I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress’ Ex-Boyfriend

Jane Qiaoxin is actually not talented in cooking, and the craftsmanship is actually mediocre. It's just that he grows up from a young age, and practice makes perfect. It's really just a habit.

I was taught by my father when I was young, and when I grew up, my father became seriously ill, so he did the food at home.

He didn't have many roles in the crew today, and there was nothing to do in the afternoon, so he went home in advance to buy food and prepare a lunch for Wen Yuan to eat. Originally thought he had sent away a prince, but he did not expect another princess to come.

Washing vegetables and picking vegetables, the sore neck that was tired from filming in the morning is aching at this moment. Jane Qiaoxin has always been in poor health, and now he is even more tired.

The phone in the phone rang, and he answered: "Hello?"

"Is Jane Qiao new? I'm Wen Yuan." The voice came from the other end of the phone.

Jane Qiaoxin said: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's your bento...can it be delivered at night?" Wen Yuan asked brazenly.

Jane Qiaoxin frowned: "Didn't you say that I will bring it to you tomorrow?"

"..."

Wen Yuan knew that he was at a loss, so he had to resort to his usual tricks: "I'm sorry, it's actually like this. My stomach has never been very good. I would have diarrhea after eating the box lunch of the crew. I used to be at home in school. The meal is ready to be delivered, and now the chef has asked for leave, I really can’t help it, Brother Xiaoxin, you are the only person I can trust."

Jane Qiaoxin only rolled his eyes when he heard it, but he couldn't afford to offend His Royal Highness for the time being, so he had to say: "If this is the case, then you pay attention to your body and I will pass it to you at night."

Wen Yuan on the other end of the phone was happy, and hung up after just a few words.

Jane Qiaoxin took a deep breath with his mobile phone. Today is his birthday. Qiu Jian doesn't know if he will remember it. In fact, it is good to go out at night. If he forgets it, it will be uncomfortable to stay at home.

Packed the lunch box in his hand later, Jane Qiao went out.

City A-Night

At night, the film and television city is also brightly lit, with people coming and going. The film and television city is commonly known as never night. It is common for many crews here to stay overnight.

Whether you are a big or a small one, you are shooting all night to catch up.

When Jane Qiao came here, the crew was still in full swing. Of course, today's full swing still carries some unusual flavors.

When he came in, he was walking in the corridor and just met Big Brother Wang who was in charge of logistics.

Brother Wang smiled and said, "Xiaoxin, why are you here? I heard Director Wang said that you have no show today?"

Jane Qiao raised the lunch box in his hand: "Well, I'm here to deliver a meal. Wenyuan's stomach is not good and I can't get used to eating."

"Well, your relationship is really good."

On the surface, Big Brother Wang said so, but in fact, he can see clearly what this smell could have eaten badly, so he joined the group with 2 life assistants, 3 makeup artists, and the stylist is also in a team. It's simply the treatment of the big names.

But who didn't know, he was just a fledgling college student, if it weren't for someone behind him, he could be so arrogant.

Wen Yuan now made it clear that he was embarrassing Jian Qiaoxin, but I don't know where Jian Qiaoxin provoked that ancestor and was so miserable.

Jane Qiaoxin smiled: "Then I will pass."

"Now is the past?" Brother Wang's smile stiffened, and he said slowly after a while: "Where is Mr. Yan."

Jane Qiaoxin: "..."

He is afraid of Yan Qian, and the mouse is afraid of seeing the cat.

"Forget it, I'll come back later." Jane Qiaoxin quickly gave in.

Brother Wang nodded: "Okay, the lunch will arrive in a while, and you will eat a little along with it. There are still plays. It's good for you to watch more."

"OK."

Dressing room

Wen Yuan asked the makeup artist to finish his makeup before slowly walking to the sofa. On the sofa, Yan Qian sat lazily, with his slender legs overlapping at will, holding the script flip in his hand. Page looked at.

Wen Yuan sat down and said, "What's so interesting about this?"

When the voice fell, Wen Yuan knew that he had said the wrong thing. As expected, Yan Gan's face became cold: "The script is not good-looking, what do you want to watch?"

"Since you want to be an actor, you have to take it seriously. Familiar with the script and memorizing the lines is your basic skill. I have heard the director say. You are not serious. When you are dealing with the play, you all rely on dubbing. Is there such a thing?"

Wen Yuan dodged his eyes and muttered: "What's the matter, the audience wouldn't be able to hear it anyway."

"boom!"

The script on the coffee table was smashed down, and the whole coffee table shook after shaking, showing that the anger of the person who threw the script was really up.

Yan Gan's sharp eyebrows and his beaks were overbearing: "I have invited two acting teachers for you, and I will join you in the group tomorrow. You listen carefully to what the teacher says."

"..."

Wen Yuan was upset, his eyes blushed, and a little grievance appeared on his beautiful face: "You know that I am guilty, and I don't want to. There are so many lines, how can I recite it? Besides, I didn't have it before. The experience of filming, you don’t feel sorry for me at all. You said to take care of me before. I also spent a lot of time preparing lunch for you this afternoon. You don’t even know how hard I was, but now you still yell at me..."

