Beiyao Film and Television City is a famous filming location for film and television dramas, and many crews gather here.
Lin Jingfei often comes to film, but she doesn't like staying in hotels.
After all, there are too many film crews in the film and television city, and they are all staring at the scramble for the rooms of the five-star hotels. Sometimes the crew can't book an executive suite, so she doesn't want to live in a big bed room.
Coincidentally, there was a newly opened property by the Qin family nearby, and Lin Jingfei knew that Qin Jue had reserved three apartments. Apart from the top floor he kept, there were two sets left, one set was given to his sister Qin Xiang, and the other set of keys was given to her.
But what Lin Jingfei didn't expect was that Qin Xiang's apartment had already been transferred, and the one she lived in had only given her a set of keys so far.
She and Qin Jue have known each other for nearly 20 years, and they are not just friends. In the past, Qin Jue would never favor one over another between her and Qin Xiang.
Lin Jingfei put down the water glass and leaned on the sofa, her delicate and fair face was pure and lovely.
The silk burgundy pajamas clung to her body smoothly, making her skin white as jade, showing off her graceful curves.
She looked at the man standing alone by the window, with a straight and straight body, with an unpredictable expression in his eyes.
Qin Jue has been the most outstanding person among his peers since he was a child.
The Qin family had a prominent position, and Qin Jue was the sure-fire heir. He is good-looking, has good grades, and has the basketball and piano at his fingertips, as if everything becomes effortless in his hands.
And the good manners of the young man, so that all teachers and elders are full of praise.
These youthfulness dissipated, and the man became more mature and decisive, and the cool temperament from the inside out also made him more attractive.
Lin Jingfei once thought that Qin Jue was very close to her, but after returning to China, he seemed to be a little distant. This was a change she didn't want to happen.
After thinking for a while, she got up and walked to Qin Jue's side.
The uninjured right hand held the man's arm, his head was closer, and the neckline of the pajamas was slowly drooping, which seemed to be revealing and captivating.
She seemed to be unaware, and said, "Ajue, did my cousin misunderstand again? Would you like me to explain it to you?"
The voice was crisp and sweet, but also implied remorse.
Qin Jue has been a little taciturn these years, but he is still mild to Lin Jingfei.
He put away his mobile phone, walked to the side and sat down by himself, rubbed his eyebrows, and said warmly, "It's okay, first cooperate with the police to deal with what happened yesterday."
After all, it was he who broke his promise first, and Ruan Zhiyin was in a fit of rage at the moment. He could understand her choice of words, and he would explain it to her well when he went back.
After the two of them went through so many things, Qin Jue knew Ruan Zhiyin's feelings for him and recognized her.
Even though Jingfei had a few minor disputes after returning to China, Ruan Zhiyin would never leave him.
Qin Jue was very sure of this.
But I was still a little more anxious.
"Ruan Zhiyin took Joe on purpose. You said that the wedding was just postponed. She also said nonsense about canceling the wedding, so she's not afraid to play it off."
Jiang Anzheng walked out of the guest room yawning, and his words were full of indifferent teasing.
Ruan's main business is in the hands of Uncle Lin, and marrying into the Qin family means that he has the capital to seize power with Uncle Lin.
He didn't believe that Ruan Zhiyin would really cancel the wedding, let alone break up with Qin Jue.
After he finished speaking, he noticed the direct line of sight.
Jiang Anzheng looked back: "Look at me, Feifei was indeed stabbed by that lunatic. You were not worried when I called you, and you didn't ask if it was serious."
Lin Jingfei's right forearm was wrapped in thick gauze, which looked serious, but was actually just a skin injury.
However, he and she are well versed in the means of the entertainment industry, and will not miss this opportunity to be on the hot search.
"Azheng, Zhiyin is my wife. Even for my sake, you should treat her with respect." Qin Jue's lips pursed, and there was a faint warning in her words.
Jiang Anzheng spoke recklessly, but Ruan Zhiyin had a good temper and never bothered with him before, so Qin Jue didn't care too much.
But recalling her attitude just now, he suddenly felt that she might mind. It's just because of Jiang Anzheng's relationship with him, he didn't say anything.
Hearing Qin Jue's name, Lin Jingfei's face froze, but she quickly covered it up.
Jiang Anzheng sneered in his heart, wanting to say that he is not married yet
But he also nodded perfunctorily: "Got it."
