Pampered to Heaven by RIch Husband

Hearing the man's voice, Cheng Youran suddenly wanted to cry a little bit desperately. She drilled into Lu Zixiao's arms, and her tears fell on Lu Zixiao's expensive suit.

Lu Zixiao clearly felt it, his hands were stiff, but he still hugged her tightly, and he patted her on the back like a kid.

"We won't shoot anymore."

—Don't even think about taking pictures.

He comforted softly.

Under everyone's gaze, Lu Zixiao held up Cheng Youran, who was crying in his arms for fear of embarrassment, and walked towards the silver Maybach.

Lu Zixiao kept holding her to the co-pilot before letting go and leaning over to fasten her seat belt.

It happened to meet Shang Cheng Youran's red eyes, eyelashes like flapping butterflies, trembling one by one, which made people want to kiss him.

Lu Zixiao's throat slid up and down, pressed his heart to throb, fastened her seat belt, and mocked: "Cheng Youran, you are still crying when you are too old."

【warn! Your wife's mood value has dropped to 9! 】

Is this unhappy?

Lu Zixiao fastened her seat belt, and said in a low voice: "Small things with no conscience."

Who did he rush to Nanwan when he got off the plane?

Cheng Youran was already crying intently, but she stopped choking when she heard these words, and asked vigilantly: "Who do you say has no conscience?"

Can't tease anymore.

Lu Zixiao raised his eyebrows, touched her head, and said with a sloppy tone: "I said, our family is naturally the most conscientious."

There was a warm touch on the top of his head, and Cheng Youran blushed, from behind his ears to his neck, he was stained with a blush: "Shameless!"

Lu Zixiao gave a chuckle, let go of her, closed the door, and got in the driving position to start the engine: "What do you want to eat? Take you to eat."

It seems that Lu Zixiao has completely forgotten the unpleasantness of the last time. Cheng Youran looked at the man's Ying Ting's profile, suddenly a little ashamed: "I, I have to apologize to you."

Um? Finally remembered.

Lu Zixiao held the steering wheel, and his fingertips turned white because of his force. He had been waiting for Cheng Youran to come and make peace with him this week. Who knew that Cheng Youran was like a okay person, and had a happier life every day.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

He asked in a low voice.

"I see." Cheng Youran said sincerely, "I thought you were stingy and unreasonable."

He is stingy, he makes trouble unreasonably?

Lu Zixiao sneered and was about to stop, letting Cheng Youran know how stingy and unreasonable he was, when Cheng Youran's next words made his lips curl up and gave up this plan.

"Now I know it's my dog ​​who looks down on people, and you are quite generous."

Forget it, what is he bothering about with a little fool who describes himself as "dog eyes look low".

Lu Zixiao gave Cheng Youran a "lovely" look: "What do you want to eat?"

"hot pot!"

Cheng Youran replied immediately.

Lu Zixiao turned the front of the car.

Cheng Youran calmed down and opened Weibo, as if he had been prepared a long time ago. Cheng Youran's set was ranked third in the hot search, and it was still climbing.

[Pineapple Bun] Director Meng dared to play big names in the play, speechless

[Three Cups of Chicken] Fortunately, Gu Yao has been changed, otherwise I can't watch Cheng Youran's acting skills and director Meng's play.

[Boiled fish] There were rumors that the heroine of Fenghua had appointed her before, but she couldn’t think it was true. She didn’t cherish the resource that Dahua Xiaohua dreamed of.

Cheng Youran held the phone tightly with her hand.

"Very angry, isn't it."

Lu Zixiao's tone was very calm.

"Um."

Cheng Youran nodded.

"Then let them experience this feeling too." Lu Zixiao put away the stray eyebrows.

The largest investor in Fenghua is Deep Sea Culture Co., Ltd. Unfortunately, Deep Sea Culture is not so clean.

...

The start-up ceremony, which was originally scheduled for 12:30 in the afternoon, was postponed for three hours. A car appeared on the set, and a woman in early summer high-heeled shoes walked off the set.

