and then go out after sending the two away.

The sound of the doorknob being released was very soft, but it was almost negligible in this lively place.

But Yan Gan, who was standing not far away, had sharp eyes.

The friend who was chatting with him saw his face suddenly changed, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Yan Gan kept silent, but narrowed his eyes, and walked towards the cubicle with his long legs. His voice was ruffian, and he said sharply, "Come out."

Jian Qiaoxin in the cubicle was shocked and looked out with wide eyes.

And Yan Gan is notoriously violent. He kicked the fragile compartment door and lowered his voice, which was a sign of anger: "Don't make me say it a second time."

Where did Jian Qiaoxin dare to hide, she came over and opened the door tremblingly: "No, no, I will open the door."

The door lock was unlocked, and the young man in a white suit stood awkwardly. Although he tried his best to hide his fear, his timid eyes revealed all his thoughts.

Yan Gan is not a good stubble, he sneered: "Eavesdropping, you're not a coward?"

"I didn't!" Jian Qiaoxin pointed to the swing: "I just came out to breathe, and then I just sat here for a while to be quiet."

Yan Gan had a good time: "Isn't it convenient to go?"

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin blushed, feeling ashamed, he choked out a sentence: "It's convenient to come later, anyway, it came before you."

"Heh." Yan Gan took a step forward, the man was a head taller than him, and it seemed oppressive to be so close: "So, you heard everything?"

Having no choice but to retreat to the wall, Jian Qiaoxin was an honest child, nodding as if he was dead.

A smirk curled up at the corner of Yan Gan's mouth: "I'll give you a chance, do you know who I am?"

Jian Qiaoxin's eyes dodged, and the brain's IQ obviously couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the person in front of him: "Yan, Mr. Yan, don't worry, I won't say anything."

"Well. Guess who is the best at keeping secrets." Yan Gan's stern face revealed a dangerous side under the dim light of the night.

Jian Qiaoxin was so frightened that his legs were weak. All the movies and novels he watched before came to his eyes, and he cried a little: "You want, you want to kill, kill to silence?"

"puff"

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

A burst of astonishing laughter came from the side, Yan Gan's friend laughed and bent over: "My God, you want to laugh at me to death, and kill me, why did you think you are so talented, A Gan Are you scaring the kids?"

Even Yan Gan was hooked at the corner of his mouth, obviously in a very good mood.

Jian Qiaoxin: "..."

The blood all over his body rushed to his head, and the shame, anger and embarrassment made him feel ashamed. This person Yan Gan, this person——is too bad!