He didn't like Ruan Zhiyin, not because of Lin Jingfei, but also because of Lin Jingfei's cousin Lin Zhe.
Lin Zhe chased Ruan Zhiyin when he was in high school, but later he was afraid that the other party was very afraid. And Ruan Zhiyin ruthlessly kicked Lin Zhe out of the Ruan clan as soon as he returned to China, he always felt that the woman's meekness in front of Qin Jue was just a pretence.
He grew up together with Qin Jue and Lin Jingfei from childhood, and it was a real child.
Qin Jue broke up with Lin Jingfei just before going abroad, but within a year of going abroad, she was with Ruan Zhiyin, and Qin Jue took the initiative to pursue it. Jiang Anzheng's mood was really subtle.
Everyone knows that Qin Jue went abroad because of Lin Jingfei's proposal to break up. Jiang Anzheng also hoped that the two of them would be successful, so he was a little angry when Qin Jue told them to date Ruan Zhiyin.
There are a lot of relationships in the wealthy circle, but Lin Jingfei is different from those women, Qin Jue has also kept herself clean all these years. Since he loves Lin Jingfei deeply, how can he turn his head and be with someone else
Even if Qin Jue said that he was actively pursuing him, Jiang Anzheng still felt that Ruan Zhiyin was deliberately seducing him. She looks like a fox, and even when she was in high school, she secretly hooked up a lot of boys without their souls.
Ruan Zhiyin and Qin Jue had a marriage contract made by their elders. In high school, the woman always stayed by Qin Jue's side because of this relationship.
At that time, she looked safe and well-behaved, but after Ruan Zhiyin and Qin Jue dated, Jiang Anzheng felt that she was scheming and pretending.
On the other hand, Lin Jingfei even forced her smile to give her blessings, which made Jiang Anzheng couldn't help feeling a little distressed.
Yesterday, Lin Jingfei was accidentally scratched. Jiang Anzheng deliberately exaggerated the injury and called Qin Jue.
When he asked Lin Jingfei beforehand, she didn't want to affect Qin Jue's wedding, so she declined with a wry smile. But with just one expression, Jiang Anzheng knew that she hadn't let go of Qin Jue.
Ruan Zhiyin wants to marry into the Qin family, he may not be able to stop it, but he will not let the other party marry into the Qin family.
The groom's escape from the marriage, the postponement of the wedding, the sympathy and ridicule of everyone, it's exciting enough.
Since Ruan Zhiyin wanted to be Mrs. Qin, she would have to bear the grievances Lin Jingfei suffered for the rest of her life.
Jiang Anzheng took out his mobile phone and glanced at the hot searches.
I was a little curious, what kind of embarrassment should Ruan Zhiyin be at this moment
—
Ruan Zhiyin looked at the name in the address book at this moment, hesitated for a while, and finally dialed the phone.
The dripping sound dragged on a long note and rang again and again.
The wait seemed extraordinarily long, and just when Ruan Zhiyin almost gave up, the connection was finally made.
In an instant, the prepared words choked in his throat.
The two were speechless, the strange silence lasted for ten seconds, and the call was mercilessly hung up by the other party.
Ruan Zhiyin: "…"
Helpless, she breathed a sigh of relief to calm down and dialed the phone again.
This time, the opposite side picked up quickly.
Ruan Zhiyin paused: "Cheng Yuelin, it's me."
"Oh, I thought I was dazzled. Miss Ruan is in front of the bride, why is she free to call me?" The man's lazy voice was a little hoarse, still the same casual tone of his youth.
No wonder Cheng Yuelin was surprised that he and Ruan Zhiyin had very little private contact. If it wasn't for the necessary contacts in the business field, she would probably block him.
Ruan Zhiyin was not surprised by Cheng Yuelin's habitual attitude, but at this moment, she somehow felt a bit of ridicule from it.
She frowned slightly, her voice cold: "Cheng Yuelin, are you watching my joke?"
"How dare you." He choked slightly, his tone was neither salty nor light, and his words were concise, "Tell me, what's the matter."
Ignoring the sound of glass colliding over there, Ruan Zhiyin pursed her lower lip lightly and cut to the point: "I remember, you are very fond of the Beicheng project."
At the beginning of the year, the Landbridge Municipal Government planned to build a theme park resort in Beicheng. After multiple bids, the Ruan family finally won the project, and Ruan Zhiyin also gained a firm foothold in the Nguyen family.
