Everyone else is lying that my wife is my enemy

I do not know when the symphony in the banquet hall has changed into soothing light music. Shutting through the crowd of people who are drinking and drinking, all they hear are greetings and greetings, and the words spoken are similar.

Chairman Xia picked up an empty wine glass as he passed a table, and a bartender beside him poured the wine quickly.

Wen Rong stood still and did not move.

"You take a cup too, at least you have to make a show." Xia Dong didn't intend to force others to make things difficult.

"Okay." Wen Rong picked up a goblet, and poured the clear red wine into the crystal glass. She held it up gracefully, and her temperament changed quietly.

Xia Dong took her to a few strange middle-aged men, with a commercial smile, exactly the same as what Wen Rong had seen before.

"Liu Dong, Zhang Dong."

"Ah, so it's Dong Xia."

Liu Dong and Zhang Dong were planning to chat with Xia Dong, but their eyes were caught by the well-dressed warm velvet.

The fluffy chestnut long curly hair is divided into threes and sevens, one side hangs on the left side, loosely covering one third of the left cheek, and the other side is pinned behind the ear, the peach eyes are slightly hooked, and there are various styles.

The starry sky dress has a gradient color from top to bottom, from dark to light. The skirt is long and short, and the legs are straight and slender.

"This is Wen Rong, an artist from Nebula Entertainment." Xia Dong introduced.

Wen Rong showed a timely smile, "Hello, two directors."

"Okay." Liu Dong and Zhang Dong kept their eyes on Wen Rong, and their commercial smiles added a bit of desire/desire.

The people next to him were gradually attracted by Wen Rong. This place was originally a place for business people to exchange greetings. After discovering Wen Rong, they looked at it without hiding their eyes.

The warm velvet mold sample is outstanding, and after being carefully designed by Tang Suxiao, the advantages of the facial features are fully displayed.

Mr. Xia was very satisfied with the effect produced by Wen Rong, and took the opportunity to discuss some business matters with Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhang.

Wen Rong stood quietly, with a decent smile on her face. The eyes of the outside world, such as scrutiny, inquiry, jealousy, lust/desire, etc. were all blocked by her smile. She was obviously very gentle, and her whole body exuded a kind that should not be desecrated. cold and severe.

Including Xia Dong gradually discovered during the conversation that at this time she was like Wen Rong's employee, working for Wen Rong.

Perhaps it was an illusion, she could only think so.

Chairman Xia's goal was achieved, and he took Wen Rong to the next place.

After walking a few steps, Xia Dong was stopped by someone. The other party was an elderly man with gray hair but hale and hearty.

"Go back and find Meng Qing." Dong Xia walked up to Wenrong with a smile after speaking, more enthusiastic than the previous commercial smile.

"Elder Li."

Wen Rong saw that the two started talking, and she didn't need to be a vase herself, so she lowered her head to hide her smile and left.

On the way back from the original road, all kinds of staring gazes wished they could turn into nails on Wen Rong's body, but Wen Rong just walked calmly, looking straight ahead.

A man in a suit who was leaning on the round table to drink was holding a wine glass, tried his best to show a gentlemanly smile and walked up to Wen Rong, "Hello, may I ask..."

"Don't talk." Wen Rong walked around him after saying two words in a cold voice.

The partner with the man saw that he failed to strike up a conversation and taunted him: "Hey, Young Master Liu is also sometimes ignored by others."

Liu Jiuyuan was already very upset by Wen Rong's rejection, but now he was ridiculed by his companions, unwilling to do so, he squinted at the mocking person, raised his jaw and walked towards Wen Rong.

"Stop, do you know who I am?"

Only a fool would stop, Wen Rong thought so.

Seeing that Wen Rong ignored him, Liu Jiuyuan, who has always been a fan of the moon, immediately quickened his pace and approached Wen Rong.

Liu Jiuyuan raised his other hand that was not holding the wine glass, Wen Rong turned his face slightly, and glanced at him from the corner of his eye, his eyebrows and eyes were folded, and he was about to fight back.

A white and slender hand suddenly lay between the two of them. The silver hollowed-out flower branch bracelet on the wrist had an irregular design that was majestic but not out of the ordinary.

"Mr. Gu?" Liu Jiuyuan was stunned when he saw Gu Jin, but his eyes lit up.

Wen Rong was so fascinated by the sudden appearance of Gu Jin that she couldn't move her eyes.

The long hair that had always been draped behind her was coiled up, leaving a fluffy feel, and two strands of black hair hung in front of her ears, reflecting the long red gemstone earrings brightly and dazzingly.

Gu Jin was wearing a white slim dress, the neckline and cloak were embroidered with classical golden patterns, dignified and grand.