Yan Junze put down his cell phone: "This scene has finally come to an end, and I feel tired for them."

The agent hurriedly looked around: "My little ancestor, don't be nosy, that's the Li family."

"Is the Li family so great?"

Yan Junze asked indifferently.

Agent: ...that's really amazing

Meng Lang leaned against the street lamp and smoked a cigarette. His entire portrait was ten years old, his hair **** in a mess.

Yan Junze walked towards him.

"I'm too greedy."

With a cigarette in his mouth, Meng Lang looked up at Yan Junze: "I always think that the investment is bigger, and bigger, with more funds, I can shoot a work that I will cry when I think about it when I grow old."

"But after thinking about it, it's not that I own the capital, but the capital kidnapped me. I'm tired of this kind of life."

After speaking, before Yan Junze could speak, he resolutely stepped on the cigarette butts, turned and walked towards the crowd, the crowd was surrounded by gentle and generous Gu Yao.

"With your joining, "Feng Hua" will definitely get an amazing box office, I have no doubt about this."

"I wish the box office a big hit."

"definitely!"

Amidst the compliments and congratulations, Meng Lang's hoarse voice was particularly harsh: "I'm not doing it anymore."

The atmosphere became extremely rigid in an instant.

The producer hurriedly came out to complete the scene: "The director is tired, Xiaogang, take him down to rest."

Yuan Xiao just wanted to help, but Meng Lang threw away his hand and looked at the well-dressed people one by one: "I said I **** quit."

He tore off his badge, fell to the ground, and looked at Yuan Xiaogang: "Bah, what the hell!"

I don't know if I'm talking about the name badge or Yuan Xiaogang. Yuan Xiaogang was a little embarrassed, and he whispered Meng Lang for being insane.

The others are not getting better, especially Gu Yao, her eyes are full of astonishment. When he walked in front of Meng Lang, his voice was still gentle and generous: "Director Meng, am I just making you unbearable?"

—Is it more intolerable than Cheng Youran?

"Why do you ask?"

Meng Lang shook his head, turned and left.

Gu Yao bit her lower lip without saying a word. She is not a weak person, but she still can't control her emotions.

Because the person who denied her was no one else, but Meng Lang, the most prestigious director in China.

The set instantly became deadly quiet. No one has ever dared to speak to Gu Yao like this. The last person who spoke like this has been banned by the Li family.

If it weren't for Cheng Youran's luck to marry into the Lu family, she would also be a member of the ban.

"Director Meng may not be able to think about it for a while, but it will be fine later." The producer laughed dryly, "You also know that being a director is always under great pressure."

The crowd gradually recovered their noise again. They had no doubt that Meng Lang would "want to open", because when the bootstroke came on, the matter spread. Even if Meng Lang is a top director, no investor dared to vote for him.

But what they didn't expect was that Yan Junze also came over with his agent: "Sorry, because of the schedule, I won't act anymore."

Very euphemistic reason.

The big-belly investor frowned, with a faint threat: "The default fee can cost 8 million."

In his thoughts, eight million is not a small sum. People in the circle earn more and spend more. Even if it is Yan Junze's worth, he must carefully consider it.

"OK."

Yan Junze nodded. He was originally here for Director Meng. If Director Meng can't come, there is no need for him to be here.

Investors did not expect that Yan Junze agreed with one mouthful, and was so surprised that he didn't close his mouth. If Yan Junze left, at least half of the box office would be lost.

The broker looked at the investor in dismay: Don't talk about money when you say anything, his father is a coal boss, he doesn't need money if he lacks anything.

"Feel sorry."

Yan Junze bowed politely, and then left without a trace.

The investor regained his senses and sighed fiercely: "Isn't it just a actor, why is there such a big temper."

At this moment, Yuan Xiaogang's phone rang suddenly. He was full of bad feelings when he saw the name, but when he saw the name in the address book, he had to answer: "Hello, sister Zhou?"

