Shi Rong sighed: "Lu Zhifeng, among those here tonight, do you know who makes me feel the most disgusted?"

Lu Zhifeng said nothing.

"They are really mean people and you are a hypocrite." Shi Rong said unceremoniously, "I have no interest in making the stinky and dirty things in the sewer with you. You can play with them by yourself. If not, just sell your ass. Money and resources, I believe you must have done it more than once, you are familiar with driving, why are you so fickle?"

Lu Zhifeng blushed when she scolded him.

He bent down, held the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, looked closely at Shi Rong, and whispered in her ear: "You can choose for yourself, whether to be touched by those pig heads, or to play along with me. At least, I look better than them. Pleasing to the eyes…”

"vomit--"

Shi Rong vomited.

I really vomited.

He vomited all the tea and drinks he drank on Lu Zhifeng.

His suit, worth over one hundred thousand, was suddenly in a mess.

Shi Rong took out a tissue and wiped his mouth: "You can't blame me, it was you who made me sick and vomited."

Lu Zhifeng froze for a moment, unbuttoned his suit, threw it to the ground, then grabbed Shi Rong's arm and pulled her up.

Shi Rong grabbed a wine bottle on the table and hit him on the head.

Lu Zhifeng was stunned. He didn't realize that his head had been smashed until he felt something hot flowing down his forehead.

He touched the blood on his face and glared at Shi Rong: "You——"

"Lu Zhifeng, if you touch me again, don't blame me for going crazy." Shi Rong said coldly, "Look back at the faces of these disgusting old men. You make me [-] times more disgusting than them."

Lu Zhifeng turned around and said to Mr. Qian: "She is a lunatic. I give up. I'm afraid that she will scratch my face. I will start shooting the next movie. Mr. Qian, you don't want this movie to have problems."

Mr. Qian curled his lips: "Go out and wait."

Lu Zhifeng took out a piece of paper to wipe the blood on his forehead and went out without looking back.

boom.

He slammed the door and stood by the door, wiping his face with a tissue, but his ears were paying attention to the movement inside the door.There was the sound of things being thrown inside.

Lu Zhifeng couldn't help but turn around and look into the crack in the door, when a voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

Lu Zhifeng turned around suddenly, with a surprised look on his face.

Why are there outsiders here?

There are people guarding downstairs and security upstairs.

The two men in front of me, one with a sinister expression, were wearing a suit.The other one has an outstanding appearance and a cold expression.

"You're not that..." Lu Zhifeng looked at the handsome man among them, "Are you Huo Yijun?"

They appeared on a romance show together.

Lu Zhifeng was deeply impressed by this man.

"Have you seen my wife?" Huo Yijun asked.

"Your wife?" Lu Zhifeng looked confused, "I don't know."

"I'm looking for Shi Rong." Huo Yijun said, "Su Li said that Shi Rong came up with you."

Lu Zhifeng opened his eyes wide: "Is your wife Shi Rong? You, you...are married?"

He remembered that Shi Rong and Huo Yijun were close when they were in the drama, but apart from fans who love to rub against each other, which artist would take this kind of thing seriously?

It's nothing more than a program effect.

Lu Zhifeng never thought that Shi Rong, a newcomer who had just debuted, would marry an amateur on the show after the show ended.

"Is she in there?" Huo Yijun asked again.

"She, she..." Lu Zhifeng glanced back subconsciously.


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