Hidden Marriage 100 Points: Actor Husband, Deep Routine

Chapter 3 is not filming again, who are you acting for?
Ah!
The tone of this charity...

Gu Nianxing stopped, but didn't look back, "Don't worry about my business."

Shang Jin looked coldly at Gu Nianxing's straight back, and a sneer appeared on his lips, "That's right, the water in the entertainment industry is too deep, so it's fine if you don't come back, little girl. Anyway, our Shang family has a big business, and it's not I can't afford to support you. Besides, in the two years since you left home, you haven't had a single phone call or letter, and we haven't blamed you, after all, it is your home, and we are your closest relatives. "

relatives?

As if hearing some joke, Gu Nianxing turned around.

His eyes were cold, and he sneered: "I'm not filming now, who are you acting for?"

"..."

Shang Jin's choked up dignified little face flushed red, he clenched his teeth, and swallowed the swear words that were about to come out.

Gu Nianxing left briskly, without any dust.

Only the traces of the amazing past are left...

Feng Beichen climbed up to the rooftop by accident and looked down.

The dim street lamps and the deep night elongated her figure, making her look thin and lonely.

In my memory, the girl who loves to laugh, the big eyes who can talk, the little girl who pestered him and told him some low-level jokes, the girl who would stand in the snow stupidly for a word for him. The little idiot who fell ill for half a month after an hour.

Now, he smiled and blessed him like an outsider.

It's just her laugh, is she laughing at herself?Still laughing at him?
A bitter cold wind came over, and footsteps sounded behind him.

Feng Beichen didn't look back, but just stared at the slender figure below with faint eyes.

Shang Jinxin took his hand coquettishly, and said aggrievedly: "Hey, my little sister left without saying goodbye two years ago, and was worried about ruining my parents. Just now I proposed to let her go home, but she If I refused, my parents would be very angry if they knew that I saw my little sister but failed to bring her home. Fortunately, I called brother Siming, and he should be here soon."

Feng Beichen looked away, patted her shoulder lightly, and withdrew his hand, as if he didn't care about their housework, "Feng Da, go down."

As soon as Gu Nianxing walked out of the iron gate of the audition venue, before meeting Ye Weilan in time, the spotlight flashed on his eyes and he couldn't open his eyes.

It was too late to take out sunglasses and a mask to cover.

In less than half a minute, the reporters surrounded her tightly.

Because she came out of the studio building of 'Suo Hai Feng Yun', the reporters were very sure that she would come back.

"Miss Gu, after returning to China this time, do you plan to come back and develop in the country for a long time?"

"Miss Gu, what kind of role did you play in the movie 'Suo Hai Feng Yun'?"

"Miss Gu, as soon as you appeared on the set, Actor Feng suddenly announced to the media that Monk Huadan's wedding would be postponed. How do you feel about this?"

Gu Nianxing hooked his lips with a laugh.

It is indeed a rare thing for Feng Beichen, who has never been influenced by anyone, to suddenly change his original plan.

It's just that she doesn't think that she has such influence over him.

His eyes lightly swept across the media in front of him, and his tone was serious: "I want to disappoint all the media. First, I have no plans to come back in China. Second, I don't know about the title of Best Actor. You are asking the wrong person. gone."

After speaking, he ignored the endless reporters and tried to squeeze out of the crowd.

However, as soon as he left the encirclement of the media, he entered the encirclement of the onlookers.

"She's Gu Nianxing? Why was she banned? Speaking of which, what happened two years ago..."

Gu Nianxing was dizzy from the noise, and just about to ask the audience to give way, but who pushed her, she staggered and almost fell.

Fortunately, a pair of strong hands wrapped around her shoulders, stabilizing her precarious body.

"Thank you."

After thanking him, the moment Gu Nianxing looked up, seeing the man's handsome face, his eyes suddenly widened.

Gu Nianxing couldn't deny it, she was taken aback by the handsome face in front of her that looked a bit like the monk Jinxin.

"You're welcome."

Shang Siming pronounced these three words very heavily, which made people feel vaguely dangerous.

Before Gu Nianxing could break free, the hand on his shoulder forcibly led him away from the noisy crowd.

"You can let go of me, brother."

Gu Nianxing's shoulder ached from the forceful clamp.

The hands on the shoulders tightened, and the strength increased a little: "Compared with big brother, I would rather hear you call me Siming."

The deep voice fell on Gu Nianxing's neck with a dangerous breath like a poisonous snake.

Gu Nianxing turned his face aside calmly, and smiled jokingly: "Brother, you seem to have forgotten that my Shang family and I haven't gotten that close yet."

She didn't care about her sarcasm, and said softly, "Xing'er, don't make trouble."

The voice on the mouth is gentle and doting, but the strength of the hand on the shoulder has not weakened at all.

Without waiting for Gu Nianxing's answer, he hugged her horizontally, and a voice that did not allow her to resist said, "Mrs. Shang told me to take you back."

Gu Nianxing frowned, it seemed that he couldn't escape.

Forget it, even if that place is a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair, she has lived there for six years, so what is there to be afraid of?
After being carried into the car and placed on the seat.Shang Siming sat down beside her.

His eyes stared straight at Gu Nianxing's delicate side profile and that exquisite figure.

The distance is very close, and the fragrance on her body can be smelled as soon as she inhales.

Shang Siming breathed heavily, and the hand on her shoulder slid to her waist.

Gu Nianxing was very disgusted with this kind of behavior of profiteering, and she frowned slightly, "Brother, please respect yourself."

"The slightly angry look is also very charming." Shang Siming stared at her more and more obsessively as if he couldn't feel her displeasure.

Gu Nianxing's head hurt even more.

Sure enough, in terms of thick skin, who can be Shang Siming's opponent?

The appearance of Shang Siming made the media excited but helpless.

Shang Siming has a violent personality. If anyone dares to report his news indiscriminately, he will end badly.

No reporter has the guts yet.

Beside the floor-to-ceiling windows somewhere in the studio building, Feng Beichen looked at everything that happened below with dim eyes, his handsome side face was indistinguishable, unfathomable.

There was a knock on the door of "Knock Knock Knock".

After a while, steady footsteps sounded.

He stopped beside him, and said respectfully: "President, Director Zhang asked his assistant to book a room at the five-star hotel next door. Do you want to go with Miss Shang?"

The person who spoke was Min Xiu, who has been with him for seven years since Feng Beichen took over the Feng Group.

Feng Beichen watched the Lamborghini downstairs disappear into the night with deep eyes.

After half a minute, he turned around and looked at Min Xiu, "What is Jin Xin doing?"

Min Xiu was slightly taken aback, was the CEO absent-minded just now?
So, did the president hear the sentence he just asked, or didn't he hear it?
"Miss Shang seems to be tired and has already fallen asleep on the sofa downstairs." That's why the assistant asked him to remind the president to take Miss Shang to the hotel to rest.

"Wake her up." Feng Beichen said calmly.

Min Xiu was a little surprised, the president has always been gentle.In the past, Miss Shang fell asleep when she was tired from filming and came to see the president. Although the president would not personally carry her back to the room, he would arrange for his servants to do so.

Why this time...

"President, I don't quite understand what you mean. Should I wake up Miss Shang, go to the hotel to rest, or..."

"Give me the car keys."

The president will attend several important meetings tomorrow morning, so he has to rest as early as possible in the evening.

But, what is the reason for this, President?

Since I don't worry about letting others send Miss Shang home so late, why not let Miss Shang stay in the hotel?
Min Xiu looked at Feng Beichen puzzled, "President, it's so late, are you going to personally send Miss Shang back to Shang's house?"

(End of this chapter)