Yan Qingsi took a deep breath, slowly stretched out her hand, and shook Yue Tingfeng's hand.
At this time, she couldn't argue with Yue Tingfeng in front of the director. She had to seize her opportunity by herself.
Moreover, Sister Mai cannot be embarrassed.
Since Yue Tingfeng pretended not to know him, there was no need for her to expose him.
Revenge is not in a hurry.
Yan Qingsi only planned to touch and then separate, but she didn't expect that as soon as her hand touched Yue Tingfeng's, he held it tightly, and the hold was so tight that she couldn't pull away even if she wanted to.
Finally, when Yan Qingsi was about to get angry, Yue Tingfeng let go of her hand.
When he let go, Yue Tingfeng's fingers scraped Yan Qingsi's palm.
Yan Qingsi only felt disgusted.
Everyone present, who was not a smart person, could see that there was something wrong between the two of them, but they just pretended not to know.
The producer was a fat, middle-aged man with a bald head who looked a bit vulgar. He said, "Has Mr. Yue eaten? If not, can we sit down together?"
Yue Tingfeng: "Okay..."
Yan Qingsi's teeth were almost broken. She would not swallow the bad breath like that. She would always find an opportunity to take revenge.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Yue Tingfeng sat on Yan Qingsi's right hand, the two of them next to each other.
After sitting down, Yan Qingsi took out a pack of wet wipes from her bag and wiped her hands slowly and carefully until they turned red.
Yue Tingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.
After a few people sat down, they quickly started discussing the play, filming and casting. More than half an hour passed, and everyone was sweating. Only Yue Tingfeng sat there and drank two sips of water, his chopsticks shaking. Didn't move.
Yan Qingsi saw everything in her eyes and sneered. The heir of the Yue family would never fish out of the same pot like others. He was too dirty.
He won't even eat those things, such as fat beef, louvers, blood clots, and sheep brains, which everyone thinks are delicious in hot pot.
What Yue Tingfeng eats is always the best. The beef must be from Kobe, the foie gras must be from CLSACE Kansas, black caviar, white truffles... everything must be of the highest quality.
When Yan Qingsi first met Yue Tingfeng, she had seen how picky he was.
In Yan Qingsi's words - I have never seen a man do this in my life.
Fortunately, the Yue family can afford to support him.
Seeing Yue Tingfeng, Yan Qingsi felt ironic. She picked up the wine glass in front of her and drank it in one gulp, the spicy wine flowing down her throat.
Yan Qingsi's heart was spinning. This scumbag Yue Tingfeng was right in front of her. If she didn't do something, she would always feel damn uncomfortable.
Yan Qingsi put down her wine glass, turned sideways, with a smile on her face, and said, "Mr. Yue, why don't you eat? I haven't seen you move your chopsticks."
Yue Tingfeng glanced at her: "I'm not hungry."
Yan Qingsi said softly: "How could it be? Even if you are not hungry, you should at least try it. Everyone is sitting here, isn't it just eating? It's not good if you don't move your chopsticks. This blind is very delicious, please try it .”
Yan Qingsi was very attentive and gave Yue Tingfeng a chopstick. There was a layer of red spicy oil on the freshly taken out louver, which looked very spicy, but Yue Tingfeng didn't like spicy food.
Yue Tingfeng felt his scalp tingle just looking at the red fat belly. He clenched his fingers and looked at Yan Qingsi with a frown.
Yan Qingsi looked directly into his eyes, with a sneer on her lips, and her eyes were full of provocation...
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Your friend Yan Qingsi and your enemy Yue Tingfeng are online at the same time. The second round is a tear!