The husband who agreed to marry suddenly became a clingy

Chapter 93

Shocked by his serious tone, Meng Anyu took another half step back and put his hands on the wall: "Director Jiang, I... about smoking... Actually..."

She falters and haws, and is always unable to organize her words well, and she is not as poor as she is now when facing tricky questions from reporters.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yu said: "I have a script in my hand, do you want to act it?"

"what?"

She was stunned.

Jiang Yu inspected her face: "Your state just now is very suitable for that role."

Meng Anyu's eyes widened, never expecting him to say this.

She thought...

Jiang Yu actually had this idea the first time he saw her.

If he had heard of Meng Anyu smoking before, he would definitely not be able to imagine that scene, and would even feel a sense of separation.

Just like the lotus grows in the soil, the birds are obsessed with the harmony of the sea.

But when he saw it with his own eyes, he found that the fusion was unexpected, and it was also unexpected... fascinating.

Yes, charming.

Her back was curvy and exquisite, and her white jade fingers flicked the cigarette butts from time to time. Even if she couldn't see the emotion between her brows, she inadvertently exuded a feeling of being isolated from the world, a lonely black rose.

Taste your own life indifferently, watching this terrible world like a bystander.

He always chooses roles in a single thought, "Huh? Do you want to act?"

Meng Anyu finally came to his senses: "Director Jiang, thank you for your kindness. Of course I am honored to cooperate with you again."

"Don't talk about the official words." He frowned, "The cooperation is for both parties, even if you don't want to, it won't affect your completion of this movie."

"I..." She twisted her fingers together: "Would you like to take a few steps back first, and then listen to me seriously replying to you."

Jiang Yu was silent, he didn't scold her for the first time, and retreated calmly.

Meng Anyu heaved a sigh of relief as the sense of unreasonable oppression suddenly subsided. Fortunately, the darkness concealed the uneasiness.

"Director Jiang, of course I am willing to cooperate with you, and you are serious, and the scripts you selected are all very good, and I believe in your vision." She closed her eyes: "But, in all honesty, I am not your company. Artists who have no personal relationship with each other, filming your scenes twice in a row...I'm afraid there will be scandals."

"Afraid of spreading scandals with me? Or are you afraid of being said that I have unspoken rules for you?"

"..." She touched her nose: "You don't have to be so straightforward."

"What should I say? Do you feel ashamed to be ruled by me?"

"..."

Meng Anyu's lips moved, and he muttered, "You really know how to chat."

"If you grow up like this, whoever you look at is someone else's profit, but I don't want to..." She raised her eyes and looked at him with clear eyes: "I don't want to be said that my hard work is due to your efforts." .”

He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out loud: "It's as if what you said is true, but it's not really lying to you. It's quite a long way to think."

She also realized that what she said just now was too ambiguous, and felt awkward after realizing it, "I didn't mean that either..."

"Okay, I see. Don't rush to refuse, think about it."

His eyes drifted in the empty black screen: "Meng Anyu, if you are good enough, you don't have to care about what others think, your strength will defeat all gossip."

"I am confident that I can lead you to make good dramas, and you also have a little confidence in yourself."
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There is heavy rain in June, named Zhuozhiyu.

Rainwater weaves a net between the sky and the earth, constantly washing away the black and green mountains.

It has been less than half a month since the last heavy rain.

Chen Xingsa didn't expect that in the middle of the return journey, he would be greeted by this pouring rain, and it was so fierce that it almost blocked the way forward.

When she decided to come back, she checked the weather forecast, thinking that she would be able to get home before it rained, but she didn't expect the weather to change suddenly. She heard that a typhoon was blowing from the north, and the dark clouds filled with rain were blown over.

Shengsheng was two hours ahead of schedule.

She was a little anxious and irritable, the wiper was tirelessly washing the front glass, and the sound of heavy rain seemed to hit her chest.

She understood Xu Qinggui's mood that day.

Before coming here, she had been depressed, but only after Qi Cheng did she realize that she was also eager to return.

I want to see him, I want to clarify the truth.

The mountain bike moved forward with difficulty on the rugged road, like a clumsy old cow humming its last strength.

Chen Xingsa turned on the phone to see if there was any signal, "How long will it take to enter the city?"

The driver brother replied: "There are still five kilometers."

It's very close, the roads in the city are easy to walk, even if the visibility is low, it is much better than now.

Chen Xingsa hesitated, and the balance in his heart was already inclined to get off the car, after all, the walking speed was much better than now.

Xiaoyu seemed to see what she was thinking, and stopped her: "Sister Sa, don't be impulsive, we are just going home, there is no urgent matter over there, and it doesn't matter if you are late."

She closed her eyes and calmed down again.

Yes, several days have passed since she knew the truth.

He certainly didn't want to see himself in such a mess.

Chen Xingsa looked forward, there was a car ahead, and they followed behind it, keeping a close distance.

Arrived at a tight road section, encountered a curve.

The driver brother frowned: "The car in front is about to sink, why are you still pressing the accelerator?"

He watched helplessly as the rear wheels slipped and the muddy water was thrown far away.

He rolled the window and shouted to the front: "The one in front! Don't slam on the accelerator!"

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Chen Xingsa's heart. This place happened to be a curve, and if a car came from the opposite side at this time, the consequences would be disastrous.

"It's raining so much he can't hear it."

Without saying a word, she pushed the car door, before the umbrella had time to open, those predictions came true.

boom!
A minivan turned around, completely unsuspecting, and crashed into the car!

Because of the slippery wheel on the left and the crazily running accelerator, at the moment of the collision, the car was directly knocked over.

The sound of crashing to the ground was even louder. Chen Xingsa watched the accident happen, and felt a chill in his heart.

"Call an ambulance!" She ran over with an umbrella, ignoring the mud under her feet.

The driver brother turned off the engine and hurriedly got out of the car with Xiaoyu.

The front of the cart was damaged, and the occupants of the cart got down with their heads covered, and it seemed that they were not seriously injured.

The heavy rain made it impossible to see the scene inside the car clearly. Chen Xingsa held an umbrella and wiped the glass with his hands to reveal the scene inside.

The driver was a young woman, her head tilted in an uncanny arc, and there was no one else but her.

She turned around and shouted: "Come and help! Drag the person out first!"

"The car looks like it's about to explode!"

She froze for a moment and looked back. The car was severely worn and rainwater soaked in, which probably caused a short circuit. The rear of the car seemed to have started to spontaneously ignite.

The heavy rain just now blurred the vision, and no one noticed.

Xiaoyu ran over, his face extremely embarrassed: "Sister Sa!"

The woman woke up and asked her for help with difficulty: "Help me..."

"Run! We can't be saved!"

Under such circumstances, most people would choose to be wise and protect their lives. After all, no one wants to risk their own lives for irrelevant people.

The person in the car could barely hear the cry for help, but the desire to live was so obvious in her eyes...

　Suddenly I feel that Jiang Yu and An Yu are like Bole and Maxima
　　
　
(End of this chapter)