Husband is so arrogant

Chapter 185 Found Again
Ji Wenyan watched Wen Yimo sneak away like a little mouse that stole lamp oil, and felt a little blocked in his heart, but he was still willing to believe Wen Yimo.

Seeing that Wen Yimo and Han Zhengyu were talking about something in full swing, Fujiwara Mochizuki was upset. It can also be said that knowing that Wen Yimo was in a good mood, Fujiwara Mochizuki felt all kinds of unhappy: "Director, why haven't you started filming? My agent didn't come over today, and neither did my assistant. No one helped me."

Hearing this, Ji Wenyan looked at the script in his hand and asked, "Are you all ready? The actors have a look at the script. Today we are filming the affectionate dialogue between the male lead and the female lead in "Summer Light Years". There is a kissing scene in the movie, so everyone should pay more attention."

"Then I'm going to film, and you must tell me when you come back, do you know?" Han Zhengyu stared at Wen Yimo with wide eyes like telling a child, Wen Yimo wanted Han Zhengyu to film well, With a gentle smile, he nodded.

After Mochizuki Fujiwara read the script over and over again, he came to the center of the venue, following the words of the staff who played the board: "The first scene of "Summer Light Year", action.".

Fujiwara Mochizuki took a deep breath, and looked at Han Zhengyu affectionately.

"I know you still like her. You grew up together as childhood sweethearts. I know I can't replace her, but I just want to know if you have loved me, even a little bit." Fujiwara Mochizuki, with tears in his eyes, slowly said slowly.

Han Zhengyu came to Fujiwara Mochizuki's side with strides, one hand grabbed Fujiwara Mochizuki's neck, and the other hand unceremoniously wrapped around Fujiwara Mochizuki's waist, and the distance between the two of them suddenly shortened a lot.

Although this is filming, but with such a handsome guy at such a close distance, and there will be a kissing scene, it is impossible for Fujiwara Mochizuki not to feel any throbbing in his heart.

"Listen to me, you are the only one I love now, and you will be the only one I will love in the future!" Han Zhengyu said domineeringly, looking into Fujiwara Mochizuki's eyes.

The time had come. After Fujiwara Mochizuki and Han Zhengyu looked at each other for a few seconds, they gently closed those beautiful modified eyes, waiting for Han Zhengyu's kiss to fall.

But after waiting for a long time, Han Zhengyu did not move. Fujiwara Mochizuki looked at Han Zhengyu with some puzzlement, and Han Zhengyu also tilted his head to look at Fujiwara Mochizuki.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two actors was a bit weird, Ji Wenyan raised his head and shouted: "Cut!"

Then he came between Han Zhengyu and Fujiwara Mochizuki, and asked with concern: "What's going on?"

Han Zhengyu was a little displeased with Ji Wenyan's caring and gentle look, and said rebelliously: "It's nothing, I didn't perform well myself, and my mood is not right, let's do it again."

Ji Wenyan nodded, then returned to his seat, and Uncle Daban shouted for the second time: "Scene [-] of "Summer Light Year", action."

Fujiwara Mochizuki adjusted his mood, and then made another shocking and weeping love story to Han Zhengyu, and Han Zhengyu still used that overbearing and handsome line that made people spurt blood.

But always at the last step, Han Zhengyu stopped abruptly. After a long time, Fujiwara Mochizuki was a little angry.

"Shit!" Han Zhengyu swung his arms and cursed.

"Crap! Han Zhengyu, what's the matter with you?" Ji Wenyan asked with searching eyes.

Han Zhengyu was very upset. Today's scene was not in the mood at all. After thinking about it, Han Zhengyu glanced at Fujiwara Mochizuki and shouted: "Director, I can't kiss at all. Can you change it to a text?" Wen?"

"Han Zhengyu, what did you say?" Fujiwara Mochizuki looked at Han Zhengyu in disbelief, but this was what she expected, but she never expected that Han Zhengyu would say it in public.

Han Zhengyu ignored Fujiwara Mochizuki, but looked straight at Ji Wenyan, and said domineeringly: "I won't really do anything to Wenwen! I'll just take a photo in a wrong position, not Wenwen's face, it's a close-up Can I exchange some of them back?"

When Wen Yimo heard Han Zhengyu's request, her face turned red all of a sudden, and she instantly felt that she was in a bad mood.

With a harmless smile, Han Zhengyu hooked his fingers towards Wen Yimo.

Wen Yimo shook his head in great resistance. Han Zhengyu's request would only push the two of them to the forefront. Not only would the media cover this matter, even Gu Jianyan would not let her go easily.

"Wenwen, just cooperate with me, okay, I really can't kiss Fujiwara Mochizuki...this type of woman." Han Zhengyu explained.

Fujiwara Mochizuki looked at the three of them as if watching a good show, and Ji Wenyan's faint smile that seemed to have always been gentle froze slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Director, there is no way. No matter how good the acting skills are, such things as true feelings cannot be done." Fujiwara Mochizuki echoed.

Ji Wenyan lowered his head, and said after a long time: "Yes, but considering Wenwen is a stand-in, Zhengyu should borrow all of them."

Seeing that Ji Wenyan agreed, Wen Yimo had no other choice, so he sighed leisurely and said, "Just this one time, all borrowed seats to shoot!"

