The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

Chapter 93 Your Highness, Offended
All the eyes of the table were focused on Ming Qi.

"Feng Hibiscus?"

Someone asked back in disbelief.

The person called "Young Master Feng" by the hotel manager, the whole Tabei can only think of that person.

In Tabei City, you don't need to know Song Nanfei, but you must know Feng Jin.

The only son and only grandson of the top wealthy family in Tabei.

Since he was a child, he has been rampant in the streets of Tabei, a demon king who is not afraid of anything.

The reputation of that year really resounded through the streets and alleys.

Even now they are active on Weibo, and many people have heard of their names for a long time.

When did Ming Qi get involved with Feng Jin?!
What is between them?!
What is Ming Qi's identity to make Feng Jin so proactive to please her?!
Amidst the shocked stares, Ming Qi calmly nodded to the general manager: "Understood."

Then the general manager stepped back.

Ming Qi and Jiang Chengqi looked at each other, and there was a little doubt and inquiry in each other's eyes.

Jiang Chengqi suddenly asked: "Feng Jin? Is it the young master from the Feng family in Tabei?"

"Oh yes." Xu Jing replied, also surprised.

He has known for a long time that Ming Qi's status is not simple, but he did not expect to be associated with the top giants in the north of the tower.

But considering that the girl raising her hand is an ancient cultural relic, it is not too surprising or even reasonable.

Jiang Chengqi's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He changed the subject, drew everyone's attention, and said half-jokingly: "Then it seems that I have no chance for today's treat."

The assistant directors next to him hurriedly said no.

Xu Jing jokingly said, "What's the matter, come and invite me to the next celebration banquet!"

Everyone smiled and said yes.

Xu Jing's TV series are all talking about "explosive" just from the cast.

Jiang Chengqi also smiled and nodded.

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After the wrap-up banquet, Ming Qi and Yu Xiangdi came out together.

Yu Xiangdi sent Ming Qi into the car, and Ming Qi took her hand and said with a smile, "Ah Di, come back to Ming's house with me tonight?"

She winked at Yu Xiangdi, and whispered in her ear: "A few days ago someone gave me a few bottles of good wine, and I hid them in my room so Mingjue didn't find out."

Under the dim light, Ming Qi's face was pink.

Yu Xiangdi pinched her face, unmoved: "Still drinking and drinking, isn't it enough to be toasted tonight?"

"If Mingjue finds out, he'll have to talk about it again."

"Alright then." Seeing her refusal, Ming Qi retracted his head regretfully: "Then I'll go back first."

"it is good."

Yu Xiangdi stood where he was, watching Ming Qi's vehicle drive into the distance.

After nine o'clock, the night was already deep, and the air was chilly.

After a while, there was a burst of warmth behind him.

The man's breath was hot, he put his arms around her, leaned over her ear and whispered with a smile: "Xiaodi."

Yu Xiangdi was stiff.

Sensing her discomfort, the man chuckled: "Xiao Di, you're still so sensitive."

The warm breath rushed to the ear, spread along the pinna to the limbs and bones, but it was getting colder and colder, and the blood in the whole body was frozen.

Yu Xiangdi's expression was stiff, the corners of his lips trembling: "Jiang, Cheng, Qi."

"it's me."

The man didn't seem to hear the coldness in her voice, and he kneaded Yu Xiangdi's earlobe intimately with one hand: "Xiao Di, you are not good."

"I told you a long time ago, don't try to escape from me. Look, do you think I can't do anything if you escape to the north of the tower?" He sighed in her ear: "In fact, you have always been in my hands Room."

Yu Xiangdi's face turned pale, he broke free from the man's shackles, and stared back at him: "Get lost!"

Yu Xiangdi stared at him, his eyes were red, and he almost broke down: "You are satisfied now!"

"I didn't get rid of your shackles, are you satisfied?!"

She had sharp barbs all over her body.

