Genius Baby: The President Dotes on His Wife and Becomes a Demon

The last scene was the usual drinking and chatting scene between the imperial concubine and the concubine Xian in a remote village. Fan Ling didn't need to sing a one-man show this time, and Xie Qingqing also had lines.

"It's good, you love him so much." These are Xie Qingqing's lines.

The hesitation, jealousy and imperceptible ruthlessness in Fan Ling's eyes while drinking were all expressed in those half-drowsy eyes.

Xie Qingqing looked at the yin and yang poles on the top of the jug, and when she took the jug, she lightly pressed the Yin eye and poured wine into her glass.

"What wine?" she asked.

"Eternal sleep wine." Fan Ling was dressed in blue and plain clothes, and there was only a silver beaded jade hairpin on top of her hair. She knew that the Concubine Xian played by Xie Qingqing was smart, arrogant and desolate, and didn't like to be a human chess piece. She once wanted to die but she didn't. Saved her once in the palace.The medicine was so realistic, she once thought that someone set up a game in the middle of the game, but now that she thought about it, it would have been pretty good if it had really been like that at the time, and she didn't have to send her away with her own hands.

"Thank you." I don't know if Xie Qingqing's words were referring to the time he saved her or the time he finally freed her now, Fan Linghong watched her pour the wine into her stomach.

Without a trace of hesitation and sloppiness, the movements were done in one go, and he put down the glass and looked at her quietly with a smile after drinking.

Fan Ling turned her face away and said in a voice that she could only hear, "I'm sorry."

Xie Qingqing watched her mouth shape and shook her head, tears welled up from the corner of her eyes, "I never loved him".

After saying this, she propped her head on one hand and closed her eyes, falling into a long sleep.

The wind swept over her long hair that was loosely loose, and the wide sleeves of the white plain skirt fluttered. She was like a sleepy Jiuzhong Palace Fairy, and accidentally dozed off.

When Fan Ling stood up, her body shook violently, and the jewels on her head dangled and fell down, scattering her black hair.

She walked out of the cabin slowly, looked back at the cabin before getting into the carriage and raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, "After half an hour, this place will be burned down."

The story ends in this fire.

Sitting inside, Xie Qingqing's body was a little stiff. She didn't hear the director shout "OK" or card for a long time, so she didn't move until she heard a slow "OK" in her ear, and she quickly stood up and stretched her muscles.

This was said by Sheng Zuchen. The director was still in a trance. When the camera was turned off, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's ok."

Xie Qingqing rolled her eyes at Sheng Zuchen, such a simple action paired with that pure white dress, she was all charming.

The director sighed inwardly: This life is worth it.

The filming came to an end here, Fan Ling yelled to catch up with Xie Qingqing after changing her clothes, and even asked Zhang Fengrong to meet for a drink at a sake bar in the evening.

Xie Qingqing stood silently outside the locker room, Sheng Zuchen pondered for a long time before saying, "I have a video conference tonight."

Fan Ling smiled, and hadn't planned to call him along.

Xie Qingqing nodded and did not speak, and walked out of the set first. At this time, many staff gathered around and asked for her and Fan Ling's autographs.

"Forget about signing, if there is a shadow, let's take a photo." Xie Qingqing stood still after finishing speaking.

A group of people came to push and push, Xie Qingqing was also expressionless, not to mention too much body language, she stood like a stake, Fan Ling beside her hugged her tightly, smiling flamboyantly .

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when the group returned to the company with Sheng Zuchen. Zhang Fengrong was watching the situation of the newcomers in the training room.

Everyone in the room calmed down and stared at the door, Fan Ling waved to Zhang Fengrong.

She went over and asked, "Why?"

"Get together at night, quietly bar, don't forget." Fan Ling said that the volume was not too loud, and only the three of them could hear it.

Zhang Fengrong nodded, and said to the handsome young man who was training, "Go ahead."

Then she took Xie Qingqing's hand and took her arm and walked towards the elevator entrance. Fan Ling pouted and followed behind them, listening to their chatter.

