Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

"He Shao, what are you talking about?" Gu zhixia lifted the hair in his ear with one hand and looked at he Yizhi with a smile on his face.

"I..." he Yizhi's facial expression was obviously distorted, "I... I suddenly felt..."

He covered his belly and looked around. The sweat on his forehead was a layer of instant, "Miss Gu, do you have a toilet here?"

"Toilet, go straight upstairs, and the last one is..."

Before Gu zhixia said the word "yes", he Yizhi rushed out directly.

Hearing the sound of "bang bang bang" running quickly, Gu zhixia couldn't help laughing.

"Sister Xia, aren't you afraid that he will come back to settle accounts with you?" Meimei deliberately closed the door of the lounge, lowered her voice and asked Gu zhixia carefully.

She thought Gu zhixia really let he Yizhi in. Unexpectedly, she gave him laxative in the water

This courage is only known by their family Gu Xia.

"What are you afraid of? I want to 'curry favor with' him, a rich second generation. How can I do anything?"

Gu zhixia couldn't help laughing.

"By the way, Mei Mei, you will inform the assistant he brought to pick him up in the toilet. I remember that the toilet over there has been abandoned for a long time..."

“……”

He Yizhi suffered a great loss and was quietly taken to the hospital by his assistant.

"Sister Xia, I tell you, you didn't go out to see it. Why Shao just hugged his stomach and covered his butt..."

As Mei Mei spoke, she followed Gu zhixia's embarrassing example of he Yizhi.

"I'm sure he coughs for at least a week, hahaha..."

Mei Mei rolls around laughing in the sofa. Gu zhixia can't laugh or cry.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

They were laughing when someone knocked on the door of the lounge.

Mei Mei's laughter suddenly stopped and quickly jumped up from the sofa.

"Who?!"

The door was pushed open by a small crack, "it's me, sister Xia, I'm Sensen."

Sen Sen's voice was very low. It was a little irregular for her group to come to the lounge to find the main creative actor.

So Sensen was very careful.

"Sen Sen? Come in quickly." Gu zhixia waved at the door and motioned her to enter.

Sen Sen hurried in and looked at no one behind him. He asked mysteriously, "sister Xia, do you know who Lu Qiumeng offended?"

"Lu Qiumeng?"

Hearing the name, Gu zhixia and Mei Mei were stunned and looked at each other.

For no reason, how can I mention Lu Qiumeng.

"Now Lu Qiumeng is filming. I heard it was added temporarily..."

It's hard to talk.

Gu knew that Xia eyebrow tip was picked, slightly suspicious, "isn't it common for directors to add drama? What's wrong?"

She looked hesitant and asked again.

"The drama director sent a message to our group show and asked us to shoot again at 3 p.m., but we should be full attendance today..."

Gu zhixia's eyes narrowed and became clear in an instant.

"What is the new part of Lu Qiumeng?"

"Rain play."

“……”

Sleeping trough, deep hatred!

Rain play this day?! It's still cool today!

"Mei Mei," Gu zhixia swallowed her saliva, "can I go and watch?"

“……”

Lu Qiumeng, who has been watered for three times and has not passed the shooting, has already shivered at the shooting scene.

"Director, i... I want to change the hot water!"

Lu Qiumeng trembled and bit his teeth, almost roaring out these words with his back teeth.

Even though she was dressed in a down jacket, she still couldn't help shaking all over.

This kind of weather still blows cold wind, which makes her kneel at the tuyere for so long that she hasn't passed one. Anyone will explode!

But she knows that Yan Xingyu asked the director to do it. Even if she has a hundred complaints in her heart, she must continue!

Although the director sympathizes with Lu Qiumeng, there is more pressure from Yan Xingyu behind him.

But fortunately, it's a rainy play, not an actor, and the director can only bite the bullet.

"Little dream, it's not that I don't want to. It's mainly that in this weather, if it's easy to wear clothes with hot water, you can bear it..."

The director said and waved to the drama, "go and prepare some ginger soup for Xiaomeng. In case you catch a cold and delay the progress, who is responsible?"

Lu Qiumeng looked at the director with a look of dedication, and his face became gloomy for a moment.

She wants hot water, not ginger soup!

Lu Qiumeng's face was gloomy and ugly, as if it were eggplant leaves beaten by the cold frost, black and purple.

"Director, or we'll shoot indoors..."

"Little dream..." the director waved to Lu Qiumeng and motioned her to come nearby.

Lu Qiumeng frowned and walked over.

The director picked up the script in his hand, gathered in front of Lu Qiumeng, pretended to tell the play and said, "it's not that I don't help you, it's Yan Shao's request. He wants you to shoot 10 scenes, otherwise..."

Ten?!

Lu Qiumeng's eyes widened in an instant and almost broke his teeth.

This Yan Xingyu is going to kill her?!

"Little dream, be professional, the audience can wait and see!" the director deliberately added the word "audience".

Lu Qiumeng is not a fool. He naturally knows who the so-called audience is.

"Well, come on."

Lu Qiumeng gritted his teeth and took off his down jacket again.

Since there is a limit on the number of times, shoot early and end early!

Unfortunately, Lu Qiumeng overestimated his physical quality. Just the seventh time, Lu Qiumeng fell directly into a puddle on the ground

"President, is this a little too much?"

Ye Qing stood in front of the window of the main building and looked at what had happened in the film and television base. She raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at Yan Xingyu beside her.

He looked at it with relish.

"Hum, what is a little too much?" Yan Xingyu sneered with disdain. "I'm now the president of Shengshi group. It's merciful for such a woman who wants to open her relationship and discredit the group!"

When he remembered that he was almost succeeded by Lu Qiumeng, Yan Xingyu felt a little upset at the bottom of his heart.

If it hadn't been for Lu Qiumeng yesterday, he wouldn't have jumped into the air.

"What work do you have to do today?" Yan Xingyu glanced sideways at Ye Qing, and his irritability deepened.

"Is it OK to finish those on the table?"

"Er..." Ye Qing hesitated obviously.

He habitually pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "those are only part..."

"Part?" Yan Xingyu stared at him for a long time and said in a cold tone, "don't tell me there's so much more?"

Ye Qing shook her head, "these are less than one tenth..."

"Bang!" Yan Xingyu's fist hit the window in an instant.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!"