Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

The actor who was about to make a film was in a car accident. Zhenqi felt that such a bloody, vulgar soap opera would never appear on such an ordinary person who wasted air while living and wasting land when he died. God's will tricks people In this way, the plot of the Korean idol drama happened like that, and what made Zhenqi unable to look directly at Song Yu was that domineering man who was like the cold president of TV. It was that one glance that stopped the discussion in an instant.

"Change someone."

When everyone was holding their breath, Song Yu said very calmly.

Change, the corner of Zhenqi's mouth twitched fiercely, it's time to change, but where to find someone now, you really think that models are Chinese cabbage on the shelf, as long as you have money, you can ask for it whenever you want Time to ask, people have schedules and announcements.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Yu uttered the word "change", everyone gasped instantly, and the director had a bitter face, and it took him a long time before he slowly said: "Mr. , but it is not suitable for those who are idle, you said that it is not so easy to rush to other companies to borrow people."

Song Yu gave the director a cold look, and the director buried his head even lower, and Zhen Qi, who was very close to the director, could see his trembling hands.

"I don't care what method you use, how much money you spend, you must find someone to shoot an advertisement today, or you can pack up and leave."

"But—" the director hurriedly explained, but Song Yu stared back at him as soon as he opened his mouth, and finally he just closed his mouth, "I found the right person, but I just don't know what President Song means."

"Say." Song Yu sat impatiently on the recliner, squinting his eyes and pretending to sleep.

"It's the lady who is with you." The director glanced at Zhen Qi who had been listening with her ears up, and said in a low voice.

"I—" Zhen Qi pointed at herself in surprise, but Song Yu's violent voice interrupted her before she got the director's confirmation.

"She can't."

Looking at Song Yu's wide-eyed eyes, Zhenqi was a little unhappy, why did she tell herself that she couldn't do it, why couldn't she do it herself, do you know if she can do it?

"Mr. Song, I know this is a bit too much, but this lady is the most suitable person, even more suitable for 'ice muscle' than the previous model. You have to trust my artistic vision." The director tried his best to say, in fact, he probably knew The relationship between Zhen Qi and Song Yu was just that as soon as Zhen Qi came to the studio, he fell in love with this pretty girl with a pair of bright and big eyes. He felt that those eyes were as clear as the starry sky on a summer night, so pure that it made people uncomfortable. Dare to defile.Such a talent is the best endorsement for Bing Muscle, although she is not very good-looking.

"No," Song Yu glanced at Zhen Qi; "I just need to see Zhang is so ugly, why bother to show embarrassment."

The corner of Zhen Qi's mouth twitched violently, is she ugly, Song Yu, you bastard.You are good-looking, male and female, you are not a good person at first glance, hum.

Sometimes Zhenqi thinks that Song Yu is a roundworm in her stomach. Although this metaphor is a bit disgusting, whenever Zhenqi is dissatisfied with Song Yu, Song Yu can always see it, and immediately make his most common Song Yu's reaction was as it is now, even if it was another director, Song Yu could accurately throw a meaningful warning look at Zhen Qi after she finished complaining.And Zhenqi, who received this look, naturally quieted down obediently like a little daughter-in-law.

"If Mr. Song really has no choice, let Ms. An Yuan come. Although her temperament is not very suitable, she has a beautiful face." Since Song Yu insists on that, for his career as a director, for the sake of being able to shoot for people all over the country. For more excellent works, the director chose to give in. The director felt that such a concession was very conservative, but Zhenqi thought it was the most stupid. If Song Yu wanted to use An Yuan, she would have used it very early. Zhenqi pinched it for the director. A cold sweat.

Sure enough, as Zhen Qi expected, Song Yu's complexion surpassed Master Bao's in an instant, his face was full of signs of a storm, such a stern aura overwhelmed everyone.But before Song Yu opened her mouth, Zhen Qi said desperately, "Mr. Song, I want to try it. Although I don't look good, I believe in the makeup artist's skills."

Song Yu's complexion changed, and instantly softened, and the warmth in her eyes was fleeting. This woman was protecting herself. Song Yu could tell that Zhenqi didn't want to make commercials, and she could also see that Song Yu Zhenqi was really trying to protect herself. She didn't want other people to know that she had conflicts with An Yuan, this woman was always thinking of others like this.

"Let me go." Looking at Song Yu's hesitation, Zhen Qi said again, the firmness in her eyes surprised Song Yu again, this woman always surprises herself again and again, refreshing her bottom line again and again .

"This is what you said, if it becomes a joke, don't come to me." Song Yu glanced at Zhen Qi, and said slowly, he didn't want to agree but he could only fulfill it, just like he didn't want to involve Zhen Qi in his own power struggle But Jane was always there.This is his guilt towards Zhenqi, and there is no way to make up for this guilt. As long as Zhenqi is with him, there will be more such things, but if he wants to leave Zhenqi, he really will not take it with him.

Since you can't do it, Zhenqi will let me protect you.

Song Yu laughed at himself, it seemed that Zhen Qi had been protecting her all along.

Zhenqi is unwilling to take pictures because in her intention, the models are always wearing revealing clothes, standing in front of the camera, and the performers are in coquettish poses. In the past, Zhenqi always looked at those commercials Shouting that the world is going down, sighing endlessly, although Jasmine has corrected it many times, Zhenqi still can't change it, because in her bones, wearing clothes that are worse than not wearing is beauty, art, that's the most But it's called selling hue.

Song Yu, who was playing with her mobile phone in the dressing room, frowned slightly after hearing Zhen Qi's high opinion. Although she didn't like that kind of advertising idea, she didn't want to say anything for the sake of benefit, but now Zhen Qi was worried about whether the clothes on the boat were Song Yu's indifferent answer: "You will expose your shortcomings if you wear them, so you don't have to worry."

Song Yu was also noble, elegant, and cool, so the beauty stylist who was doing makeup on Zhen Qi was stunned for a moment after hearing Song Yu's venomous reply, and finally burst out laughing.

As a result, Zhenqi's eyebrows had tragically turned into high and low eyebrows. Zhenqi pulled a "Song's" horse face, looked at Song Yu in the mirror and said lightly: "Husband, am I that bad? I'm you." A wife who has been chosen from thousands of people, if you question me, you are questioning yourself, did you make it?"

So Song Yu in the mirror looked at him with black lines on his face, and the stylist's hand shook again, and he had to redraw his eyebrows this time.

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