Shang Lian Zong returns to the pinnacle of domestic entertainment, making money and ex-husband

Chapter 88

I saw Ye Muxiao sitting at the door, the dining car was also there, and there was an empty chair opposite.

really good...

Knowing that I would not go in, I prepared everything at the door in advance.

This is not only a Hongmen banquet, but also a Hongmen banquet in the corridor.
After Jiang took Fu Ji to his seat again, he quickly dodged away.

Ye Muxiao was still wearing that bathrobe, with her legs crossed lazily, holding a cup of hot water in her hand.

"Director Fu Ji, please sit down. I just caught a cold and it's inconvenient to drink. Come! This bottle of chilled white wine is just for you to drink."

Ye Muxiao took out the wine bottle from the ice bucket, and skillfully opened the cork, with much more strength than the male waiter.
She took the cup in front of Fu Ji's table, threw it on the floor behind her, and put the whole bottle of wine where the cup was just now.

"This cup is too small, it's inconvenient to drink, you can drink directly from the bottle~"

Fu Ji looked at the white wine in front of him and raised his eyebrows.

He folded his hands in front of his chest on the seat he was leaning on, thinking about what kind of conspiracy the other party was planning.
Seeing Fu Ji's state, Ye Muxiao almost laughed out loud:
"You don't need to be so vigilant. I should be the one to be afraid of. After all, I'm not here to make such a big commotion and kill someone just to get revenge on someone."

Fu Ji smiled: "You seem to have misunderstood me."

"I thought we would become friends, but I once felt that my understanding of art films and yours highly overlapped, and maybe we would become confidants."

Ye Muxiao paused after speaking, looked at Fu Ji and stopped talking.

She wanted to see what the other party's reaction was, but Fu Ji didn't react at all, it was too difficult to guess.

So it was so stiff, no one said anything.

After finally talking for a few minutes, Fu Ji spoke first:

"Why don't you think so now?"

"That's not true, there is no permanent enemy, isn't it? I never feel that I am an enemy with you, but you and I have some things and disagree on how to deal with them."

Ye Muxiao put on a smiling face, fiddled with the water glass in her hand.

"Then how do you usually deal with people who disagree?"

"Probably life would be worse than death."

Fu Ji answered without hesitation, this answer somewhat surprised Ye Muxiao.

"Hey, shouldn't it be put to death?"

"That's not my character. If I hate a person, of course I want them to live hard."

Fu Ji spoke out his thoughts calmly, and his tone was as normal as saying that he had eaten breakfast.

"Fu Ji, do you hate me?"

Ye Muxiao attacked with a straight ball, holding a steaming water glass, looking at him with burning eyes.

Fu Ji stared at the wine bottle in front of him, but did not answer Ye Muxiao's question.

Then he picked up the wine bottle in front of him and took a big gulp of white wine.

"This question is so difficult to answer, how about I answer it for you. Fu Ji, I don't hate you, at least you will leave a way for others to survive."

Ye Muxiao didn't look at Fu Ji's expression anymore, but stared at the steaming water cup in her hand and became dazed.

"Was it cold just now?"

Fu Ji didn't answer, but asked about Ye Muxiao's situation when he was in danger.

Ye Muxiao made a little effort, and quickly replied:

"It's cold, I really thought I was going to die. What about you? Does your hand still hurt?"

Ye Muxiao also suddenly asked about Fu Ji's injuries, because Music had seen the dense wounds on his hands before, and it hurt even thinking about it...

Think back to the first time I met Fu Ji a few days ago.

Although there was hot water in the vacuum flask, he didn't even take a sip.

Maybe for him, being overheated doesn't make him feel comfortable.

So, iced wine is more suitable for him.

Fu Ji picked up the white wine on the table and took a sip.
"Can we communicate? If there is any problem, it's good to be clear. Don't we all have a deep hatred? Right."

Ye Muxiao was still holding the cup of hot water, but raised her head to meet Fu Ji's eyes.

"Ms. Ye, I don't even know what's wrong with you."

"Although I don't know what your purpose is in this variety show, I definitely want to get the best couple. If this blocks your way, I apologize first. I'm sorry, but I won't change it."

After Ye Muxiao finished speaking, she put down the hot water cup in her hand, picked up the warm bird's nest from the table, chewed it slowly and stared at Fu Ji.

The other party also looked directly at Ye Muxiao, no longer loving Wanzi, and stated his conditions in one breath:

"If Ms. Ye has such a plan, I can only say that it is a pity, and I can't let you win what you want. To participate in this variety show, I have already arranged someone to win the championship. If you are only for resources , I have better things here that I can give you. But if it’s what you want, it’s published, these resources. I’m sorry, but I can’t give you what you want.”

"So, my talk with you is over."
Ye Muxiao asked the other party with a smile, but she already had the answer in her heart.

"It's not just that we all have our own ideas."

"Oh."

Fu Ji is really difficult to communicate with. He has a solid wall and iron walls, and oil and salt do not enter. This wants to knock him on the head...

"I have a question, how did you discover my identity."

Before Ye Muxiao could think about how to break the rigid dialogue, Fu Ji couldn't help asking.

Ye Muxiao stared at Xie Mei with a domineering CEO expression for a few seconds before telling him the answer:

"Because of a tissue."

"You mean the package of tissues you stole from my arms."

"Hey, how can you say it was stolen? I just borrowed it. If you need it, I can return the whole box to you right now."
"..."

Fu Ji was disturbed by her ability to destroy the atmosphere, paused for a moment, and continued to talk to her normally.

"Although I don't know how you got through, you can know my identity with just a pack of tissues. Some secrets are better known only to you, just like why this cruise ship is called Mufeng, right?"

"Yeah, who doesn't have any secrets, then we will keep each other's secrets, Mr. Ji?"

"Oh, yes."

Ye Muxiao smiled and stopped talking.

Fu Ji was also silent, and the two of them actually ate in such a harmonious way.

Only then did Ye Muxiao realize that Fu Ji's left hand seemed to have some strength.

She stared at it for a while, and the other party also noticed her behavior, but did not hide.

Ye Muxiao also just looked at his hands and was in a daze, neither speaking nor asking questions.
This meal was extremely quiet, and there might never be such a moment for the two of them in the future.

"Fu Ji, believe it or not, I'm really happy that you didn't do anything to me tonight."

Fu Ji was obviously taken aback for a moment, but quickly answered.
"Well, I'm also very happy that you didn't die at the hands of others."

"Hahahahaha Ye!" Mu Xiao laughed extraordinarily happily.

"Don't worry, my life is very tough. Even if I die, I will have to put these people on my back."

Ye Muxiao said to himself, but Fu Ji didn't respond.

Until she suddenly asked Fu Ji a very abrupt question:
"Is the life you want now?"

(End of this chapter)