"Get out of the way." Gu Jin sneered at Liu Jiuyuan.

She pulled Wen Rong over, crossed her fingers, turned around and took Wen Rong away in the other direction, leaving two backs facing the angry Liu Shao.

Liu Jiuyuan didn't dare to offend Gu Jin, so he had to go back angrily, and his companion laughed again.

"Who did you say was that woman just now? Why haven't you seen her before?"

"I'm so familiar with Gu Jin, can't she be an artist under her banner?"

"Who knows, she is really beautiful, many times more beautiful than our female companion."

……

"Where are you going?" Gu Jin asked.

"Find my agent."

Wen Rong returned to the place where she was separated from Sister Qing according to her memory, but Sister Qing was not here.

Gu Jin took her to sit on an unoccupied sofa, and the two were so close that Wen Rong could smell a new perfume on Gu Jin.

The eyes gradually fell on the red gemstone necklace on Gu Jin's sexy collarbone, which was almost exactly the same as the one worn by Wen Rong, except that the moon on it was a right quarter moon.

"Do you like it?" Gu Jin also looked at the necklace on Wen Rong's collarbone.

Red gemstones are like lips that are dripping red in warm velvet.

Wen Rong usually doesn't like to wear lipstick, but after applying it today, the delicate red lips tempted her to pick them off.

"I like it." Wen Rong nodded, she always wears collared clothes and rarely wears necklaces.

Gu Jin's eyeliner is long, and her phoenix eyes are a little less cold and more romantic than before.

In a corner with ambiguous lighting, the nearby music is charming and the smell of wine is tangy.

Gu Jin suddenly reached out to wrap Wen Rong's waist, her eyes blurred, and her face gradually enlarged in Wen Rong's eyes, forcing her to lean back and lean against the soft sofa.

"What's wrong?" Wen Rong asked in a low voice, sneaking her eyes to the side, worried that someone might see her.

"Hmm..." Gu Jin whispered on Wen Rong's cheeks, warm and warm.

"I miss you, Fluffy."

Wen Rong's heart was hit instantly, beating thumpingly, fearful and worried.

"Have you been drinking?" Wen Rong tried her best to sniff Gu Jin, but she didn't smell the alcohol, only the perfume on her body.

Seeing Wen Rong make such a cute move, especially with Wen Rong's natural and well-behaved baby face, Gu Jin's heart was tightly grasped by her, and her eyes were intoxicated.

"Fingrong?" A shadow came over, and Sister Qing's words instantly shattered the ambiguous atmosphere.

Gu Jin got up calmly, sat up straight, with an ascetic and gentle look on his face, as if what happened just now was just Wen Rong's illusion.

Wen Rong looked at Sister Qing who was shocked, and said calmly, "What's wrong, Sister Qing?"

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

After realizing that the two of them were so calm that she was the only one who had a problem, Sister Qing closed her wide mouth, "It's like this, I just saw Director Hu, we can chat with him."

"Director Hu is indeed a serious and capable director." Gu Jin admitted.

Since Gu Jin said so, Wen Rong is also willing to meet her.

She stood up and said to Gu Jin, "I'll be back later."

Gu Jin nodded, "Well, you can go."

Sister Qing wondered when did they get so familiar?

Wen Rong followed Sister Qing to find Director Hu, and after talking to him for a few words, Wen Rong found that he was rigid in his speech, not someone who liked to flatter, and at the same time he didn't like those who couldn't speak.

Director Hu thinks highly of her appearance, just recently he needs a younger sister of Xiao Jiabiyu's heroine for casting, and said that she can audition for the play.

After Sister Qing expressed her gratitude in every possible way, a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s came quickly. He was very surprised when he saw Wen Rong, and asked Director Hu who she was.

"Mr. Yang, this is Wen Rong, an actress. She is going to try out the second female role in the new drama." Director Hu explained.

"Wen Rong, this is Mr. Yang, the producer and investor of our new drama."

Sister Qing kept saying hello, but Wen Rong just nodded.

Holding the wine glass, Mr. Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled at Wen Rong, "Wen Rong, would you like a drink?"

Wen Rong didn't have a wine glass in his hand, and declined politely: "Thank you Mr. Yang, I don't drink."

"So shameless?" Mr. Yang said with a smile.

Sister Qing hurriedly explained, "No, it's Wen Rong who was just discharged from the hospital, and the doctor said no drinking."

"What happened?"

"Car accident."

Mr. Yang shook his head, took a sip of his drink and sighed, "If that's the case, forget it."

Director Hu is familiar with Mr. Yang, and he can see that he is dissatisfied with Wen Rong. The biggest one in this drama is Mr. Yang. Who is Mr. Yang dissatisfied with and who dares to keep it?

