After wearing the book, I agreed to marry the male second

Jian Moyan and Bei Yunchen had a cold war.

In fact, it is accurate to say that Bei Yunchen unilaterally ignored Jian Moyan, even though Jian Moyan made countless calls, he chose to hang up.

Jian Moyan rubbed her forehead, feeling a little headache.

"Bei Yunchen, don't you really like me?" Jian Moyan's eyes dimmed.

She stood up and went to Beishi.

As soon as Jian Moyan stepped into the gate of Bei's, she was stopped by the lady at the front desk.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jane, Mr. Bei said you can't go in." The voice of the front desk lady was gentle.

Hearing this, Jian Moyan only felt that one head and two big, "Yun Chen and I had some conflicts, just pretend you didn't see me."

After Jian Moyan finished speaking, she was ready to go inside again.

But as soon as he took action, he was stopped again by the receptionist.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jian, President Bei gave me a death order. If I let you in today, I will be fired." The front desk lady looked embarrassed.

Jian Moyan pinched her forehead, she sighed, "I know, I won't go in."

She had no intention of embarrassing others, so she had no choice but to turn around and leave the Bei family.

Jian Moyan stood in front of Bei's gate, looking at the towering buildings, took out her phone again, edited a text message and sent it to Bei Yunchen's phone.

——I'll wait for you downstairs in your company. If you don't come, I won't leave.

After the text message was successfully sent, Jian Moyan put away her phone and carefully found a place to stand still.

She just made a rough estimate with her eyesight. At this position, Bei Yunchen was standing at the window, so she could see her clearly.

Jian Moyan was betting on how much Bei Yunchen cared about her.

And the final result can only be victory.

In fact, Bei Yunchen didn't say much about Jian Moyan's anger, he just wanted to hear a few soft words from her.

So half an hour after receiving Jian Moyan's message, Bei Yunchen stepped down.

"Mr. Bei." Jian Moyan hurried to Bei Yunchen's side.

Bei Yunchen glanced at Jian Moyan lightly, "Miss Jian."

From the address, Jian Moyan can easily tell that Bei Yunchen has not calmed down yet.

Jian Moyan thought for a while, hooked Bei Yunchen's neck behind her, and her red lips moved to Bei Yunchen's thin lips.

A very shallow kiss, almost a touch away.

"Mr. Bei, I was really wrong, don't be angry anymore, okay?" Jian Moyan's lips parted slightly, and her warm breath would spray on Bei Yunchen's face.

"Mrs. Bei, where did you go wrong?" Bei Yunchen asked.

"The fault is that we should not separate you and me from Mr. Bei, and the fault is..." Jian Moyan paused slightly, her eyes fixed on Bei Yunchen's handsome face, "I shouldn't have known Bei Yunchen so belatedly. Mr. likes me."

Bei Yunchen's face changed slightly, but within a second, he returned to normal.

Jian Moyan watched Bei Yunchen quietly with a faint smile, as if unwilling to give up every subtle expression on his face.

"Miss Jian, do you think too highly of yourself? Why do you think I will like you?" Bei Yunchen smiled coldly.

"What Mr. Bei said makes sense." Jian Moyan's expression did not change.

Bei Yunchen's complexion sank even further.

His originally unhappy mood now only left endless irritability.

"Mr. Bei, we are in a purely transactional relationship. It is really not a wise move to add irrelevant factors to it." Jian Moyan took half a step back, putting an appropriate distance from Bei Yunchen.

When Bei Yunchen heard this, he didn't know what he thought of, and his face quickly returned to normal.

"Mrs. Bei, thank you for your advice today, I will remember it."

A trace of satisfaction flashed across Jian Mo's eyes.

Love is like poppy, it will be sweet and attractive at the first touch, but after a long time, only bone-eating toxins remain.

So Jian Moyan didn't want to talk about feelings, but only wanted to talk about interests.

After all, as the old saying goes, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests.

Jian Moyan and Bei Yunchen finally broke up after a quarrel.

Jian Moyan didn't contact Bei Yunchen again, but just stayed quietly in her room at home, carrying out her next plan.

During the period, Ji Yunting tried to contact Jian Moyan, but was dismissed by Jian Moyan with a few words.

Unknowingly, the time came to the day when the film crew started filming again, and Jian Moyan went to the film crew early in the morning.

She thought she would be the first one to arrive, but she didn't expect that there was already someone in the crew.

The girl has a delicate appearance, giving people a quiet and comfortable feeling from the side view.

She held the script in her hand, lowered her head slightly, and stared at the words on it without blinking.

While watching, he kept waving his hands, as if simulating the scene and mood at that time.

Jian Moyan didn't bother her, and tiptoed into her lounge, faced the mirror, and began to put on makeup for herself.

Time passed by like this bit by bit. After Jian Moyan put down her eyebrows for the last touch, a delicate makeup was formed.

At this moment, someone knocked lightly on the door of Jian Moyan's lounge.

