Chapter 1191 He used to be very gentle, as gentle as water
"What do you mean you're not in a good situation?"
"Hey, just the things in the circle, there is a rich woman who likes him, but that rich woman is fifty years old and likes to play with young boys the most. You have seen Wen Zhao and you know that he is very beautiful.
Well, the endorsement between my family and him is about to end. Now because of the pressure from the Jiang family, the old woman doesn't dare to take action. So last time I asked Wen Zhao to accompany you, and he didn't hesitate. It's better to accompany you, a young and beautiful person, than to accompany you.
An old woman is strong, and she has many tricks. Do you know the rich woman's happy ball? She uses it to grind men. I heard that several male models have been ruined."
Although Sheng Mian and Jiang Liu were good friends, they rarely listened to her talk about things in the upper class circles.
But no matter which circle you are in, human nature is generally the same.
Even the academic circle, which is considered the cleanest by everyone, actually hides a lot of dirty things.
Otherwise, she would not have almost failed to get her diploma.
Being stirred up by Jiang Liu, the nausea that had just arisen disappeared a lot.
"Mianmian, if you like it, I will send him to your bed right away."
Sheng Mian wanted to say no, but thinking about what happened to Wen Zhao next, she paused and said, "Let's talk about it later."
Jiang Liu thought she was relieved and immediately became happy.
"It would have been better if it had been like this. Then you don't have to be angry about Fu Yancheng. Then it's not certain whether Xiao Chuqing's child will be born."
These words were like a thorn, instantly piercing into the heart of Sheng Mian.
She was silent for a while and then said hoarsely: "I'm a little sleepy."
"Okay, okay, get some rest quickly. I will never say such disgusting things in front of you next time."
After Sheng Mian hung up the phone, she washed her face with cold water.
After washing her face until it was a little numb, she raised her head and glanced at herself in the mirror.
Lin Muyan's words suddenly came to mind.
Xiao Mianmian, don't listen to what they say, they tell you to love this, love that, respect this, respect that.
You love whoever loves you, and respect whoever respects you.
Sheng Mian's fingertips trembled, then she turned on the faucet and poured cold water on her face, feeling much more awake.
It's okay, if one child is gone, there will be children in the future.
The most important thing now is to make money and start your own business.
In her current situation, even if the child is born, he will suffer along with her and be frightened along with her.
She took the wet tissue and wiped the water stains off her face, her face returned to indifference.
She will love whoever loves her.
If Fu Yancheng doesn't love her, she will never love Fu Yancheng.
She took a deep breath, returned to bed and fell asleep.
Twelve o'clock in the evening.
Fu Yancheng has returned to the hotel.
The doctor examined Xiao Chuqing and couldn't find out the reason. He just told her not to worry and to think slowly.
Fu Yancheng had no choice but to send the person back.
Then he returned to the hotel, and Qi Shen handed over a list of names.
This is the first script about Fu's investment in filming, and it was written by Wen Sihe. Fu will use this script to completely break into the film and television industry.
What Fu Yancheng received now was the list of male and female protagonists and supporting actors.
On the list of male protagonists is Wen Zhao.
He frowned and called Wen Sihe.
"Did you decide on the choice of the male protagonist?"
Wen Sihe went to bed early tonight because the filming of the movie was about to start and he would be very busy next time.
"You mean Wen Zhao? I made the decision. He has good acting skills. Although his debut time is short, he is talented in acting. He is the type that God chases after him to feed him."
Fu Yancheng's face darkened, and he put down the list, "God, I'm chasing you to feed you? Are there any leftovers? Substitute."
Wen Sihe woke up immediately, and his keen intuition as a screenwriter told him that there was something going on.
"What's wrong? He's just a young actor, why did he offend you? I only gave him this opportunity because of his good acting skills and the fact that he has the same last name as me."
Fu Yancheng didn't say much and hung up the phone directly.
Wen Sihe had no choice. Although he was optimistic about Wen Zhao, Fu Yancheng was the major investor, and he wanted to invest 300 million.
