Huo Mingyang's foot that was about to step in was withdrawn.
He lingered at the door of the ward with his arms akimbo, waiting until Mo Feifei had completely calmed down, then walked into the ward.
Mo Feifei saw him at first glance and stretched out her hand for him to hug him aggrievedly.
At this time, Huo Mingyang even looked at her with a bit of indifference and alienation.
He stood not far from the bed, raised his chin slightly, and said, "Feifei, I have decided to cancel our engagement."
Mo Feifei, who was still raising her arms, froze her hands in the air, and her eyes became blank.
"What did you say?"
"The engagement is void."
Huo Mingyang took a step closer to her and repeated clearly.
Mo Feifei's stiff arms fell suddenly.
Then, he screamed: "Why?!"
The ward was quiet, and her sudden voice seemed particularly abrupt and harsh.
Huo Mingyang subconsciously took a step back and looked at her alertly.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was extremely ugly, and he didn't like anything about her at all.
It turned out that he was so wrong back then.
"Feifei, you should know how I treat you these days."
Huo Mingyang said calmly.
Mo Feifei finally calmed down and looked at the man in front of her with wandering eyes, "Mingyang, why, why did you suddenly abandon me?"
"Love the wrong person."
Huo Mingyang looked away and turned to leave.
Regardless of the injury on her leg, Mo Feifei struggled to get off the ground, only to hear a splash.
Huo Mingyang turned around and saw that she had even broken the frame hanging her injured leg, and she was lying on the ground wrapped in the quilt.
"Doctor! Doctor!"
Huo Mingyang did not go over and put her on the bed with concern at the first time. Instead, he ran out and called the doctor.
Mo Feifei grinned in pain, forgetting Huo Mingyang's ruthlessness for a moment.
As the doctors filed in, Huo Mingyang didn't even enter the ward.
After Mo Feifei settled down, with her assistant by her side, she asked, "Where's Ming Yang?"
The assistant stopped pouring water, lowered his head, pursed his lips and said nothing.
Mo Feifei took the water glass and asked again: "Tiantian, what's wrong with you?"
Tiantian raised her head and swallowed several times: "Sister Feifei, is it because of yesterday's hot search that Mr. Huo suddenly became indifferent to you? He has never been like this before."
Mo Feifei's hand holding the water glass trembled, and the water in the glass accidentally spilled all over the bed.
"Hot search, the hot search for the substitute?"
While the assistant was cleaning the bed, Mo Feifei was still trembling her lips and mumbling to herself.
"Well, just that stand-in, and the marketing account posted photos from a few years ago, telling me that you are really dedicated when using your stand-in."
"Jiang Ning!"
Mo Feifei realized something, gritted her teeth, and stared.
She was radiant for a moment, but she didn't expect that in the end she would be defeated by Jiang Ning, a poor guy who couldn't stand up to the stage!
…
Jiang Ning kept sneezing during her rest.
Mao Yun teased her from the side, "The weather here is unpredictable. Don't you catch a cold just because you changed your costume."
"Probably not."
"Are you going to make mung bean soup for Teacher Ji today?"
"Yes, but don't worry. He usually drinks in the evening and I'll go back after the show in the afternoon."
"Stay a little longer."
"Don't you want to drink this?"
"Someone is drinking."
"Um?"
Jiang Ning was confused, and Mao Yun gestured in one direction.
Following his gaze, Jiang Ning turned her head, her face suddenly darkened.
Huo Mingyang got out of a car, holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hand.
Ignoring the surprised looks from everyone on the set, I went straight here.
"Neuropathy!"
Jiang Ning dropped three words viciously, got up and returned to the dressing room.
Mao Yun was still sitting on the soft chair, staring at the people approaching with an infatuated expression.
"Miss Mao, where is my Ningning?"
Huo Mingyang is shameless.
Mao Yun suddenly woke up and corrected: "What does your Ningning mean?"
As he said this, he did not forget to curl his lips in disgust.
Since we are all on the same crew, it is inevitable that we will not know something.
How much he doted on Mo Feifei before, now he looks like a scumbag in the eyes of these people.
"Mo Feifei was injured and hospitalized. He immediately turned around and chased the substitute. Could it be the magic power of Yin Su's character?"
"What kind of magic power is there? It's just about looking at faces."
"Scum is just scum, why do you need to say it so nicely?"
…
Several extra girls gathered around and chatted.
Just as Jiang Ning sat down in the dressing room, Mao Yun and Huo Mingyang came in one after another. Immediately, everyone inside looked at them.
Jiang Ning felt as if she was being forced to stand on the stake in an instant and was ready to accept public punishment at any time.
She doesn't want to be the center of public opinion. Mo Feifei has many fans, especially men. When the time comes, won't she be accused of dirty crimes and be raped online?
"Ning Ning, this is for you."
Huo Mingyang approached and handed the flowers to her with a smile on his face.
Jiang Ning no longer felt alienated in the morning, but instead had a calm and generous attitude: "Mr. Huo, how is Feifei?"
The smile on Huo Mingyang's lips froze. Before he could speak, Jiang Ning stood up from the chair, walked around him, and said domineeringly: "Mr. Huo, this is the crew, not a place for you to fall in love. Mo Feifei is yours.
Fiancée, she is the one you should visit and protect. I think you are possessed, right? Or are you afraid that others will steal Mo Feifei's role? Don't worry, I'm just a stand-in, and the silver content still belongs to Mo Feifei."
At the end of her words, Jiang Ning's tone softened slightly.
Huo Mingyang stood quietly for a long time without saying a word.
The whole dressing room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the floor.
"Jiang Ning, it's your turn."
The field lady shouted outside, Jiang Ning didn't even look at Huo Mingyang, winked at Mao Yun, and left the dressing room together.
Surprisingly, Huo Mingyang never came to the set again after her harsh words.
Jiang Ning substituted for more than a dozen scenes in a row, and one hot search after another dominated Weibo.
But she didn't want the heat, and it just came to her door.
That night, Jiang Ning was making mung bean soup in the kitchen and making dinner for Ji Linran.
Her cell phone kept vibrating outside. At first she thought it was Song Nuan, Mao Yun, or Ji Linran.
However, when she opened it, she found that they were all unfamiliar numbers, and some of them could be called repeatedly.
Jiang Ning picked through the call, and it turned out to be an entertainment company in Kyoto.
Because of her incident, Li Zeyu, who was far away in Kyoto, could not sit still for a long time.
On the weekend, when he was supposed to be discussing projects with foreign companies, he personally changed his flight number and asked Fang Yue to take him to the meeting.
The next day, Jiang Ning didn't have to be a substitute for the scene, so she took the hotel's tricycle to go to town to buy groceries.
As soon as I got off the bus, I was surrounded by a group of people carrying cameras, taking pictures.
Jiang Ning had no choice but to run back to the tricycle and ask the master to return the same way.
When we arrived at the hotel, we were in shock.
Fortunately, it's quiet here and those media agents can't come in.
After stroking his heart, Jiang Ning got out of the car and looked up to see a man not far away dragging his luggage towards him.
After not seeing each other for several days, Li Zeyu seemed to have lost weight.
He was wearing a black casual suit with a black shirt and no tie, revealing his sexy collarbone. His cold face was more three-dimensional and deep.
Jiang Ning wanted to enter the hotel, but Li Zeyu, who was getting closer, saw her.