deliberate kiss

Meng Tingxu looked at Cheng Weiyue with a smile: "Cheng Dao, do you miss me day and night?"

Cheng Weiyue's skin is still relatively thin, and she glared at Lan Rong before saying: "It's our entire crew, and we are looking forward to your arrival."

Meng Tingxu's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and when he smiled, he was very touching, "I am also looking forward to meeting you. Speaking of which, the last time we met was in the suburbs of Jingcheng. I really didn't expect that after two years, we There is still a chance to meet again.”

It's always like this, it's surprising.

When the car started, Cheng Weiyue put a cup of hot tea into Meng Tingxu's hands: "Drink some hot tea first, let's have a good chat later."

And Lan Rong looked at the way Cheng Weiyue and Meng Tingxu looked at each other and smiled, and asked curiously: "By the way, where is Li Qi? Why was there no sound at all this morning?"

"He went to negotiate with the producer," Cheng Weiyue said here, looked at Meng Tingxu, and explained: "Li Qi is my master after entering the industry, and also the assistant director of this "Walking Behind the Fog". He has a relatively taciturn character, and he is not targeting anyone, so don't be scared when you see him."

Meng Tingxu smiled: "Director Cheng, I'm not so delicate, it's not like that."

"I'm sorry, the main reason is that you are too delicate." Cheng Weiyue also smiled: "When you said that, I remembered the way you packed up Huang Yan and left with your tail between your legs two years ago."

"Speaking of Huang Yan, I don't seem to have heard from her in the past two years." Lan Rong said casually.

And Meng Tingxu played with his onion-like fingers, and said in a calm voice: "She has already been banned by Qin He."

She said it very calmly, obviously it was not the first time she had encountered such a thing.

Cheng Weiyue and Lan Rong looked at each other, and they both read clearly from each other's eyes.

This Qin He is probably Meng Tingxu's real "agent"
On the plane, the stewardess is checking the seat belts of each passenger.

The environment of the first-class cabin is exceptionally quiet, it’s delicious to sleep with eyes closed, and even the sound of the former’s high heels hitting the ground can be heard clearly.

"Chairman, Qin He said that he has time to meet with you this afternoon."

Ye Cheng approached Zhao Hanchen with the tablet, and said in a low voice, "When do you plan to return to Jingcheng?"

Zhao Han's mind was filled with the image of Cheng Weiyue chatting with him calmly just now, his eyebrows twitched, and his chest was inexplicably constricted.

After a long silence, he said lightly, "I'll go back tonight."

Ye Cheng was surprised: "Would you like to take a day off?"

"No, if you want to rest, you can stay in Beicheng by yourself." Zhao Hanchen flatly refused.

How could Ye Cheng dare to stay in Beicheng alone? He laughed dryly and said dryly: "Chairman, then I will go back with you."

"Put down the visor, I want to rest."

"Yes"

Everything about the Zhao family is now in the hands of Zhao Hanshen. At a young age, he has already stood at the top in the eyes of the world.

But Ye Cheng knew that compared to the treacherous and treacherous Zhao family two years ago, with endless disputes and infighting, Zhao Hanshen's life today is even more difficult.

He seems to have gradually lost the ability to be happy, and today.
It must not be a comfortable day.

The plane left the ground, and in the dim space, no one saw the moisture in the corners of Zhao Hanshen's eyes.

A tear rolled across the corner of the eye and disappeared into the hairline.

Zhao Han dreamed of Cheng Weiyue.

Speaking of which, he hadn't dreamed of her for a long time.

So the dream deepened the hallucination little by little, and he was addicted to it, almost unwilling to wake up.

He saw Cheng Weiyue.

It was at the end of Cheng Cunzheng's retirement banquet, the guests had dispersed, and he and Cheng Cunzheng were sitting at the wine table, talking happily.

Cheng Weiyue walked over with a glass of fruit juice, her eyelids were lowered, but even the roots of her ears were red.

She walked to Cheng Cunzheng's side, and said softly, "Dad, don't drink so much, or Mom will be unhappy when she sees it."

"You child." Cheng Cunzheng smiled helplessly, and said, "Then you can intercede with your mother for me, can't you?"

"I'm not going to intercede for you," she said in a small but serious voice, "You should let your mother talk about you."

Cheng Cunzheng looked at Zhao Hanshen who was always smiling and said nothing, "I've spoiled this kid, he's not big or small."

Just now, the two had met once, so Zhao Han raised the corners of his lips with a bewitching smile: "Ningning's character is very cute."

He called her by her nickname, and his words were leisurely, vaguely revealing an indescribable tenderness.

As expected, he saw that Cheng Weiyue's red ears were even more red.

The little girl kept her head down, but at this moment she didn't know what to think of, and suddenly raised her head.

Her movements were too fast, Zhao Hanchen didn't react for a while, and the eyes of the two met for a moment.

"Mr. Zhao, I respect you." She squeezed the juice glass tightly, and the tip of her nose was sweating.

It's too cute, and it's too hard to hide things.

Girls' minds are graffiti on white paper, each stroke is extremely simple.

He was happy and tolerant, raised his glass and said, "Thank you, Miss Cheng."

He knows how shy she is.

After the show ended, Cheng Cun was sending him to the door, and the two chatted about some irrelevant gossip.

He casually glanced at the door from the corner of his eye, and saw Cheng Weiyue's white leather shoes and socks, as well as her straight and slender legs.

She hid at the door, not daring to come out to see herself.

At that time, Zhao Hanchen just laughed it off, and never imagined that he would fall into the hands of such a young girl.

He originally came here for the land in Tinglan Hutong. He is a businessman, thinking that everything can be compromised for the so-called interests.

But now, sitting on the flight to Beicheng, he did not hesitate to spend thousands of times more than before, just to get everything back on track.
Cheng Weiyue brought Mantianxing to Rainbow Media, Lin Miaoyu was pacing back and forth at the door of the office.

"Where did the evil wind come from? What kind of demons and ghosts are blown here?" Lan Rong said coolly, with sarcasm: "Lin Miaoyu, I really didn't mean you, why do you rush up every day to make people hate you? what?"

And Cheng Weiyue looked at her coldly, "What are you doing here? I have something to do today, so I don't have time to talk to you meaninglessly."

"Cheng Weiyue, I know you don't like me, but I don't like you either!" Lin Miaoyu took a deep breath and said, "I'll wait for you in the lounge, come and find me when you're done."

Cheng Weiyue didn't respond, but just dragged Meng Tingxu inside.

Lin Miaoyu stood at the door, looking at the door opened and closed in front of her, her face was extremely complicated.

Why would she do such a thankless thing!
But on second thought, she still gritted her teeth and walked into the lounge.

In the office, Li Qi looked up from the script and looked at the three of them.