"Please come in." Jian Moyan said.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the girl's pure face full of vitality was revealed in Jian Moyan's eyes. It was the girl who Jian Moyan saw before studying the script.

"Hi, senior. I'm Jiang Wenci, a sophomore at Beijing Film Academy." Jiang Wenci introduced himself first, with a slightly apprehensive look on his face.

Jian Moyan stood up, "I'm Jian Moyan, I entered the industry a little earlier than you, so I can't be considered a senior."

"Then can I teach you Sister Mo Yan?" Jiang Wenci blinked at Jian Moyan.

Jian Moyan nodded slightly, but did not refuse.

In an instant, a bright smile appeared on Jiang Wenci's face, "Sister Mo Yan, actually I came here this time to review the script with you. After all, I am a fledgling newcomer, and I am fortunate to be valued by the director, so I want to Perform better."

"Yes. By the way, are you the one playing the heroine Su Qing?" Jian Moyan asked.

Then, her eyes quickly glanced at Jiang Wenci. She was too immature, and Jian Moyan was not even sure whether she could play this role well.

Jiang Wenci nodded, and when this topic was brought up, his face was still full of flattery.

"Yes, it was an opportunity given by the director." Jiang Wenci smiled shyly.

Jian Moyan couldn't help feeling a little fond of Jiang Wenci, "Little friend, let's read the script. Just the plot that was filmed today?"

Jiang Wenci immediately agreed, "Okay!"

The plot the two of them watched was the plot filmed by Jian Moyan and Chu Tingting before.

Because of the previous experience, and Jian Moyan's talent in acting, he was able to act this scene with ease.

Very easily, Jian Moyan aroused Jiang Wenci's emotions.

What surprised Jian Moyan the most was Jiang Wenci's performance, which was remarkable. Although his acting skills were still immature, there was a lot of room for improvement.

Su Qing in the play is a girl with a complicated background, her father is an alcoholic, and she and her mother endured her father's domestic violence since she was a child.

In the second year of high school, because her mother was almost beaten to death by her father, Su Qing took the kitchen knife and cut off the demon that had tortured her for many years.

Because of this, he was convicted and spent the best five years in prison.

With this as the background, "Above the Clouds" tells the story of Su Qing's pursuit of her dream all the way after she was released from prison, and finally became a famous designer abroad, and the story of her love.

"Sister Mo Yan, how was my performance just now?" Jiang Wenci looked at Jian Moyan anxiously.

"It's great." Jian Moyan praised without hesitation.

Jiang Wenci's face turned red in an instant, his small face was full of shyness, and his brows and eyes were full of joy.

The two of them were right for a long time, until the filming started.

Perhaps it was because the previous practice was in place, Jian Moyan and Jiang Wenci both wore the same costumes, which originally took a day, but they finished it in half a day.

There was an undisguised smile on the director's face, "Alright, alright, Mo Yan and Wen Ci will continue to work hard. We were delayed for many days because of Chu Tingting, and now we need to get back as soon as possible."

"Okay, director." Jian Moyan and Jiang Wenci replied in unison.

The filming went on late into the night, and it wasn't until two o'clock in the morning that work was over.

Jian Moyan was so exhausted that she didn't even want to move a finger.

Jiang Wenci was still full of energy, she threw herself to Jian Moyan's side and hugged her arm.

"Sister Mo Yan, shall we go back together?" Jiang Wenci's eyes were full of anticipation.

Jian Moyan did not refuse.

The two walked outside the set, and Jian Moyan turned on the flashlight of the phone for illumination.

At this moment, the moon and stars are sparse, and the surrounding scenes are not particularly vivid.

Jian Moyan and Jiang Wenci walked forward slowly with a deep kick and a shallow kick, and at this time a roar came from their ears.

"Jian Moyan, you go to die!"

Before Jian Moyan could react, she was pushed aside.

A scream came from Jiang Wenci's mouth, "Ah—"

After a slight sound, Jian Moyan suddenly smelled a stimulating breath.

She recovered quickly and rushed to Jiang Wenci's side, "Wenci, what's wrong with you?"

The voice was full of worry.

Jiang Wenci shook his head weakly, "I'm fine, sister Mo Yan, hurry up and catch that person."

Jiang Wenci was so painful that he couldn't speak at this moment, the last few words seemed to overflow from between his lips and teeth.

That man poured a bottle of sulfuric acid over him, burning Jiang Wenci's entire back without a good spot.

Jian Moyan's eyes dimmed, she gritted her teeth, and a surge of anger rose in her heart.

"Wen Ci, don't talk so much, I'll take you to the hospital first." Jian Moyan said.

After hesitating for a while, she took out her mobile phone and called Bei Yunchen.

This place was originally located in a remote place, and the staff in the crew had long since left.

If Jian Moyan carried Jiang Wenci away with her back and sent her to the hospital, her injuries might worsen.

It was only after the third call was made that Bei Yunchen answered it.

"Mrs. Bei, it's 36:[-] in the morning, what do you want from me?"