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

Jian Qiaoxin is not really talented in cooking, and his craftsmanship is actually average. It's just that he has grown up since he was a child, and practice makes perfect. He really is used to it.

When I was young, my father taught me. When I grew up, my father became seriously ill, so he cooked the meals at home.

He didn't have many roles in the film crew today, and he didn't have anything to do in the afternoon, so he went home early and bought some food to make lunch for Wen Yuan. He thought he would send away a prince, but unexpectedly, another princess came.

Washing and picking vegetables, her neck, which was sore from filming in the morning, was aching. Jian Qiaoxin was always in poor health, and now she was even more tired.

The phone in the phone rang, and he answered, "Hello?"

"Is Jian Qiao new? I'm Wen Yuan." A voice came from the other end of the phone.

Jian Qiaoxin said, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just your bento... Can you deliver it at night?" Wen Yuan asked cheekily.

Jian Qiaoxin frowned: "Didn't I agree to bring it to you tomorrow?"

"..."

Wen Yuan knew he was in the wrong, so he had to resort to his usual tactics: "I'm sorry, it's actually like this, my stomach has never been very good, and I would have diarrhea after eating the boxed lunches from the film crew. I used to be at home in school. The meal was ready and delivered, and now the chef is on leave, I really can't help it, Brother Xiaoxin, you are the only person I can trust."

Jian Qiaoxin just rolled his eyes when he heard this, but he still couldn't offend Her Royal Highness for the time being, so he could only say: "In that case, take care of your health, I'll go there for you at night."

Wen Yuan on the other end of the phone was happy, and hung up after saying a few words.

Jian Qiaoxin held the phone and took a deep breath. Today is his birthday. Qiu Jian doesn't know if he will remember it. In fact, it's good to go out at night. If he forgets, it will be uncomfortable to stay at home by himself.

Later, after packing the lunch box in her hand, Jian Qiaoxin went out.

City A - night

The film and television city at night is also brightly lit, with people coming and going, the film and television city is commonly known as the night sky, and it is common for many crews here to stay overnight.

Regardless of whether you are a big or small wrist, you are filming all night to catch up with the schedule.

When Jian Qiao came here, the filming crew was still in full swing. Of course, today's hustle and bustle still has some unusual flavors.

When he came in, he was walking through the corridor and just met Big Brother Wang who was in charge of logistics.

Brother Wang laughed: "Xiaoxin, why are you here? I heard Director Wang said that you don't have a show today?"

Jian Qiaoxin raised the lunch box in his hand: "Well, I'm here to deliver a meal. Wen Yuan's stomach is bad, and he's not used to eating."

"Well, you two have a really good relationship."

Brother Wang said so on the surface, but in fact he sees it clearly. There is nothing wrong with Wenyuan Neng. When he joined the group, he brought 2 life assistants, 3 makeup artists, and stylists. The whole team is mighty, It's simply the treatment of a top celebrity.

But who doesn't know, he is just a fledgling college student, if there is no support behind his back, he can be so arrogant.

Wen Yuan made it clear now that he was embarrassing Jian Qiaoxin, but he didn't know how Jian Qiaoxin offended that ancestor and was tortured so badly.

Jian Qiaoxin smiled: "Then I'll go."

"In the past?" Brother Wang's smile froze, and he said slowly after a while: "Mr. Yan is here."

Jian Qiaoxin: "..."

He is afraid of Yan Gan, and mice are afraid of seeing cats.

"Forget it, I'll go there later." Jian Qiaoxin quickly backed down.

Brother Wang nodded: "Okay, the lunch box will arrive later, you should also eat some, and there is still a show, it's good for you to watch more."

"Ok."

dressing room

Wen Yuan asked the makeup artist to touch up his makeup before he walked slowly to the sofa. On the sofa, Yan Gan was sitting lazily, his slender legs crossed casually, and he was still holding the script of this time in his hand. page looked at.

Wen Yuan sat down and said, "What's so interesting about this?"

As soon as the words fell, Wen Yuan knew that he had said something wrong, and as expected, Yan Gan's face turned cold: "The script is not good, what do you want to see?"

"Since you want to be an actor, you must take it seriously. Familiarity with the script and memorizing the lines are your basic skills. I have heard the director say that you are not serious, and you only rely on the dubbing when you are doing the play. Is there such a thing?"

Wen Yuan dodged his eyes and muttered: "What's the matter, anyway, the audience couldn't hear it."

"boom!"

The script was thrown off the coffee table, shaking the entire coffee table, it can be seen that the person who threw the script was really angry.

Yan Gan's sharp eyebrows were overbearing: "I hired two acting teachers for you, and I will join the group with you tomorrow. You should listen carefully to what the teachers say."

"..."

Wen Yuan was not happy, his eyes were red, and a little bit of grievance appeared on his beautiful face: "You know how to hurt me, and I don't want to, there are so many lines, how can I recite them, besides, I didn't The experience of filming, you don’t feel sorry for me at all, you said to take care of me before, I spent a lot of time preparing lunch for you this afternoon, you don’t know how hard I worked, and now you still yell at me..."