The more he talked, the more aggrieved, and finally he wiped his tears.

Yan Gan rubbed his eyebrows, stood up and took it out of the paper on the coffee table and handed it to Wen Yuan: "What are you crying? It is for your own good to let you learn from the teacher. Could I still harm you?"

Wen Yuan wiped his face: "But I'm too tired. I was tired from filming. The director asked more. Now I have a teacher even more tired."

"It's okay to learn more slowly, but you still have to practice." Wen Qian intends to encourage him to take the international route, so he can do it without acting skills.

The two chatted for a while, and Wen Yuan was still panicked when Yan Gan asked about the lunch, but he just hesitated for a while and then hesitated, saying that he had done it and forgot to bring it, and asked Yan Gan to wait.

After finally comforting Yan Qian, Wen Yuan hurriedly ran outside to call Jane Qiaoxin.

Jane Qiao, who was listening to the lecture in the front, was trying hard to learn things. When he was fascinated by the listening, the phone's ringtone seemed to ring like a reminder, so he had to answer the phone first.

Wen Yuan's voice was a little eager: "Why can't you still come? I'm starving to death."

Jane Qiaoxin hesitated: "But isn't there still in your lounge..."

"What else, where are you?"

Jane Qiaoxin frowned and was a little unhappy: "You have to eat and get it yourself."

There was a moment of stunned, it seemed a little unexpected, but Wen Yuan is indeed asking for someone now, so he really went to the director's booth to get food by himself.

He took the lunch box and said, "Thank you."

Jane Qiaoxin said: "No, you have a bad stomach. Let your cook come back early. I have average cooking skills, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take a heavy responsibility."

Wen Yuan smirked and left.

Because there are still scenes below, Wen Yuan couldn't stay in the lounge for too long. Yan Gan was just about to stay to see the progress of his current filming, so he simply put the lunch box in the shed on the scene to eat.

Jane Qiaoxin happened to be sitting on the edge of the shed because she was watching the show.

He stared at Yan Qian as he walked over and sat down on a small table not far away. He also leisurely opened the lunch box to prepare for dinner, but he couldn't speak for a while.

Different from the red suit I saw Yan Qian last time, this time Mr. Yan is wearing a low-key casual outfit. Xu was formal last time and looked much more serious. Now the scorn between his eyebrows is unabashed. .

However, unlike Huo Zihua's arrogance, Yan Qian's arrogance is a brutality integrated into his bones, even though it is elegant, it is difficult to hide.

Yan Gan sat down in the shed and seemed to notice it. He raised his eyebrows: "Why, if I haven't seen them for a few days, I didn't even say hello?"

"Yan, Mr. Yan." Jian Qiaoxin spoke quickly

"Yeah." Yan Gan was indifferent after all, and he said hello to the end.

Jane Qiao's new phone shook, he quickly picked it up and whispered: "Hello?"

"Happy birthday, Xiaoxin!" On the other end of the phone was a friend's voice, bluffing, the voice was loud, and the shocking Jane Qiaoxin's eardrum was painful.

Jane Qiaoxin smiled slightly: "Thank you."

My friend Feng Qing was ecstatic: "I sent you your birthday present. Remember to collect it today."

Jane Qiaoxin was a little moved: "I see."

The Feng Qing on the other end of the phone spit out his polite words, and after a while, the topic came to Qiu Fitness: "Are you having a candlelight dinner with Qiu Jian right now to celebrate the birthday feast?"

Jane Qiaoxin was silent for a while, and there was a pause on the other end of the phone.

"He...forgot?"

"No, he should be busy." Jane Qiaoxin said with no confidence.

"Hurry up!" Feng Qing was half dead: "Qiu Jian is not a thing. You can forget your birthday. I'll go find him after this little stuff!"

Jane Qiaoxin hurriedly stopped: "Don't, don't, it's just a birthday, forget it."

Feng Qing on the other end of the phone scolded for a while, and Jane Qiaoxin coaxed for a while before giving up. After hanging up the phone, she was only tired.

But there was a calm male voice beside him: "Your birthday?"

"Huh?" Jian Qiaoxin was startled, he turned around and just met Yan Gan's deep gaze: "Ang...Yes."

God, what amazing hearing is Yan Gan? The sound of the doorknob last time was not close this time. His voice is obviously very small, and the set is noisy...

Yan Gan nodded, and took out a platinum card from his pocket for a while and handed it to him: "This card is Feng Huaizhi's membership card. You will pass it on for your birthday today, and they will arrange it."

Jian Qiaoxin was shocked, how dare to ask: "No, Mr. Yan, you are polite."

"Take it, it's not a valuable thing." Yan Gan waved his hand indifferently. He lazily said: "Wen Yuan has no experience. It is really embarrassing for you to play with you. He is ignorant. You should take care of him."

Jane Qiao is silent, so he just said, how can someone like Yan Gan matter the birthday of a small person like him? It turned out to be for his own baby. Although Yan Gan looks bad tempered, he treats his lover. Surprisingly thoughtful.

For a moment, there was no jealousy, he just felt that it was nice to be favored blatantly.