Your Miss Su is blackened

Su Guan's beautiful eyes stared at him for a long time before he smiled and asked, "Account, what account? Why don't you tell me first, Mr. Fu, what was your purpose when you came up with such an idea?"

"For you."

"what?"

She first asked two words pretending to be surprised, and then said calmly: "There are so many people in a crew, because an order from Mr. Fu all accepts closed shooting. I don't have a mobile phone, and my family can't be contacted. Although the work can be done. Even better, but Mr. Fu, is it appropriate for you to throw such a big pot at me?"

Having said all that, Su Wan tilted her head and asked thoughtfully, "To be honest, am I the kind of person who lets you casually change the filming status of hundreds of people?"

In all fairness, when Jiang Che said that on the phone just now, she didn't believe it.

Do you believe that Fu Moxing would be so indiscriminate between public and private.

At this moment, the man smiled and did not answer this question for the time being.

He took her to lie down on the bed, and his thin lips fell on the woman's face, kissing her for a long time.

After kissing enough, Fu Moxing's low and hoarse voice sounded: "You are."

She was stunned for a moment: "I am? When did I become so important?"

Fu Moxing's callused fingertips landed on her soft cheeks, and then his deep voice sounded: "I can't see my wife has a blue-faced confidant, and I can't see you guys calling and sending WeChat to keep in touch, and you simply take advantage of his filming to find a reason Let the crew take his cell phone."

Su Wan said seriously: "Your statement is wrong."

He raised his eyebrows: "Why not?"

She didn't answer but instead asked: "While he's filming? Are you sure you didn't find that scene specifically for him to shoot?"

The man said righteously: "Why, I see that he is your confidant, and I have invested a lot of money in him as the leading actor in a huge ancient costume production. Are you still not satisfied?"

"You're not right either."

"Then madam should talk about it carefully, what's wrong?"

Su Wan grabbed his hands that were making trouble on her face, looked into his eyes with apricot eyes, and opened and closed her lips: "Whether you spend money to invest in costume dramas or order closed shooting, there is only one purpose—"

She paused, pinched the man's hard fingers compared to women's, smiled and said two words: "Pick me up."

Fu Moxing was amused by her words.

He nodded seriously: "That's right, it's to keep Jiang away from you, and he can't get in touch with you. In this way, don't we have a chance to cultivate our relationship? Visually, I'm successful. The ground soaked you."

She let go of his hand, sighing.

The man frowned, glanced at his arm that was thrown aside, and asked her, "What's wrong?"

Su Wan put her arms around his neck: "If you like me, just be straightforward. Tell me you like me and hope that I keep a distance from other people. Why do you have to play tricks behind your back? Let your husband spend so much money on investment, so let's not mention it." Well, maybe the staff of the film crew still feel that Boss Fu is unreasonable, so that people can't get a mobile phone for several months and can't contact their family and lovers."

"I remember I expressed that I don't like you getting too close to him."

"I also remember that I expressed that he and I are just good friends, and there are no more unclear relationships other than friends."

Fu Moxing probably knew the importance of Jiang Che to Su Wan, so he kissed her forehead suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "Well, don't talk about him anymore, it's annoying."