Play Nice

Chapter 178: 178
Chen Yedu got up and went to take medicine.

There was noise in the makeshift lounge, and Chen Yedu was too lazy to care. Wherever there were actresses, there was war. He didn't take it at all.

His spacious babysitter was parked beside him, and he pulled the door open.

Assistant Kong Sheng was in the car, only Kong Sheng was there.

"What about people?"

Kong Sheng was stunned: "Who?"

The back of the chair was adjusted very low, Chen Yedu was half-lying, his eyelids lifted leisurely.There is always a gloomy layer of ink in his eyes, his face is seriously ill, and his anger is also serious. He is very depressed, but not the kind of harmless depression, the kind of people who don't want to live but want to die with others decadent.

Kong Sheng was sometimes very afraid of Chen Yedu, and felt that he was very similar to the pervert in the hard-mouthed anime he had watched.

Kong Sheng's brain responded quickly: "Qin Xiang?"

Chen Yedu didn't speak, but Kong Sheng understood and explained, "The soup she brought is cold, so let's heat it up."

After waiting for ten minutes, no one came.

Kong Sheng said that her soup was spilled on Ji Liaoliao's skirt, and Ji Liaoliao was losing her temper in the lounge.

Ji Liaoliao was sitting on a chair, and her assistant was squatting on the ground to wipe her skirt.

She was wrapped in an expensive cape, her eye makeup was exquisite, her eyelashes were raised, and she looked proudly at Qin Xiang who was standing in front of her.

"This skirt is sponsored by the brand. How can I wear it now that it is so dirty?"

Qin Xiang still had the soup in her hand, half of it had been spilled. Her hands were red from the heat, and she lowered her head and said, "I will pay you."

Ji Liaoliao tugged at the hem of her skirt impatiently, and the assistant who was holding the skirt stumbled a bit, and her knees fell to the ground.

Ji Liaoliao looked over coldly.

The assistant immediately got up and stood aside.

"You can afford it?" Ji Liaoliao stood up and walked in front of Qin Xiang, "Don't tell me about instalments, this is not a matter of losing money, I have to attend the event later, and I don't have time to re-model. ."

Qin Xiang opened his mouth and held it back, without defending himself.

"Now," Miss Ji said arrogantly, "you can either go to the brand and borrow me an identical skirt, or get me out of the crew."

It was the second time that Ji Liaoliao saw Qin Xiang, and the last time was on the weekend.

Qin Xiang only comes over on weekends. She said that she came to work part-time. Someone had seen the armband in her bag. It was the armband of a funeral home. She was a person in the funeral industry.

Ji Liaoliao looked unhappy at her.

Everyone present knew that Miss Ji was using the topic to play, but because of her identity, no one dared to speak up.

Oh, except for one person.

"Director Chen." The field manager said.

Ji Liaoliao and Qin Xiang turned their heads at the same time.

Before Chen Yedu came in, he stood at the door, leaned against the door, opened his thin lips slightly, and threw two words faintly: "Come here."

No one knew who Chen Yedu was calling.

Ji Liaoliao brushed her skirt and stepped forward: "Director Chen."

Not long after Ji Liaoliao joined the group, she was a related household, and Vatican came in. Because she didn't play a very important role, Chen Yedu didn't ask any questions, and handed it over to the assistant director to arrange.

"I didn't call you." Chen Yedu looked at Qin Xiang, "Come here."

Qin Xiang also walked over with the bowl of soup that had been spilled in half.

Chen Yedu glanced at her hand: "Did you bump into her?"

She shook her head and raised her face: "She hit me."

Ji Liaoliao immediately retorted: "So many people have seen it, you are still quibbling!"

It doesn't matter if you see it or not, no one will speak for a powerless "part-time assistant", let alone offend Vatican's eldest lady for her.

"Which brand sponsored the clothes?" Chen Yedu asked.

In fact, Ji Liaoliao doesn't care about a dress at all, she cares about face, she said the name of the brand.

Chen Yedu called someone he knew.

"The skirt is borrowed for you, you can go." He hung up the phone, "You don't have to come here later."

Ji Liaoliao was stunned, unbelievable.

"Director Chen," the assistant director came over and reminded Chen Yedu in a low voice, "She is President Ji's younger sister."

Chen Yedu naturally knew it, but it was not that he had never seen it before.

"so what?"

The assistant director hesitated: "Ji is always one of the investors."

Vatican has a lot of money, and Ji Panxi is very fond of Ji Liaoliao, his sister.

The assistant director was thinking about the movie, but for a moment he forgot that Chen Yedu was not only the director, but also the young master of the Chen family in the imperial capital, the one with the worst temper in the circle.

He lifted his eyelids and his face became cold: "Then you can ask Ji Panxi if he wants to withdraw his capital."

The assistant director was suddenly sweaty.

The angry Director Chen was like the muzzle of a gun. No one dared to hit the muzzle. The assistant director wanted to pull his mouth up like a zipper.

Chen Yedu took Qin Xiang back to the nanny's car, and he didn't ask to take him. He walked in front of him angrily, and Qin Xiang followed silently.

Kong Sheng was still in the car.

After Chen Yedu entered: "Go down."

Kong Sheng glanced at Qin Xiang secretly: "Oh."

Director Chen is going to lose his temper.

Kong Sheng slipped out of the car and was about to close the door when Chen Yedu slammed the door with a loud bang.

Kong Sheng touched his nose and almost bumped into it.

The door was closed, Chen Yedu lay down on the seat, raised a pair of beautiful eyes, and looked at Qin Xiang coolly.

She was still carrying soup, in a plastic bowl: "I'm already hot, you can drink it after you finish the medicine."

Chen Yedu didn't answer, and looked at her hand faintly, with a fire in his eyes.

Qin Xiang thought he was dirty, so he took out the paper and wiped the lid of the plastic soup bowl clean: "It's not dirty, the soup is clean."

Chen Yedu took the bowl and threw it directly from the car window, with a depressed handsome face, and his tone of voice was fierce and ruthless.

"Are you stupid, when someone scolds you, you just stand stupid and let her scold?"

She was always like that, always tenacious, always compromising, and she would swallow her broken teeth, looking like she could endure anything: "I don't want to cause you trouble."

Chen Yedu's eyes were hot, and he could not wait to stare at her.

She went to the armbox to get the medicine: "You need to take this medicine an hour before lunch, you should take it first—"

Chen Yedu didn't finish listening: "Get out."

She turned her back to him, her body trembled slightly, her hands continued, she poured the pills into the lid, mixed a glass of warm water, opened the door, and got out of the car.

boom!
The car door was slammed down by Chen Yedu again.

Kong Sheng was startled by the loud noise, and when he saw Qin Xiang get out of the car, he felt sympathetic: "You were kicked out again?"

Qin Xiang nodded and smiled bitterly: "I'm going back to Huacheng first, please take care of him a little more."

"Don't worry." After all, he was paid.

Qin Xiang left.

Kong Sheng just got into the car.

Chen Zuzong reclined on the seat and looked at the medicine jar on the armrest box without raising his eyes: "She's gone?"

Kong Sheng hummed twice: "Let's go."

Kong Sheng felt that Qin Xiang was pitiful, and was tortured by his ancestor Chen Yedu every week.

"You go down."

Kong Sheng: "Huh?"

Chen Yedu turned over, turned his back, and said, "Take her to the hospital"

Qin Xiang's hand was scalded.

Kong Sheng: "Oh."

Chen Zuzong is really strange. He tortures other girls himself, but does not let others torture them.

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　　good night, see you tomorrow
　　
　
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