It took Zhou Nan six years to enter the entertainment industry and reach the top position now. But it only takes a few minutes to make a phone call. From then on, the entire entertainment industry will drag Zhou Nan into the dark side.
No one dared to work with her anymore, and her acting career was over.
Losing face and my career with ten slaps...
Zhou Nan only hesitated slightly in her heart. When she saw Liangchen's finger pressing on the screen of the phone, she immediately blurted out: "I apologize, I apologize!"
Liangchen stopped what he was doing and looked at Zhou Nan calmly.
Zhou Nan gritted his teeth secretly, and finally raised his hand and hit himself in the face.
Hitting oneself brings shame far greater than others hitting oneself.
This is what Liangchen wants. I will always find ways to get back the humiliation given to my woman by going all out! He wants the whole world to know that no one else can touch his woman!
Every time Zhou Nan raised his hand, the movement was extremely difficult.
The entire set was quiet except for the whistling sound of the winter wind.
The sound of snapping echoed in everyone's ears, crisp and empty.
After ten strokes, the fingerprints on Zhou Nan's face were extremely clear, and her tears made her delicate makeup look like a tabby cat, making her look particularly embarrassed.
Jing Haohao looked at it and felt a little unbearable. However, Liangchen, as if nothing was wrong, directly took Jing Haohao's hand and pulled her away.
When Liangchen and Jinghaohao disappeared, the crew slowly came to their senses. Everyone looked at Zhou Nan, but no one spoke.
Zhou Nan finally came to his senses after a long time. When he saw so many people looking at him, he held back his tears, took a breath, and quickly ran away from the set.
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Back in the car, Jing Haohao looked through the rearview mirror and kept looking at the good time to focus on driving.
When a man is not angry, his appearance is like a picture of exquisite words, which makes people unable to help but indulge in it.
On the way, while waiting at a red light, Jing Haohao couldn't help but take out a wet wipe, then came to Liangchen's side, stretched out his hand, and pulled Liangchen's skirt.
Liangchen turned his head and was stunned for a moment when he saw Jing Haohao leaning so close to him. Next, he felt a wet feeling on his face.
Shi Jinghao took the wet wipes and wiped his face.
Liangchen's mind suddenly trembled, and the words "What's wrong" on his lips were stuck in his throat.
The woman wiped it off in three or two strokes. Liangchen could clearly see some dirt on the wet wipes. He must have splashed dirt on her face when he washed her feet.
Just the act of wiping his face made Liangchen's mood soar for no reason, and his eyes seemed to be glued to Jing Haohao's body.
Jing Hao rolled up the wet wipes and threw them into the trash can in the car. When he saw Liangchen looking at him, he lowered his head slightly and said softly, "Thank you."
This was the first time that Jing Haohao spoke to him without fear, worry, or even displeasure since he was forcefully trapped by him. Moreover, his tone was calm, as if two people were communicating calmly.
Liangchen just felt so comfortable that he couldn't speak. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, pulled Jing in front of him, lowered his head, and kissed her lips deeply.
