Madam's character is broken again

After finishing speaking, Yi Qiaoyi slightly tilted his head with some sympathy, then slowly raised his hand to put it on Zitong's shoulder, smiled slightly, and stared deeply at Zitong.

"The more you suffer, the longer your memory will be. I think the two of us can stay in this crew and film well."

After finishing speaking, Yi Qiao lowered his body slightly, and gently approached Zitong's ear, his voice was elegant and cold.

"This will also allow the director to think more clearly about how to find a satisfactory partner."

If I meet such a partner every time I participate in his works, I will not hesitate, but I really can't continue acting.

After listening to these words lightly, Zitong frowned with a complicated expression, suppressing the anger in his heart.

She closed her eyes wearily, gritted her teeth, and sighed. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at Yi Qiaoyi.

"Yi Qiaoyi...you..."

What a good way, since all these things are planned so clearly, how many people behind her are there to help her?

Facing Zitong's scarlet eyes, she wished to tear off Yi Qiaoyi's flesh, she just glanced at Zitong lightly, and turned her body indifferently.

"I'm going back to recuperate, I won't watch other things, and I won't join in the excitement."

After all, Yi Qiao took a deep look at the people around him, and spoke in a soft and gentle voice.

"Let's go."

Seeing Yi Qiao walking away with easy steps and bouncing away, Zitong bit her lip angrily and stared at her back intently.

Turning his head to the side, coldly twitched the corner of his mouth, snorted coldly, put his hand on his waist and spoke.

"Isn't it because of Mr. Gu's relationship? I don't believe that members of their Gu family can tolerate Yi Qiaoyi. Just wait for me. Don't think about getting better with the blood I bleed today..."

Hearing Zitong's soft and vicious voice, Zhao Qi stepped forward resolutely, grabbed her by the arm, and pulled her aside forcefully, to the corner, and looked at her carefully.

"Stop making troubles, Yi Qiaoyi has no intention of making trouble with you at all, you have always been looking for trouble..."

At this moment, Zitong was dragged into a daze, and raised her eyes to look at him inexplicably. When she heard these words suddenly, she was so angry that she opened her mouth and breathed violently.

Then he took a deep breath, stretched out his fingers to poke his chest in frustration, and opened his mouth helplessly.

"I'm looking for trouble? Can't you see the wound on my hand? Can't you see the blood? You're just biased towards Yi Qiaoyi."

While talking, Zitong raised his arms, pursed his lips slightly, lowered his head a little aggrieved and angry, and looked at the wound on his hand.

After she finished speaking, she seemed to have remembered something, paused slightly, was stunned for a while, then turned her head solemnly to stare at Zhao Qi.

"This is really strange. I remember that you didn't know Yi Qiaoyi before. It was only when you joined the film crew that everyone knew each other. Why are you so partial to Yi Qiaoyi?"

If the two of them didn't know each other before, and they didn't have any private relationship, under what circumstances would he favor Yi Qiaoyi like this?

Could it be that Zhao Qi actually likes Yi Qiaoyi?

Seeing that Zitong seemed to have malicious intentions, Zhao Qi frowned vigilantly, narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and spoke calmly.

"I'm not partial to others. I'm just talking about the facts. To be honest, don't slander me with nonsense here."

Seeing that Zitong was so excited, if she really told the truth, it might hurt Yi Qiaoyi.

Although Zhao Qi immediately denied it, Zi Tong suddenly lowered his head when he heard these words of his decisive denial, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, squinting his eyes, and squinting them slightly with dark eyes.

"When did I slander you? I haven't said anything yet, why are you so nervous?"

Seeing this, Zhao Qi took a few steps back with a guilty conscience, swallowed a little, coughed lightly, and said solemnly with a straight face.

"I don't care about you..."

After saying that, he turned around in a hurry, walked quickly towards the door, and pushed the door out without looking back.

"Stop, you are so partial to her, do you like Yi Qiaoyi?"

Suddenly, hearing a decisive question from behind, Zhao Qi squeezed the doorknob tightly, took a deep breath, and turned around slowly.

He frowned tightly, kept exerting force with his hands, leaned his whole body slightly crooked and almost pressed against the edge of the door, pretending to be calm and speaking, his voice trembling slightly.

"You are sick, can you stop creating these scandals, I don't want to let my affairs delay others."

Then the atmosphere between the two became a bit sharp, neither of them was willing to give in, and for a moment they didn't know how to end the scene.

Suddenly the director poked his head out from somewhere, heaved a long and helpless sigh, slowly pushed the door and walked in, shaking his hand slightly, and said comfortingly.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, you still have injuries on your body, go and treat the wounds, since you are all from the same company, you can take Zitong there."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qi moved a few steps to the side in repulsion, looked at Zi Tong with disgust, and rolled his eyes calmly.

"Don't go..."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Qi immediately opened the door and walked out in strides. Before he had taken a few steps, he suddenly felt a tightness in his neck, and someone pulled his clothes and pulled him back.

