Sometimes, just one look between women can detect the identity of the other party as a love rival.

Zhong Qing is like this to Wen Lishu.

I met Wen Lishu in the box last night, although the two didn't talk too much, but the coldness on Wen Lishuzhou's body, as well as Zhang Xiaomi's behavior of trying to match, Zhong Qing knew at a glance that the relationship between this woman and Song Qiancheng was not simple.

In Zhong Qing's opinion, there is never a shortage of flowers and butterflies around excellent men, she doesn't know the fact that Song Qiancheng is married, so she naturally attributes Wen Lishu to the category of rivals.

She is competitive, and since her rival in love has appeared, she will eradicate one by one, and she will definitely not be soft.

The photo sent to her by the agent shows that Wen Lishu and Zhou Minglang are eating in a restaurant, although the two of them sit separately and do not have any intimate actions.

But a man's feelings towards a woman, whether it is a play on the spot or a strong love, as long as the woman has a relationship with him, there is no room for a grain of sand in his eyes, and he is absolutely not allowed to be fingered by other men.

Zhong Qing grabbed this psychology of the man, took the mobile phone on the table, and turned the mobile phone screen to Song Qiancheng.

Song Qiancheng brought his gaze over, and when he saw that it was Wen Lishu and Zhou Minglang, his expression suddenly darkened.

Zhong Qing was happy when she saw it, just now she was guessing the relationship between Wen Lishu and Song Qiancheng, but looking at Song Qiancheng's tightly knit brows, she already had an accurate answer, the two of them were indeed related.

Zhong Qing wrote to herself, she didn't look at Wen Lishu at all, she held her mobile phone in one hand, and said in a flat tone: "Look, is this the Miss Wen in the private room last night, my agent was eating in a restaurant, and I accidentally ran into her with her boyfriend. ”

When she spoke, she kept paying attention to Song Qiancheng's expression, and when she said the word "boyfriend", Song Qiancheng's face was gloomy.

Zhong Qing added as if unintentionally: "Miss Wen and her boyfriend are really right, but this is a public occasion, it is inevitable to meet paparazzi, as an artist, she should pay attention, otherwise she will be photographed by Yuji, and it will become a topic of public conversation again." ”

Zhong Qing was talking at the other end, but not a word drifted into Song Qiancheng's ears, his thoughts had already drifted away, and the hand that was placed under the table had already clenched into a fist.

Song Qiancheng's heart was very blocked at the moment, he waited for her in the living room last night, she didn't return overnight, and now she is still showing affection with Zhou Minglang outside in a high-profile manner.

The anger that had been hidden for a long time poured out at once, and it couldn't be stopped, so that Song Qiancheng was annoyed and picked up the glass of wine on the table.

said that he would not touch the wine, but it turned out to be a drink with his head raised.

Seeing this, Zhong Qing's eyes slowly narrowed, and the smile on her lips became deeper and deeper.

Seeing that his cup was empty, Zhong Qing stretched out an arm, held the wine jug with beautiful fingers, and silently filled the wine glass for Song Qiancheng, and Song Qiancheng did not stop him.

After that, the two of them acted in mime, one was responsible for pouring wine and the other was responsible for drinking.

Zhong Qing's family has a lot of famous wine, enough for Song Qiancheng to drink, when picking wine, she also deliberately left a careful opportunity, specifically picking those wines with high degree, great stamina, and easy to get drunk for Song Qiancheng.

Bottle after bottle of wine was drunk, Song Qiancheng didn't have a good rest last night, and now as soon as the wine came up, there was a drunkenness, he knew that he was drunk, so he took out his mobile phone and called Weng Ran, asking him to come to Zhong Qing's house to pick him up.

After hanging up the phone, Song Qiancheng sat at the dining table, covering his forehead dizzily.

Zhong Qing saw Song Qiancheng's sad face, and knew that she had succeeded, she didn't dare to say that Song Qiancheng would not like Wen Lishu at once, but that photo really made Song Qiancheng stunned.

