"Please put your attention!" Wei Qing pushed the other party away with all her strength.

The man smiled softly and pinched her jaw, "What kind of purity is pretending to be at this time? Miss Wei, we just need it. Go to bed, I will give you a bigger movie than you missed, and I will make you a hit!"

"I won't!" Gritting his teeth, Wei Qing broke free from the man and stumbled towards the door.

The man looked at Wei Qing leisurely, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When she was about to reach the door handle, he suddenly stood up and strode over.

He hugged Wei Qing from behind and the man kissed her cheek.

Wei Qing burst into control and screamed, and Fang Ze was back.

"Mr. Zhang!" Fang Ze exclaimed, rushed over and pulled Wei Qing out of the man's arms and protected her behind her.

Grieving his teeth, he looked at the man, "What is Mr. Zhang doing? What is Wei Qing doing wrong? I apologize for her."

"Get out!" the man scolded coldly, pointing at Fang Ze with a strong breath, "What the hell are you? Pretend to be confused with your understanding! If you bring her here, just let her accompany me to bed!"

"Fang Ze..." Wei Qing grabbed Fang Ze's sleeve and shivered.

Fang Ze said coldly: "Mr. Zhang misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding?" the man sneered, "I tell you, you will take her away today. I promise that no one will ask her to act in this industry. Do you believe it or not!"

Wei Qing's head became dizzy and she couldn't stand even.

Fang Ze hugged her and looked at the man, "Mr. Zhang, Wei Qing feels uncomfortable. I will take her away first and come to apologize to Mr. Zhang another day."

After the words came, Fang Ze helped Wei Qing and walked quickly towards the door.

The man was furious, "Stop!"

Two bodyguards immediately rushed up at the door.

"What do you think this is? Come and leave as soon as you say it?"

In addition to the identity of the producer, men also have some background methods in the Tao.

Seeing that it was difficult to escape today, Fang Ze had no choice but to turn his head and say to the man: "Mr. Zhang really won't leave us some way out?"

The man sneered: "Wei Qing stays, you can leave."

Wei Qing shook her head in Fang Ze's arms and looked at him begging.

Fang Ze gritted his teeth, laughed at himself, raised his eyes and looked at the man, and he paused word by word: "Don't you know Mr. Zhang or not?"

Zhou Yanchen said the three words, and the man was obviously stunned.

"What do you mean?"

Fang Ze tightened his arms and whispered: "Wei Qing is Zhou Yanchen's person. If Mr. Zhang moves, what will happen? I don't need to say more."

After a while, the man squinted his eyes, "How do I know what you said?"

Fang Ze reached out and took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a phone number.

While waiting for the connection, his palms were sweating.

Finally, a low male voice came from over there: "Hey."

He immediately opened the hands-free one, and Fang Ze said, "Mr. Zhou, Wei Qing is in some trouble."

...

He took Wei Qing to the nearest hotel, and Fang Ze twisted a wet towel to wipe Wei Qing's face.

Wei Qing's face was abnormally red, and her forehead was covered with fine sweat.

Fang Ze lowered his curse and clenched his fists and thrust his feet on the bed.

Soon, the doorbell rang.

He quickly got up and opened the door.

When the door opened, Fang Ze shouted respectfully: "Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Yanchen glanced at him and asked indifferently: "Where is Wei Qing?"

Fang Ze moved aside and whispered: "Inside."

Standing beside the bed and looking at Wei Qing, Zhou Yanchen took out a pack of powder from his suit pocket and handed it to Fang Ze.

"Rinse it with water."

Fang Ze nodded, took it, and turned around to get the water.

After drinking Wei Qing a powder, Zhou Yanchen touched Wei Qing's hair and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on? Explain it clearly."

Fang Ze had no choice but to explain the story clearly.

Zhou Yanchen pondered for a while and said coldly: "Look for entertainment journals you can trust and let them come here as fast as possible."

Fang Ze was shocked, but he also understood what Zhou Yanchen meant.

Fang Ze never expected that Zhou Yanchen would be willing to help Wei Qing like this.

The protection in the dark finally turned into the help of the open.

In fact, he was also very strange, and he suspected more than once why Zhou Yanchen was so fond of Wei Qing and so good.

It is absolutely impossible for Wei Qing to be his niece's friend.

He is not someone else, he is Zhou Yanchen.

And if Zhou Yanchen likes Wei Qing, why didn’t he be with Wei Qing?

The two of them always maintain a state of having more friends and less lovers.

He once asked Wei Qing, but Wei Qing has always been silent about Zhou Yanchen's affairs and kept silent.

But at this moment, all kinds of things are not the time to think too much.

After a quick response, Fang Ze quickly walked to the outside room to make a phone call.

Zhou Yanchen sat beside the bed, staring at the sleeping Wei Qing deeply.

Ten minutes after taking the lower powder, Wei Qing's face improved significantly, and she no longer had the abnormal flush.

Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she seemed to have signs of waking up.

Zhou Yanchen shook her hand and called her in a deep voice: "Wei Qing, Wei Qing wake up."

After screaming a few times, Wei Qing slowly opened her eyes.

At first, her eyes had no focal length, but she was confused for about a few seconds, and suddenly her pupils dilated.

"No! No!" Wei Qing sat up suddenly after speaking in fear.

"Wei Qing!" The calm male voice suddenly penetrated into the cochlea, and then his arm was tightly held.

Wei Qing subconsciously struggled and looked at the people around her.

A charming face in her eyes was reflected in her eyes. She blinked, her nose felt sore, and she even swallowed: "Yan Chen."

"It's me." Zhou Yanchen answered.

Wei Qing sobbed, threw herself into Zhou Yanchen's arms, and grabbed his sleeve tightly.

"Yanchen, Yanchen, Yanchen..."

"It's okay." Zhou Yanchen stared at him and gently patted Wei Qing's shoulder to comfort him.

His hand was just on her shoulder, not stepping closer, nor holding her.

Wei Qing stabilized her emotions and immediately withdrew, "Sorry, I'm a little excited."

"It's okay." Zhou Yanchen said indifferently, and Fang Ze walked in behind him.

"Wei Qing, are you awake?"

He looked up at Fang Ze, and Wei Qing nodded, "Yes."

Fang Ze gritted his teeth and whispered: "Wei Qing, what happened today is my responsibility, sorry. But if you want to believe me, I definitely don't want you..."

"I know." Wei Qing sighed and smiled bitterly, "Yan Chen, I'm so sorry to let you see me so embarrassed."

"Okay, stop talking." Zhou Yanchen sterned his eyebrows and turned his head to exchange glances with Fang Ze.

Wei Qing didn't know what the two were discussing, she just felt a little dizzy.

I couldn't help but hold my forehead and ears, Zhou Yanchen said in a gentle voice: "Wei Qing, I'll take you back."

She bit her lip and nodded.

Zhou Yanchen sent her home and left. She didn't think much about it and went to bed.

The next day, I walked the catwalk as usual, took pictures of pictorials, and attended fashion dinners at night. After a busy day, I didn’t even have time to touch my phone.

It was also at a fashion dinner that she occasionally heard several models talking about her behind her back, and then she learned that the newspaper had photos of her and Zhou Yanchen published.

Still can't believe it.

She couldn't figure out why Zhou Yanchen suddenly...

"Are you really sure that Yan Chen acquiesced about this matter?" Still worried, Wei Qing asked Fang Ze again.

Fang Ze nodded, "The entertainment reporter was called by him in person, and he deliberately showed your face to the entertainment reporter. Wei Qing, Zhou Yanchen is helping you."

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