gentle fall

After half an hour.

meeting room.

The producer and director of the "Sunshine Explosion" program group are here, and both of them are a little restless. Looking at the bright and proud woman in front of them, and meeting her cold and indifferent eyes, they can't help but bow their heads: "Mr. Wen , it’s all a misunderstanding.”

The woman's expression was cold, her jaw was raised slightly, she was reserved and indifferent, "Explain."

The director and the producer exchanged glances, and finally pushed the director out. The man said cautiously, "Every variety show must have topics and hot spots to discuss, so..."

"So," Wen Huaiyu interrupted him in a cold voice, "Who allowed you to turn my wife into that hottie?"

When the director was questioned by her, he felt bitter: Who the hell knew that such a young actor was really relying on a financial backer, relying on a super giant Buddha, and she was also her legal wife in the legal sense!

As soon as the patron's father came in, her assistant said that the other sponsors of the "Sunshine Explosion" program group had agreed to withdraw their funds. From now on, Wen's Group will be the exclusive sponsor of this program.

This President Wen is really domineering. He took the main seat as soon as he entered the room, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and he glanced at them from the corner of his eye: "Speak."

The director secretly cried bitterly in his heart, almost wanting to cry without tears. When he first chose the guests, it was Ji Yirou's manager Chen Qi who asked someone to ask for a relationship, so he agreed.

The program team just needed such a female star who was not famous enough but good-looking enough to attract some black fans.But now...he almost wants to travel back in time, and slap his blind self in the past!

His head lowered more and more: "Mr. Wen, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, it's our fault. We'll find a way to recover and make up for it immediately."

Wen Huaiyu sneered: "How do you want to save it? Another CP?"

When the director heard this, he almost knelt down: "Mr. Wen! This matter was definitely not done by our program team! Please believe that we will not make a fuss about the actor's private life."

She listened indifferently, her brows were always slightly closed, and after a while, she waved her hand: "Let's go out first."

The door of the meeting room opened, and the director and producer were invited in. The next moment, a girl in a sweater skirt came in timidly: "You, hello..."

The woman was by the window, wearing a white sweater and a tight black skirt underneath, her long chestnut hair was slightly curled, delicate and indifferent, her beautiful eyes were sharp at the moment: "Yang Jingxi?"

Her voice rose slightly, but with an unspeakable sense of pressure, Yang Jingxi's legs were a little weak: "Wen, Mr. Wen, I am Yang Jingxi."

Wen Huaiyu smiled slightly: "Oh. It's you."

When she smiled, she didn't look peaceful, but her expression became more serious. Yang Jingxi timidly said yes, thinking she had something to say, but when she looked up, she saw the expression of the woman in front of her suddenly changed!

"Aren't you going to cry? Just freeze you and let you cry enough at home?"

"...Wen, Mr. Wen! I'm sorry! I just couldn't help it...I'm sorry, I didn't control my emotions well. "

The corners of Wen Huaiyu's lips pursed slightly, and she threw a stack of photos on her face. The photos were scattered all over the floor, but her voice was still soft: "I'm very good at pretending. When I asked the reporter to break the news, did I do the same?" pretend?"

Yang Jingxi's face changed completely when she heard this sentence: "I...I..."

The woman's gentle voice became cold: "At first, you also tried the second female role in "The End of Mountains and Rivers", right?"

Yang Jingxi wanted to say no, but meeting her indifferent eyes, she didn't dare to lie, she lowered her head: "Yes. But..."

Wen Huaiyu didn't give her a chance to speak: "So, you decided that Ji Yirou entered the crew through some special means, and you hate her. This time, if you have the opportunity, you secretly feared the photo of her and Zhou Mingyang, and then posted it To the reporters, those sailors—”

She paused, and a deep smile appeared on her plump, rosy lips: "You can say such dirty words, should I pack you into a gift box and give it to the middle-aged boss of the company?"

Yang Jingxi's legs were completely weak, she sat down on the ground, slumped, covered her face and started to cry: "It was, she was the one who stole my things... She even said a few words to Zhou Yingdi. She, it's all her!"

Wen Huaiyu gave her a cold look, pressed a button on the phone, and a man's voice rang out: "Mr. Wen, I can help clarify the casting of "The End of Mountains and Rivers". Your wife was originally selected because she is The most suitable role. I guarantee this with my character."

Yang Jingxi was stunned, and recognized that it was Zeng Wang's voice, she covered her face in disbelief, "No, I don't believe it, you are lying to me... No, no, I was wrong, please, please You, don't block me!"

