After the divorce, the boss doted on me

Ji Lingchuan found an empty corner and called Mo Qingwan.

The phone rang for more than ten seconds and was connected. There was a noisy voice from inside, accompanied by the crisp sound of high heels.After a while, the phone was quiet, and Mo Qingwan said: "Why are you calling me now? Didn't you film this morning?"

Ji Lingchuan was now in a fit of anger, with raging anger burning in his chest, and said directly: "Sister Wan, I want to ask, why did you use my mobile phone to send text messages to my girlfriend in my name?!"

Mo Qingwan frowned: "What are you talking about?"

"I know all about it. Three years ago, you used my mobile phone without permission."

Mo Qingwan was silent for a moment, and said: "So that's what you said, I admit, I sent a text message to your girlfriend, telling her not to disturb you during filming."

Ji Lingchuan's eyes turned scarlet instantly, and he roared, "Why do you?!"

Mo Qingwan was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect him to be so emotional, as if he was stimulated by something.

She did go a little too far in this matter, and she also reflected on it afterwards.Therefore, facing Ji Lingchuan's questioning at this moment, she was not angry, and she was willing to explain calmly: "I didn't know what happened to the Gu family when I sent a text message. I only found out after reading the news. If it hurts Ms. Gu, I can Apologize to her. If you think it is necessary, I can also apologize in person."

How could it not cause harm to Gu Mian?

Ji Lingchuan was about to say something when his wrist was suddenly held by a soft hand.

He turned his head to look, and at some point Gu Mian came to him.She shook her head at him, her eyes signaled him not to mess around, and the hand holding his wrist never let go.

Gu Mian has already learned the truth from Zhao Cheng, that text message was not sent by Ji Lingchuan.

When he said it last night, she believed it.As for the truth, she didn't really want to know, but she didn't want Ji Lingchuan to worry about it.

He hung up the phone, his eyes were still a little red, and he looked at her blankly: "I really didn't send the text message."

Gu Mian carefully observed the surroundings, making sure that no one would dare to step forward to hug him.He was wearing the clothes in the play, the dark blue brocade robe with thorns and gold, which made his appearance even more beautiful.

"I know, I know everything." She said softly, "Even without that text message, I would have gone to England with my mother. Although it was indeed a bit sad at the time, I also told you that those things are in the past. I don't care anymore, and you don't care, okay?"

She took his hand, shook it slightly, and said softly like a baby: "Don't be angry."

Ji Lingchuan looked at her, the anger in his chest hadn't subsided yet.

Gu Mian continued her efforts: "From your agent's point of view, she seems to be right. If you receive a call from me, you will definitely abandon your work on the set and come to me. If I were your agent, I probably would I'm so angry. I don't even say that you know in your heart that you can achieve today's results not only because of your own hard work, but also because of your agent. She worries about your career and escorts you. Everything is to let you There is a better development."

Ji Lingchuan hugged her, resting his chin on the top of her head: "Mianmian, you don't have to be so considerate."

"I'm not empathetic, I'm just analyzing rationally." Gu Mian said.

The wind blew past, mixed with a trace of heat, which should have made people irritable, but Ji Lingchuan gradually calmed down under her comfort.

He hugged her to enjoy the quiet atmosphere, but in the next second, Gu Mian suddenly raised her head and said in a panic: "Oops, the director asked me to come and tell you to speak!" She actually forgot.

Gu Mian backed away from Ji Lingchuan's arms, only to see him clutching his chin and moaning in pain: "You murdered your own husband!"

Ji Lingchuan finished filming during the day and went straight back to Gu Mian's room at night.

This time he became smarter, he went back to his room to pack his daily necessities and a change of clothes, and came here with a small travel bag, apparently planning to stay for a long time.

Gu Mian was writing at his desk, with his fingers hanging on the keyboard, watching him hang his clothes in the closet, and repeatedly confirmed: "You want to live with me? Aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

There are other actors of the crew living on this floor, and some of them are the same as Ji Lingchuan's filming notice, what if they bump into each other?
The room where the second female number Chai Xingtong lives is very close to Gu Mian, with only three rooms in between.

"It's okay, I'm here to discuss the script with the screenwriter teacher." Ji Lingchuan finished arranging his clothes, then went to the bathroom to put his toiletries, and his voice floated out, "I can also say that I am a fan of Chang'an Gu Dada and I admire her very much , come here and ask her for an autograph."

Gu Mian was speechless for three seconds in the direction of the bathroom, so her screenwriter status became a shield?

She thought about it and thought it was funny. Back then, she went to meet Ji Lingchuan secretly in Auntie's film crew, and pretended to be his fan to deceive everyone, but she didn't expect it to be the other way around now.

Ji Lingchuan tidied up, leaned against the wall and looked at her.

Gu Mian looked up information on the computer, staring at the screen intently, sliding the mouse with her finger, and saving the useful information when she saw it.

Finally, Ji Lingchuan couldn't take it anymore. He pulled the slippers and walked to her side, put his hands on the edge of the table, wrapped her in his arms, leaned down to get close to her, and almost touched her cheek: "What are you doing? The script is not Has everything been changed? Why are you still so busy?"

He dangled in front of her eyes for 5 minutes, but she only glanced at him. In the past, her gaze was on him all the time, and she really couldn't bear it.

Gu Mian felt that he was in the way, so she raised her hand and pushed his face away, coaxing perfunctorily, "Hey, let's go play."