Seeing this situation, she said to Song Qiancheng quite intimately: "Mr. Song, you go to the sofa to rest first, and when your assistant comes, I will call you to get up." ”

Song Qiancheng really had a headache, nodded and agreed.

Song Qiancheng staggered to his feet, walked to the sofa in the living room, and after walking over, he sat down uncomfortably and leaned his body on the armrest of the sofa.

Zhong Qing over there had already gone to the kitchen to pour him a glass of warm water, and when she returned to the living room with the water, Song Qiancheng leaned back on the sofa with her eyes closed.

Zhong Qing put the warm water on the coffee table, then stood on the side and gently shook Song Qiancheng's arm, and called softly: "Mr. Song, you get up and drink a sip of warm water." ”

After she finished speaking, Song Qiancheng didn't react at all, and Zhong Qing shouted patiently: "Mr. Song, Mr. Song." ”

Song Qiancheng sat on the sofa in a daze, his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them, but he seemed to hear a female voice calling in his ear.

He tried hard to open his eyes, and it was very difficult to open a gap, and in the hazy vision, he saw a woman similar to Wen Lishu standing in front of him, calling him Mr. Song over and over again.

Even if he was getting drunk, when he thought of Wen Lishu, he couldn't suppress his anger, especially when he remembered the picture of her holding hands with Zhou Minglang in front of him on the night of the fire, as if nothing had happened, and the meal together just now.

In an instant, all the troubles were gathered together, and it was very appropriate, and he remembered in time how Wen Lishu betrayed him two years ago and insisted on marrying Zhou Minglang.

Once a person gets into the horns of the bull, all the problems cannot be avoided.

I remember that when they were in love, Wen Lishu told him heartlessly that she and Zhou Minglang had known each other as early as when they were in kindergarten, and the two were in the next bed at the time, she said that Zhou Minglang was always cheeky and pestered her, saying that her quilt was fragrant and wanted to lie down with her.

Wen Lishu also said that at that age, it was popular to play family games, and Zhou Minglang always asked her to play his wife, and she agreed in a daze, and Zhou Minglang also kissed her face in the game.

Although, it only happened when children were ignorant, but every time he thought about that picture, he always felt that something had been robbed, and he didn't mind it.

Song Qiancheng's heart was full of jealousy, could it be that Wen Lishu relied on him to like her, so he would be so fearless?

At the right time, that shout shouted in his ear again, he couldn't swallow this breath, and directly raised his hand to pull down the "Wen Lishu" in front of him and rubbed it into his arms.

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Weng Ran was stuck in traffic for almost an hour before he came to Zhong Qing's villa.

Song Qiancheng drove here by himself, so he didn't have to take two trips, so he came by taxi.

When he came to Zhong Qing's house, he had already seen Song Qiancheng's car, Weng Ran stood next to Song Qiancheng's car, took out his mobile phone and sent him a text message, telling Song Qiancheng that he was coming.

Soon after, Song Qiancheng came out of the villa with a sullen face, he put his coat on his right arm, and a tie rested on it.

The two glanced at each other from a distance, and Song Qiancheng walked towards him step by step, and took out the car key from his pocket and unlocked the door.

When the two approached, Weng Ran was able to see Song Qiancheng's makeup clearly.

At this time, Song Qiancheng's hair was slightly messy, and the white shirt he was wearing was no longer flat, with a lot of wrinkles.

Song Qiancheng usually pays special attention to his dress, and when he saw him come out, Weng Ran's face showed a piece of surprise.

In the past two years, Weng Ran has been working by Song Qiancheng's side and knows his usual life style very well.

On weekdays, in addition to getting closer to Gu Liwei and Tang Yun, the two opposite sexes, there are few women around him who can get close to him, let alone anything with others.

Weng Ran once mistakenly thought that Song Qiancheng didn't like women, so he would be so indifferent to women, and it wasn't until he married Wen Lishu that he dispelled his doubts.

But what did he see today?

How could Song Qiancheng come out of Zhong Qing's house with such an appearance?

Weng Ran was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask.

Song Qiancheng dragged over with heavy steps, and when he walked to the front of the car, he threw the car keys to him.

