Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

Qin Sitong is speechless. He's really not afraid to be recognized by fans. Fortunately, the heating is still on in the library. The temperature is appropriate. She doesn't have to worry that he will catch a cold.

Qin Sitong looked at Shang QingHan, who had fallen asleep on his stomach. For others, he was a indifferent and famous movie emperor full of a sense of distance. In front of her, he was just like an ordinary big boy.

There seems to be a kind of fatigue between his eyebrows. She thought of the news about him these days. It seems that the withdrawal of actors has led to a lot of scenes that need to be remade. These days, the whole crew is working overtime. It is estimated that he has been tired of remaking the scenes.

Outsiders only saw his scenery and marveled at his powerful acting skills, but they never thought that even if he is a genius, he has to make efforts behind it.

Qin Sitong picked up a book, opened it, put it up in front of Shang QingHan, so that he would not be recognized.

After doing these things well, she continued to immerse herself in reading the materials again and making key records.

Time is passing slowly.

However, they give people a strange harmony, as if even the atmosphere around them will be somewhat different.

I'm afraid anyone will think that they are a couple, and men accompany women to the library.

Even Jun Jisheng heard a girl look at Qin Sitong and say, "well, my boyfriend came with me."

His complexion immediately became more gloomy. Together with the guards of Jun Jisheng nearby, they were frightened when they looked at the general face of Jun.

After Qin Sitong inquired about the information, he put the books back in place, pushed them, and Shang QingHan, who was still lying on the table, said, "it's better."

Shang QingHan lazily opened his eyes and yawned, "okay?"

"Well, all right," she said.

He got up and the two people walked out of the library. Shang QingHan's mobile phone rang. As soon as he picked it up, the roar of the ace agent Zhan Wei came over, "I said, young master Shang, where have you been? Even if you ran away when talking about things just now, there will be several scenes of you on the crew later. Don't open the skylight, or I'll be forced to death by the director!"

Zhan Wei's voice was loud, and Qin Sitong heard it.

She knew that he had just slipped out, "you'd better go back quickly, or Zhan Wei might come to me."

As a result, before her voice fell, Zhan Wei called him. No wonder he asked her if QingHan was with her. If so, I hope she can urge the master.

Qin Si Tong responded and looked at the master beside her after ending the call with Zhan Wei.

Shang QingHan shrugged helplessly with annoyance on his face, "OK, I know. I'll go to the crew right now."

"Shall I take you?" she asked.

"No, it's not on the way. If you really take me to the crew, I'll miss Yan when I turn back. I'll just take a taxi here." he said.

"Well... Hey, wait," she said.

"What's the matter?" he looked back at her.

"Your hair is so messy that the sides are cocked up," she said.

He raked his hair casually. His posture was very natural and unrestrained. He could definitely shoot the kind of shampoo advertisement, but he still tilted up. The more he raked, the more chaotic he became.