Wen Yang stood aside and looked at Feng Lingche openly.
I have to say that having a good-looking face is different. Even the movements of eating pancakes are so elegant and calm.
After Feng Lingche finished eating the pancakes, Wen Yang handed over a bottle of water.
She is so considerate that she really becomes a little wife.
Feng Lingche raised his eyes and glanced at her, feeling a strange feeling suddenly arise in his heart.
But the little girl's eyes were extremely clear, and there was no emotion at all. Instead, she had a feeling of, 'Just look at it and I'll tell you it's delicious.'
His hand that took out the ring paused slightly, but he still didn't give it away.
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In the next few days, Wen Yang stayed at home and concentrated on reading the script and memorizing lines.
Zhou He is also very popular in the entertainment industry, and he has given Wen Yang a lot of help.
"Look here, Yunzheng must be feeling heartache when she sees Ziyan and Sang Wu together! Your expression is as cold as ice, how does it fit Yunzheng's innocent character!"
"Oh, you idiot! Facing the Emperor of Heaven, you must have the courage to fight against fate, and give people a sense of broken beauty! You cry like green tea, don't let the audience curse you to death!"
"Also, in this paragraph, Yunzheng has been sleeping for many years. When she learns that the person who saved her is Ying Ziyan, what is her first reaction? Her eyes should reveal hot and rich love and deep-seated melancholy. It is not a simple expression.
Surprised!"
In the past few days, Zhou He and Wen Yang have become familiar with each other, and they have begun to speak unscrupulously.
Unexpectedly, Wen Yang wrote off the script and became sulky.
In the final analysis, it is because she has no experience in love! Everything else is fine, except when it comes to facing Zi Yan, she is like a piece of wood that is not enlightened, and she cannot perform to the standard Zhou He wants.
"Are you too harsh on her?" Chen Yan, who was standing aside, asked softly, looking at the warm and angry little face.
She could see Wen Yang's hard work these days! In order to practice a smile, her face was so sore that she couldn't open her mouth when eating. In the end, she could only eat some liquid food with a straw.
Two days ago, in order to experience the wire work, I paid a professional wire rope master to practice. However, because the movement of 'flying' in the air was too smooth, the wire wire master failed to keep up, causing the wire rope to scratch my waist.
Even now she is still awakened by pain when she turns over in sleep.
Zhou He smiled tenderly when she heard this, "If she can't even fulfill my request, how will she face Mr. Jiang?"
Wen Yang saw from Mr. Jiang's memorial platform that his wife's time was short and she only had two years to live, so she insisted on doing this drama well, but words and determination were not enough, everything comes from the heart.
, if you want to play a role well, you must not only match the image and temperament, but also be connected in mind.
This has become Wen Yang’s biggest problem now.
Chen Yan thought about these words and felt deeply.
In fact, her love life is not going well either. Whenever she hears Wen Yang reciting her lines, she can't help but think of her own story.
"We have to find a way to make Miss Wen emotional." At this time, Fu Chenhong stood aside with his arms folded and said.
"Make her emotional?" Zhou He had a hard time imagining that scene, "You also know, Yangyang has been through two lives, and she was the head of the family in the previous life. She cared about the world, how could she have time to fall in love?"
"How about we connect her with that Buddha?" Fu Chenhong said tentatively.
"How to hold me?" The two girls looked at him at the same time.
Fu Chenhong glanced at the date on the watch and said, "Look, tomorrow night is the day when Miss Wen and Lord Buddha will have sex, right? We can make a plan for her."
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Wen Yang, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly sneered, "Do you think I can't hear you?"
Three people: "..."
I forgot that Wen Yang knows ghost language.
Wen Yang stood up from the chair, her face returned to calmness. She looked at several people respectively and said, "Stop incense for a week."
Then, she pointed at Zhou He and Chen Yan, "You two, go help me buy some nutritional supplements for pregnant women," and then looked at Fu Chenhong, "You are responsible for increasing the total performance of several companies under my name.
2%, otherwise I will reincarnate you and Zhou He separately."
"Also," Wen Yang's pretty face was slightly cold, but her tone was still strong, "send a copy of your heart-beating plan to my mobile phone."
Fu Chenhong: "..."
Seeing Wen Yang going out, Chen Yan asked, "Yang Yang, where are you going?"
Wen Yang didn't even look back, "Go find Feng Lingche to recharge."
Since the two secretly got married, the time they spent seeing each other has become less and less.
Even when eating, the number of conversations is very small. It’s not that I mean to ignore the other party.
Since Feng Lingche sent Lu Zhen to Africa, his workload has tripled. Even during meals, he is still answering the phone.
Wen Yang, on the other hand, didn’t want to talk about it purely because of muscle pain.
Fortunately, no matter how busy Feng Lingche is, he still cares about Wen Yang's affairs in every detail.
Because of the accident in the Diaowei Ya incident, Feng Lingche even invited the director of the International Cosmetology and Plastic Surgery Hospital to come to her home to diagnose and treat Wen Yang and make sure she would not leave any scars before releasing her.
It was already past midnight. When Wen Yang walked out of the room, he found that the light in Feng Lingche's office was still on.
She pursed her lips, made a cup of coffee, knocked on the door and went in.
Without thinking that the other party was so busy, he said, "Change the porridge for breakfast into pancakes. Remember to add two more eggs, 80% cooked. Change the intestines into bacon and chicken tenders. My wife doesn't like millet porridge, so change it into soy milk."
Or milk."
Wen Yang was stunned for a moment, then walked up to Feng Lingche with a cup of coffee, and added with a smile, "Remember not to fry the pancakes too much, and I like to drink freshly ground soy milk."
Feng Lingche heard the sound and realized that Wen Yang was coming.
He put down the work at hand, pulled the person into his arms, and said in a low but gentle voice, "Want to recharge?"
Wen Yang looked down at him in surprise, "How do you know?"
Taking a closer look, she found that Feng Lingche's eyelashes were thick and long, his eyebrows were cold, his nose was high, and when his lips were lightly pursed, his whole face looked cold.
It's a pity that there is a faint blue-black color under the eyes, which may be caused by staying up late recently.
Feng Lingche smiled and did not answer.
Apart from this incident, she only came to see him about Diao Wei Ya.
"It's so late, want to go out?"
Wen Yang nodded, "Open the ghost gate to see Su Rao."
Although Su Rao lives in a remote villa, except for cooking, which she needs to do herself, she doesn't need to worry about anything else.
There are dedicated maids for cleaning and laundry, and you can also order groceries online.
Feng Lingche held her soft, boneless hand and suddenly remembered something, "Li Xuan was caught."
Li Xuan? Wen Yang frowned, and then he realized that Li Xuan was the beast who killed Chen Yan and carried the lives of several people in the abandoned villa.