Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

"But don't worry, it's all right now. I can tell you one thing a little, that is, Mr. will still take the post of Shengshi group." Ye Qing continued without hesitation, as if he didn't see the amazement at the bottom of their eyes.

"Really?" both eyes looked at Ye Qing with pure light.

Ye Qing nodded gently, "well, however, I hope you don't come home again as much as possible in the future."

"Well, as long as Mr. Yan doesn't leave the company, we will never bother him here." Yang said with a smile.

I'm kidding. Who doesn't want to appear here, but doesn't want to die.

As long as Yan Sihan returns to work in the company, they can live a healthy life. Who wants to come here to paste cold noodles instead of looking for abuse.

Thinking of Yan sixhan's cold eyes, I'm still a little frightened.

"In that case, we won't disturb Mr. Yan's rest. Let's go first." with a satisfactory reply, Mr. Yang turned and left with director Li.

They don't want to stay here for a long time.

Ye Qing watched the tail light disappear in the cold wind, and a touch of light ridicule was aroused in the corners of her mouth.

Some good plays have just begun

Film and television base, Luoshen crew.

The setting sun through the window of the VIP lounge, falling on the ground mottled.

"Wow." I opened the door, and the ground was full of scattered meals and broken cups.

Yang Tianxia came in and was almost hit in the face with chopsticks. Looking at the food all over the floor, his face changed and hurried forward, "Qiumeng, what's the matter with you? Why are you so angry?"

"Sister Yang, you came just in time. Look at what they sent me, pig food." Lu Qiumeng shivered with anger.

Since Yan Xingyu lost his power, these damn guys have been hiding away from her like a plague.

Even some of the previous 18 line actors are whispering about her. How can they make her angry.

Yang Tianxia frowned slightly and looked at the food on the ground. These are not rich enough for Lu Qiumeng, but they are hundreds of times better than ordinary actors.

"It doesn't matter. I'll ask someone to buy you another one." Yang Tianxia dutifully comforted Lu Qiumeng.

"I'll ask someone to clean up first, or if someone wants to see it, it will affect your image." Yang Tianxia patted Lu Qiumeng on the shoulder, asked her to sit down, and arranged someone to clean the floor of the room.

The smell of food still lingered in the room.

"Dong Dong." a soft knock on the door broke the silence in the room.

Yang Tianxia frowned slightly, got up and walked to the door, "what's up?"

"Er, the director said it was sister Qiumeng's turn to play and let her go." the messenger's little assistant saw that Yang Tianxia opened the door and said in a low voice.

"I see." then he closed the door and walked to Lu Qiumeng's side.

"Qiumeng, you should let go of other things for a while. Filming is important. Don't affect your mood because of other things."

"I see." Lu Qiumeng glanced at Yang Tianxia lightly, looked at himself in the mirror, sorted out his clothes and walked out of the door.

Yang Tianxia sighed and walked out behind Lu Qiumeng.

Lu Qiumeng is now her fortune tree. She has to hold this thigh tightly.

Several times in a row, the director can't watch it, either reciting the wrong lines or failing to pick up the opponent's lines.

"Lu Qiumeng, come here."

After the director shouted card again, he decisively called her to the lounge.

Yang Tianxia saw the ugly director and wanted to follow him, but Lu Qiumeng stopped him with a look in his eyes.

Don't let any moths come out of this little aunt. Her carefully dirty heart is really unbearable.

"Director, what can I do for you?" Lu Qiumeng smiled. Compared with the director's gloomy face, she looked gentle.

"Lu Qiumeng, did you go out without a brain? You can remember the lines wrong, and what else can you do?" the director slapped the table heavily and said sternly.

"Since you are an actor, you must be dedicated. Do you understand? The most basic thing is to recite lines. You can't master what even primary school students can remember. Can you play well?"

The accusations made Lu Qiumeng's face gloomy for a moment. However, the director was in front of her, and she could only bear it.

"Director, don't worry. Next time, no, I promise it won't happen again." Lu Qiumeng held his hand tight and said in a flat tone.

"I hope so." with that, the director turned and walked out of the door without looking at Lu Qiumeng.

Lu Qiumeng looked at the closed door and his face became gloomy. After hearing that Yan Xingyu lost power, her treatment was getting worse day by day. Even the director ignored his face and accused her like this.

Really think of yourself as a famous director?

She's just working for others. At least she's still a flower on the front line.

Lu Qiumeng angrily walked out of the door and didn't go back to the set. Instead, he went straight to the nanny car.

Yang Tianxia saw that Lu Qiumeng's face was bad and secretly shouted bad. He quickly followed Lu Qiumeng and got into the nanny car.

"Drive." as soon as Lu Qiumeng got into the car, he ordered his master to drive, completely ignoring Yang Tianxia's face.

"Wait a minute, you go down first. I have something to tell Qiumeng." Yang Tianxia frowned and looked at Lu Qiumeng and drove the driver off first.

"Qiumeng, what do you want?" seeing the driver get off, Yang Tianxia took a breath and turned his head to look at Lu Qiumeng.

"I want to leave this damn place." Lu Qiumeng snorted coldly, poured a glass of wine and poured it into his mouth.

"Do you know what the director said about me just now? He said I was not professional and even inferior to primary school students."

Yang Tianxia didn't know what to say.

It's really inappropriate to make mistakes in the lines. Moreover, the previous director just turned a blind eye and didn't care too much about the lines with Lu Qiumeng.

Of course, she won't tell Lu Qiumeng about this.

All these things broke out because of Yan Xingyu.

"My little ancestor, why are you angry with him? He is at most a director of the play." Yang Tianxia grabbed the wine cup in Lu Qiumeng's hand and earnestly advised: "after shooting the play, you can't tell where you're going. You eat by your appearance. You can't affect your image because of these two words."

"Image?!" Lu Qiumeng snorted coldly and almost screamed, "do you still want me to keep my image?"