Jiang Shu on the other side of WeChat had just finished taking a shower, his black hair was slightly wet, and he was wiping it with one hand. When he saw her news, his eyelids lifted lazily, which was not surprising.
Holding the phone, he typed another line of words and sent it in a hurry: [It's okay if you don't know him well, I'm familiar with him, and I'll introduce you to him another day.]
Wen Ning paused for a while, and suddenly sent two words.
[Wen Ning: Jiang Shu.]
Jiang Shu: "..." This little guy has become smarter, not so easy to deceive.
[Jiang Shu: ?]He thinks he can still be rescued.
Wen Ning did not return.
He has always been arrogant and arrogant. At this moment, he didn't even have the annoyance of being exposed, and his heart was inexplicably sweet. Although this little guy said that he didn't know him well, he was still pretending to be in his heart. Otherwise, how could he just say a few words? recognize him.
Jiang Shu didn't wait for her reply, so he simply stopped pretending.
[Jiang Shu: Ningning, I just took a shower, and my hair is still wet. You are not at home, so I wipe it all by myself.]
Wen Ning's mind is simple, no Jiang Shu can go around, and he didn't see the hint in his words for a while. He simply thought that he just couldn't find someone to help wipe his hair. Thinking of her easy to use, the little girl frowned: "What do you think of me?" [Angry.jpg]]
She really just learned to use these social software, in order to express her anger, she also added an angry emoji that comes with the system at the end of the sentence.
When Jiang Shu saw it, he couldn't help but let out a low laugh. The more he looked at that little expression, the more emotional it became. The milk was fierce and the anger was inexplicably coquettish, which made him feel itchy. Mom is cute.
He hooked his lips and replied: [Be a wife.]
After he sent out the news, he was disgusted for a while. In retrospect, when the two hadn't divorced, he didn't seem to have called her that.
In the dilapidated hut, Wen Ning was lying on the bed with her mobile phone in her arms. It was pitch black all around. Only the fluorescent light of the mobile phone illuminated her face slightly. The girl's feathered eyelashes trembled. When the outsiders were asked about their identities, they hoped to hear such an answer from Jiang Shu's mouth, but they never did.
If this was left in the past, she would probably have been coaxed into a dizzy head by Jiang Shu, and she might have been so excited that she couldn't sleep well for ten or eight days. He said she would be willing to do whatever he wanted with her.
only now...
[Wenning: . . . . . .]
Jiang Shu stared at the six ellipses for a while. He was so big that he was admired everywhere he went. No one would dare to send him an ellipsis. Wen Ning was the first.
Needless to say, Wen Ning is also the only person who is willing to spend time and patience to chat with each other word by word.
The corners of Jiang Shu's lips were slightly hooked, and his heartbeat was still slightly accelerated. He used to grow up abroad, and many of his friends liked to play with foreign girls, but he had no interest in those blond and blue-eyed appearances. He had never been in love once in his life. At this moment, in the middle of the night, holding the mobile phone and Wen Ning using WeChat word by word, I inexplicably tasted the excitement of adolescence secretly falling in love.
The man's slender fingers pointed at the screen of the mobile phone and joked: [I told me just now that I wouldn't use WeChat, so please bear with me, now you know how to send me an ellipsis? Who did you learn from.]
There was something in his words that he couldn't even notice, but before he could laugh for two seconds, a red warning symbol suddenly appeared on the chat interface, followed by a string of words—
"The message has been sent, but it was rejected by the other party."
Jiang Shu was stunned for a few seconds before he was sure that he was right. Yes, he even learned to block. He casually found Jiang Mengmeng's WeChat account that he hadn't chatted with him, and only had a cold transfer record.
[Jiang Mengmeng, you will teach your sister-in-law some things to try in the future, and you will never see money again in this life.]
Jiang Mengmeng was lying on the bed holding her mobile phone and eating chicken with her friends. She just got off the parachute and couldn't stand still. A message sent by Jiang Shu made her tremble with fright. One shot exploded the dog's head and became a noble box.