For dinner, the three beauties didn't pay much attention to food. They went to the soup pot city to drink some soup and eat some meat and vegetables to pass the meal, and then went straight to the bar.

In the past, there were not many people in the bar, and colorful light spots shone on them in the dim light. All three of them were wearing masks, and the light clothes were also very cheap to prevent people from recognizing them.

Find a corner and sit down with the back of the light. The figures of the three people are shrouded in darkness. Xie Qingqing took out the round glasses, put on the mask, and pasted the secret painted skin that he used to wear every day on his right face.

Fan Ling smashed his tongue, took off the mask, dropped it on his chin, and said the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time, "Isn't your face painted from the beginning?"

Put on the mask quickly after asking.

Zhang Fengrong is not as famous as them. She has been out of the scene for more than two years, and her songs have long been heard on the street. But this bar is very strange. It is her album that is always on the loop, but there are no songs but only background music, so she Didn't notice what Fan Ling asked at all.

Xie Qingqing clasped her hands and supported her chin. When the waiter came over, Zhang Fengrong ordered two bottles of red wine, and only then did she say, "Yeah."

With just a single syllable, Fan Lingteng stood up and swiped his chair sharply.

Zhang Fengrong was overly frightened, "Damn it, what are you doing?"

The sound was covered by the background music, and it didn't travel far, but the sharp voice and the phrase "I rely on you" still reached the ears of the few people in the bar.

They looked around, and the mottled light spots were shining on the three women in the corner. It was very attractive to look at the figure without looking at anything else.

Moreover, Zhang Fengrong had already taken off the mask and was holding it in his hand while speaking, and he was still staring at Fan Ling with fiery eyes.

Fan Ling kicked the table and sat down again, "It's too scary, if I sell this news, how much will you get?"

Zhang Fengrong realized later, "What news? Your family is still short of money?"

The waiter came over to deliver the wine, secretly glanced at Zhang Fengrong for a long time, then went to look at Xie Qingqing, his eyes froze, and when he leaned over to pour the wine, he almost lost his balance and left the wine on the table.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he said frantically.

Xie Qingqing waved at him, "Leave it alone and go to work on you."

The waiter ran away immediately, and said something to the bartender. The bartender looked serious and quickly took out his mobile phone to call someone.

Xie Qingqing withdrew his gaze, raised his eyebrows, took the wine bottle and poured wine for the two beauties.

Fan Ling seemed to be still in terror and confusion. She didn't pat her chest until Xie Qingqing pushed the wine in front of her, "I've known you for nothing these two years."

Zhang Fengrong heard some tricks, and said in doubt, "No, why are you asking me to play charades with me?"

"Things you know." Xie Qingqing looked at her with a smile while sipping his wine, and repeated, "It's all you know."

Zhang Fengrong connected all the words before and after, and slapped his head, "Dare to love you girl on purpose, scheming girl."

Before Fan Ling got angry, she continued to ask, "How did you know that?"

"I repainted the horrible makeup again, and Sheng Zuchen was there." Xie Qingqing explained for Fan Ling, and tapped lightly on the table with his fingers curled up, "I want to ask for the shadow area of ​​Sheng Zuchen."

"So you take it seriously?" Fan Zhang asked at the same time, Zhang Fengrong moved his face closer, and Fan Ling held the red wine so much that he didn't drink it.

"En." Xie Qingqing uttered a syllable from his nostrils, then frowned, "If the shadow area is too large, I will give up."

"Tell me the result." Zhang Fengrong poured the wine into his mouth, and swallowed it with a grunt.

Fan Ling shook the wine glass, took a sip and put it down, looking at Xie Qingqing expectantly.

She pushed the round frame and smiled dazzledly, "Walking with me on the street for two days."

"Oh."

"Oh?"

Fan Zhang oh Wancai patted the table and laughed wildly, without any scruples about his image, trembling wildly.

The three of them were chatting about Sheng Zuchen, Xie Qingqing listened more than talked, Fan Ling talked about what happened when he was a child, and Zhang Fengrong talked about what happened in the past three years.

