Li Zhi sat upright, smiling gently and calmly, without saying a word, nor taking the glass of wine. She was silent, leaving Mr. Li there.

Sister Feng laughed and smoothed the scene. She got up and took the glass of wine for her. "Zhizhi was thin-skinned and flattered. Don't worry, producer Li is very good, drink it."

Li Zhi was still sitting like this, making the atmosphere awkward. Sister Feng couldn't hold her face and was about to open her mouth, but the door of the box symbolically knocked on her and then pushed it open.

The slow and calm man smiled lightly, "It seems that he went to the wrong place."

Li Zhi's back stiffened and turned his head in disbelief.

Song Yancheng was wearing a black business windbreaker and stood upright by the door. He walked towards this side, step by step, slowly and heavy. Everyone looked at each other, wondering what was going on.

Song Yancheng didn't look at Li Zhi, but put his hands behind his back, walked to Sister Feng, looked at her, and asked indifferently, "I want to drink so much?"

Sister Feng frowned suspiciously and looked alert.

Song Yancheng slowly picked up the glass of wine in Mr. Li's hand, his eyes calmed down, and there was no trace of turmoil. The next second, he suddenly pinched Sister Feng's chin and forced her to retreat. Song Yancheng did not let go, but instead tried harder, forcing Sister Feng to open his mouth. He poured the glass of wine directly into her mouth, "Since you want to drink so much, then drink it!"

The white wine choked, Sister Feng's face turned red with coughing, her mouth was covered with water stains, and she was so embarrassed that she had no image. She blushed and her neck was thick, and she pointed at Song Yancheng and was trembling: "You! Cough cough! Cough cough..."

Song Yancheng held the wine glass, buckled the mouth of the glass, swayed in the air, loosening it - a scattered fragment. He picked up a tissue, wiped his hands carefully, then held Li Zhi's shoulder, and took the man out with a heavy and powerful force.

Silently, he left the elevator, walked through the hall, and followed the revolving door. The clear air outside swept away the depression that had been suppressed for a long time. Li Zhi seemed to have a stranded fish back into the water. She took a deep breath.

Mao Feiyu ran over in a hurry and patted Li Zhi on the shoulder and said, "Are you okay? Then what about the death of March 8 that didn't do to you?"

Li Zhi couldn't resist his ruthlessness and frowned and said hoarsely, "I'm going to be slapped by you."

It's okay to say that. Mao Feiyu touched his forehead and relaxed, "I was fucking scared to death."

Li Zhi lowered her head, feeling not very high, her fingers were folded and pinched together, looking very calm. Song Yancheng held her hand and wrapped it tightly in her palm. Mao Feiyu's eyes were sharp, and the words "Let go! Don't be photographed" were swallowed back when he reached the mouth.

When he returned to the car, Mao Feiyu called everywhere, trying to test the news from his media friends. He spoke tactfully, and circled around. Song Yancheng couldn't listen, "You don't need to inquire, the people who were eating today dared not leak the news."

Mao Feiyu was also concerned and was confused and sighed, "Yes, those who can invite Xu Feng to dinner are either rich or resources, and they are afraid of affecting themselves."

Li Zhi was wearing Song Yancheng's coat, huddled in the co-pilot, turning his head to look out the window.

Song Yancheng obviously wanted to take her back to his place tonight. Mao Feiyu didn't say anything. He just walked around to the driver's seat and knocked on the window when he got off the car.

Song Yancheng slid down the car window and looked at him.

Mao Feiyu's face was calm, but he had a bit of entrusting his words, "She has a bad temper, she is as stubborn as a cow. Sometimes she doesn't speak nicely, but she is not bad and has no intention of harming others. Moreover, this girl has suffered from hardships. It's not easy for her to make some money from being unknown to now. Today's situation is just that she has become accustomed to the past two or three years. You... look at her more. You can take care of her in the ignorant places."

Song Yancheng looked at him, put his finger on the steering wheel, and said only one sentence, "She is mine, there is no need to bear it, I should."

Mao Feiyu yelled and joked: "Arrogant, Playboy is so good at talking."

Song Yancheng still had the calm expression, "not only can you speak, but you do it well."

After saying that, he got up to the car window and was far away.

Getting off the car in the parking lot, Li Zhi jumped onto his back and whispered, "Brother Cheng carried me on his back."

She was light, and Song Yancheng bent down and carried the person up along her legs. Li Zhi hugged his neck and laid his calves on his shoulders, shaking his calves.

Song Yancheng: "What's the origin of that woman?"

Li Zhi sighed and said in a low mood: "She and Brother Xiaomao have always had some small conflicts. Then I recently had some disputes on the contract, and the two sides were having a dispute. They were full of open and secret arrows, so I had to worry a lot."

Song Yancheng frowned, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Li Zhi lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and said to the truth: "I don't want to cause trouble for you."

Song Yancheng pinched the side of her legs and made her feel heavy. She was so painful that she hissed, "Savage."

Song Yancheng didn't say anything. He was steadily carrying her back and returned home silently. After returning home, he got along naturally, and there was no deliberate nervousness or concern. He asked Li Zhi to take a bath first.

The sound of water in the bathroom sounded, and Song Yancheng went to the study and made a phone call.

When Li Zhi came out wrapped in a bath towel, he was sitting on the sofa, looking at the computer with his legs raised. Li Zhi leaned over and said, "Does Brother Cheng smell fragrant?"

Song Yancheng did not move in all directions, "stinking."

"Go to yours." Li Zhi patted the back of his head and went back to the bedroom to change his clothes.

Song Yancheng heard her cell phone ringing and answering the phone. The vague sound of the call, she listened more and less. Ten minutes later, Li Zhi held the cell phone and walked out of the bedroom slowly, with a confused expression on her face.

"Sister Feng called, she apologized to me on the phone, and said that she would apologize to me in person in person tomorrow." Li Zhi blinked, not stupid, looked at Song Yancheng for a few seconds, and immediately reacted.

"You did it?" She walked around him, squatted down slowly, and looked up at him.

Song Yancheng gently touched her face, with a calm and confident eyebrows, and said indifferently: "No one is allowed to bully you."

Li Zhi smiled with a pursed lips, and as she smiled, her eyes were filled with wetness.

Song Yancheng's fingertips rubbed the skin of her eyes, and was extremely gentle and patient, "Don't be afraid of trouble, that's an outsider. My favors, face, interpersonal causes and conditions, who else can I use if I don't give it to my women? If you like filming, go and shoot it. Without your consent, I won't visit the set in Shenzhen, Shanghai, Beijing, Guangzhou. You can move forward bravely and take care of yourself, but you can also try it. I will give you the feeling of sheltering from the wind and rain and having a way to retreat - try to put your head on my shoulders, your neck cannot be broken."

Li Zhi's face was pillowing on his thighs, and tears were flowing down silently.

She didn't make any sound, like a child eating candy in the dark, quiet and cautious, for fear of scaring the candy away.

Song Yancheng gently pinched the skin on the back of her neck with his warm fingers, and he was speechless at this moment.

The two of them snuggled quietly for a while and took a rest of the momentum. He asked casually: "I heard from Weixi that you didn't take on his drama. He said that the pay he offered you was much higher than the other one. How could you choose which one?"

Li Zhi's body suddenly tightened and he didn't answer for a long time.
Chapter completed!