Jiang Shu switched back to the chatting interface with Wen Ning, and looked at the block-blocking sign on the top, and he was about to laugh at it. Very good, he only left him for a few days, and his courage was so fat that he dared to block him, really Get used to her.
**
Jiang Mengmeng still had a strong desire to survive in the matter of living expenses and pocket money. As soon as she saw this message sent by her brother, she knew that the two people's WeChat diplomatic relations just now ended in failure.
She immediately found Wen Ning's WeChat, and planned to say two good words for Jin Zhu's brother: [Ning Ning, did you know that was my brother just now?]
[Wen Ning: Hmm.]
[Jiang Mengmeng: Sister-in-law, tell me about my brother, although he looks like that, his temper is also very average, his personality is not worth mentioning, and he is also very bad to his sister, he has no human feelings and love. Alone, but he is anyway...]
Jiang Mengmeng thought about it for a long time and couldn't think of her brother's merits other than being rich. In the end, she could only give a general overview without giving examples: [But he has a lot of merits anyway, right? You're quite rich, why can't you continue... Continue to settle for him, have you made do with it?]
Jiang Mengmeng's long string of words made Wen Ning, who was a little confused, couldn't help laughing. She could only say that she worked hard for her pocket money, even if it was reluctant.
After Wen Ning laughed, she returned to her seriously: [Your brother didn't like me from the beginning, but cats and dogs will have feelings after being raised for a long time. He just couldn't get used to it for a while, or maybe it was He has always been arrogant, but he was first mentioned for divorce, and he was a little unwilling. He should have someone he likes, and I don't want to occupy the magpie's nest.]
After Wen Ning sent the message, she was in a very calm mood. An Jingjing recited the lines to be filmed the next day several times, and then took out the textbook she had previously accompanied Jiang Mengmeng in class and recited it for half an hour.
Zhou Ziheng told her that when she was still young, she would take more time to consolidate her cultural classes, and she would be able to take the college entrance examination if she worked hard.
Got up early the next day, Wen Ning finished carrying her things, and soon fell asleep holding the quilt.
On the other hand, Jiang Shu was lying on the bed with his mobile phone in his hands, repeatedly flipping through the few chat records with Wen Ning, his lips curled into a smile, and it was dawn before he knew it.
He simply stopped sleeping, got up early, washed and changed clothes at will, and went downstairs. Ren Tiangao was already waiting outside the villa in his car.
The car drove to the fork, Jiang's was in the east of the city, and Wen Ning's crew was in the west of the city. Ren Tiangao subconsciously turned left to go to the company, but the man in the back seat said lightly, "Go to the west of the city."
Ren Tiangao understood it now, and said with a serious "um": "The investment in the west of the city should be inspected in person."
Jiang Shu lazily chuckled and scolded "Fuck": "Too much."
Wen Ning went quite early, but there was no Jiang Shu who hadn't slept all night. When she arrived at the studio, Jiang Shu's car was already parked in the small entrance square at the back door of the studio.
She recognized the car with just one glance as she passed by.
She is very familiar with this black sports car. In the past six months, she can't remember how many times she has been in the car, nor how many times he has done it in the car. She could memorize everything about Jiang Shu before, she was very familiar with it.
Recalling the memory, Wen Ning remembered some red-faced pictures, and his thoughts were a little confused. He was about to withdraw his eyes and go to the studio, but happened to see two people coming down from the business SUV not far from the black sports car.
One man and one woman, the man looked in his early fifties, with a beer belly, slightly bald, wearing a large golden watch on his hand and a gold chain around his neck.
Standing beside her was a tall woman, wearing high-heeled shoes, more than a head taller than a man. I don't know if she was really not afraid of the cold, or if she had just been taken off in the car, and when the woman got off the car, she was wearing only a thin piece of Close-fitting single skirt, the chest is deeply slit, and some parts are looming.