Weng Ran stretched out his hand to take it, and Song Qiancheng had slowly walked to the back of the car, pulled the car door and sat down.

After sitting firmly, Song Qiancheng was next to the car door, holding his forehead and silent, Weng Ran had no choice but to move quickly to get into the car and start the car silently.

Along the way, Song Qiancheng sat there motionless, his eyes never opened, as if he was asleep.

In fact, Song Qiancheng didn't feel sleepy at all, and his mind was now full of chagrin and regret.

Why did he agree to this invitation in such a way as to be so angry?

Why drink those wines?

Why did Zhong Qing mistake him for Wen Lishu?

Each of these questions was torturing his soul, making Song Qiancheng feel difficult to breathe.

When he was a child, his parents were very affectionate and set an example of love for Song Qiancheng, and later, his father unfortunately passed away, and his mother did not have any thoughts of remarrying.

His mother always taught him: a life is very long, but only enough to love one person, if you find a suitable partner, you should go on with each other for a long time, even in the process of getting along, there are contradictions, there are difficulties, if there is love, all problems can be solved.

Mother's words affected him, he used to be strict with himself, and he treated love from the beginning, but now he made a very serious mistake, he almost happened to Zhong Qing just now, but fortunately stopped it at a critical time.

But for him, this is already a betrayal.

It was the first time that Song Qiancheng had lost his direction so much, he spread his palms wide and covered his eyes, his head was a mess, and he didn't know how to face Wen Lishu at all.

In a state of cranky thought, the car drove back to the villa.

Song Qiancheng calmly pushed the door and got out of the car, and after walking back to the house, there was a pair of silver high heels on the side of the entrance cabinet, indicating that Wen Lishu was back.

He took a few steps into the house and walked towards the direction where he was located, where the door was closed.

After a few glances, his gaze gradually dimmed, and he withdrew his gaze and walked to the living room with a heavy heart.

Throwing the clothes in his hand on the sofa indiscriminately, Song Qiancheng casually picked a place to sit down, his head was still in pain, Song Qiancheng took out the cigarette case, lit one, and swallowed the clouds.

An hour later, Wen Lishu was thirsty, she took a glass of water and came out of the room.

As soon as he came to the living room, the air was full of the smell of wine, Wen Lishu turned his head suspiciously, and saw Song Qiancheng sitting on the sofa resting with his eyes closed, and he was holding his stomach with one hand, it should be a stomachache.

Seeing this, Wen Lishu silently grabbed the cup in his hand.

As early as two years ago, Song Qiancheng had some stomach problems, but he paid attention to conditioning, and his condition was not serious, but now, he was drunk almost every week, and it was no wonder that his stomach did not hurt.

Wen Lishu walked into the kitchen with a cup, poured herself a glass of water to drink, and then picked up the pot and scooped up a little rice, and silently cooked a pot of porridge.

Wen Lishu sometimes hates her soft-heartedness, she wants to turn a blind eye and go back to the room with her sleeves in a breeze, but she just can't pretend not to see it.

Half an hour later, the porridge had been made, Song Qiancheng was still sitting motionless on the sofa, Wen Lishu didn't want to communicate with Song Qiancheng, and was even more afraid that he would ask, why did he cook porridge for him?

Wen Lishu was ready to divorce, and she didn't want to blur the relationship between the two, so she went back to the room to change her clothes, and left the villa with her bag.

As soon as Wen Lishu walked away, Song Qiancheng opened his eyes.

When she was tinkering in the kitchen just now, Song Qiancheng always knew that he just didn't have the courage to open his eyes and face this complicated relationship.

At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrate, and Wen Lishu sent him a text message: "I forgot to turn off the stove when I went out just now, please turn it off for me, thank you." ”

What a clumsy excuse to cover up her own cooking of porridge.

Song Qiancheng saw it in his eyes, Wen Lishu would rather send him a text message than admit that she cared about him, which just shows that Wen Lishu is determined to clear up the relationship between the two.

Song Qiancheng sat on the sofa decadently, and a different taste was circling in his heart.