Just as he was talking vigorously, a male voice beside him suddenly cut in, his voice could not conceal his elation.

"Rongrong, why are you here?"

Xie Qingqing listened intently and turned her head to look: Second cheap brother.

Zhang Fengrong talked ecstatically for a long time before she distractedly looked to the side, and roared in her heart: M's, the ghost lingers on.

Finally, Fan Ling turned her head, saw someone standing behind her, and took the initiative to move the chair over and put it next to Zhang Fengrong.

"Second brother, why do you come to the bar when you have time?" Fan Ling smiled and looked at Zhang Fengrong who was mad. She didn't believe that there were three members of their family, no, a family of three brothers and sisters still couldn't win Zhang Fengrong.

Fan Jian pointed to the table, "Mine."

"Huh?" Fan Ling was puzzled.

Xie Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, "Brother Erbai's bar."

"Yes," Fan Jian was a little excited, as if he wanted to shake hands with Xie Qingqing, "I drove quietly and thought you didn't know?"

"I didn't know at all. If I had known earlier, I would definitely not have come." Zhang Fengrong drank angrily.

Fan Jian didn't touch her today, nor was he very intimate, and looked at Xie Qingqing eagerly.

Inexplicably a little upset, can she still be ignored by him?
Seeing Fan Jian looking at her suspiciously, Xie Qingqing explained, "Did the bartender call you just now? You pointed to the table again, and to be more precise, you pointed to 'here'."

Xie Qingqing pointed to the ground as he spoke, grabbed the wine glass and poured red wine for Fan Jian, "This site is mine."

Fan Jian was stunned for a long time, snapped his fingers and gave a thumbs up, "Smart."

Xie Qingqing smiled and glanced at Zhang Fengrong from the corner of her eye, who hadn't planned to speak, but suddenly she had a flash of inspiration and asked Fan Jian about the hospital, "Is the hospital not busy today?"

"Fortunately, I just had an operation in the afternoon, and the doctor on duty will take care of me in the evening, so I can relax and go there tomorrow morning." Fan Jian drank the wine after finishing speaking.

Xie Qingqing nodded, "Then come out and sit down more when you have time, the profession of a doctor is noble and profound, so relax and relax."

Seeing Xie Qingqing talking, Fan Ling poured the wine for Fan Jian and touched the rim of his glass, "It's rare to see him serious, I am very relieved."

Fan Jian's hand holding the wine glass tightened, and suddenly turned his head and pressed Fan Ling's head, "I'll be in front of you, you are so relieved."

Fan Lingle grabbed Fan Jian's hand and shook it for a while, and she was short of a tail. She said, "Second brother, in fact, I have missed you a lot these years. I have no one to accompany me. I am very lonely."

"Isn't the eldest brother the second?" Fan Jian said solemnly, "Is he not arrogant?"

Fan Ling shook off his hand, pouted and cursed, "He's a cheap brother."

Xie Qingqing and Fan Jian laughed together, bent over and wanted to slap the table.

Zhang Fengrong stood up suddenly, the movement was more exaggerated than Fan Ling just now, and the sharp sound of the chair scratching the ground lasted for a long time.

"I'm going back."

Xie Qingqing drank with her head down.

Fan Ling asked strangely, "Why go back? It's only been half an hour."

Fan Jian saw that she was unhappy, so he quickly stood up and stroked the back of his head, "Did I disturb your interest?"

Zhang Fengrong gritted his teeth, "Yes."

Fan Jian was a little dazed, hey, hey, he waved his hand after thinking about it, "Then you have a drink and a chat, I'll sit at the bar."

After speaking, he left without waiting for anyone to stay.

Zhang Fengrong stood there with a pale face. She thought that Fan Jian would pull her over with her, but she moved her feet and realized that he was walking alone.

Xie Qingqing looked at her feet and put down her wine glass.

Fan Ling pulled him back and sat down again, held two cups and bumped each other before handing them to Zhang Fengrong, "I have something to ask you, I'll do it first as a respect."