Concubine Leng lowered her head and smiled with her lips pursed.

"Writer Xia, you also know that it is not easy to get along in our circle. At that time, I had only a talent and couldn't display it, so I was desperate and chose to choose the one who wanted to borrow President Mo to take the lead."

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"Mrs. I promised that as long as I could make Mr. Mo happy, I would give me good resources, so that I am now."

"so what?"

"Self-few people know about this, and Screenwriter Xia is one of them. I think if I don't have acting skills and only resources, I won't be famous."

"Do you want me to keep the secret for you?" Xia Xiaoxi finally heard Leng Feifei's intention.

"Screenwriter Xia is very smart and can guess it. Yes, I don't want others to know about this. If you use your position as a female star, you can destroy it."

Xia Xiaoxi immediately laughed, "So that's the matter, OK, no problem. As long as you don't cause trouble for me, I won't cause trouble for you."

"Screenwriter Xia was joking. Who dares to cause trouble for you? You are now the famous Mrs. Mo."

"Don't worry, I won't say it. Go back, I'm going to go to bed."

"Then I'll thank Screenwriter Xia."

Concubine Leng finally breathed a sigh of relief. She turned around and left. When she just walked to the door, she suddenly stopped.

"Writer Xia, I think you are also a pure-minded person. I would like to advise you here that men in wealthy families are not that simple."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything. Although Mr. Mo has never touched us women, this does not mean that he has no women before."

Concubine Leng smiled softly, "That's all for my words, Screenwriter Xia, good night."

After saying that, Leng Feifei pushed open the door and left.

Xia Xiaoxi couldn't help rolling her eyes. This woman really doesn't understand!

After taking a shower and going to bed, Xia Xiaoxi wanted to call Mo Yeting, but who knew that when she thought of the woman Leng Feifei, she felt uncomfortable and threw her cell phone aside.

As a result, she didn't call him, and he didn't even call her.

Xia Xiaoxi was angry and didn't call Mo Yeting for three days, and didn't even have a text message.

And these three days, she was very busy. She had to work on the crew during the day and play games with Gong Yuchen at night.

On the fourth day, Xia Xiaoxi finally received a call from Mo Yeting.

However, the phone rang for more than a dozen times before she answered the call lazily.

"What are you doing? Why did you take the phone call so long?"

"What are you doing?" Xia Xiaoxi was not angry.

"What's wrong? His tone is so bad? Who made my dear wife angry?" Mo Yeting now opened his mouth when he spoke playful words.

"Who else?"

"Let me guess, okay, Chenchen makes you angry, don't pay attention to him, I will teach him a lesson when I turn back."

"It's his uncle!" Xia Xiaoxi snorted lightly.

"Me? What's wrong with me?"

"I said I didn't let you miss me, but you really don't miss me? I didn't even call me!"

"Who said I don't miss you? The first day was because you had a lot of things to do when you just joined the crew, so you didn't call you. The day before yesterday and yesterday was because I was in the meeting until late, and I was afraid that it would make you sleep, so I didn't call you."

Mo Yeting's explanation was seamless, so that Xia Xiaoxi could not catch the loophole, and it was for her own good.

"I don't care! I will call me every day from now on. If it's too late, I'll send me a WeChat message to tell me."

"Okay, I got it, I won't be angry, huh?"

"Also, do you know who the female lead is?"

"I don't know. I didn't care about this anymore. Didn't you say you won't let me care?"

"Concubine Leng!"

"Concubine Leng? Who is Concubine Leng?"

"Stop pretending to be stupid with me? I used to live in the same room with you, don't tell me, you have forgotten."

Xia Xiaoxi doesn't believe that people with such high IQ like Mo Yeting will turn around and forget about others.

"I really don't remember."

"You have too many women, can't remember it?"

"What's going on with you today? You're so angry? Not only because I didn't call you, right? If you don't like that concubine, I'll call the producer later and change her."

"There is no need to replace her. She acted well. This makes me seem to be relied on your abuse of your private rights."

Xia Xiaoxi curled her lips, "I have a question, I want to ask you."

"You ask."

"Have you really never touched those women your mother sent here?"

Mo Yeting seemed helpless, "I really haven't touched him. If you don't believe me, go and ask Butler Yu, he is the one who handles these things."

"Then you have never touched those women or other things? For example, if your girlfriend is given to you by your mother, you don't like it, it doesn't mean you won't find it."

Mo Yeting suddenly fell silent.

Xia Xiaoxi thought the phone had hung up, but she picked up her cell phone and found that she was still on the phone.

"Hey, husband, are you still here?"

"exist."

"Then why don't you talk?"

"I haven't done it before." Mo Yeting's voice slowly fell down. Xia Xiaoxi had an extremely sensitive nerve. It would be better not to let her know about some things.

Xia Xiaoxi seemed to notice the depression in Mo Yeting's voice, "I don't believe you, I'm just."

Always questioning a man like this will make people uncomfortable after all, right?

It doesn’t matter whether Mo Yeting has passed or not. What’s important is that he only loves her now.

"Okay, needless to say, go to bed quickly, it's getting late."

"Then are you angry with me?"

"No."

"Hehe, then kiss, it's a little bitch"

"Good night."

"Good night."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Xiaoxi finally got a good sleep.

That night, Mo Yeting couldn't sleep for a long time.

After shooting for half a month, basically every night, the two of them had to chat for a while before they could fall asleep.

But in the end, the phone cannot relieve the pain of lovesickness.

These days, Xia Xiaoxi has not felt very comfortable and can’t eat, and occasionally feels disgusting.

When she had dinner with Dong Liangsheng and the director, she had no appetite.

"Screenwriter Xia, seeing that you have not looked good these days, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Xia Xiaoxi smiled awkwardly, "No, maybe it's just that the season has changed now, and her body is not adapting, nothing."

"I feel uncomfortable, but I must say it?" Dong Liangsheng asked with concern.

Xia Xiaoxi nodded, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"It's better to do this. The script for the next few days has been almost finalized. Screenwriter Xia, you might as well take a few days off. It's really bad to look at your face."

Xia Xiaoxi opened her mouth and originally wanted to refuse, but when she thought about going back to see Mo Yeting on holiday, she was still a little moved.

"Is this OK?"
Chapter completed!