The CEO Is Cold During The Day, And Wants Kisses At Night!

Shang Ke's tone was a little heavy: "How can you make me calm down? Filming with my ex-fiancee. What's the difference between filming with my ex-girlfriend? Besides embarrassment, it's embarrassment."

Xu Jinyi ran on her: "Come on, the representative of the ex-girlfriend was together before, and the ex-fiancee never held hands, okay?! You still have the face to talk about the ex-fiancee, what have you done?"

Shang Ke: "..."

Fuck! What's the matter with Old Xu!

Shang Ke was full of doubts and asked, "Are you still my manager?"

Xu Jinyi: "It used to be yours alone, but now it's not yours alone, and it's also Wen Qing's."

Shang Ke: "..."

...

When Wen Qing returned to the apartment, the first thing she did was to read the script of "Tianjitai" that Xu Jinyi gave her.

A martial arts drama with a big hero, the plot is very exciting, mainly because the hero is full of jokes, and the heroine also picks up and hangs, the two are a perfect match.

The role that Xu Jinyi assigned to her was that of a high and mighty royal princess.

Powerful, ruthless, good at conspiracy and tricks, and has a delicate heart.

Gathered many quacks for the royal family.

In the early stage, the princess relied on power to suppress the male protagonist, and in the later stage, she relied on force to chase and kill the male protagonist.

During the male lead's wretched growth, the princess took the male lead to the Colosseum like an animal, just to let the male lead return to the royal family, humiliating the place and filling up the hatred value, and then the male lead picked it up, making the tigers in the Colosseum Submit to the male master.

When Wen Qing saw this scene, there was already a picture in her mind.

Watching it was getting better, Wen Chen called, Wen Qing put down the script and picked up his call: "Don't call me for activities that cost more than five yuan, there is no money."

Wen Chen on the other side of the phone: "..."

He asked, "What about under five dollars?"

Wen Qing: "I can't eat Malatang for less than five yuan."

Wen Chen: "..."

"Come out and I'll take you to play." Wen Chen cleared his throat and said.

"Are you taking me to my brother?" she asked.

Wen Chen said in a helpless tone: "I've said it all, I don't know where your brother is."

Wen Qing: "Goodbye."

"Wen Qing!!" Wen Chen was looking for her for something, of course it couldn't be as simple as playing.

Wen Qing said: "Shang Li told me to beware of you, you can go and reason with Shang Li, goodbye."

Wen Chen: "..."

Before he had time to say something, he only heard a beeping busy tone from the receiver.

Wen Chen asked the man standing beside him, "Do you want to hit me again?"

Wen Jichuan shook his head: "No need."

"What happened?" Wen Chen asked, frowning.

In fact, Wen Jichuan asked him to make this phone call. He wanted to make an appointment for Wen Qing, and Wen Jichuan had to do something, but Wen Qing was wary of him now and couldn't come out at all.

Wen Jichuan's face was very heavy, even a little ugly, and he just said, "It's a tricky matter."

Seeing that Ji Chuan frowned so hard, Wen Chen wondered if there could be something difficult: "She didn't cause any serious trouble in Fanmao that day. Could it be that the painting she brought back caused her trouble?"

Wen Jichuan looked sideways at Wen Chen, his jaw was tense, and his face was cold.

It's all right now, even if he doesn't say a word, Wen Chen can still feel Wen Jichuan's anger.

He put down his phone and leaned back.

What exactly happened, Wen Jichuan was actually angry, and it seemed to be a serious matter, what did Wen Qing do secretly... Could it be that he sold the painting?

In her current situation, it is possible to sell that painting to live, after all, she can't keep her stomach full by guarding a painting.

It's just that there is a bit of mystery in that painting, it has something to do with Wen's family, if Wen Qing really sells it...

Wen Chen thought a lot to himself.

Wen Jichuan walked by and said in a low voice, "I'll go back to Heting Villa in the afternoon."

"Why go back to Heting Villa?" Wen Chen stood up.

Wen Jichuan: "Take a few things."

Wen Chen: "What?"

Wen Jichuan remained silent.

Wen Chen asked again: "Then when will you return to South Vietnam?"

"tonight."

...

In the evening, Shang Yinghan was going to pick up Wen Qing to go to Dijing Manor, Wen Qing felt that he would not be able to come back because he went tonight.

The two always spend the night together.

Although Shang Yinghan said that she didn't need her to fulfill her husband and wife obligations, she felt that it would be too much of a loss if she didn't. Wouldn't it be cheaper for other women to get a divorce? After thinking about it, she felt that it was too bad, she had to take the initiative.

There is still time in the afternoon.

She finished reading the script, tidied up briefly, and prepared to go back to Heting Villa.

The jewelry bag that Shang Yinghan gave her was still there, and there were some of her own things. She had to go back over the wall and take out all her things before she joined the filming team when she had time.

Take a taxi to Heting Villa.

The identity check for entering the Heting Villa is very strict. Basically, private cars enter and exit, and they will be automatically released. The smell is so light that they walk in by themselves, and the security of the property is not easy.

Relying on the sweet-mouthed calling of grandpa a few times before, he finally came in.

It took a few more minutes to walk to the outside of Wen's villa.

When she looked at the three-meter-high iron gate, she looked down at her casual clothes, trousers, white shoes, and loose top.

In order not to break the seal, she also worked hard.

Starting to climb from the iron gate, she moved very nimbly and quickly, reaching the top in two or three strokes. Because the top of the iron door was rounded, she didn't worry about thorns, so she flipped it down with confidence.

When he landed, he lost his footing and stumbled.

And dropped the phone.

Picking up the phone, she stood up and patted the gray leaves on her body. Looking around, she found that no one had lived in it for a while, and the once glorious villa now looked dilapidated and desolate.

Wen Qing felt emotional and walked towards the gate.

There are seals on the doors and windows. Fortunately, there is no news from the court that the villa will be auctioned, and the home is still there.

The only annoying thing now is that the villa has not been unsealed.

It's against the law to tear the seal, and she can't enter the house, what should I do? ? ?

She also tried it, the seal was very tight, and the probability of tearing it off and sticking it back was very small.

Looking around, she couldn't find anything that could help her climb up the stairs, and she couldn't bring in the ones she brought outside. She paced back and forth for a few minutes, and finally called Shang Yinghan for help.

"Hello, fifth uncle."

She sat at the door pitifully, holding the phone in her hand.

"What's wrong?" Shang Yinghan's gentle voice came from the phone.

Wen Qing asked: "Well, the day we went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate, how did the people you sent crawl into my house and find the household registration book?"

There was silence on the phone for a few seconds, and then he asked, "Have you returned to Heting Villa?"

He guessed right away, Wen Qing didn't need to make up any more, and admitted honestly: "Well, I came back, I turned over the door, but I couldn't get in the house, the only window I could get in was very high, and I didn't have a ladder. "

After saying that, she heard Shang Yinghan's displeased tone: "Have you opened the door yet?"

She hummed quietly.

"Wen Qing." He said in a more serious tone: "If you don't tell me in advance, you will go back and open the door by yourself. What if you fall?"

Wen Qing thought how could it be so easy to fall, the door of her own house was overturned.

There was a slight rubbing sound from the receiver, and she was about to ask if he was coming over——

On the phone, he said, "Stay there and wait for me."