Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned and blinked in disbelief. Why... was he here? Didn't he go to the hospital with Song Feixue in his arms?
What's going on?
"come over."
Nie Zheng frowned and spoke in a short breath.
"oh."
Feng Xiaoxiao lowered her head, walked up to him, adjusted her mood, and raised a smile: "Hello, Mr. Nie."
Looking at her smiling face and thinking about her laughing and playing with the male protagonist, Nie Zheng's chest felt extremely tight.
Okay, Feng Xiaoxiao!
You seduced me on the phone and then refused to admit it later?
Yes, he is stupid!
Couldn't Feng Xiaoxiao smile at everyone? It was him who thought too much! Because after she made a phone call, she actually came to this indifferent mountain pit.
Nie Zheng frowned, smelling jealous.
"Are you happy?" Taking a selfie with that pretty boy, are you that happy?
"Well?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, with a smile frozen on his face.
Sigh...she is really putting her hot face on Mr. Nie's cold ass! However, she can understand. Song Feixue is not feeling well, she is so sick, Mr. Nie feels distressed, and of course he is in a bad mood.
How could she still smile when Mr. Nie was in a bad mood?
"Well." Feng Xiaoxiao immediately stopped smiling and shook her head, "No, I'm in a terrible mood."
"Oh, why?" Nie Zheng continued to ask.
Ah? Feng Xiaoxiao was surprised, why? I don’t know. I couldn’t answer, so I just broke the jar and threw it.
Feng Xiaoxiao kicked the stones under her feet and let Mr. Nie do whatever he wanted.
She acted like a little scoundrel, which made Nie Zheng angry and heartbroken, but he couldn't do anything about it.
"Give."
Nie Zheng handed the two bags to Feng Xiaoxiao.
Feng Xiaoxiao blinked and did not move, "What is this?"
"Arsenic, Hedinghong, plus a pot of Hedinghong." Nie Zheng answered her exactly as Feng Xiaoxiao once said.
Um?
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, could Mr. Nie still tell jokes? Although, he was copying her.
"Take it." Nie Zheng frowned and urged, "This is a studio, I can't stay too long."
He is the president of Yunxing. If he is photographed on the set... he will be on the headlines in minutes the next day.
"oh."
Feng Xiaoxiao took the order obediently. Mr. Nie also had to rush to take Miss Song to the hospital. There was no time to waste on her.
Seeing the way she lowered her eyebrows and looked down upon her eyes, Nie Zheng felt quite relieved.
He raised his hand and gently placed it on her head.
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned and didn't dare to move. What was Mr. Nie doing? This feeling was so strange.
"Want to film a night scene?"
Nie Zheng's voice was much softer.
"Yes." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, "Song Feixue is sick, so she will shoot a stuntman. If she can, she will shoot more, so as not to delay the progress."
"Um."
Nie Zheng nodded. It was rare to see her trying hard not to be lazy. She didn't know what to say.
"Thanks for your hard work."
After saying that, he let go of his hand, turned around and left.
Looking at his back, Feng Xiaoxiao twitched her lips. The hardship she endured was, after all, because of his woman.
Feng Xiaoxiao walked back and opened the two bags.
Inside, there are all her favorite dishes...
"Hmm..." Feng Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "It smells so good."
Suddenly, Feng Xiaoxiao's mind seemed to be on fire.
Wait a moment……
She seemed to have called Nie Zheng last night when she was drunk? She seemed to have said on the phone that he was not good to her at all?
Looking at these things in front of him, Feng Xiaoxiao swallowed his saliva. Could it be that Mr. Nie has remembered it all?
"Xiao Xiao! What can we eat when we are alone? Wow, it smells so delicious. Let's eat together."
"Don't grab it!" Feng Xiaoxiao protected the food, "It's mine!"