Seeing Wen Yimo, he was really angry, Han Zhengyu also returned to his serious appearance, and said a little discouraged: "I see, this is the first and last time."

"En." Wen Yimo nodded, got up and came to Ji Wenyan's side, wanting to discuss this matter with Ji Wenyan.

"Is it really okay?" Ji Wenyan still hoped that Wen Yimo could refuse in person.

Wen Yimo shook his head, looked in Han Zhengyu's direction and said, "I believe that Zhengyu will do what he says. I have already explained it clearly to Zhengyu. This is the first time and the last time."

"Wenwen..." Ji Wenyan wanted to say something more, but finally swallowed the words back into his stomach.

Fujiwara Mochizuki came to Ji Wenyan's side and said, "Director, my agent and assistant didn't come today. After the filming is over, can I ask Wenwen's agent to take care of me?"

"Wangyue, you have to know that Mo Wenwen is Han Zhengyu's manager, isn't your request a little too much?" Ji Wenyan said persuasively.

Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Fujiwara Mochizuki's tears fell like broken beads.

Ji Wenyan had nothing to do with girls, but now that Fujiwara Mochizuki is full of snot and tears, he is even more helpless.

"Mo Wenwen is my manager, not an assistant, let alone your servant." Han Zhengyu wanted to come over to get a bottle of ice water, but he didn't want to overhear the conversation between Fujiwara Mochizuki and Ji Wenyan.

The more Han Zhengyu thought about it, the angrier he became, he came to Fujiwara Mochizuki's side without hesitation, and choked back Fujiwara Mochizuki's request.

"It's also because I don't have anyone to accompany me..." Fujiwara Mochizuki wanted to explain something, but was interrupted by Han Zhengyu: "Mo Wenwen has her own identity, and I won't let anyone belittle her."

After Han Zhengyu finished speaking, he snorted disdainfully at Mochizuki Fujiwara.

Now Fujiwara Mochizuki's tears couldn't be stopped anymore, Wen Yimo came over when he saw everyone gathered, and saw Fujiwara Mochizuki crying at a glance.

Wen Yimo poked at Han Zhengyu reproachfully, and said angrily, "I've told you many times, don't always bully others, why do you always act so outspoken?"

"I didn't! It was she who insisted on asking you to take care of her, so pretend to be pitiful here." Han Zhengyu sneered at Fujiwara Mochizuki disdainfully.

Wen Yimo also looked at Fujiwara Mochizuki coldly, and then said to Fujiwara Mochizuki lukewarmly: "I'm sorry, I'm just Han Zhengyu's manager, I'm not very convenient to take care of other artists, if you say If you feel that you can't do anything by yourself, then I can hire you a temporary assistant, what do you think?"

Fujiwara Mochizuki didn't say anything anymore, and was still sobbing non-stop. Seeing this, Ji Wenyan handed Fujiwara Mochizuki a handkerchief, and said comfortingly: "Mochiwara Mochizuki, go and sit next to you and rest, adjust your mood, and you'll have to do it later." Then play."

In the end, Mochizuki Fujiwara decided to take a break while choosing the zone, and Uncle Daban appeared again, holding a sign and shouting: "The third scene of "Summer Light Year", action."

After finishing speaking, Han Zhengyu strode forward, clasped Wen Yimo's forehead and embraced Wen Yimo's slender waist, then closed his eyes and prepared to kiss. I was so nervous that I was sweating, and I always felt that there was a cold gaze staring at me.

"Ca! Get ready for the next game!" Ji Wenyan yelled "Ca" at the right time. Han Zhengyu let go of Wen Yimo with some insatiable desire, and Wen Yimo immediately took a deep breath. Like a figure exuding cold air.

Wen Yimo gasped, and looked at Gu Jianyan with some embarrassment. At this moment, Gu Jianyan could no longer be described by the word "angry", but could be expressed with the word "infiltrating". .

Gu Jianyan walked towards the bathroom expressionlessly, Wen Yimo also hurriedly changed her clothes, and slipped into the bathroom while others were not paying attention.

As soon as she entered the bathroom, Gu Jianyan immediately locked the bathroom door, then grabbed Wen Yimo's arm, and pressed Wen Yimo's small body against the door panel.

Wen Yimo pushed Gu Jianyan's chest in a panic, wanting to be hugged by a man as intimately as Wen Yimo just now, but now she is pushing her away like this, Gu Jianyan felt extremely upset.

Gu Jianyan restrained Wen Yimo's struggling hand, fixed her to the corner of the wall, and kissed her mouth unceremoniously.

Wen Yimo also gradually changed from rejection to acceptance, and even responded to Gu Jianyan with jerky tongue.

Such small actions finally made Gu Jianyan feel better. After the long and domineering kiss, Gu Jianyan stared at Wen Yimo angrily and said, "What were you doing just now?"

"I..." Wen Yimo lowered her head in embarrassment, trying to avoid Gu Jianyan's question, but Gu Jianyan raised Wen Yimo's chin, forcing her to look at herself.

Wen Yimo felt that her tongue was about to be bitten off by herself. What happened to all the men today, with a mood to break the casserole and ask the bottom line, they all came here to embarrass her, a person with not enough brain capacity.

"Just... just... just now Zhengyu said that he couldn't perform a kiss scene with Fujiwara Mochizuki, so... so..." Wen Yimo said coyly, grabbing the corner of her clothes.

(End of this chapter)