Taking a deep breath, Zhou Xian raised his steps and met someone in front of him.

Cheng Lin said indifferently: "Mr. Zhou, please come with me."

Zhou Xian's eyes flashed, and he said "yes", and entered the elevator with Cheng Lin.

In the confined space, Cheng Lin was straight, standing one step closer to Zhou Xian.

Looking at the number of whereabouts, Zhou Xian couldn't help but whisper: "Cheng Lin, are you doing well?"

He finished speaking for a long time without a reply.

Until the elevator door opened, Cheng Lin stepped out, and a slight female voice came quietly, with only one word.

"good."

...

On weekends, MG 7th floor.

"here!"

Seeing Taozi waving to him, Mo Xiran subconsciously expanded her smile and walked over quickly.

As soon as I got to the seat, Taozi pinched her cheek, "Little girl, how long has it been since I looked for me? Well? If I have a husband, I don't want my best friend, right?"

"Oh! I don't!" Mo Xiran frowned, avoided Taozi's attack, and sat down, "What are you talking nonsense, what husband."

"Hmph!" Taozi curled her lips and invited waiters to order food.

While waiting for the dishes, she began to ask: "What have you been doing when you go to Xuancheng? Is it fun? Have you met Gu Ziqi? Is he super handsome? I told you that I have been obsessed with him for a long time! Unfortunately, he rarely exposed it, and I have seen it once a long time ago."

"You idiot!" Mo Xiran looked at Taozi with contempt, "Don't dream as soon as possible, they love their wife!"

"I just fantasize about it casually!"

"Oh." With a sigh, Mo Xiran began to complain to Taozi, and of course, he gave Zhou Yanchen a hundred times the matter of exaggerating and exaggerating.

After she finished speaking, Taozi was immediately angry and burst into dirty mouth.

"Damn! Is Zhou Yanchen still a human being? He is actually treating you like this!"

"Woo woo." Mo Xiran pretended to cry, holding Taozi's arm and acting coquettishly, "That's not it! He is simply not a human!"

"Absolutely not!" As he said that, Taozi picked up Mo Xiran's face, "Xizi, are you going to endure it like this?"

"What about it? Do I have the capital to resist?"

"Not this." Taozi frowned, "I mean, it's just a job, I can find something else for you."

Mo Xiran was stunned and then shook his head, "For many reasons, Zhou Yanchen and I signed an agreement, so we cannot break the contract, and I want to stay in the dynasty."

In the last sentence, she had something else.

As her best friend, Taozi naturally saw it. She hugged her. Taozi smiled and asked, "Yoyo! What's the matter? The Dynasty has a reason why you can't bear it? Is it a person?"

Mo Xiran bit his lip, and the gentle and smiling face flashed through his mind, and his little face turned red.

At night, Taozi insisted on pulling Mo Xiran to search for fun, but Mo Xiran ran away.

After criticizing Mo Xiran for being unfaithful on his phone, Taozi hung up the phone angrily.

Mo Xiran pleased Taozi and sent a text message begging for mercy. When Miss Tao calmed down, she also arrived at the Zhou family.

Knocking at the door, Xiao Dong opened the door, but looked solemn.

Mo Xiran asked quietly, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Dong whispered: "Old lady is angry. Madam, you go in and take a look."

"Get angry?" She was stunned and quickly walked into the living room.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the atmosphere as tense.

Old Mrs. Zhou sat on the sofa, accompanied by Zhou Yanxi and Wang Ruoqing.

Zhou Yanchen stood behind the coffee table, and Chu Zhouran pulled his arm.

Hearing the sound, everyone looked at her.

Mo Xiran blinked and whispered: "I, I'm back."

"Xixi, come here." Old Mrs. Zhou sighed and waved to her.

She didn't know what was going on, so Old Mrs. Zhou called her, so she walked over quickly.

Holding Mo Xiran's hand, Old Mrs. Zhou settled her beside her and sat down, patting the back of her hand, "Don't be angry, mom will make the decision for you."

angry?

What anger?

Mo Xiran was full of question marks and subconsciously turned to Zhou Yanchen for help.

Zhou Yanchen's phoenix eyes tightened, and he seemed to be enduring something.

Her doubts became increasingly widening, and her eyes fell on the coffee table inadvertently and stopped.

There is a newspaper on it, with a spread out page, and the title of "Dao": Supermodel Wei Qing meets the top rich man at night.

There is also a picture below, which is not very clear, but it can still be seen that it is Zhou Yanchen.

He hugged a woman and was coming out of the hotel to get on the bus.

His hands carefully protected the woman's face, but were still photographed by another angle.

The thing that Mrs. Zhou told her not to be angry was actually referring to this.

The entertainment reporter photographed him having a tryst with a woman!

...

A towering tall building, in a high-end apartment, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The girl was wearing a white evening dress and holding a half-burned lady's cigarette at her fingertips.

With a blurred look and exquisite makeup, the girl was sucking in a deserted manner and sucking in the smoke rings.

The agent Fang Ze walked in and smelled the smoke and immediately spoke: "Wei Qing! Why are you smoking again!"

Wei Qing turned around, looked at Fang Ze indifferently, walked towards the coffee table, extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, and then threw the newspaper on the coffee table over.

The newspaper hit Fang Ze's chest and landed at his feet.

"You did it." She used statements rather than questions, and it seemed that she had confirmed the answer.

Fang Ze didn't turn around and nodded directly and said, "It was the photo I found for someone to take."

"Ha!" Wei Qing sneered and gritted her teeth and said, "Do you want to ruin me?"

He actually dared to find someone to take photos of her and Zhou Yanchen!

This is not seeking death!

Will Zhou Yanchen never see her again?

Thinking of this possibility, her heart felt unbearable.

"Wei Qing, listen to me." Fang Ze raked his hair, walked over, and held her shoulders, "Do you think if this matter was not Zhou Yanchen's default, could this photo be logged out?"

Wei Qing was stunned when she heard this.

After a while, she said, "You, what do you mean? What is the default?"

"What I mean is that Zhou Yanchen's default on the photo." Fang Ze let go of Wei Qing and continued.

"You lost the last opportunity and your net worth has dropped a lot. I have been thinking about how to help you recover. The best way is this, and there is a scandal with Zhou Yanchen. This popularity is probably not easy to retreat."

"You use Zhou Yanchen to hype!" Wei Qing said coldly, "Are you crazy? Zhou Yanchen allowed you to do this?"

Fang Ze nodded, "He allowed it, otherwise he wouldn't have picked you up last night."

Last night...

Wei Qing murmured, her mood drifted away.

...

Because of the missed contract in the last movie, Wei Qing's reputation in the industry has greatly reduced.

Many people were secretly mocking her, saying that her proud peacock also had time to fall, and people waiting to watch the show were lined up.

In order to save some face, the company not only arranged for her to walk on a large catwalk, but also arranged several dinner parties for her.

They are all with well-known directors, producers and producers.

Wei Qing understood the rules of this industry, and she knew she had no choice.

Actually, why bother with this?

As long as she reveals that she has a backstage like Zhou Yanchen, it will be more effective than anything else.

But Wei Qing was very smart. She knew clearly what Zhou Yanchen hated. She would not allow herself to become what Zhou Yanchen hated.

So Zhou Yanchen didn't know all this.
To be continued...