……

After Wen Lishu left the villa, he walked outside for several hours and did not return to the villa until late in the evening.

When he returned to the house again, Song Qiancheng was no longer there.

When she entered the house, she immediately went to the kitchen to take a look.

The porridge she cooked was untouched there, and Song Qiancheng never ate a bite.

Wen Lishu sighed when she saw this, took out a bowl by herself, and filled a bowl for herself.

As soon as he ate two bites, there was a sound outside the door, Wen Lishu stood in the kitchen, looked at the door, and saw Song Qiancheng walking in.

Wen Lishu hurriedly turned her body around and pointed her back at the kitchen door.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped at the entrance of the kitchen.

Song Qiancheng stood alone in his pocket, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you free tomorrow?"

Wen Lishu put the bowl in his hand back on the table, turned around, shook his head, and said, "I want to enter the group for two days." ”

Song Qiancheng said "um", turned around, and went upstairs indifferently.

Wen Lishu continued to finish the porridge and waited for the kitchen to be cleaned before returning to the room.

After returning to the room, Wen Lishu began to pack the items needed for her sister.

When she was wandering on the street in the afternoon, she received a call from Zhang Xiaomi, who said that she was interviewing Director Zhong's play that day, and Director Zhong didn't fancy her, but there was a director who made a movie on the scene who took a fancy to her performance and specially asked her to play a supporting role.

That movie has been in preparation for almost a year, and the casting has already been set, and Wen Lishu has caught the last train this time.

The time was not long, it was only two days of shooting, and Wen Lishu agreed when he was idle at home.

The film's opening ceremony is tomorrow, and the director asked her to take time to attend as well.

The next day.

Wen Lishu got up early in the morning.

After the makeup and hair were over, Wen Lishu sat in the living room and waited for Zhang Xiaomi to pick her up and go to the set.

Not long after, Zhang Xiaomi came, and after Wen Lishu got into the car, Zhang Xiaomi put on a mask in the car.

She shouted, "Sister Mi, morning." ”

Zhang Xiaomi was inconvenient to make a sound, and waved her hand at her, as if she had said hello.

After the car drove away from the villa, Wen Lishu kept looking at the scenery along the way.

It wasn't until fifteen minutes later that Zhang Xiaomi took off the mask on her face that she turned her gaze back.

At this time, Zhang Xiaomi had already taken out her makeup clothes and put on her makeup in a hurry.

After painting the lipstick, Zhang Xiaomi closed the mirror with satisfaction, raised her eyebrows at Wen Lishu, and said in a good mood: "How about it, the lipstick I bought newly, does it look good?"

Wen Lishu nodded, indicating that she looked good, and then answered: "Sister Mi, how do I feel that you are very happy today?"

Zhang Xiaomi put the cosmetics back in her bag, and she said as she cleaned up: "There is indeed something that makes me happy." ”

Wen Lishu was curious: "What is it?"

Zhang Xiaomi doesn't sell Guanzi, "I'll make a bottom with you in advance, I found you a good resource, it's a big production, if it can be done, it will definitely be an instant hit." ”

After listening to Wen Lishu, she just smiled faintly, and there was no wave in her heart.

If it had been before, Wen Lishu would definitely be so excited that she couldn't sleep when she heard this kind of thing, but at the moment, her ears could no longer tolerate her tossing like this, she was not interested in the big resource that Zhang Xiaomi said, after all, she had decided to terminate the contract, and now she only hopes to earn enough money for the termination.

And Zhou Minglang had already put pressure on her, urging her to terminate the contract, Wen Lishu thought about it, so she asked: "Sister Mi, can you help me get a job of three million after tax within seven days?"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Xiaomi asked, "Are you short of money?"

Looking at Zhang Xiaomi's enthusiasm for her, Wen Lishu didn't dare to tell her about the termination, if she knew, she would definitely be very disappointed in her.

Wen Lishu couldn't answer, so he was silent.

