Blame me for being too deep into the play

Chapter 2 Don't Be Passionate

An Chuyu changed the skirt she wore during the catwalk, put on her own clothes, put on the sunglasses, mask and fisherman hat, and after disguising, she followed Xi Zheng out of the show, and got into a black business car parked by the side of the road.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

It was still raining outside, the air was damp and cold, and An Chuyu's little patience was exhausted.

Xi Zheng stared at this strangely dressed woman, unable to figure out why she had agreed to marry her in the first place: "Didn't you say you don't know me?"

An Chuyu took off his sunglasses and mask, looked at the man in front of him, and said truthfully, "I just... suddenly remembered."

Xi Zheng's heart became even more congested.

Her words indirectly confirmed the fact that she didn't pretend to be unfamiliar with him in front of outsiders on purpose, she really didn't remember who he was.

Xi Zheng coughed lightly, and talked to her about the business.

Xu Ye, who was sitting in the driver's seat, went from bewildered to shocked. The conversation between Mr. Xi and An Chuyu became more and more strange, as if they were familiar and unfamiliar.

Soon, he knew why.

An Chuyu held up a palm to stop Xi Zheng from further explanation: "I understand, you want me to accompany you to Mrs. Madeleine's birthday party as a wife?"

Xi Zheng: "That's right."

The expression on An Chuyu's face already indicated that she would politely refuse in the future. Xi Zheng hurriedly said before she could speak: "I remember we made an agreement at the beginning. If one party needs it, the other party will cooperate as appropriate."

For example, an occasion where the parents of both parties require the two to attend.Fortunately, so far, the elders of both parties have been very understanding, allowing the two to live their own lives without interfering in their affairs.

An Chuyu swallowed back the words he was about to say, and nodded slightly.

Xi Zheng couldn't believe that she was persuaded so easily by herself: "You agreed?"

An Chuyu: "You promise me that there will be no media at the scene."

"I promise."

"When will it be over?"

Xi Zheng glanced at his watch: "There are almost two hours left."

An Chuyu had no other questions, so he took out his mobile phone from his bag and called Zhu Cuixi.

Zhu Cuixi waited and waited until An Chuyu was nowhere to be seen. The people in the show left one after another. She was going crazy, and finally waited for An Chuyu's call: "Sister, where are you?"

An Chuyu said his location, and added an extra sentence: "Get me a dress here."

The brand gave her two skirts, and she handed them over to Zhu Tracy, who knew where to put them.

After she finished calling, Xi Zheng said, "Thank you."

An Chuyu didn't respond, put away the phone and put it back in the bag, put a bracelet on his chest and hugged his arm, leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest.From the rehearsal to the formal catwalk, she has been busy for most of the day and has no energy to think about other things.

After waiting for nearly a quarter of an hour, Zhu Cuixi held an umbrella and held a dress wrapped in a dust bag in her arms, leaned on the car window and peeked in, not sure if An Chuyu was inside.

When An Chuyu heard the movement, she pushed open the car door, and Zhu Cuixi took a step back in shock: "Sister, you want a dress..."

Before the words "what are you doing?" Zhu Cuixi saw the man sitting next to An Chuyu, and her eyes widened: "Why is he here?"

An Chuyu sat in the car and didn't get off. He took the dress from her, ignored her question, and said, "Arrange the rest of the time yourself. When you've had enough fun, go back to the hotel to meet Sister Qiang. I'll be there later."

Zhu Tracy pointed at Xi Zheng unwillingly: "Who is he?"

An Chuyu put a finger on Zhu Cuixi's forehead, pushed her curious head away, closed the car door, and turned to look at Xi Zheng.

Xi Zheng understood, said "Please go ahead", took an umbrella and got out of the car.

Xu Ye didn't react, and was reminded by Xi Zheng coughing: "Come down."

Xu Ye got out of the car in a frenzied manner, unable to calm down after a long time of shocking emotions.

An Chuyu lowered the fender, drew the curtains of the windows on both sides, and changed his clothes in the completely enclosed compartment.

With the sound of rain, Xi Zheng turned his back to the car and put one hand into the pocket of his trousers. Xu Ye took the black umbrella in his hand and raised it to cover the heads of the two of them.