The more he talked, the more aggrieved he became, and finally wiped his tears.

Yan Gan rubbed the center of his brows, stood up and took out the paper from the tea table and handed it to Wen Yuan: "Why are you crying, it's for your own good to let you study with the teacher, can I still harm you?"

Wen Yuan wiped his face: "But I'm too tired. Filming was tiring at first, and the director required a lot. Now I have a teacher and it's even more tiring."

"It's okay to learn slowly, but you still have to practice." Wen Gan planned to praise him to take the international route, and he couldn't do it without acting skills.

The two chatted for a while, and Wen Yuan was still flustered when Yan Gan asked about the bento, but he just hesitated for a moment before prevaricating, saying that he forgot to bring it when it was ready, and asked Yan Gan to wait.

After finally comforting Yan Gan, Wen Yuan hurried outside to call Jian Qiaoxin.

Jian Qiaoxin, who was listening to the director's lecture, was trying to learn something, and when he was fascinated by it, the phone rang like a reminder, so he had no choice but to answer the phone first.

Wen Yuan's voice was a little anxious: "Why don't you come over? I'm starving to death."

Jian Qiaoxin hesitated for a moment: "But isn't there still in your lounge..."

"What else, where are you?"

Jian Qiaoxin frowned, a little unhappy: "If you want to eat, come and get it yourself."

He was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't expected it, but Wen Yuan really wanted something from others, so he really went to the director's studio to get food by himself.

He took the lunch box and said, "Thank you."

Jian Qiaoxin said: "No, you have a bad stomach. Let your cook come back early. I'm not good at cooking, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to take on the heavy responsibility."

Wen Yuan laughed twice and left.

Because there is still a play going on below, Wen Yuan can't stay in the lounge for too long, so Yan Gan was going to stay to see his current filming progress, so he simply put the lunch box in the shed on the scene to eat.

Jian Qiaoxin happened to be sitting by the side of the shed because she was watching a play.

He stared dumbfounded at Yan Gan walking straight over and sitting down on the small table not far away, and leisurely opened the lunch box to prepare to eat, he was speechless for a moment.

Different from Yan Gan's red suit last time, this time Mr. Yan is wearing a low-key casual attire. Maybe he was dressed formally last time, so he looks much more serious, but now the ruffian between his brows is not concealed. .

But different from Huo Zihua's arrogance, Yan Gan's arrogance is ruthless in his bones, even if it is elegant, it is difficult to cover up.

Yan Gan sat down in the shed, seemed to have noticed the sizing up, and raised his eyebrows: "Why, you didn't even say hello after seeing you for a few days?"

"Yan, Mr. Yan." Jian Qiaoxin spoke quickly

"Yeah." Yan Gan was indifferent after all, saying hello was the end of the point.

Jian Qiaoxin's cell phone vibrated, he quickly picked it up, and whispered, "Hello?"

"Happy birthday, Xiaoxin!" A friend's voice was on the other end of the phone, blah, so loud that Jian Qiaoxin's eardrums ached from the shock.

Jian Qiaoxin smiled slightly: "Thank you."

Friend Feng Qing was elated: "I sent you your birthday present, remember to go to the collection point to get it today."

Jian Qiaoxin was a little moved: "Got it."

Feng Qing on the other end of the phone complained about him being so polite, and after a while the topic turned to Qiu Jianjian: "Are you having a candlelight dinner with Qiu Jian right now to celebrate a birthday?"

Jian Qiaoxin was silent for a while, and the other end of the phone also paused.

"He... forgot?"

"No, he should be busy." Jian Qiaoxin said without confidence.

"Busy ass!" Feng Qing was half dead angrily: "Qiu Jian is not a thing, you can forget your birthday, this shit, I'll go find him!"

Jian Qiaoxin hurriedly stopped her: "Don't, don't, it's just a birthday, forget it."

Feng Qing on the other end of the phone scolded for a while, and Jian Qiaoxin coaxed her for a while before giving up, and after hanging up the phone, only tiredness remained.

But a calm male voice came from the side: "Your birthday?"

"Ah?" Jian Qiaoxin was startled. He turned around and met Yan Gan's deep gaze: "Ang... yes."

My God, what is Yan Gan's amazing hearing? The sound of the doorknob last time was not too close this time. His voice is obviously very low, and the studio is noisy...

Yan Gan nodded, took out a platinum card from his pocket and handed it to him: "This card is Feng Huazhi's membership card. It's your birthday today. Just go there and they will arrange it."

Jian Qiaoxin was shocked, how dare she ask for it: "No, Mr. Yan, you are being polite."

"Take it, it's not something valuable." Yan Gan waved his hand indifferently, and he lazily said: "Wen Yuan has no experience, it's really embarrassing for you to play against you, he is not sensible, you should take care of him."

Jian Qiaoxin was silent, so he just said, how could a person like Yan Gan care about the birthday of a small person like him, it turned out that it was for his own baby, although Yan Gan seemed to have a bad temper, but he was very kind to his lover Unexpectedly thoughtful.

For a moment, he wasn't jealous, he just felt that it was nice to be blatantly favored by others.