The man smiled indifferently, the hand that was originally kneading the earlobe was hanging in the air, he inserted it into his trouser pocket and comforted her: "Xiaodi, don't be so excited, I just want to see how you are doing today."

"Look, I'm giving you a chance to relax. In the past few months, I haven't shown up on purpose."

... Then when she thought her life was gradually getting back on track, she showed her ferocious claws and ruthlessly pierced her dream.

Yu Xiangdi was almost hysterical: "Jiang Chengqi, I beg you, please, let me go!"

"Let me go! Give me a normal life! Since I'm not the one you're looking for, why don't you let me go!"

"I just want to be an ordinary person! Why are you doing this to me! Jiang Chengqi, I beg you..."

Yu Xiangdi's voice was full of desperate crying, revealing the deep tiredness that came from her bones, she slowly squatted down, hugged her head and curled up: "Let me go..."

The man stood beside her, letting her cry, scream, and hysterical.

He bent down and hugged Yu Xiangdi, helplessly and dotingly: "Xiaodi, even if you are not the one I want...you will always be my property."

He sighed softly, as if teaching an ignorant child: "How can I give up what I already have."

Yu Xiangdi suddenly lost the ability to resist.

She knew that she couldn't get rid of this person at all.

She has already lost the ability to fight against him instinctively.

he is a devil...

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the other side,
Ming Qi returned to the side building of Ming's house.

After entering the room, she didn't see a familiar figure on the sofa, and she was slightly taken aback.

The housekeeper explained at the right time: "Mr. Ming Qingyun left at noon today. We didn't notice him when he left, and we don't know where he went."

Only then did Ming Qi recall Ming Jue's words at that time.

She said, "Got it."

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol that she was a little excited today.

She obediently went to the bedroom first, and lay down on the bed after washing.

After all the servants had left, she sat up from the bed, opened the side door and went to the study next door.

Ming Qi skillfully took out a bottle of red wine from the drawer.

This was sent by Fang Wenning after she showed her favor. She probably really worked hard to study her preferences, and the things she sent were indeed in line with her wishes.

Ming Qi pulled out the cork on it, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, the scent was pure and fragrant.

She slowly poured the red wine into the glass, held it up to look at it under the light, and then tasted it carefully.

The night was dark, and Ming Qi sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, facing the empty night, drinking slowly alone.

I do not know how long it has been.

The lights in the side building of the Ming House gradually dimmed, and the night enveloped the surrounding area.

The space is distorted, and the waves are layered.

Ming Qingyun's figure gradually became clear.

He paused suddenly.

The fragrance of the whole room fills the tip of the nose, and one sniff seems to be drunk.

The night was not very clear, but Ming Qingyun still caught the person in the wheelchair by the window.

"Your Highness?"

Ming Qingyun's voice was very soft.

The room was silent.

He walked over slowly.

The girl was nestled in the wheelchair, breathing gently and shallowly, and fell into a deep sleep.

Through the dark night, Ming Qingyun could see the fine fluff on the girl's face.

White as porcelain, delicate and perfect.

Ming Qingyun rarely hesitated.

It was already late at night, the servants were already asleep, Ji Shu had also left, and His Highness could not be allowed to sleep here like this.

After a long time, he bent down and whispered, "Your Highness, I offended you."

Ming Qingyun looked calm and hugged the girl.

His movements are very slow, his hands are steady, and every step is cautious, like treating top-grade porcelain.

Ming Qi was held in his chest, and Ming Qingyun walked slowly to the bedroom.

Ming Qingyun's body was warm, and Ming Qi, who was hugged by him, felt the heat source, and subconsciously leaned in front of him.

Ming Qingyun froze suddenly.

The girl's breath swept across the neck, and the soft touch was close to the skin of the neck.

It was hot to the touch, causing his heart to throb and contract suddenly.

Ming Qingyun's hands were shaking.

　I'm sorry for this chapter, Sister Di (put your palms together)

　　The foreshadowing about her has actually been laid long ago (Chapter 58, she suddenly entered the drama too deep and her state is wrong...)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)