Ji Ying's well-maintained hands were still white and tender, her fingers tapped the edge of the teacup, and she dragged a long voice and asked, "Oh, how are you going to cooperate?"

I have to say that Ji Nansheng's words pierced her heart.

Although she has already arranged the chess piece of Meiyuan below, if Ji Nansheng can help her, it will be more to break up the insurance of this pair of men and women.

"Auntie, look at this. ”

Ji Nansheng took out a thick tablebook and pushed it over the table.

Ji Ying turned two pages and frowned, "The script of "Beichuan Xing"?"

"Beichuan Xing" is the movie that Song Yunyan and he just finished.

At present, it is already in post-production, plus publicity, and it will only be released in two months.

Because it is an ambitious ancient blockbuster with a huge investment, the script is kept secret and no one outside the crew has seen it.

"Yes, script. Ji Nansheng's warm face sank, and he said coldly, "After my aunt finishes reading the script, she can read another novel, called "Woman". ”

Ji Ying was slightly stunned.

Ji Nansheng didn't stay longer and soon left.

As soon as he left, Ji Ying stared at the script for a few moments, and immediately called an assistant.

......

Love Island.

Song Yunyan finished taking a photo, and after two days, the film was repaired.

"This one is not bad, and it's in the photo album?"

In the living room of the hotel's private room, Kelly sat on the sofa with her and clicked on a photo on the computer with her mouse.

Song Yunyan was not interested, and after a glance, he complained, "What's good! Dress like a nun!"

"And this one?"

Kelly was amused and changed it again.

Although she was dressed conservatively, it was a short skirt that showed her arms and long legs, and she nodded with a cold face.

"Where's this one?"

"Make do with it. ”

“......”

Because of Mr. Jiang's intervention, there are really not many photos that can be used.

The two of them picked for a long time, and only selected about 20 tickets.

While putting away the computer, Kelly casually asked, "Where did Mr. Jiang go?"

"By the sea. Song Yunyan said, "I go every day, and I take Ah Cheng with me, as if I am surveying the terrain and planning to build a resort here." ”

Kelly nodded, for a moment, and was a little puzzled, "If you want to build a resort, you also go to the sunny side of the island, I see that Mr. Jiang always goes to the shaded side." ”

Song Yunyan didn't understand this.

She didn't pay much attention and said indifferently: "Maybe you want to find another way?"

Kelly nodded indifferently.

"Then I'll send these photos to the Ministry of Commerce, so that they can start making a photo album and then prepare for release?"

"No, I can't. ”

Song Yunyan was about to agree, but a low voice sounded above his head.

raised his head from the sofa, and sure enough, he saw Jiang Rongqing wearing sunscreen clothing.

He went out under the scorching sun every day, but his complexion was still cold and white, which made her a woman jealous.

"What is Mr. Jiang going to do?"

Helpless, she stood up and asked.

Jiang Rongqing ignored her and stretched out his hand to Kelly.

Kelly subconsciously hurriedly handed her the tablet.

Looking through the photos picked by the two, he had no expression, and said as a matter of course: "Send these to me, as for the photo album...... Forget it, it doesn't have to be issued. ”

"Mr. Jiang!"

Seeing him Shi Shiran hand the computer back to Kelly, Song Yunyan couldn't bear it.

"You interfere with my choice of clothes, and you want to stop the release?

Seeing this, Kelly had already left with a sense of humor.

She didn't dare to think about how Yunyan could be so wanton in the face of Bingshan Jiangzong?

There were only the two of them left in the living room, and Jiang Rongqing's little dignity in front of outsiders was also put down, hooked his lips and smiled, and raised his hand to pinch the little woman's cheek.

"Don't move your hands and feet!"

Song Yunyan dodged away with a cold face.

"Okay, what's mad at me?"

Rubbing her hair comfortingly, Jiang Rongqing took her hand and walked out, "Won't it ruin your shooting? ”

"I don't want to! Hey, I'm not going—"

Song Yunyan refused to be honest, and in the end, the man bowed his waist and carried her to his shoulders.

Heaven and earth turned upside down in an instant, and she exclaimed in surprise, raising her hand to pat the man's strong and broad back.

"Put me down!Hey—"

Struggling and shouting all the way, the two passed by the sandy beach blown by the sea breeze and by a coconut grove.

Finally, deep in the verdant coconut grove, Song Yunyan saw a glass house.

Transparent walls and roofs reveal artistic bouquets of flowers and furniture.

"It's ......"

The beautiful picture is like a candy house in a fairy tale that I longed for when I was a child.

Song Yunyan forgot about the struggle, stared directly at the dream hut, and asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Jiang, everything is ready, now ...... Would you like your wife to try on the dress?"

Ah Cheng walked out of the house next to the glass hut, unnaturally glanced at the proprietress who was being carried by the boss on her shoulder, and stammered and asked.

"Hey, put me down!"

Extremely embarrassed by Ah Cheng's eyes, Song Yunyan slapped him twice more, blushing and asking.

Jiang Rongqing seemed to be smiling, and steadily put her on the ground.

Afraid that she would run away, he immediately held her hand again.

"Well, I'll take her to the fitting room. ”

After speaking, he personally pulled Song Yunyan to the house in the forest.

"What kind of dress to try on, what to shoot? I didn't even prepare—"

He asked all the way, but the man didn't say a word.

And yet—

As soon as he entered the door of the fitting room, Song Yunyan's question came to an abrupt end, and he gasped in surprise.

The room is full of hangers and mannequins, all of which are hung with all kinds of wedding dresses, Chinese wedding dresses, and cheongsams embroidered with golden dragons and phoenixes.

At the same time, there are also pairs of men's tuxedos, suits, and Chinese gowns.

"W-This?"

His heart was pounding, and a hot flush surged under Song Yunyan's eyes, and he looked at the man in disbelief.

"What are you stunned!"

The man slapped the top of her head amusedly, and said in a casual tone, "Who have you seen getting married without wedding photos, huh?"

She thought it was just a contract marriage, but she didn't expect Jiang Rongqing to be so serious.

Get a certificate, a wedding party, a honeymoon, a wedding dress.

It's all there.

Enduring the sourness in his eyes, Song Yunyan smiled sincerely and said softly, "Thank you, Jiang Rongqing." ”

"Mrs. Jiang, is your name for your husband too unusual?"

Jiang Rongqing raised her hand and wiped away a tear hanging from her eyelashes, and teased with a smile.

The little woman's mouth opened slightly, as if she didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

He lowered his head, couldn't help but kiss the red little mouth, and whispered in her ear: "Wife, what should I call me, think about it again." ”

His face was hot, Song Yunyan pursed his lips, and finally squeezed out a voice from between his lips: "...... Husband. ”

In the elaborately arranged glass flower room, Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang finished taking their wedding photos.

After getting the samples, back at the hotel, Song Yunyan flipped through them one by one, holding the tablet and reluctant to put it down.

"You say, is it good to hang this in the living room at home?"

Pointing to a photo of a Chinese-style dress, Song Yunyan asked expectantly.

Jiang Rongqing rubbed her hair, and was about to answer, when the door was knocked on urgently.

It's as if someone has come to report something urgent.