"what happened?"

Seeing Yuan Xiaogang frowning deeper and deeper, the producer trembled and asked, is there something wrong with Zhou Huiwen?

Maybe, Cheng Youran didn't have much communication with her, and they were cold and indifferent when they were on the show.

Less than a minute later, Yuan Xiaogang hung up the phone with an ugly expression, hesitating whether to speak.

"You mean?"

"Are you deaf or dumb, and can't understand human words?"

"Say it!"

Several investors were full of anger in their stomachs because of Meng Lang and Yan Junze's successive strikes. At this time, seeing Yuan Xiaogang cowering and shrinking, they all spoke with anger.

Yuan Xiaogang was also on the scene, and he opened his face calmly: "Zhou Huiwen said that Cheng Youran should be replaced, and I want her to sing the theme song for the next life!"

Cheng, You, Ran.

Gu Yao said the name in her heart.

Why do you have to stand in her way?

She closed her eyes.

...

Cheng Youran just had a hot pot meal. When she got home and opened Weibo, the hot search changed.

Yan Yingdi's strike, Meng Lang's refusal to direct, and the fraud of the Deep Sea Annual Report made it into the top three hot searches on Weibo. Compared with these three explosive news, she played big names on the set is nothing at all.

Although Yan Junze’s strike has a higher thermal conductivity than Meng Lang’s refusal, in the eyes of insiders, the latter is much more serious than the former.

Well-known producer Kong Fan named Meng Lang by name and said that Meng Lang is finished. He will not be able to receive commercial blockbusters in the future, so he can only stick to small investment literary films.

Netizens didn't think so much, they were all analyzing what happened in Nanwan. From deep-sea financial report analysis to Fengshui metaphysics, the knowledge was so extensive that they were shockingly wide-ranging.

Without him, because this thing is really incredible, some netizens vowed to say that Meng Lang and Yan Junze were lowered, and they turned out photos of them going to Thailand.

Cheng Youran seriously recalled the attitudes and movements of Xia Menglang and Yan Junze. It was normal. How could it be possible to be deceived in Thailand, feudal superstition, she ignored this Weibo disdainfully.

But when she saw a metaphysical blogger's speech, she became stiff, and her goose bumps were almost getting up.

[Master Jin Cheng] The place in Nanwan is haunted and dark. People were killed a few years ago. I don’t know why the crew went there to film. It’s not too long. For more feng shui secrets, please add WeChat 136699989

The comments below were shocked.

[Garlic fans] Damn, it's real or fake

[Liuyun] Master, don’t say I’m afraid

[Fatty] Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law, patriotism, dedication, integrity, friendliness, evil spirits retreat

Cheng Youran: ......Why do I have a meal and the Kung Fu crew is going to collapse? QAQ

It's like you are preparing to stay up late to review your exams, go for a cup of coffee in the middle, and your teacher will tell you that the school is broken and you don't need to take the exam!

[Your wife's mood value has risen to 40! Please keep up! 】

Lu Zixiao sat on the sofa with his notebook on his crossed legs. He caught a glimpse of Cheng Youran's shocked look. It was estimated that he had seen the news. He hooked his mouth: "What's wrong?"

—Waiting for Cheng Youran's praise.

Cheng Youran calmed down his shocked mood, lowered his tone, and said mysteriously: "Speaking of which, you may not believe it."

"I believe."

Lu Zixiao raised his eyebrows, his tone of voice revealed joy. He exposed the fraud of Deep Sea Finance firsthand. Why didn't he believe it?

"That's good, let me tell you that the place in Nanwan is haunted, and the entire crew is going to collapse. What I want to say makes sense, and it feels gloomy when I enter.

Lu Zixiao's indifferent face: "Oh."

"Ding Dong—"

At this moment, the doorbell rang.

Cheng Youran ran to open the door, and was stunned when it opened, because she is no stranger to this person...