Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

When Yan Qingsi left, the crew couldn't shoot and just rested.

Qin Jingzhi found Song Qingyan: "Blame me, you shouldn't agree to let Zeng Keren join the group at first."

Song Qingyan sighed: "In the beginning, when I agreed with Zeng Keren to join the group, I had already considered that she might have a dispute with Yan Qingsi, but I didn't expect that ... in the end, things would be so big."

"Yeah, who can think of it, what does this play do?"

Song Qingyan smiled: "Of course, continue shooting, but ... Zeng Keren can't use it anymore. Fortunately, she doesn't have a lot of other roles. She uses a stand-in for the back silhouette."

"Yes ... this time ... it's bothering you."

"It's okay for me, it's Yan Qingsi ..." Song Qingyan really admired Yan Qingsi. He simply admired her. He liked her personality very much. Whatever you want, you can't find it in the entertainment industry. To such a real person.

Although she sometimes acts excessively, more often, she has a lot of things.

For example, just now, she didn't want Zeng Keren to die at all. She just wanted to stimulate Zeng Keren again and again, let her collapse, and then take the opportunity to take away the dagger in her hand.

This woman, **** the outside, seems to be indestructible, but inside ... But it should be very soft.

He remembered that Yan Qingsi pulled up Yue Tingfeng's arm and looked at his distressed eyes when he was injured.

A man who can be treated tenderly by such a woman should be very happy.

Because, this woman will only be nice to him.

Qin Jingzhi said: "I have to go back and apologize to her. That night, if it weren't for her two assistants, I would now have ...

Song Qingyan nodded.

"What about Zeng Keren?"

Qin Jingzhi said: "Let's go to the hospital, what else can you do? She has already been murdered and injured, and it is normal if Yan Qingsi wants to sue."

"She ... probably won't!"

Song Qingyan felt that Yan Qingsi had never been a really aggressive person.

......

Back at the inn, Yan Qingsi quickly cleaned the wound with alcohol for Yue Tingfeng.

Yue Tingfeng stared at Yan Qingsi's face and kept watching. She was bandaging him, and she did not look up, "Can you see a flower from my face?"

Yue Tingfeng nodded: "Yes!"

Yan Qingsi stopped her movements and looked up and asked him: "What do you say, what flower is on my face?"

Yue listened to the wind, and kissed her lips: "The most beautiful flower!"

Yan Qingsi smiled and tied her gauze down. "Be careful these days, don't get water in the bath."

"Then you wash with me."

Yan Qingsi shrugged: "I don't care, as long as you can bear it."

Yue heard the wind sigh and sighed back, "I'll wash it myself."

He distressed that Yan Qingsi filmed every day, so in the evening, she touched her, and where she was willing to make her tired again, it was really hard work.

Yue Tingfeng reached out and rolled Yan Qingsi into her arms: "Wife, when will the filming be finished? It's getting colder and colder this day. When you watch you film, you have to wear so thin."

Yan Qingsi lay on him, and said, "Come on, at most ... in 20 days."

"It's another 20 days ..."

"Yeah, Song Qingyan is very demanding on this show. If you don't go back first, don't spend time with me. Your company can't always leave it alone."