MTL - The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World-Chapter 303 It is his weakness and also his armor

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   Chapter 303 is his weakness and armor

   At first, I felt that Song Zai was very sunny and easy to get along with. Now it seems that there are more appearances, and I almost lost sight of it.

   In addition to acting, I don't want to get along with this kind of duplicity.

   "Well, no matter what you mean, I'm not interested. I'll go back to my room to rest first."

   Returning to the scene in the room, thinking of the sound he heard earlier, it is not difficult to guess who the person who appeared in the stairwell with Song Zai was.

   But... none of her business.

   She was just passing by.

   Besides, Song Zai, who was still outside the door at the moment, saw the scene come back to the room with his own eyes. Open the safety passage next to it, there is no longer there.

   Xiao Qinghe went down to the next floor and took the elevator upstairs. The moment she got out of the elevator, she looked at Song Zai with sharp eyes.

   "Who was in the corridor just now."

   Song should have told her again, but at that moment he didn't really want to say it.

   "The staff who passed by the plot."

   Xiao Qinghe also had no doubts and glanced at him. "Don't look for me on such occasions in the future, to avoid suspicion that you don't understand."

   After saying that, he walked past the other party and left.

  Song lowered his head again, wondering what he was thinking, what he wanted to catch, but Xiao Qinghe had already gone far.

  The story is neither long nor short, nor is it a memorable past. Obviously everyone is working hard to move forward, but he just can't let go of the simple and lovely figure in the past.

   In any case, it can't be connected with the current Xiao Qinghe.

  The people in my memory also changed gradually.

  Song Zai and Xiao Qinghe were neighbors who grew up together, from elementary school, junior high school, high school... until college. Song Zai was admitted to a university in another province. As for Xiao Qinghe, she went directly to the Film Academy to realize her acting dream.

   When he debuted, he could only play small roles.

   And Song Zai was spotted by the agent of an entertainment company when he was out with his friends again. Song Zai, who has a good image and temperament, made his debut and performed the affectionate second male lead. Song Zai became popular in several dramas in succession.

   But Xiao Qinghe is still tepid, at a point where no one cares.

   After Song found out again, because of the secret love in his heart, he quietly helped Xiao Qinghe a lot.

   Just when he thought that the two of them could go on like this forever, Xiao Qinghe changed. Things that were dismissed before were now just something she could easily do.

   He clearly said, give him some time, and he can give what she wants.

   Xiao Qinghe refused him without thinking.

   and rejected his offer.

   Xiao Qinghe has never liked Song Zai.

  …

   I don't know if Yingjing bumped into him in the corridor. During filming, Song Zai's eyes were distracted when he met Yingjing several times, and he avoided it subconsciously.

   did not meet the director's requirements, and did it again and again.

   Seeing his state, she stopped in front of the man again and her tone was cold. "For the last time, I don't want you to bring your personal emotions to work. Just because of your drag, I have played back and forth here a dozen times. I don't speak, it doesn't mean I have no temper. Is this part difficult? It should be easy for you! Song Zai, I thought you would be different from the others."

   The occasion of losing his temper is very fierce.

  Song Zai blushed at what she said.

   also realized that making such a simple mistake really should not be done.

   "Sorry, give me three minutes to adjust my mood."

  Three minutes later, it was a lot easier to perform again, and once passed the scene, I shivered and went to rest.

  Although the underwear is covered with a warm baby, in order to make the whole person look more elegant, the scene should be avoided as much as possible.

   in the most perfect state.

   Ziyue saw Ying Jinglen's lips turning white and whispered to Song Zai.

   "Did this man do it on purpose? NG so many times. He was wrapped thickly."

   In the play, there is still a difference between men's and women's clothes.

  In response to the scene, he took a sharp breath and brought the hot water bottle close to his face, so as to avoid wearing makeup and not too close.

   Even though I was fully prepared, I couldn’t stand the biting cold wind, and the next day people started to have a fever.

   Didn't even get up from the bed.

  Yan Wei went to the studio to help take a leave of absence, and the director rushed over to ask Ying Jing to go to the hospital to hang water first.

  Song knew that this matter had something to do with him.

   The temperature was so severe yesterday that he couldn't even see the sun at all. His condition was not good for too long, and the situation was really unbearable before he gave a sound to remind him.

   After the play, when she asked where she was hanging water, Song Zai rushed over with a basket of fruits.

Everyone arrived in front of the ward, stopped abruptly, stood outside the door and stared at the man sitting in front of Yingjing's ward.

  What is the relationship between Lu Zishu and Yingjing? Why is he in Yingjing's room with his expression...so intriguing.

  Song is no longer unable to understand, too familiar, such eyes.

   He used to look at Xiao Qinghe with such eyes for so many years.

   The person on the bed fell into a deep sleep, and only a little bit of water was still flowing slowly.

   When Lu Zishu came, there was no one around, and the people who were supposed to be guarding the scene did not know where they went.

   He just opened the door and walked in.

  Only in this quiet environment did he feel a little more real.

   Yingjing will not openly attack him and say some ugly things.

   Lu Zishu's hand, which was about to reach out, froze when he heard her murmur.

   The person she called was Wen Fucheng.

  Song Zaijin, who was standing outside the door, was neither, nor was he walking, he was embarrassed. From this perspective, Lu Zishu seems to like the occasion.

   When he was in a dilemma, he didn't know that there was another person beside him.

  Song noticed that he was standing to the side again, and before he could see clearly, the man had already pushed in the door.

   is powerful.

   There were people trotting in the corridor behind.

   "If you dare to touch her, I will let the Lu family disappear in Huaxia tomorrow."

  Lu Zishu looked at the people who appeared at the door, as well as Song Zai and Zhang Yang in the corridor.

   Knowing that Yingjing didn't like it, he didn't want to do anything.

   Just now, I just wanted to pull the quilt to cover her exposed hands. He stopped when he heard her calling Wen Fucheng again.

  Lu's Group has long since established its position in the imperial capital and even in China.

   How could he be attacked by Wen Fucheng with just a few words.

   Such arrogant words Lu Zishu didn't like after hearing it, and frowned. It was nothing at first, and now he wants to be mad at this man. "If I touch her today, it will be hard for President Wen to kill me."

  The cold light in Wen Fucheng's eyes made people shudder.

   "You can try the consequences, it will make you sadder than death."

  Lu Zishu twitched the corners of his mouth, knowing that he was not his opponent. Even He Yiming often reminded him that Wen Fucheng was not easy to mess with.

  I Lu Zishu's wings are not yet full, and he only suffers from an old fox like Wen Fucheng.

   It's just that once a strong person has a weakness, he will always be a little weaker.

   I have to say that Lu Zishu is a little more naive.

  Wen Fucheng can be a little weak because of the situation. It will also become extremely powerful for the occasion.

   (end of this chapter)