Kiss her 90,000 times

At eight o'clock in the morning, a scandal about a third-tier entertainment director was put on the headlines of the hot searches.

Immediately afterwards, the marketing accounts of major media broke the news that director Huang's unspoken rules about actresses in the circle, oppression and threats of actors and other black materials became popular all over the Internet. Within half an hour, relevant industry officials expressed their resistance to inferior directors and completely banned them.

When Shi Wan knew the news, Wen Qing called her to tell her.

How embarrassed she was last night, how angry and excited she is today.

Talked a lot to Shi Wan on the phone, looking filled with righteous indignation.

"...Ha he deserves it! I really think I am a handsome little fresh meat guy! I don't even look at my stupid look, I have a big belly and don't know that I think he is going to give birth! Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting!"

"Wicked people will be punished by wicked people. Hehe, this is your man's handwriting! He has finally done something good. Just thinking about the old man's face last night, I will spit out the last night's dinner!"

Shi Wan was still on an IV, half lying on the hospital bed, her face was a little pale, she lifted her lips and smiled lightly, "It's fine as long as it's nothing serious."

After a pause, she said, "Are you still in the hospital? Did your agent know what happened to you? Did he say anything?"

Mentioning this article made me furious, and the country cursed one after another, "That shameless bastard, he only cares about gaining favors, he just called and asked me if I'm okay, I'm going to blow up his ancestral grave!"

Cursing and scolding her, her voice became softer again, a little lack of confidence, "His uncle, if my wife has money, just slap him in the face of that villain! I'm so mad, our company is also a piece of trash, I really want to terminate the contract... ..."

This Mr. Huang is the Gongdou drama that Wenqing received earlier, her manager took her to drink and eat last night, who knows where they will sell her directly.

Although Wen Qing has a carefree temperament, she is only 24 years old after all. She has only entered the society for a few years since she entered the society. Because she does not have a background background and sufficient resources, she has always been diligent and conscientious with her own strength.

This is the first time I have encountered such a thing. Although I have heard a little about the unspoken rules of drug use before, I never thought it would happen to me.

As long as she thinks about the scene last night, Wen Qing will feel flustered and her hands and feet will become weak. If Shi Wan is not there, everything will really be over for her, and she dare not even think about what the consequences will be for her.

Shi Wan frowned tightly, she opened her mouth, "If you really want to terminate the contract—"

"No need!" Wen Qing hurriedly interrupted her, "It's okay, I can still persist."

It's not that Wen Qing is unwilling to accept Shi Wan's help.

But Shi Wan helped her too much. When the two of them were in college, what good did Shi Wan achieve, and she was never without her.

The first commercials and TV series she received were introduced to her by Shi Wan, and when Shi Wan became popular, she helped her a lot. Wen Qing never envied Shi Wan, but felt that she was not strong enough, so She has been tempering herself, and even though the road is a bit bumpy, she also wants to go on by herself.

Wen Qing: "With Mr. Huang's lessons learned, my manager should not be able to make any mistakes for the time being. Don't worry, if I really can't hold on anymore, I will definitely tell you."

Seeing her insistence, Shi Wan didn't say anything more, but the situation last night was so frightening, she still told Wen Qing carefully: "Then you must be more careful in the future, I know you drink well, But don’t push yourself too hard.”

Wen Qing bent her lips, "I know, you were really good last night, so you can drink a bottle of strong wine if you want."

Shi Wan smiled, "My head hurts right now."

Wen Qing became anxious when she heard it, "It still hurts? Then I won't tell you. You should rest well and come to see you when I recover."

Saying that, without giving Shi Wan a chance to answer, she hung up the phone in a hurry, but Shi Wan wanted to say that it was okay but didn't say anything.

As soon as she put down the phone, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Fu Conglin walked in.

Carrying a bag of things in his hand.

The man looked at her, approached her indifferently, and put the breakfast on the table next to him, "It doesn't look like a big deal."

He spoke, his voice very weak.

Shi Wan put the phone by the pillow, propped herself up a little bit to keep up with her, her lips were pale, and she looked weak, "Why are you here?"

The man asked without answering, "What do you say?"

Shi Wan didn't speak, but pursed her lower lip.

His eyes scanned the breakfast bag.

Fu Conglin approached her and carefully looked at her face. After a while, he stretched out his fingers and lifted her chin. His eyes fell on her cheek where the slap marks were still left. Unexpectedly, he would do something like drinking at the Shengxiao Hall, and be beaten so embarrassingly."

Shi Wan avoided his hand, staring down at her fair fingertips, "Accident."

"What a surprise."

The man's answer was slightly ironic.

Shi Wan didn't explain any more.

Fu Conglin looked at her for a while, and without asking any further questions, he took the breakfast sideways and set up the dining table for her.

He bought porridge.

Shiwan had a fever in the middle of the night, and the fever subsided in the morning. Her mouth was bitter and astringent. Looking at the porridge, she suddenly felt tasteless. Her delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she looked very reluctant to eat it.

Fu Conglin said with a cold face, "Eat."

He's not used to coaxing people, and he doesn't have much patience.

Shi Wan thought sadly, no, he is still gentle, but it is a pity that he is not facing her.

The stomach was indeed empty, and Shi Wan drank the porridge bit by bit with a spoon.

Fu Conglin's complexion finally improved.

But his breath was still cold, and he sat on the sofa not far away with his arms crossed, staring at Shi Wan's every move with awe-inspiring scrutiny.

When Shi Wan was almost done eating, he said calmly: "Shi Wan, do you want to make a movie?"

I didn't know it before, but I checked last night to find out the identity of the person who hit Shiwan and the people in that box.

Shi Wan packed the tableware packing box, paused when she heard the words, and replied calmly: "I have this plan."

The man frowned, and his dark eyes fell on her little face, which looked much better. "When we got married, we made it clear that I don't like you going out to show your face."

Shi Wan was not annoyed, and looked back at him bluntly, "But I want to divorce you now."

Fu Conglin stared at her, and said: "I thought you had thought it through this time, Shi Wan, don't waste my patience."

"Do you still have patience with me?" Shi Wan looked at him and blinked.

He was silent.

Shi Wan continued: "I'm helping you, can't you see it? Isn't this what you want?"

The man stared at her thoughtfully, and then his brows and eyes became more irritable. He stood up abruptly, his face turned cold, and his tone was distant and indifferent: "Enough, Shi Wan, you can stop in moderation."