At this time, Zitong raised his head arrogantly, pointed his nostrils at him, and mercilessly withdrew his hands, with a slight smile on his face.

"What? Do you just hate seeing me so much? But even if it's out of humanitarianism when I'm hurt, you should have some sympathy, right?"

Seeing that the two were about to fight, the director quickly stepped forward, grabbed Zitong's hand, and forcefully tore her hand off his clothes, smiling.

"Forget it, forget it... I think there may be too many things happened today. He is in a bad mood. I'll ask someone to take you there..."

Hearing this, Zitong directly pushed the director away with his elbow, a little coquettish, shaking his shoulders.

"I don't want it. I don't want someone else to give it to me. I want him to give it to me. If he doesn't give it to me today, I won't go."

Unexpectedly, it would suddenly become like this, Zhao Qi helplessly raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, lowered his head in distress, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

"Whether you want to go or not, anyway, you are the one who gets hurt. If you don't go, the wound won't heal, and it's not me who suffers."

Looking at the back of Zhao Qi leaving resolutely, Zitong stomped his feet angrily.

"you……"

Just in the middle of speaking, the little assistant rushed over suddenly, decisively hugged Zitong aside, spoke in a low voice, and at the same time covered Zitong's mouth with his hand.

"Zitong, don't be angry anymore, you are too obvious, if someone finds out, this matter can be big or small."

She is already married, and has a husband who has fallen in love with an actor in a film crew. This matter should not be known to others, and if it is so obvious, everyone can see it.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Zitong's face darkened, he frowned tightly, his eyes showed a dissatisfied murderous look, and he twisted his body vigorously.

"Go away, you are just an assistant, why are you qualified to talk about me, I have encountered so many things today, can you help me a little bit?"

While pushing the little assistant hard, she didn't control the strength well, Zitong directly fell heavily to the ground, and the wound split instantly.

Seeing the painstaking effort coming out, the little assistant covered her mouth in panic and ran forward in a panic.

"Let me hold you."

Seeing this, the corner of Zitong's mouth rose slightly, and the expression on his face looked a little scary.

"I don't need your fake kindness. I won't go. The big deal is that it just leaves some scars. If it hurts, it hurts. I'm not afraid."

Hearing this, the little assistant raised his hand as if lost, scratched his head, turned his body gently, looked deeply at the direction of the door, and shook his head helplessly.

Slowly squatting down, squatting in front of Zitong, with a pleading expression, pouting pitifully.

"Don't be like this, if you get hurt outside, the company will scold me then, I was originally..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Zitong hugged his knee and laughed softly, his body trembling slightly.

"Okay, it's not impossible to let me go for treatment, you ask Zhao Qi to send me there..."

After listening to these words, the little assistant bit her hand on her lower lip in embarrassment, silently drew circles with her fingers on the ground, and lowered her head a little aggrieved.

"Mr. Zhao Qi, although you are not particularly famous, you are still an actor with some status. I can't call him."

Although he is a rookie actor who has only been promoted in the past few years, and his real fame may not be very big, but at least he is in the top right now, how can a small assistant do it.

Seeing this, Zitong pinched the little assistant's ear dissatisfied, pulled her hard, and dragged her in front of him.

"He and I are actors in the same crew. Now that something happened to me, if I can't even do this, what do I need you as an assistant for?"

The little assistant rubbed the green and sore ears that had been pinched, her eyes were red with grievance, she wiped away the traces of tears, and bowed respectfully.

"Okay, I'll try it."

When he came in front of him, the little assistant was a little scared, walked forward cautiously, looked at his face, smiled awkwardly, and opened his mouth slightly.

However, before he could say a value, he reached out his hand decisively and indifferently to stop her, and shook his head lightly. His voice was like a calm lake, without any waves.

"Needless to say, I know what you want to say, I won't send Zitong off."

After listening to these words, she raised her hand to cover her heart with some discomfort, feeling that her heart was falling heavily like a stone.

Not knowing what to do for a while, she quickly rolled her eyes, summoned up her courage, and strode forward.

"Can you please think again, this matter is really very important, if I don't finish it..."

If he can't be invited back this time, I'm afraid the job will be lost.

After listening to these words, Zhao Qi's expression became slightly heavy, and he raised his eyes to look at the little assistant a little bit unbearably.

"Sorry, I can't help you."

Hearing this, the little assistant's expression was dull, as if she understood, she pursed her lips tightly, nodded vigorously, and walked back to Zitong's side with heavy steps.

Seeing the little assistant come back alone like a bereaved dog, Zitong's face darkened, and he stood up with difficulty while leaning on the chair, stretching out his hand and poking the little assistant's head vigorously.

"You can't do anything if I ask you to do something. What's the use of me keeping you? I'll just kill you, forget it, kill you..."

After finishing speaking, she casually picked up the book lying on the side, and beat the little assistant vigorously, cursing while beating.