Contract Wife’s Revenge - Chapter 291

Yan Yiqing nodded while listening, with a little unconsciously relaxed, “do you think I’m not happy after listening?”

“I don’t think so… I know you’re going to be upset.” Xiao Mengyao was a little sad. “I want to tell you, but I’m worried that if you hear this, it will affect your mood or cause more serious consequences… You won’t dare to say it.”

“Do you think I should know about it?” Yan Yiqing sees that her face is red, and she opens her mind sympathetically.

Xiao Mengyao didn’t even think about it. She nodded, “of course! You have to know! ”

“If you don’t tell me now, will I get the news from other sources in the future?”

“…” Xiao Mengyao shrunk for some reason, “surely.”

“Then why don’t you tell me now?”

Xiao Mengyao thought for two seconds and made up her mind. When she was about to open her mouth, Wei Hong next to her handed over a piece of cut cake. “An’an, come on.”

The conversation is interrupted temporarily, Yan Yiqing reaches for a disposable plate and smiles at Wei Hong, “thank you, sister Wei.”

Wei Hong smiles unkindly, reaches out her hand and quickly wipes Yan Yiqing’s face with cream.

Rong Mo hung up the phone, pushed the door again, walked into the private room, just saw this scene, can’t help a little funny.

Yan Yiqing is also a little surprised, but she is not angry. She knows that Wei Hong is in a good mood.

After Wei Hong succeeded in her move, she put aside the harm to others with a smile. Yan Yiqing turns her head to see that many people in the private room have already started. Even Liang Xinyu has lost the authority of the director now, and runs around with her head in her arms, attacking in all directions.

I don’t know how I feel relaxed. Yan Yiqing touches the cream on her face with her backhand. She feels it’s slippery and soft when she scrapes it with her fingers. She licks it off with her tongue carelessly. Then she puts her eyes on the cake in her hand and finds that Wei Hong forgets to give her the fork when she eats the cake.

Before she started to look for it, Xia Yijian, who was sitting next to her, reached out and handed it to her

Yan Yiqing subconsciously picked up, and gave him a smile, “thank you, brother Xia.”

“Do you like sweets so much?” Xia Yijian looks at Yan Yiqing’s expression very interestingly. “Many female artists dare not touch them. You are very happy to eat.” He motioned to flora, who had only a sip of cream.

“In fact, most of us really want to eat, just for a variety of reasons have to avoid it.” Yan Yiqing quickly explained, “I’m just honest with myself.”

Xia Yijian’s eyes linger on Yan Yiqing’s side face, where there is still a little humble cream.

“… but brother Xia doesn’t seem to like sweet food. You didn’t even drink Soybean milk before.” Yan Yiqing continues to say, and gives a spoon of soft cake to her mouth. She nods her head with satisfaction: the crew still doesn’t have enough food.

“I can eat anything,” Xia Yijian said, naturally extending his hand to Yan Yiqing, “you haven’t cleaned it here.”

Yan Yiqing raised her eyes a little doubtfully. She was supposed to say something, but before Xia Yijian touched her cheek, she put her other hand on her shoulder and held it aside, just avoiding Xia Yijian’s fingers.

Yan Yiqing bumps into the man’s abdomen lightly and lightly. She bumps a few hard abdominal muscles on her forehead. She hardly needs to look up to confirm. She can recognize the person just by her breath.

“Xiao Lin’s phone. I have something to deal with.” Rong Mo glanced at Xia Yijian with a smile, leaned down to Yan Yiqing’s ear and said, “it’s almost time to go home.”

“Good.” Yan Yiqing certainly has no objection. Although she is a little reluctant to eat half of the cake in her hand, to tell the truth, today’s sweet food intake is a little too much.

Liang Xinyu, who was already full of cream and could not see his true colors, came over and said, “Rong Shao, Xiao Yan, are you going?”

“Well, it’s too late.” Rong Mo steadily leads Yan Yiqing up, “Qingqing has something to do tomorrow, right Prince Xia?”

Although Liang Xinyu drank a lot of wine, he also responded, “is the new play about to start shooting? Waiting for your finished products! ”

“Don’t hesitate to come to visit, but bring some expensive ones.” Xia Yijian leaned back into the sofa again. He was so lazy that people could hardly see his danger.

“Xia Yingdi, you are so generous as an investor, you can still see my family background?” Liang Xinyu burst out laughing, quietly embracing Xia Yijian’s shoulder and waving to Yan Yiqing, “then I won’t give it away?”

Yan Yiqing can’t say goodbye one by one when she looks at the scene, so she doesn’t say much. She nods to Liang Xinyu and Xia Yijian and follows Rong mo.

Liang Xinyu didn’t dare to relax for a second. He tightly tied Xia Yijian’s shoulder. After the two men’s backs disappeared, he heard Xia Yijian’s lukewarm voice, “don’t you stay away from me?”

“Tut, I’m not afraid that if you drink too much alcohol, you will do something impulsive?” Liang Xinyu is really afraid of this man, racking his brains to find a way to shake his idea, “you invite Yan Yiqing to make a new film, don’t you want to dig the corner?”

“You say it as if my brain is full of sperm,” Xia Yijian sneered. “Yan Yiqing’s strength as an actor is there. Naturally, I invite her because she can perform the effect I want.”

Liang Xinyu looks at Xia Yijian’s perfect face with half doubt – also, such a perfect person, who has the same background from childhood to adulthood, how can he have the reason that he can’t grab what he likes? Rather, in Xia Yijian’s mind, it’s normal for him to snatch over and take possession of it?

“Of course, you’re talking about side benefits.” Xia Yijian supported his forehead, and his smile softened again. “Don’t say that they are not really in love. Even now, if you don’t like me, I will try my best to snatch Yan Yiqing.”

“I know…” Liang Xinyu sighed, his face full of cream lining him like a clown, “seriously, don’t make too much noise, for a woman, then everyone’s face is not good-looking.”

“Liang Dao, no wonder you are still single now.” Xia Yijian patted Liang Xinyu on the shoulder with some sympathy. “Look at you, you are sloppy and not handsome. Although you have a little money, you want to yell at other girls. Of course, no one wants to fall in love with you and get married.”

Liang Xinyu’s shot was puzzling and unconvinced. “Although I’m not as handsome as you and Rong Shao and other little fresh meat, at least I have good facial features. There’s a room and a car. Why doesn’t anyone want to fall in love with me?”