"President Xi, An Chuyu... is she your wife?" Although Xu Ye already had a clear answer in his heart, he still couldn't believe it when he said it.

Xi Zheng said, "I told you an hour ago."

Xu Ye said excitedly: "I misunderstood! I thought you meant that you were An Chuyu's wife fan."

Xi Zheng was silent for a moment, looking at the rain outside the umbrella and said in a low voice, "Xu Zhu, your ability to understand makes me doubt your ability in other areas."

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An Chuyu changed her clothes, knocked on the car window, and Xi Zheng returned to the car.

She removed the long hair that was coiled up, and smoothed it out with her hands, as if the person next to her didn't exist, she poured out a bunch of bottles and jars of cosmetics from her bag, began to remove makeup, and then reapplied makeup.

Only when the car started, he raised his eyelids and looked forward, said: "Slow down, I want to put on makeup."

The catwalk makeup on An Chuyu's face is not suitable for attending other people's birthday parties.

Xu Ye silently slowed down the car.

An Chuyu tied up his hair with a furry shark clip, and painted his eyebrows with powder in front of the palm-sized mirror.She was skillful, and under Xi Zheng's watchful eye, she methodically completed a fresh and elegant makeup.

"You'd better tell me what Mrs. Madeleine likes in advance. Since you want to please her, you must have something to talk to her about." An Chuyu tidied up her things, without looking at Xi Zheng, with a look on her face. A businesslike tone.

Xi Zheng took a second look at the eyeshadow with glitter on her eyelids: "She is your loyal fan, and the idol appears in front of me. I think she is very satisfied no matter what topic to talk about."

An Chuyu was complimented, and his attitude softened: "Is your cooperation very important?"

It was rare that she was willing to ask one more question, so Xi Zheng didn't hide it from her and explained the situation to her carefully.

Yamin, a newly developed subsidiary of Yueting, focuses on decoration and interior design. Medellen wants to build a Chinese garden-style resort and wants to cooperate with a Chinese team. Many people are staring at this piece of fat.

Yamin was established not long ago, and winning this cooperation is crucial to future development and word of mouth.

An Chuyu never likes to bother to understand things in the mall, he only knows that cooperation is really important, otherwise Xi Zheng wouldn't come over in person.

Xi Zheng was afraid that she would be under pressure, so she said to her: "You only need to be with Madron's wife, and you don't need to do anything else, I will take care of it."

An Chuyu: "You think too much, I didn't plan to ask you about it."

Xi Zheng was speechless.

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The commercial vehicle drove slowly into a private manor. On a rainy night at the end of November, the temperature was very low, and strands of coolness penetrated into the crevices of human bones.

An Chuyu sneezed when she got out of the car, Xi Zheng took off her suit jacket in a gentlemanly manner and put it on her shoulders.

The two were led to the banquet hall by the servants of the manor, and Madeleine and his wife stood at the door to welcome the distinguished guests from afar.

Mrs. Madeleine first noticed the woman holding the kite's arm, and covered her mouth with her hand in surprise to prevent herself from screaming and frightening the idol.

An Chuyu let go of Xi Zheng's hand, stepped forward to hug Mrs. Madeleine, and wished her a happy birthday.

Xi Zheng raised his eyebrows, he didn't know that his wife could speak fluent French.He was still worried in the car and didn't provide her with a separate interpreter.Because he had heard that Mrs. Madeleine didn't speak English very well.

After Xi Zheng greeted Madron, the two women had already chatted happily, from movies to tonight's fashion show, to perfumes and skin care products.

Mrs. Madeleine also took An Chuyu to introduce her to her friends, and asked them to help take some group photos.

Xu Ye, who was following Xi Zheng, could understand French, which is why he was always brought here on business trips.Hearing that An Chuyu socialized with ease, he felt that the cooperation tonight was stable.

Outsiders know that Madron has a deep relationship with his wife, and if he can make his wife happy, the odds of winning are naturally greater than others.

"Are you really Mr. Xi's wife?" Mrs. Madeleine asked An Chuyu curiously while admiring the freshly released group photo.

