The city is lit up.

Inside the senior VIP ward.

Wen Wen looked at her face in the mirror and frowned, "Why can't it fade." ”

The man sitting opposite said lightly, "You're too anxious." ”

Rest assured mirror, Wen Wen was very annoyed, "If the swelling is not reduced, what should I do if there is still shooting next?"

"I pushed you. The man put down the magazine in his hand, and pressed his slender fingers on his eyebrows, "I will pay your liquidated damages, you can rest assured and wait for recovery." ”

Wen Wen pursed her lips, as if she was a little annoyed, "Xiuchen, if you push off the schedule like this, you will be criticized." ”

"You don't have to worry about that, I'll take care of it. ”

He is the CEO of Huanyi, and he can almost cover the sky with one hand in the entertainment industry, but I am afraid that this little thing will not be settled?

"You don't need to go to that magazine, I'll send someone to negotiate. ”

Mu Xiuchen's eyebrows were as warm as jade, and there was a casual smile on his lips, "How do you want me to clean them up and give you anger?"

As he spoke, the door was pushed open.

Fu Heng wore a thin black trench coat and walked in with long legs.

"The doctor said you probably don't have a food allergy. Fu Heng put a stack of reports in front of him, "Maybe it's cosmetics." ”

Wen Wen looked up in astonishment, "Ah Heng, why are you here?"

Fu Heng didn't answer her words, but continued: "I asked your agent to take the skin care products you used for testing, which contain ingredients that make you allergic. ”

Mu Xiuchen stood up, picked up the report that Fu Heng brought in, rolled it slightly, and did not speak.

Just swept his heavy gaze to the man who had just come in.

Warmly clenched the quilt.

She lowered her head, and her face covered by her long hair flashed with a hint of reluctance and resentment.

Fu Heng sat for a while, then turned around and left the ward.

Mu Xiuchen immediately left.

In the dimly lit and long corridor, Mu Xiuchen handed him a cigarette, "Where is the one in your house?"

Fu Heng didn't take his cigarette and nodded, "Well, I just knew." ”

"That's it!" Mu Xiuchen lit his cigarette, "I heard that she ordered a warm lunch." ”

"It's none of her business. Fu Heng's voice was indifferent but very determined.

"Tsk, it's protected. Mu Xiuchen smiled a little contemptuously.

"Just be realistic. After speaking, he patted Mu Xiuchen's shoulder, "I'll go first." ”

After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, but was grabbed by the man's arm, "You're not going to care about her?"

The expression on Fu Heng's face was bleak, "I'm married." ”

He looked at Mu Xiuchen's eyes meaningfully, "What she needs now is you." ”

…………

Chu Ci lay in the hospital for a few days and went to the magazine office nervously.

I thought the editor-in-chief would be furious.

But everything was quiet, as if nothing had happened.

During the lunch break, Fang Yi quietly pulled her into the pantry, "The warm agent called and said that Wen Wen was not ready to pursue it, and after the filming was postponed, the schedule would be released over there." ”

Chu Ci almost choked himself with a mouthful of water, "Don't pursue it, this matter is over?"

"It should be!" Fang Yi was obviously very happy, "The editor-in-chief said that you are working as usual. ”

After speaking, she looked worshipful, "Sure enough, the goddess is the goddess, and the person is beautiful and generous." ”

Chu Ci was also a little inexplicable, feeling like he was dreaming.

Not only did I not lose my job, but I also didn't mess up the shooting.

Heaven has been so kind to her!

Is it because she feels that she has had enough of the ordeal and is ready to make her life start a little smoother?

When she was about to get off work, Chu Ci received a call from Fu Heng, reminding her that she should go back to her old house today.

also deliberately emphasized that he would come downstairs to pick her up from her magazine.