"You, what are you doing?"

Not daring to look back, Song Yunyan turned her back to the man who was pressing forward, pressed her chest against the door panel, and asked nervously.

The man gathered his five fingers, wrapped her entire small palm, and squeezed it twice.

He lowered his head and repeated the question in the car: "Song Yunyan, what do you use to get angry with your boss, huh?"

"me……"

After stammering for a long time, she really couldn't answer, so she simply said loudly: "I don't rely on anything. I shouldn't have lost my temper with Mr. Jiang. It's my fault. I just apologize!"

Before he could finish his words, a man's sneer sounded in his ears.

Then, his body pressed closer to her.

Song Yunyan was pressed against the door panel, and her thin back was forced to feel the heat in his chest.

After gritting his teeth and struggling twice, the man scolded: "Don't move!"

As he spoke, he straightened his waist in a threatening manner, and she immediately felt a hard thrust on her lower back.

"you you……"

When she realized what it was, there was a "bang" in her head, and her face immediately turned red.

The man chuckled shamelessly, bit her ear and whispered: "I won't accept a verbal apology. Do something to compensate your boss, eh?"

Song Yunyan gritted her teeth and refused to compromise. Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming from the door.

The sound hit her eardrums, and she panicked. She quickly lowered her voice and begged: "Let me go, my mother is coming!"

The man remained motionless.

"Jiang Rongqing! My mother is really coming out! Let go!"

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and it seemed that they had already passed the entrance. Song Yunyan was so anxious that she almost cried.

Jiang Rongqing sneered and took the opportunity to threaten: "Promise to compensate me and let you go."

"I……"

"If you don't agree, then I'll have to let my aunt take a look..."

"I promise! Promise!"

The moment the footsteps stopped at the door, Song Yunyan gritted her teeth and squeezed out this sentence.

The man's movements were as fast as lightning. He immediately grabbed her wrist and led her into his house.

With a "bang", the door closed.

The door opposite slowly opened, and Nie Shuqing stood at the door wearing home clothes, looking left and right in confusion.

"I clearly heard some movement..."

Seeing that there was really no one around, she muttered a few words before closing the door and going back.

Seeing the door of the house closing through the peephole, Song Yunyan breathed a sigh of relief. After the tension, she suddenly relaxed and leaned softly against the wall beside the door.

The man stared at her for a long time, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.

After a long time, her breath finally calmed down, and her hand was suddenly pulled and moved to the source of the burning heat that she had touched last time.

"Jiang Rongqing, you..."

When the two of them entered the door, the lights in the house were not turned on yet.

In the chaotic darkness, the touch in her palms became even more acute, and her little face burned in the dark night.

"You just promised me, don't go back on it."

While holding her little hand and moving it, Jiang Rongqing reminded her in her ear threateningly.

Song Yunyan's whole body felt weak, and countless thoughts of rejection were clearly flashing through his mind, but his hands seemed to refuse to obey him, and they kept being manipulated by him obediently, until finally he let out a long groan of satisfaction.

"Oh, it's a bit better than last time."

After it was over, she stood frozen at the door, refusing to speak or move.

Jiang Rongqing brought a tissue over and wiped her sore fingers.

Listening to his shameless words, Song Yunyan's whole body felt hot, and she really wished she could hit her head against the wall to death.

Is she crazy?

This time he was not drugged, and she was actually confused by him...

"Compensation is over, I'm leaving."

The more I think about it, the more confused my mind becomes.

She jerked her hand away and said coldly with a straight face.

"Miss Song."

The moment she turned around and opened the door, Jiang Rongqing had enough time to calm down and shouted lightly.

"Mr. Jiang, do you have any other instructions?"

Song Yunyan's deliberately cold tone was an attempt to create a distance between the two of them that they shouldn't be close to.

With a slight sneer, Jiang Rongqing said slowly: "Don't be like this, I just want to tell you the reason why I won't let you take that role."

Her back stiffened, Song Yunyan straightened her waist and was no longer in a hurry to escape.

"I have been approached to invest in that movie project, but the subject matter is sensitive. I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass the review after filming is completed, and it may even cause trouble."

When talking about business matters, Jiang Rongqing's voice unconsciously became serious, making people subconsciously convinced.

But Song Yunyan frowned and couldn't help but turn around and ask: "The subject matter is sensitive, so why does the Shen family still invest?"

Shen Shennuan is one of the investors, otherwise he would not dare to blatantly threaten the producer and force Tian Xiaorong to be the heroine.

"The sensitivity I'm talking about is not now, but four months from now. Just wait and see, the restrictions will come out by then."

Jiang Rongqing had returned to the sofa and sat down with his trousers slightly raised. His posture was leisurely and lazy, but his face was full of confidence.

He has a keen sense of business and a wide range of contacts, so he can often get first-hand business information.

Song Yunyan glanced at him a few times and nodded trustingly.

Thinking back to the scene of snatching the role in the hotel private room, I felt a lot better inexplicably.

"Aren't you angry anymore?"

As if he could see through her heart, Jiang Rongqing took a sip of tea and asked whether she was smiling or not.

Song Yunyan immediately straightened her face and said in a stiff voice: "I wasn't angry at all!"

"oh."

He responded perfunctorily, obviously not believing it.

Song Yunyan bit her lip, put down her teacup, stared deeply into her eyes, and said word by word: "Miss Song, as a boss, I never explain anything to my employees."

His gaze was so deep that her heart felt empty and she forgot to answer the phone for a moment.

He never explained it to his employees, but he went out of his way to explain it to her.

This means...

Song Yunyan's heartbeat was getting faster and faster. Suddenly she didn't dare to look at him anymore. She lowered her head and said calmly: "It's getting late. You can rest. I'm going home too."

After saying that, he turned around and ran forward.

His head hit the door panel, making a muffled sound.

So stupid!

She actually forgot to open the door!

"Oh, don't panic, Miss Song."

A man's long, muffled laugh came from behind. Song Yunyan's whole body was on fire. She quickly opened the door panel, covered her forehead and escaped.

When she returned to her home, she said a few perfunctory words to her mother who came out of the bedroom to ask, then hid in the room and covered herself with a quilt.

Growling irritably, she tossed and turned for most of the night, and finally fell asleep just before dawn.

The next day I opened my eyes and glanced at the wall clock in a daze. It was already ten o'clock in the morning.

She was so shocked that she lost sleep immediately. She hurriedly put on her clothes and didn't even have time to put on her makeup. She picked up her bag and ran out.

"Hey, Yunyan, where are you going?"

Nie Shuqing came out with breakfast, looked at her and asked.

"Go to the set! You're already late!"

She said quickly while changing her shoes.

"Don't be anxious, Rong Qing came over this morning and told me everything."

Nie Shuqing put the dinner plate on the table and said with a smile.
Chapter completed!