good night warlord

Fatty Wang controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and with the other, he took Gu Qingya's hand and put it on his thigh, while kneading:

"It's like this. Today I heard the director say that I want to reduce your role..."

Gu Qingya's eyes widened: "What? Reduce my role?"

Fatty Wang nodded, and immediately said:

"But don't worry, I will help you. As long as you... can stay with me well, I will definitely find a way to help you keep more drama."

The corners of Gu Qingya's eyes narrowed slightly, it must be Gu Qingyi, otherwise it wouldn't reduce her role as the third female lead, which is not much.

Now that I have used up all the resources in Tengguang in "Looking for the Dragon", if I can't let myself keep the role, then why should I spend such a big price.

Gu Qingyi, you are ruthless enough to lure me into the game step by step. Do you have to force me into a corner before you are willing?

The only thing that can save her now is this disgusting man.

When Gu Qingya came back to her senses, she realized that Fatty Wang had pulled her hand to his leg.

"Qingya, when you first came to the production team, I thought you were a talent to be created. You are beautiful, and you are so humble. I believe that as long as you are given a little time and opportunity, you will definitely become a superstar.

I have a good friend who is planning to shoot a movie recently, and he is in the very long Tiancheng Hotel now, how about I take you to meet him? "

Gu Qingya didn't know if Fatty Wang had any real good friends in Tiansheng Hotel, but she knew that once she agreed to go to Tiancheng Hotel with him, something would definitely happen.

From the moment she decided to take the opportunity to enter the entertainment industry, she was prepared to be caught by unspoken rules. Although Fatty Wang was disgusting, he knew quite a few people in the industry.

She thought it through very clearly, made a decision, and smiled softly on her face:
"Then I have to thank Director Wang. In the future, I hope Director Wang can help me a lot."

Fatty Wang laughed happily: "It's easy to say, easy to say, Qingya, you're tired after filming for a whole day, and when you get to Tiancheng, take a good bath and rest, and then it won't be too late to see my friend."

Gu Qingya said with understanding and interest: "Everything is under Brother Wang's arrangement."

……

Zhan Yuan, at nine o'clock, in the dining room, Gu Qingyi sat at the dining table, quietly waiting for Zhan Shiyan to come back for dinner.

She had already figured it out, if he really didn't want to talk, she wouldn't ask.

It wasn't that she let go, on the contrary, but that she was too scared.

She found that she was more afraid of losing him because of this than knowing whether he knew her when he was a child.

Because of love, she can try to be a blind man and a deaf man.

She believed that he also loved her, and if she didn't tell her, it must be for her own good.

"What's going on? Mister hasn't come back today?"

Aunt Zhou and Uncle Fu whispered in the dining room, although they wanted to hide it from Gu Qingyi, the hostess, but the whole Zhanyuan was too quiet, it was not difficult for Gu Qingyi to hear.

"Uncle Fu, call Shi Yan and ask when he will be home?"

Uncle Fu went in response, and came back after a while and told carefully:
"Young Mistress, sir is on a temporary business trip and is still on the plane, so he didn't call back."

Gu Qingyi quietly clenched her little hands on the table, the tip of her tongue touched the root of her upper jaw, she asked in a low voice:

"Forbe, did you ask how many days you will be away on business?"

"I asked...they said they were going to go for three days."

Aunt Zhou was a little puzzled:

"Sir, why don't you call in advance if you are going on a business trip..."

Uncle Fu knew the inside story, so he interrupted Aunt Zhou:
"Don't talk about it, since the husband is away on a business trip and won't come back, you should hurry up and serve the food, the young mistress must be hungry at this late hour."

Aunt Zhou repeatedly answered:

"Yes, I'll arrange for the kitchen to bring it here."

"No need." Gu Qingyi's clear voice sounded, stopping Aunt Zhou from going to work:

"I'm not hungry, I won't eat tonight."

Gu Qingyi doesn't have any appetite now, so where can she eat.

Aunt Zhou wanted to persuade her again, but Fu Bo held her back:
"It doesn't matter if the young mistress doesn't want to eat now, let Aunt Zhou prepare some supper, when the young mistress is hungry and wants to eat, she can just tell her afterward."

Aunt Zhou gave Uncle Fu a puzzled look, and Uncle Fu tried his best to flirt with Aunt Zhou as if the corners of his eyes were cramped.

The two had worked and served in Zhanyuan for many years, and there was still some tacit understanding. Aunt Zhou knew that there must be something else hidden when she saw Uncle Fu wink, and shut her mouth wisely.

Gu Qingyi returned to the bedroom, but in the bedroom, her thoughts were all on a man named Zhan Shiyan.

When I saw the dressing table, I thought of his gentle and affectionate way of drying her hair.

But after thinking about it, it seemed that his face had changed into Gong Yimian's appearance, but in his imagination, Gong Yimian was much younger than Yan Yan during the war.

It is said that a perfect lover is inseparable from the careful training of his ex-girlfriend, so what about him?Was it taught by Gong Yimian?

Seeing the bed, he thought of the way he tasted the essence of himself.

But in his mind, he seemed to be able to think that he might have done the same thing as the most intimate thing between couples like Gong Yimian.

His technique is so skilled, it is hard to guarantee that he is not experienced in many battles.

Very annoying very annoying.

When she heard Gong Yimian showing off to herself, she could still comfort herself that it was all in the past tense, and she also had a past, and she shouldn't care about the two offsetting each other.

But when she saw his evasive reaction, she realized that she had lost her mind. It wasn't that he didn't care about Gong Yimian anymore, but that he buried Gong Yimian deeply in her heart and no longer dared to touch her. Uninterested touch.

Gu Qingyi raised her foot and walked towards the small study room. She didn't know what happened to her, maybe she was jealous, because of Gong Yimian's jealousy.

What's the use of knowing that I might have crossed paths with him?

The person who accompanied him in his youth was always Gong Yimian, does it matter if he knows himself or not?To him at that time, he was just an insignificant passer-by.

Entering the small study room, looking at the high stack of study materials on the desk, he threw all the books to the sofa in agitation.

After taking off her shoes, she curled up on the sofa chair, looking at the empty room, feeling a little sad.

The cell phone rang in the bedroom next door, because it was too quiet, even if Gu Qingyi was in the small study, it was a bit abrupt.

Gu Qingyi didn't intend to pick it up, but she called the other party over and over again as if she wouldn't stop if she didn't.

Feeling even more annoyed by the noise, Gu Qingyi had no choice but to pick it up.

When she returned to the bedroom, she had already thought about it. If Yan called during the war, she must immediately hang up and turn off the phone as punishment for not telling her when he was on a business trip.

But when he got the phone, he realized that it wasn't him who called, but Huo Jinfeng.

She wanted to hang up even more.

But thinking of Huo Jinfeng's urinating nature, he guessed that if he really hung up on him, he would definitely call her to find out that her phone was dead.

That way, even if Yan called back during the war, her cell phone would be turned off.

"Xiao Qingqing, go online, I'll teach you how to play the game."

Huo Jinfeng's unruly voice came from the other end of the phone.

"……it is good."

She needs something to divert her attention, otherwise, if she thinks about him all night, she will go crazy.