Ji Lingchuan didn't respond, so Gu Mian had no choice but to explain: "I'm preparing the materials for the new book. I've already posted on Weibo to tell readers that a new book will be released next month, but I haven't finished my outline yet, and I'm rushing to work."

Ji Lingchuan took out his mobile phone and logged on Weibo, and sure enough, he saw a Weibo post by Chang'an Gu two hours ago.

Chang'an Gu v: "The new book will meet with you in August, look forward to it!"

The official Weibo of "Princess Hejia" followed the screenwriter, and some fans wanted to know the first-hand news about their actors, so they followed Gu Mian one after another.This account currently has 17 fans, and it may break through 20 in the near future.

Ji Lingchuan wanted to pay attention to her, but she stopped her.

Don't think that she doesn't understand the situation if she doesn't become a fan circle. For a big star of Ji Lingchuan's level, any extra person in the Weibo follow list will be followed by fans and marketing accounts, and then they will be picked up. If not, it will be on the hot search.

Ji Lingchuan said: "I'm the leading actor in "Princess Hejia". What's wrong with paying attention to the screenwriter?"

"Stop making trouble, even Zhai Zhixi and Chai Xingtong don't bother to pay attention to me as a screenwriter. If you pay attention, you will definitely be over-interpreted. If you want to be on the hot search, do it yourself, don't drag me in."

Ji Lingchuan: "..."

Ji Lingchuan had browsed through dozens of Weibo posts that Gu Mian had posted in the past, and found that they were all about books, and she never shared life updates.

The comments below this Weibo are also readers.

"Thank God, Chang'an Gu Dada finally remembered that he is a writer."

"Great, there's a new book to follow! Just like Erkang promised me Ziwei, this book won't be as cruel as "Princess Hejia", please? 【Star Eyes】"

"Grandma, look what I've found! Your favorite author is finally writing a new book!"

"Call me crazily for Chang'an! The alarm is set, the sky is waiting for misty rain, and I'm waiting for you! We will see you in August!"

"Has Chang'an been on the set of "Princess Hejia" recently? I saw you in the group photo of the launch conference. Ahhh, I'm so happy, I can meet Ji Lingchuan every day. Whisper bb: Can you say hello to my brother for me?" ?”

Ji Lingchuan couldn't help smiling, and pointed to this comment for Gu Mian: "Master Chang'an, your little reader wants you to say hello to me for her."

Gu Mian glanced at the phone, then looked at his face squarely, and smiled slightly: "Hello."

Feeling frustrated again, Ji Lingchuan grabbed a chair and sat beside her, propping her face with her hands and tilting her head to look at her: "Fans ask you to say hello, just say hello, does Chang'an love fans so much?"

Gu Mian shifted her eyes to the computer screen again: "My readers are very cute, of course I will try my best to meet their requests. Besides, this request is not difficult to meet."

Thoughtful, Ji Lingchuan swipe the phone screen with her fingers, find one of the comments and read it to her: "Master Chang'an, remember to ask Ji Lingchuan for autographs and group photos. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, don't miss it!"

Gu Mian just saved a piece of information to the file, when she heard that, she paused: "No, thank you."

There is a photo of her and Ji Lingchuan. As for the autograph, she is not his fan, so why do you want to autograph.

Ji Lingchuan pinched her chin, she blinked, with a questioning expression, but he just bent his lips and smiled, leaned over and kissed her lips: "For your signature." After a pause, he emphasized, "It only belongs to you A personal signature."

Gu Mian didn't react, she stared at him dumbfounded, is he... flirting with her?
Her eyelashes fluttered twice quickly, like a little butterfly flapping its wings, and her cheeks quickly turned red.

Ji Lingchuan was very satisfied with her performance, and snapped his fingers happily: "You write slowly, I'm going to take a shower first. Ah, I haven't finished reciting my lines yet."

After taking a shower, Ji Lingchuan took the script and memorized the lines next to Gu Mian. Tomorrow was another day of filming announcements, and the lines were outrageously numerous.

The two are busy with their work and don't bother each other.

The advantage of being close to the screenwriter is that occasionally Ji Lingchuan encounters uncommon characters that he can't read, and he pats the screenwriter next to him, and she patiently teaches him to read and explains the meaning without him needing to Baidu.

Ji Lingchuan felt a headache after memorizing it for a while, and couldn't help but wonder if Gu Mian also had the same headache when he wrote it.

There was another question, and he wanted to know the answer: "Why did you suddenly start writing books and screenwriting?" He remembered that she was studying chemical engineering at Cambridge.

"I studied in the UK and did not live on campus. My uncle helped me rent a house near the school. When I was not in class, I spent most of my time at home alone, writing and writing to pass the time. "Princess Hejia" is that I wrote it at the time, but I didn’t think about publishing it at first, because I helped my aunt translate a book, which gave me confidence, so I officially wrote the book. Being a screenwriter is completely out of my plan, although the process is a bit difficult, But I'm still very happy."

Ji Lingchuan was silent for a long time, he didn't know about these things, Gu Mian's three years were almost blank for him.

Gu Mian stretched her muscles, seeing that it was getting late, she closed the computer and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Ji Lingchuan, however, continued to recite his lines, until she came out of the bathroom with wet long hair, he put down the colorfully drawn script in his hand with a marker, stood up and took a hair dryer to help her dry her hair.

"I can..."

Before Gu Mian finished speaking, Ji Lingchuan sat on the edge of the bed.