Mr. Lu's family's act of being a demon

Chapter 852 You are honored to be a mistress

"I thought who it was! Isn't this Miss Jing Yiren, the person recommended by King Luo!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand with red nails and lazily pointed at a group of people in the room.

"You all have to take care of yourself in the future! Don't offend Miss Jing, or you will offend King Luo."

With a single sentence, Zheng Peipei pointed the finger at Jing Yiren, telling everyone that she came in later, not by strength.

Only Zheng Peipei knew that Jing Yiren was Lu Ming's wife.

Some of the rest had heard of Jing Yiren, but they all knew that she was only a second-tier actress.

Jing Yiren didn't bother to pay attention to her, and curled his mouth disapprovingly.

She came to the set this time to teach Zheng Peipei a lesson. What kind of win is winning with some lip service?

She will let Zheng Peipei understand what it means to beat her so hard that she can't make a sound.

Jing Yiren strode in, found the dressing table with his name on it, walked over, pulled out the chair and sat down calmly.

Followed by opening the drawer.

There is nothing in the drawer except cosmetics and makeup brushes.

"..." Jing Yiren paused.

Sister Qiu told her that she put her script in the makeup drawer and asked her to read it when she had time.

Through the mirror, he scanned the people in the room.

He asked calmly: "Excuse me, has anyone seen my script?"

"..." No one responded to Jing Yiren's words.

After a while, a little girl moved her footsteps, as if she was about to stand up, but was stared at by Zheng Peipei, and her feet retracted again.

Zheng Peipei looked back and smiled at Jing Yiren: "Jing Yiren! Have you lost your script? I heard that you are a loser, otherwise you wouldn't lose your husband and never get it back."

"..." Jing Yiren's face darkened, and he coldly withdrew his gaze, shifting to Zheng Peipei.

"You know if my husband lost it or not?"

"Of course I know, last year..."

Zheng Peipei almost missed the point. Li Tong told her that Lu Ming's official business trips are confidential, and he won't come back for a few years.

Except for the high-level members of the chamber of commerce, even Jing Yiren didn't know where Lu Ming went.

So with Li Tong as the backer, Zheng Peipei was unscrupulous during that time, playing a one-man show and publicizing her scandal with Lu Ming to hype herself up.

Zheng Peipei almost slipped his mouth, but immediately corrected it.

"Last year he was with me for more than 2 months!" Zheng Peipei laughed.

Jing Yiren gave Zheng Peipei a cold look, raised his eyebrows, and responded calmly with disapproval.

"It's an honor for you to be a mistress? You can show off being a mistress. I'm afraid you are the only one in this world. Do you want to give you a certificate of professional household as a mistress!"

"Pfft!" The people present couldn't help covering their mouths and giggling.

"..." Zheng Peipei was so angry that her face turned green.

"Jing Yiren, you are an abandoned woman now, and you still have the face to be ashamed in front of me. Look at your cheap clothes. You used to be Miss Jing, but now you are with a down-and-out woman..."

Before Zheng Peipei could finish her sentence, her voice suddenly got stuck in her throat.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at Jing Yiren in fear.

Jing Yiren, who was sitting on the seat, waved her hand towards her, and threw something towards her.

Zheng Peipei didn't even see it clearly. Following the beautiful long hair hanging on her chest, a section of her shoulder-length hair was cut off flatly, and she fell slowly to the floor. ...

(End of this chapter)