When the woman got out of the car, her feet seemed a little weak and she couldn't stand firm. The man grabbed her waist and pressed the person to the side of the car, and the rough big hand went up and down irregularly.
Wen Ning only hates her eyesight is too good, don't look at her face and hurry up to go to the studio, but she heard the woman panting and coquettish not far from passing by the RV: "Mr. Wang, you must play the role of the noble concubine. Help people get it."
The person called President Wang laughed disgustingly: "Na Na Na, you taste so good, you can play the queen."
Wen Ning frowned and met the voice. She remembered that Mr. Wang had only been on the set yesterday, but at that time he was accompanied by his self-made wife, who obviously held hands and showed love yesterday, and even invited the group The director-producer in the studio is going to attend his and his wife's wedding anniversary reception next week.
Today, I found such a woman to toss outside...
Wen Ning didn't have much to do, and hurried back to the studio after avoiding it.
A morning was also spent waiting. During this period, Jiang Shu appeared on the set and passed by her from time to time when she was reciting her lines.
People like him appear on the set, and there are always big people around to accompany him. He didn't talk to Wen Ning, he just walked here intentionally or unintentionally.
Every time he left, there would be a small farmer who didn't know where he came from running over with snacks and warm milk for her, saying that everyone has it. It didn't feel right.
She didn't want to think it was Jiang Shu's order too affectionately, so she simply got up and changed the position of the corner.
Xu Shi was fed too much milk in the morning, and Wen Ning always felt uncomfortable in her stomach. She took out a tissue from her bag and pinched it in the palm of her hand. She put down the script and planned to go to the bathroom.
The restrooms on the set are on the wrong side, and the costumes are thick and cumbersome. Almost all experienced actors wear hand-relief artifacts in them, and few people usually come here.
Wen Ning walked for a while, and the pain in her lower abdomen became more and more severe. When she entered the women's toilet, there was no one in it. After she went in, she found out that she was visiting relatives. No wonder the pain was so severe.
During this period of time, I was getting divorced and looking for a house and a job. Every day I opened my eyes and closed my eyes. I couldn’t find peace. I was so busy that I forgot my days.
She didn't bring anything, and was worried about soiling the costume, so she put several layers of paper on it. When she came out, she walked to the sink to wash her hands, but she was shivered by the water ice.
However, before she had time to turn off the faucet, a force from the back grabbed her shoulders, and then a big hand wrapped around her slender waist.
Wen Ning subconsciously exclaimed: "Help, hooligan!"
Jiang Shu was about to laugh angrily, he pressed the person against the wall behind him, and the corners of his lips were hooked a little ruffian: "Playing a hooligan? Okay, let me show you what a real hooligan means."
He leaned close to Wen Ning's tender neck, his cool and thin lips pressed against her white softness, and Wen Ning was still pushing him with his hands and feet fluttering. The gap immediately attacked the city.
Wen Ning frowned and kicked him: "Jiang Shu!"
The man grunted and let her go with a chuckle: "What kind of broken buttons in the Qing Dynasty, so strict."
He just couldn't hold back, he was so addicted, he didn't really want to do anything to her here, he would have to abduct her home if he wanted to, he wouldn't wrong her in such a place.
The man was panting slightly, with a sullen voice: "Are you bold? If I say block on WeChat, I will block it? Huh?"
As he said that, he smiled and snapped back the three or two buttons that he had torn off.
When he looked up again, he found that Wen Ning's lips were pale and her face was wrong.
The man frowned: "What's wrong?"
He didn't wait for her to answer, and counted the days: "Are you coming to relatives?"
Wen Ning said nothing.
"Let me see."
Wen Ning raised her head and glared at him: "Jiang Shu!"
"Okay, don't bother you, have you brought that?"
Jiang Shu knew when she saw her expression. The man licked his lips, his delicate Adam's apple slid, and he sighed in resignation: "I'll buy it, you wait here honestly."
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