Cheng Yuelin's family has a great career, and he spent a lot of effort on the Beicheng project at first, but finally returned in disappointment. At the end of the bidding, he also came to chat with her, an old classmate who had a bad relationship with her.
Now talking about this, he seems to have some interest: "Why, Miss Ruan is willing to give up her love now? Can the Lin family agree?"
Ruan Zhiyin's parents passed away early. Although Ruan's surname was Ruan in name, in fact, Lin Cheng, the uncle who joined the family, gradually took over the power.
Ruan Zhiyin paused and said slowly: "There is a way to make Lin Cheng have to agree."
The voice in the microphone became playful: "Oh, what's the way?"
"Cheng Yuelin." After a short pause, Ruan Zhiyin's voice was slightly deep, and she looked at the wall clock walking on the wall, and said seriously, "Now marry me, divorce in a year, and the Beicheng project will be given to you."
When the words fell, there was a muffled sound on the opposite side.
The call was cut off again.
Ruan Zhiyin: "?"
What does he mean
Could it be that she was frightened, ran away by her
Even if the relationship between the two is bad, the classmates' affection is as thin as paper, but she is not a jackal or a leopard.
Ruan Zhiyin looked at the call log on the screen, frowned slightly, and sighed to herself.
Forget it, anyone who was suddenly forced to marry would probably not be able to accept it.
- Taking Qin Jue as a reference, the standard is too high. You have to take into account the face of the Ruan family, Cheng Yuelin is the best candidate.
This is what Gu Linlang just said.
Therefore, Ruan Zhiyin still chose to negotiate this deal, knowing that the other party was her own nemesis, but he was unwilling, and she could not force it.
In this case, she can only continue to consider the alternative No. 2 and No. 3 listed by Gu Linlang for her...
Just thinking about it, the screen suddenly lights up.
Ruan Zhiyin raised her eyebrows in surprise and answered the phone.
"Cough, I'm sorry. I just found out that Miss Ruan's groom ran away."
It was the same lazy male voice.
It's just that the other party seems to be in a good mood, this realization made Ruan Zhiyin choked up—
"Cheng Yuelin, are you happy?"
Although Cheng Yuelin was arrogant and arrogant, and the relationship between the two was tense in high school, Ruan Zhiyin also felt that he was not the one who would attack her.
But now, cognition is broken.
Her groom ran away, but he seemed to be in a good mood? Isn't this what it is
"No, you heard it wrong." He denied it, and then chuckled lightly, "I just think that your eyesight is really bad. But Qin Jue, this kid, has fallen into a big hole."
Ruan Zhiyin had forgotten that Cheng Yuelin and Qin Jue had old grudges, and they didn't deal much with them in high school.
In the past, she might argue a few words. But now, not to mention that Qin Jue had become her ex, and Ruan Zhiyin didn't want to destroy their cooperation.
"Ruan 嘤嘤."
"kindness?"
She responded subconsciously, and then realized that what Cheng Yuelin called was her nickname.
Ruan Zhiyin felt ashamed for a while, and became sullen.
But on the other side, he said -
"Wait, Lord is coming to marry you."
The condescending tone made her look slightly startled.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Yuelin would be so refreshing, and Ruan Zhiyin even prepared for him to bargain.
But he answered lightly, leaving her, who had promised benefits, at a loss for a moment.
Cheng Yuelin didn't care about her silence, and then said, "Oh, that's right."
Ruan Zhiyin suddenly returned to her senses, thinking that he was finally going to bargain, but what the other party said next made her unclear.
"Is there a mirror in the room?"
"Huh? Yes."
"Then you go now."
The voice was neither cold nor indifferent, leisurely.
Ruan Zhiyin walked into the cloakroom. To the left of the wardrobe was a floor-to-ceiling fitting mirror more than two meters high.
She stared at the young woman in the white wedding dress in the mirror, stunned for a moment.
Then he returned to God, and patiently said: "Then?"
"What did you see?"
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
Over there, Cheng Yuelin deliberately dragged his tone and laughed in a low voice: "Ruan 嘤嘤, please don't wipe any tears. I vaguely remember that you looked like me when you cried, especially like my—"
"A bald quail."
…
Ruan Zhiyin suffocated: "Cheng, Yue, Lin."
It was actually given, played, and played by him.
He is still so capable. She has been in a good mood for the past few years, but at this moment she is so angry that she bursts into laughter.
But thanks to his gift, the previous low mood was swept away.
Only a little anger remained.