deliberate kiss

Chapter 403 Selfish Love
"Cheng Dao, I understand what you mean, but." The manager sighed, and said: "To tell you the truth, Ting Xu and I have no disagreements as rumored in the outside world. It's just her business, which is out of my control."

"It's not your business?" Cheng Weiyue was stunned for a moment, and asked in puzzlement, "May I ask why?"

"Ting Xu's identity is quite special, and I don't know the details, but she is an artist that the company's senior management directly specified to manage. A few months ago, the upper management issued an order to stop all the work of Ting Xu.

"The agent's expression was apologetic: "Director Cheng, I have read your script, and it is indeed very good, but unfortunately, I can't be the master of listening to Xu." "

Cheng Weiyue almost understood that this was indeed beyond her expectation.

She stirred the coffee in front of her for a long time, put down the spoon in her hand, and took a step back: "Then can you give me her contact information? Don't worry, I will contact her myself and will not involve you. I just saw Come out, in fact, you still really want Tingxu to get a good development, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have met me this time."

There was a bit of hesitation on the manager's face: "Cheng Dao, why don't you contact Tingxu yourself? But I haven't contacted her for a long time."

"I will find a way." Cheng Weiyue looked at the manager with a sincere expression: "Please give me and Ting Xu a chance."

The manager didn't know what he was thinking, and the expression on his face changed several times.

In the end, her complexion became firm, with the taste of being desperate: "Okay, give me the contact information."

North City, Suburban Hut.

Meng Tingxu was sitting by the fireplace, the rocking chair rocked her loosely, she was in it, her face was drowsy and sleepy.

Qin He came out of the kitchen beside him, with hot noodles in his hands.

"Xuxu, you can't stop eating if you're angry with me, shall we have something?"

His voice was very gentle, his eyes were slightly squinted, and the tear mole under his peach blossom eyes was like a dream.

What a bewitching face.

Meng Tingxu turned over, and the quilt fell off, revealing a beautiful white cheongsam with pinched waist.

She didn't look at Qin He, but said in a calm voice, "Did you come back from M state last night?"

"I came back as soon as I was busy. I miss you very much." Qin He hugged her a little tighter, his tone was affectionate: "Xu Xu, don't talk to me like that, I will be sad."

"I should be the one who should be sad, right?" Meng Tingxu sneered lightly as if he heard something funny, "Qin He, who are you pretending to be?"

Qin He put the noodles aside, he lowered his eyebrows and eyes, the light from the crystal lamp fell on his face, scattering scattered light spots, making him a bit more vulnerable.

"I didn't pretend, I'm really sad." Qin He sighed: "It's my fault for lying to you that we are married, but two years have passed, Xuxu, I have apologized to you many times, why are you still Don't give up? Let's live a good life just like before, can't we?"

Meng Tingxu's breathing was unsteady, and her back was undulating, trying her best to control the out-of-control emotions.

After a long time, she stood up indifferently, and walked inside without looking back.

Just before he took two steps, he was hugged tightly from behind.

"Where are you going?" Qin He's voice was paranoid: "Xu Xu, be good, don't keep talking, don't make me worry about you."

Meng Tingxu saw his hands clasped around his waist, with distinct meridians, cold white complexion without any blemishes, like a perfect work of art.

"I don't even have the freedom to sleep and rest now? Or, you have to tie me to you with a rope so that you can feel at ease?"

Her undisguised venting of dissatisfaction finally made the man close his eyes in pain.

His breathing gradually became unsteady, "I didn't mean that."

"Then give me back my phone." Meng Tingxu said coldly, "If you don't mean that, then give me back my phone."

"What do you want a mobile phone for?" Qin He tried to refuse. He kissed the end of her hair with an obsessive look on his face: "I'll bring Xuxu whatever Xuxu wants. You don't need a mobile phone at all."

"I want to contact my agent, I want to work!" Meng Tingxu's tone became more serious: "Qin He, you can't be too selfish, you can't make me feel like a piece of wood, listen to you in everything, lose myself, just stay with you!"

Meng Tingxu couldn't see the expression on Qin He's face at this moment, so he didn't know what kind of dark and paranoid light flashed in his eyes.

He hooked his lips and smiled, and said in a light voice: "Okay, then I will return the phone to you."

The group had already greeted her, and there would be no blind people who would dare to disturb her now.

Qin He thought, it would be better to let Meng Tingxu get her mobile phone, so that she can give up her mind and stop entangled in irrelevant things with herself.

"Are you serious?" Probably because he promised too happily, Meng Tingxu turned his face away, mixed with surprise and doubt.

"Really," Qin He kissed her eyebrows, very tenderly: "Before I was just afraid that I would go on a business trip to Continent M, and you would think wildly if you ran out alone, but now that I'm back, of course you can do everything you want Ting Xu, I will not imprison you, let alone restrain you."

How could Meng Tingxu find even the slightest mistake in Qin He's seamless rhetoric.

His words were so perfect that one had to believe them.

"Do you really think so?"

"of course."

Qin He said with a smile.

And everything that followed was within Qin He's expectation.

No jobs, no schedules.

He held Meng Tingxu in his arms, put his chin on her shoulder, looked at the disappointment on her face, and coaxed: "Does Xuxu want to work? Can I arrange it for you? How about shooting magazines? Do you like it?" Which one, I will contact you."

In the two years since Meng Tingxu's debut, her resources have always been unmatched.

Obviously there is no work that can be sold, but all kinds of high-end endorsements are endless, and she seems to be the real darling of the fashion industry.

Qin He put a lot of effort into building her crown, but with a vague selfishness, he held the most precious gem in his hands and refused to give it to her.

Meng Tingxu lowered his eyes and said nothing, as if he didn't hear Qin He's question.

The latter is not angry, and has an extremely conniving attitude: "If Xu Xu doesn't know, you can think about it. In a few days, I will get busy with the things at hand, and I will accompany you to shoot magazines, okay?"

It's like coaxing a child.

Qin He used the method of giving a slap and a candy very well.

At this moment, the sudden ringing of the bell broke the dead silence between the two.

It was an unfamiliar number from Jingcheng.

(End of this chapter)