Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

Those dark eyes were also quiet, but there was a mysterious and elegant smell, which made him lose consciousness for a while.

The slightly powdered face was so delicate, beautiful and beautiful... It made Fei Lin slightly distracted.

"Fei Lin, do you have a deep hatred with Yan Yan?"

The producer just breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Fu Beichen didn't say anything.

"No." Fei Lin looked up from the monitor and said expressionless.

"There must be. If there is no hatred, you won't indulge Chen enqi to hurt Yan again and again. For the first time, you have a conscience. If there are no preventive measures, she may be disabled under Chen enqi's stick," the producer sighed lightly. "She was beaten and didn't say a word. It's really distressing!"

"Yes, I just want this feeling, so that the audience will feel distressed," Fei Lin stood up and stretched, "Zhan Yan and Chen enqi are rivals in love in the play. The more discord between them, the more hostile emotions are found when filming. Moreover, I also found that the more pressure Zhan Yan gives, the more energy she shows. This pressure really doesn't count."

"You're tough enough!" the producer had to admire Fei Lin, who was a workaholic. "However, Zhan Yan's performance today is really shocking!"

As they were saying this, they saw Fu Beichen coming over with a handsome face and a king's temperament.

"President Fu!"

The producer quickly stood up.

Fei Lin also nodded to Fu Beichen.

Fu Beichen stood in front of them. His handsome and evil face was not angry but powerful. There was a natural nobility, and his narrow Phoenix eyes were vaguely unhappy.

He looked at the producer and Felin and said a few words in his ear.

The producer was stunned and turned to Fei Lin. Fei Lin thought for a while and nodded, "OK."

On the roof, Zhan Yan stood in situ, looking at the white clouds in the distance and the sun that was about to go down. She suddenly felt very tired. She didn't want to go again.

She doesn't know why Fu Beichen came today, and what's the purpose of his coming?

Want to see her joke?

Zhan Yan thought maybe so.

She is very tired and doesn't want to guess when he is true and when he is false!

Fu Beichen, that's it!

At this time, Tingting gently walked to zhanyan. Zhanyan looked at Tingting standing in place, just looked at her indifferently and said faintly, "it's time to start shooting, isn't it?"

Tingting clearly saw that zhanyan's left face was red and swollen, and there was a blood mark in the corner of her mouth, but there were no tears, not a tear.

If you want to open your mouth and ask her if there's anything wrong, you'll finally force that sentence down.

Because she stayed with Zhan Yan for so two years, she knew her temperament too well.

She never lost her teeth and swallowed blood.

How can you accept other people's pity.

Her eyes were calm.

She also hated those people who always asked her if there was anything wrong. She wanted to cover up her wound, and they had to tear her wound again and again.

Even if she was beaten half to death by Chen enqi today, she doesn't need anyone's sympathy. Her affairs have nothing to do with others.

Tingting looked at her deeply and looked at her, "Yan Yan, you're too strong. There's nothing wrong with showing weakness in some things!"

Zhan Yan slowly closed his eyes.

No words.

For a long time, she said faintly:

"Even if you cry, so what? To make people sympathize? There's no need, Tingting!"

Zhan Yan cried most in front of Fu Beichen in her life. In front of others, she didn't even shed a tear. She cried because she wanted to get Fu Beichen's mercy. She adhered to him and wanted to be with him forever.

Other people, why should she let others look down on herself in this way?

Tingting was stunned.

A burst of dry and astringent pain surged into her heart. She really wanted to hold the girl in her arms and take care of her gently, but her hand was held up in the air. She had already left.

"But, Yan Yan, aren't you tired? Don't you hurt? Don't you feel sad?"

Zhan Yan, who was walking to the stairs, didn't look back, but said faintly, "I'm not sad or painful, because those people have nothing to do with me. Why should I waste my emotions for them?"

The cold and indifferent words trembled gently in the air.

Tingting is not talking, just following behind her and following her down!

Fifteen minutes is over.

All the staff returned to the shooting scene. Sister Hong wanted to show her face and make-up, but she stood there nervous and didn't know how to do it.

Zhan Yan shook her head and said no. she took the powder box and gently wiped it. Sister Hong secretly smoked the air conditioner nearby, and Zhan Yan didn't frown. It seemed that she didn't hurt at all.

Zhan Yan just changed a dress.

"Does it hurt?"

Sister Hong asked with concern.

"Nothing." Zhan Yan said faintly.

Pain, of course! A few feet down, the back is blue and blue everywhere, and there are traces of scratches by high-heeled shoes.

This pain is nothing.

The scene staff are ready, and Chen enqi is standing there, and Zhan Yan also goes to the shooting center.

The light shone on the two girls.

Chen enqi glanced at Zhan Yan disdainfully and glanced coolly. "Zhan Yan, you have a little professionalism. Your face is so pale. Can you smile as if you were abused? How can you be on the camera like this? Do you want to scare people to death?"

Zhan Yan looked at her in the same cool tone and said, "if Qiqi said I didn't have professionalism, why did I make the low-level mistake of misplaced kicking four times?"

Chen enqi was stunned, and a faint snicker came from around. Her face changed, and a trace of malice passed through her black eyes.

"All departments are ready!"

Fei Lin waved his arm and shouted expressionless, "in the last play, you two played very well, especially Zhan Yan. You have great professionalism and deserve praise!"

When Chen enqi heard this, she stared coldly at Zhan Yan, hum! If it weren't for her, would Zhan Yan have that expression?

Suddenly, Fei Lin said, "originally, you two had the same play next, but in order to improve the contradiction of the play, I arranged Ling Haoran to come to the scene in time! Haoran, do you know what to do later?"

Ling Haoran nodded like a smile on the sideline: "I know!"

Listening to Chen enqi's heart, I always feel that things are not so simple.

But when she saw Zhan Yan's pale face, she was very proud. I'm afraid if the audience saw this face, it would be like hell.