Several of An Chuyu's films have been screened abroad. Mrs. Madeleine likes her very much. She has watched all of the films that were screened. She has also searched and watched her other films on the Internet, but she doesn't know much about her private life.

The guests at the scene were all relatives and friends of Madron. As Xi Zheng said, without any media, An Chuyu generously admitted his relationship with Xi Zheng.

Mrs. Madeleine shook her head: "I didn't even know you were married."

An Chuyu didn't need to say anything about the reason for the marriage, and he couldn't explain clearly in a few words: "I hope you can keep it a secret for us, we don't plan to make it public at the moment."

Of course, Mrs. Madeleine would fulfill the idol's request, and she made an "OK" gesture to her.

An Chuyu held a glass of champagne in his hand, and looked around. Xi Zheng was racing against time to talk to Madeleine.With him as the center of the circle, the surrounding aura becomes different.

Xi Zheng seemed to have sensed something, when she looked at him, he just turned his head to meet her gaze.

Looking at each other, An Chuyu took a sip of champagne expressionlessly.

At the end of the dinner, Mrs. Madeleine had a good chat with An Chuyu, and she didn't want her to leave so soon. After learning that she had no other work to do tonight, she stayed at home for one night as a token of gratitude.

An Chuyu declined.

Mrs. Madeleine said: "I don't know when we will meet next time. You can come to celebrate my birthday. This birthday has a different meaning. I want to entertain you alone. Besides, my husband and Mr. Xi are still working. We can continue to talk about movies. Will your new movie be released in France?"

Mrs. Madeleine is very enthusiastic, but An Chuyu's kindness is hard to deny, but she cannot decide this kind of thing alone.

She found Xi Zheng and asked him if he was done chatting.

Xi Zheng thought she was in a hurry to leave, so she looked embarrassed, and after thinking about it for a while, she planned to ask Xu Ye to send her away first.An Chuyu said, "Mrs. Medland wants us to stay tonight."

Xi Zheng froze for a moment: "What do you mean?"

"If you haven't finished talking, we can stay one night before leaving." An Chuyu said, "I have a flight back home tomorrow afternoon, and there is no other announcement for now."

Xi Zheng smiled: "Then thank you, Ma'am, for your understanding."

An Chuyu resisted the urge to roll her eyes: "It's because I met Mrs. Madeleine so late. She has unique insights into the movies I act in. It's rare to meet a sincere fan. I cherish it. It has nothing to do with you, don't pretend passionate."

Xi Zheng touched her nose and gave her a look of surrender.

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When the twelve o'clock bell struck, An Chuyu and Mrs. Madeleine said goodbye in the corridor, turned and walked into the guest room.

The lights in the room were turned on, and the layout of the place could be seen at a glance. When she walked to the bed, her tired brain was half awake.

Mrs. Madeleine thought that she and Xi Zheng were a real couple, so she only prepared one room with only one set of bedding, and she even lit an aromatherapy lamp on the wooden cabinet beside the bed to adjust the atmosphere.

The warm fragrance of roses spread around, An Chuyu touched her forehead, and she regretted agreeing to stay overnight.

Xi Zheng is not here, probably the conversation with Madron is not over yet.

An Chuyu went into the bathroom and took a hot shower, fell on the bed, closed his eyes and took a nap, planning to discuss it after Xi Zheng came back and let him spend the night on the floor.

She stepped on high heels all day, and continued for a few hours in a state of high concentration. At this moment, she was exhausted physically and mentally, and fell asleep not long after.

When Xi Zheng came in, what she saw was An Chuyu lying on the bed in a nightgown, with two white feet hanging in the air beside the bed.

He walked over with light steps, picked her up and moved her up, and pulled the quilt to cover her.She couldn't wake up after all these actions, so she was extremely sleepy.

Xi Zheng took a deep breath and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When An Chuyu woke up, he didn't know what time it was, his mouth was dry, and he reached out to turn on the light, but he felt a warm chest.She was stunned, her brain was in a daze, and she couldn't react to what was going on right now.

　Hehehehehehehehe, I don't know why I giggled.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)