Zhang Xiaomi saw that she didn't speak, so she thought she was short of money, she suggested: "It's not impossible to earn three million a week, but you have to stay on the set these days, if the director is not satisfied, you have to shoot again, if a week has passed, you still don't take on the job, otherwise you will not be able to do anything, and you will not be pleasing to both points, if you are short of money, I can help you apply for an advance from the company." ”

Wen Lishu smiled bitterly, "Then forget it." ”

The car drove for almost an hour before arriving at the film and television city.

Wen Lishu sat on the side of the seat, and opened the car door by herself, but as soon as she got out of the car, the media surrounded her.

A few days ago, the matter between her and Sister Yang was full of turmoil in the city, and it was rare for the parties to be present, and the media swarmed around and interviewed her: "Lishu, do you still have contact with Qin Yang now, it is reported on the Internet that you want to block Qin Yang, what do you want to say about this?"

Wen Lishu stood by the door of the car, the camera of the long gun and the short cannon was aimed at her, and all kinds of magnesium lights flashed non-stop, and she was about to blind her.

Facing the reporter's question, Wen Lishu just smiled lightly and did not intend to answer.

At this time, Zhang Xiaomi had already gotten out of the car and said to the media in a hurry: "I'm sorry, the start-up ceremony is about to start, and I will be interviewed by you next time." ”

After speaking, Zhang Xiaomi grabbed her arm and pulled her to walk quickly towards the scene of the start-up ceremony.

It has become a habit for the crew to worship first when they turn on.

When Wen Lishu came to the scene, the staff and actors were standing in twos and threes, waiting for the auspicious time to start.

Incense candles, tribute fruits, incense burners have been placed on the tribute table, and the most eye-catching thing is the big pig's head in the middle.

As soon as Wen Lishu stood inside, he saw a familiar figure.

I really didn't expect that Zhong Qing was also in this group.

Wen Lishu's eyebrows couldn't help but sink, although she and Zhong Qing had never had a head-to-head confrontation, but between people, sometimes they talked about aura, and Wen Lishu didn't like it from the bottom of her heart.

Wen Lishu looked sideways at Zhang Xiaomi and asked, "Sister Mi, what role does Zhong Qing play in the play?"

Zhang Xiaomi understood and knew what Wen Lishu wanted to ask, so she replied: "Don't worry, your scenes with her are staggered, and you don't have any rivalry with her." ”

Wen Lishu relieved himself when he heard this.

Five minutes later, the auspicious time has arrived, and the director stands in the front row with representatives of various departments, and the hero and heroine, while the others line up with the queue and press the incense one by one.

After the incense is applied, the director lifts the red cloth covering the camera machine, and a salute falls above his head, and the ceremony is completed.

After the start-up ceremony, filming did not really start, and today the actors were gathered together, firstly, to ask for a good fortune, and secondly, it was also a way of publicity, and there were many media waiting for interviews around them.

Zhang Xiaomi didn't want Wen Lishu to be forced to ask about Sister Yang, and as soon as the start-up ceremony was over, she immediately pulled her back to the car and waited.

After a while, there will be a start-up meal, and Wen Lishu still has to attend, so he can only wait in the car.

Soon after, Wen Lishu left for the place to eat.

The start-up meal was eaten in a Chinese restaurant in the film and television city, and everyone gathered together lively, so lively.

After having a start-up meal, everyone officially returned to the crew for formal filming.

In the first scene of the start-up, there is Wen Lishu's share.

She played with an old drama bone today, and that person was very involved in the play, which also brought out Wen Lishu's emotions, and in the end, under the leadership of the old drama bone, the filming progress of this group was extremely efficient.

From day to night, under the strict requirements of the director, the shooting task was finally completed.

When I got back to the villa, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

There was no one in the house, and I didn't see Song Qiancheng.

Wen Lishu was accustomed to it and returned to the room with her bag.

After staying in the crew for a day, his physical strength was overloaded, and after Wen Lishu freshened up, he slept as soon as he got into bed.

In the hazy sleep room, she heard a fierce knock on the door, which woke her up.

The sound of knock knocked one after another, and Wen Lishu had to open his eyes.

She got up from the bed with sleepiness, and her head was a little trance-like, which also made her impatient.