Sister Qing also knew Mr. Yang's temper in the circle, and was worried that the opportunity he had won so hard would be wasted, so she proposed: "I am Wen Rong's manager, let me replace Wen Rong with a toast to Mr. Yang to apologize."

"Oh?" Mr. Yang looked at the whole face with a pale face, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. He was always pleased with Wen Rong, and he was always trying to fight against Wen Rong, "Wen Rong, you are acting, so you can drink it." .”

Wen Rong still looks like Mumu.

"Mr. Yang, the doctor said..." Sister Qing hurriedly spoke for Wen Rong, but was interrupted by Mr. Yang, "How about it? It's just a glass of wine. After drinking this character, it's yours."

This time Director Hu couldn't help it anymore, "Mr. Yang, Chen Li will be on the list. Those who can't be stopped, and those who are capable will take the place. There is no need for this."

Mr. Yang looked unhappily at Wen Rong, who was always calm and composed, as if he didn't take everything seriously.

"Oh." Feeling the three scorching gazes, Wen Rong finally spit out a word, went to the table next to him and picked up an empty wine glass, smelling the smoke/fire, the waiter tremblingly poured down a glass of red wine.

The whole process was very smooth, Wen Rong came back soon, and raised his wine glass to face Mr. Yang.

"Mr. Yang remembers to keep his word." Wen Rong didn't even raise the corners of his mouth when he spoke, Ru Xing's eyes stared directly at Mr. Yang's proud eyes.

"Of course." Mr. Yang said proudly.

Wen Rong looked down at the crystal clear and precious red wine in his hand, which looked ordinary.

"and many more."

A cold voice interrupted Wen Rong's movements.

"Mr. Gu?" Mr. Yang and Director Hu were surprised that Gu Jin actually came?

Gu Jin's brows and eyes were already cold and cold, and his red lips were pursed into a straight line, indifferent and alienated.

The sharp phoenix eyes stared coldly at the two middle-aged men directly and sharply.

"Forcing a little girl to drink, isn't it good?" The flat voice was devoid of any emotion.

President Yang and Director Hu looked at each other, Wen Rong looked like a child who hadn't grown up, immature and innocent.

It doesn't make people feel any sense of crisis, and it's even likable.

But Mr. Yang thought from the bottom of his heart that Wen Rong was not easy to control, so he came up with the idea of ​​forcing her to drink, to see how arrogant she was.

"I'm just joking." Mr. Yang tried to laugh, "Mr. Gu, Ji Xing Film and Television has been in the limelight recently, and has a long-term cooperation with Wen's Group, the leader of our city A."

Hearing Wen's Group, Wen Rong pricked up his ears.

"It just happened to be spotted." Gu Jin replied lightly, not wanting to say more.

Mr. Yang didn't bother himself, and raised his glass again, "Want a drink? Mr. Gu?"

Gu Jin held a goblet in his hand, his eyes were cold, "Forget it."

"Mr. Gu, you're not a child, why don't you give me face?" Mr. Yang looked at Wen Rong intentionally or unintentionally.

Just as Gu Jin was about to speak, Mr. Yang said arrogantly: "Our company has cooperated with Wen's Group for a long time, and Mr. Gu has only just started to cooperate. It is very good for young people to achieve this step, but we still need to know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the people. "

Those present could naturally hear that Yang was always mocking Gu Jin for his ignorance.

Gu Jin looked at Mr. Yang indifferently, "Why does Mr. Yang do this?"

Mr. Yang was in a hurry, and today he was first rejected by an unknown newcomer, and then Gu Jin interrupted him, not toasting each of them, he really didn't take him seriously.

"Mr. Gu, at least I have used your newcomers from Ji Xing Film and Television for several of my dramas. Are you going to disrespect me like this?" Mr. Yang began to put pressure.

He was complacent, waiting for Gu Jin to submit.

Suddenly, the red wine in the wine glass overflowed, and the cold liquid flowed on his hands, flowing down his wrists into the sleeves of the high-end suit, dyeing a piece of white shirt sleeves red.

"You..." Mr. Yang exclaimed, the wine glass fell from his hand and shattered to the ground with a bang, the red wine overflowed, splashing everywhere with wine stains.

People nearby stopped or leaned forward to watch what happened, discussing and pointing.

Mr. Yang looked at the dark wine stains on his trouser legs, glared at the culprit angrily, and cursed: "What are you doing?"

The instigator, Wen Rong, simply blinked her big eyes, "I just poured the red wine in my hand into your glass, anyway, you love it so much, don't you?"

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The author has something to say:

Wen Rong: Come drink~