After being on variety shows, I will draw big cakes for the actor

Chapter 314 I Don't Like You Anymore

After practicing for a long time, Liang Zhi's voice became a little hoarse, and he still couldn't sing some of the lyrics well.

Seeing that he was in a different state, the team quickly called a stop.

"Why don't you say you have a sore throat? I'll be called later and asked..."

"What's wrong with being asked?" He was rarely unhappy.

The agent froze for a moment, looked at him and asked cautiously, "What's the matter? Did you quarrel with Miss Wan?"

Liang Zhi suddenly felt chest tightness, took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, let's go back."

He made an appointment with Wan Qian to go to the Green City Resort tonight.

Wan Qian was going there to discuss cooperation with people, because there was a hot spring hotel there, and everyone brought their families, so she asked him to go and have fun together.

But when he was sitting in the car, watching the driver carefully avoiding the paparazzi and taking him to the back door of the resort, he felt an indescribable feeling.

Putting on his hat and lowering his head, Liang Zhi hurried to the reserved hot spring villa.

The light at night is always not as bright as in the daytime. Looking at the past, those small villas are somewhat similar. In addition, he is not familiar with this place, so it took some time to find a place.

I finally found it, but before I approached it, a group of people in suits and leather shoes approached. They were discussing business. The atmosphere was a bit serious, and there were staff in front of them to remind people to avoid it.

The leading man is as gentle as jade. He used to be a well-known movie star in the entertainment circle. It is said that he seldom makes movies and goes back to inherit the family business. I didn't expect it to be true.

The man next to him looks much sharper, his body is so good that he attracts attention, and he is also very sharp. He seemed to notice someone peeping while he was talking, so he glanced here from the corner of his eye.

Liang Zhi had no choice but to avoid the main road and go around the bluestone path.

He didn't expect that when he was almost there, it was just a detour, and he would meet a few potbellied men who gathered to talk about him and Wan Qian.

It was a smoking area, and while exhaling smoke rings, a few men teased and talked about "Wan Qian got a starlet to take care of her".

Liang didn't know whether he was embarrassed or ashamed, but first he felt that Wan Qian shouldn't be someone else's talking point, so he wanted to go out and interrupt their conversation by making some noise.

But just two steps away, I saw a slightly younger man put out his cigarette butt, and said with a smile: "I thought she was so noble, and she scolded me, didn't she also knock people out and get them on her own bed?" ? Once you taste it, you won’t say a single fart, and it’s no different from me.”

Some people over there also echoed: "I heard that I fell in love with it at first glance. The newcomer who just debuted is clean. At the dinner party, she was drugged and drunk... I said that her method is not right. If she gets too drunk, Can still..."

There was a crash in Liang Zhi's mind.

He couldn't even hear the laughter behind him, his legs froze in place as if filled with lead, but for some reason, he remembered one thing precisely in his mind.

Once he and Wan Qian ran out of that thing in the hotel, and he went downstairs to buy it, and he heard two people talking about Wan Qian, and he could hear what they said vaguely. And I remember it very clearly.

"...men and women these days can't compare to being rich...everything is possible..."

"...Wan Qian isn't either... I heard that the method she fell in love with...is also old-fashioned..."

It was as if, at the beginning, he knew that there was something wrong with those two sentences, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time, but the memory remained.

To this day, the similar tone and similar content instantly activated that memory.

He raised his head and looked at the group of people again. The more they talked, the more they talked, and the winking was very obtrusive.

Liang Zhi took a few steps forward.

...

After talking about work, Wan Qian returned to the small hot spring villa, thinking that Liang Zhi had already arrived, so she called him when she went in.

"Liang Zhi?"

Nobody inside.

Wan Qian glanced at her phone, but there was no call from Liang Zhi or a message telling her that she would be late.

She called Liang Zhi, but no one answered, so she called the assistant again.

The assistant went to ask Liang Zhi's agent again, and said that he had come over.

Wan Qian frowned, Liang Zhi was very well behaved, never late for appointments, and never wandered around.

She asked people to go out to look for it, changed her clothes, and prepared to take a bath.

Talking with a group of men is a very emotional test, and now she just wants to take a dip in the hot spring to get rid of fatigue and irritability.

After changing into the bathrobe, I was about to make another call to ask if I found anyone, when Liang Zhi came back.

His clothes were messed up and his face was flushed.

"What's the matter with you?" She stopped taking off her bathrobe, walked a few steps, and looked at him with a frown.

"I had a little conflict with someone." He lowered his head and rubbed the sore corner of his mouth.

"Conflict? What kind of conflict can you have with the people here?" Wan Qian raised his chin to see the redness on his face, frowning tightly, and asked the assistant to get the medicine box.

Liang Zhi smiled stiffly, looked into her eyes and said: "They said that you were the one who poured wine for me and delivered it to your bed. I thought it was funny. It was obviously my fault. What about you, just because you have money?"

Wan Qian paused and looked up at him.

Liang Zhi's smile was ugly, and his eyes started to turn red. He asked softly, "So is it true?"

Wan Qian withdrew her hand slowly, watching him not speaking, with her two slender arms folded in front of her chest, still neither humble nor overbearing.

"you……"

"Don't say it," he abruptly interrupted what she had just said, his voice trembling, "don't say it."

There was a layer of mist on his lens, that handsome face was obviously flushed with embarrassment, but it looked even paler.

Wan Qian's heart was constricting, her expression was not good-looking, she took a step closer and said, "I'm sorry, this matter..."

"Don't say it, I beg you not to say it." Liang Zhi covered her mouth in a panic, veins appeared on the back of his hand, but the force on her mouth was so light that it couldn't be lighter.

It was obviously her fault, but he seemed very afraid of hearing the truth.

The two looked at each other strangely.

Wan Qian's mouth was covered and she couldn't speak, but Liang Zhi felt that this gave him a chance to breathe. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "I always thought I hurt you."

So take care of her as much as possible, follow her, feel guilty when accepting the benefits she gives, often reflect on what I can give her, and buy her gifts as soon as I make money. After spending most of my savings, I still feel that I can't give it away...

But tell him now that everything is wrong.It was Wan Qian who had her eye on him and wanted to make unspoken rules and take care of him, which led to what happened that night.

Liang Zhi was cold all over, and he couldn't feel any warmth in the mist from the hot spring water. It was like standing in a rainy night, and the stinging raindrops all fell on him.

"I don't think I'm not wrong at all. After all, I don't... and I can't make mistakes. However, when I blamed myself for the fault, why did you acquiesce?"

Wan Qian pulled his hand away, and after a long silence, she told the truth: "Because it saves trouble."

Liang Zhi lost his voice, and then burst out laughing, the tears reflected by the lens flashed a scorching light to his eyes.

After a while, he said, "I don't want to like you anymore, Wan Qian."

　It is really convenient to see Baozi using the error correction function today!
　　When I was writing "Variety Show" before, I collected the typos mentioned in the comments by myself, recorded them in the notebook, and then compared them with the records to change them one by one after a period of time, because I was not sure which paragraph the word appeared in, and I had to write it down. It is very troublesome to write down the error correction paragraph.

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