He's there anyway.

"What about the loss?"

"It's okay." Wen Shiyu said, "I'm very rich! ”

“……”

Song Yixi took the tablet and browsed the documents again, and found that the signatures of these scripts are all very famous screenwriters without exception, from movies to TV series, and the themes involved are also varied.

She glanced at Wen Shiyu in surprise, and the longer she spent with him, the more she felt that his background was unfathomable.

Who the hell is he?

"Have you chosen?"

Seeing her grinding, Wen Shiyu impatiently snatched the tablet from her hand, and his slender fingers were a little casual, "Then shoot this." ”

He moves like he is picking a worthless cabbage.

Song Yixi hurriedly snatched the tablet from his hand, she glanced at the script he chose at random, isn't this a movie that a well-known director is going to make, why did the script fall into his hands?

She didn't dare to challenge such a big production, her fingers slid down, and finally landed on the script of an inconspicuous small web drama.

Song Yixi's heart was a little hot.

If it's such a small script, she might be able to give it a try......

Once such a thought takes root in my heart, it will never linger again.

She closed her eyes, as if she had made up her mind, and turned her head sharply, "Wen Shiyu!" ”

"Why are you shouting so loudly?" Wen Shiyu frowned, put his hands on top of his head, and covered his furry ears, he was not deaf.

Song Yixi's cheeks were a little red, he coughed embarrassedly, and whispered, "Are you really willing to help me?" ”

"Didn't I say that?" She kept asking.

Song Yixi thought about it, took out the bank card given to her by the Tang family and his wife from her bag, and handed it to Wen Shiyu, "If you lose it, these can be worth a little." There are two million of them. ”

Wen Shiyu glanced at her, raised his eyebrows, and took the bank card from her hand.

"Woman." He pinched his bank card and called her lazily.

"Huh?"

"Give me a necklace again, give me money again, and you can't wait to get my favor?"

Song Yixi was puzzled: "What? "What is he talking about?

Wen Shiyu glanced at her, "Aren't you doing this to show me that you are different from other material women?" ”

Don't take his money, want to support yourself.

Heh, he had seen through her plan early on!

“……”

Song Yixi turned his head, silently opened the tablet, and ignored him, a narcissist.

Anyway, no matter what she says, he will deliberately distort what she means.

Wen Shiyu was embarrassed when she reached out and patted her little head, comforting, "Don't worry, even if you are so scheming, I won't hate you." "He's not that stingy.

"......" Song Yixi pretended not to hear what he was saying, and focused on the script.

Wen Shiyu propped his head and looked at the woman next to him.

She pursed her lips slightly, her dark eyes stared at the tablet, her expression was meticulous, and a few strands of scattered hair fell on her fair side face and neck, black and white, intertwined with the ultimate beauty.

Looking at it, Wen Shiyu was fascinated, and it wasn't until the little milk dog pounced at his feet that he suddenly came back to his senses.

Wen Shiyu coughed lightly and stood up, frowned and kicked the little milk dog away from him, pretending to be inadvertent, and glanced at Song Yixi again.

Thought.

This woman...... It's pretty good-looking.