Mismarried ex-wife got pregnant and fled

Xie Rou browsed through it, closed it with a snap, and said angrily at her: "I won't sign it."

"Why don't you sign it. Your current status is an artist or an actor, not Miss Xie who is held in the hands of others. All these good resources of yours are given by the company. Without a company, you think it's just your acting skills. Netizens sprayed to death, will also be rejected by the director."

"..."

The agent reprimanded her, but Xie Rou couldn't say a word.

Today, she didn't know why Jiang Baihe was going crazy, but what he said was extremely reasonable.She became a monk halfway through, and she won the No. [-] female lead not because of her acting skills, but because of the face of the company and Mu Yanzheng.

"I sign."

After a long while, the manager was about to get out of the car, but she suddenly asked her to stay in a muffled voice.

Jiang Baihe turned to the last page and took a special look at her.

The hickey on the neck, even though she had applied a thick layer of foundation, was still faintly visible.

"If it's Mr. Mu, I won't say anything. I hope you can respect and love yourself."

After taking away the documents, Jiang Baihe dropped the words like a warning, and got out of the RV.

Xie Rou sat without moving for a long time, recalling last night, she suddenly felt a little ashamed of Mu Yanzheng.

She is no longer clean, and she has not dared to ask him to marry her because of her previous marriage history, and now she is even more emboldened.

After lunch break, she returned to the set.

"Miss Xie, it's your rivalry scene with the female supporting role this afternoon. It just so happens that you don't need to cover it up."

In the dressing room, the makeup teacher looked at Xie Rou in the mirror with a powder cake and asked for her opinion.

Xie Rou was already in a bad mood, but now she heard it, her face darkened.

"How do you know my role, you are a part-time worker, you can do whatever I tell you to do."

"Thanks……"

"Thank you, thank you, hurry up."

The make-up artist is a student who has just graduated from a beauty school. He has not been with the group for a long time, but this is the first time he has encountered such a difficult protagonist.

Although he was angry, he could only hold back.

After finishing the makeup with great difficulty, when I went out, I bumped into the teacher who was holding the props. Hula la, all the props fell to the ground.Plastic ones are fine, but fragile glass items cannot be salvaged on the spot.

The prop teacher just wanted to get angry, but when he saw that it was Xie Rou, he could only hold back.

Without even an apology, she arrogantly walked over to the set.

When the filming started, the director lost his temper immediately before the props were picked up.

"What's going on, Mr. Props!"

"I'm coming."

The prop teacher was sweating profusely, and ran back from outside holding a big crystal cup.

The director saw that something was wrong with the prop, and stood up directly from behind the camera.

"Why not before?"

"It's broken, I borrowed it from the crew next door."

The prop teacher was also wronged, and he glanced at Xie Rou who was standing not far away, so he had to tell the truth.

The director saw the reason and had to give up.

But the surrounding staff were all whispering: "The next door is also a romantic drama, who is the female number one?"

"Xue Ying, Mu's self-made drama."

"I heard that fashion is good. I like her figure..."

Several men chatted, although the voice was very low, it still reached Xie Rou's ears.

Xue Ying, how could she not know.

She once worked with her on a film crew, and was beaten up by her because of her big mouth.

In a scene in the afternoon, because of the appearance of the name Xue Ying, Xie Rou was absent-minded. The scene was NGed dozens of times. In the end, the director was about to lose his temper, so he could only temporarily switch to the male lead role.

Xie Rouwo was on fire, and it was the assistant who followed after returning to the caravan, but not the manager.

"Where's Jiang Baihe?"

"Sister Baihe has returned to Rongcheng, she asked me to accompany you."

"Why do you accompany me? The crew next to you asked if the female number one was Xue Ying."

The little assistant put down the teacup and got out of the car obediently.

There was a night scene at night, but Xie Rou was not in the mood to shoot it.

She leaned on the folding sofa, staring at Mu Yanzheng's cell phone number in a daze.

Another day passed and he still hadn't had a message or a call.

But at this time, Tang Jinglan's call came in.

Xie Rou hurriedly sat upright, stared at the phone screen and swallowed hard.

This man won't be addicted to sleep, right?

"Sister Xue."

At this time, the little assistant returns to the RV.

Xie Rou resolutely refused and turned to look at her.

"How about it?"

"It's Xue Ying."

It's really her!

"Xue Ying is now an artist of Mu's Third Uncle's Company, and her fashion label is in Hr."

"Hr is just a design company, when will it start signing artists."

"Just provide clothes. Hr once teamed up with Mi Lai's largest M company, so this company is equivalent to Mi Lai's branch."

"I still use your popular science, how can I not know!"

Xie Rou cast a cold look, and the little assistant immediately shut up.

"I'm going out at night, and the night show asked the director to find a substitute."

She wanted to go back to Rongcheng to see what happened to Mu Yanzheng.Usually, she has never been like this, which made her panic.

"But it's hard to explain to Sister Lily."

Watching her change clothes, the little assistant couldn't stop her, so she had to move out the manager.

Xie Rou is not afraid at all, and no one can stop her desire to see Mu Yanzheng.

"If she wants to ask, just say my mother is sick."

After finishing speaking, he took his bag, put on his cap and mask and got out of the RV.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she left the crew area, a big G stopped in front of her.

"Miss Xie, Seventh Brother is calling you."

The window was lowered, revealing a face.

Xie Rou had no choice but to look around, bite the bullet, and opened the back seat door.

In the car, Tang Jinglan was wearing a thin black windbreaker, propping his face with one hand and looking out the window.

When she sat down, the car started.

He still didn't turn his head, but asked in a cold voice, "Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Xie Rou lost the embarrassment she felt when she first met him yesterday, and even had some bold resistance.

After a long time no response, the man turned his head slowly, his eagle-like eyes fell on her haughty side face.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him.

Because Xie Rou was filming, she hadn't had time to remove her makeup yet. At this time, the poor-quality foundation rubbed against the man.But now his eyes are full of anger, and his eyes are staring, as if he wants to eat the woman in front of him.

"You're really disgusting."

After a long time, he looked at the floating powder on her face, threw it away abruptly, and took out a wet towel to wipe his hands vigorously.

Only then did Xie Rou realize that because of Xie Ying, she forgot to take off her makeup and came out directly.

She took out the makeup mirror from her bag and took a picture of her face. She looked as if she saw a ghost.

"Where are you taking me?"

The scenery that flashed back outside was obviously no longer Jiangcheng, but a highway in the suburbs.

"Of course I'll take you back to Rongcheng."

Hearing the man's lazy voice, Xie Rou turned her head suddenly, with a look of disbelief.But soon, she yelled at the driver in front of her with great resistance: "Stop, I want to get off!"

Accompanied, as soon as the words fell, Tang Jinglan slapped her hard.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, the whole carriage fell into a long silence.