Wen Huaiyu's patience ran out, and he glanced at Zhou Ran: "Take her out."

Soon, several bodyguards came in, regardless of the girl's crying, they forcefully dragged her up from the ground and took her away.

Wen Huaiyu looked down at his watch, and the time was just under one hour, which was exactly 5 o'clock.

Soon, the director and producer came in, brought the original original film, and restored the scene of the conversation between the two:

Yang Jingxi saw the ring on Ji Yirou's hand, jumped up and touched it: "This ring is beautiful, can you take it off and show it to me? I want to buy the same style too!"

Ji Yirou frowned slightly, avoided her hand, and said no: "My personal belongings. Besides, they are custom-made."

Yang Jingxi was unhappy: "Is it because you have money and I don't? Look down on people?"

Ji Yirou explained patiently: "My wedding ring. Only my wife can touch it. Sorry."

……

Afterwards, it was the part of purchasing supplies. I don't know how the program team edited it, but the final cut turned out to be Ji Yirou's indifference and arrogance, making the girl next door Yang Jing cry secretly.

Wen Huaiyu finished watching this video: "That's it, put it on the Internet."

The director said yes, but he couldn't help but think in his heart: In this way, the pure and lovely girl-next-door persona that Yang Jingxi painstakingly shaped has completely collapsed.

Ji Yirou just arrived a little late, heard voices outside, and didn't come in immediately. After waiting for a while, she first saw Yang Jingxi being dragged out, and then the director and producer came out, and they both smiled flatteringly at her After a moment, Wen Huaiyu came out of the room.

She smiled: "I'm fine, I haven't been bullied."

Wen Huaiyu didn't care: "I said I was bullied, so I was bullied."

She didn't like it being said about her wife, in such vicious terms, in such a vicious way, that her wife had something to do with other men--it was too much for her to bear.

Ji Yirou took her hand: "Okay, Mr. Wen, thanks to you, I gained 200 million more fans within an hour, and this is a real traffic star."

Wen Huaiyu smiled and hooked her finger: "It's good. If you don't want to, if you want to, the number of fans can exceed [-] million tonight."

Ji Yirou pushed the wheelchair and walked out together with her: "I don't want it. I don't want hundreds of millions of people to like it."

All she wants is a person's sincerity.

Wen Huaiyu understood what she was saying, and the corners of his eyes and brows slightly curved: "Are you going back with me now, or do you want to stay in the program group and continue filming?"

Ji Yirou thought for a while: "It's better to keep it. You have sponsored it, and I definitely can't let your money go to waste. It's just... are you in such a hurry to go back?"

Wen Huaiyu said that he was not in a hurry, but Zhou Ran coughed lightly from the side: "Mr. Wen, the chairman just called and told you to go back today."

"When did it hit?"

"Just now, when you were talking to someone else."

Wen Huaiyu remembered that when she slammed the photo on Yang Jingxi's face just now, she seemed to have heard a knock on the door.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and said that she knew, there was no further delay, and she had to go back quickly - because Grandpa must have something important to look for her.

Back at the hotel, Ji Yirou helped her pack her luggage and folded her scarf in: "Wear it for you, okay?"

Wen Huaiyu hummed, and suddenly remembered that the clothes she was wearing inside were still Ji Yirou's, sweater, pants... She blushed: "That... Do you want to return the clothes to you?"

Ji Yirou understood what she was saying, so she leaned close to her ear and said no need: "You put it back on. When I get home, you can give it to me."

Wen Huaiyu's cheeks were hot, and he murmured vaguely. He wanted to take a step back, but Ji Yirou held him down: "You're leaving...you don't have anything to say to me?"

"Ok?"

"Didn't you say that you want to hold me wild on your head?"

This sentence was typed up by Wen Huaiyu himself. As soon as she said it, she blushed and admitted: "Well. What do you want?"

Ji Yirou's eyes were full of moving starlight, and her tone was so gentle that it was almost bewitching: "Whatever I want, will you agree to it?"

Wen Huaiyu had no resistance to her tone, and hummed softly: "I agree. As long as it's what you want. Hold you on my head...I can try."

Ji Yirou smiled, her eyebrows like mountains and moons grew longer: "It's not necessary to hold me on top of you - in the future, I will be on top. You agree, and you agree."

Wen Huaiyu: "..."

No!She has amnesia!

She didn't say anything just now!

She still has a dream of being a gong! ! !