Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

When Di Yuanjue heard the strange woman's voice, he subconsciously turned around and looked at the woman who appeared out of nowhere in front of him. Without any gentlemanly words, he said coldly, "Who are you?"

How rude.

Fang Zhizhi was wearing a white princess gauze dress today, and she even specially invited the strongest team in the film and television industry to do her makeup. She was really beautiful, and even had some lip makeup that could attract men. She looked so pink and extremely cute and seductive.

But this is also in front of ordinary people.

She held up her dress, smiled like a princess, and walked over slowly. "Have you forgotten about me? Fang Zhizhi, weren't you and my cousin together at the horse farm?"

I remembered.

Di Yuan never thought that this woman would dare to appear in front of him. If Long Qingcheng had not pleaded for mercy at that time, he would have wanted to kill this stupid woman who was drooling at the sight of him. Now that greedy and ignorant eyes were on him...

He frowned, his gloomy expression was filled with coldness, and he gave off an aura that said "keep away from strangers".

Fang Zhizhi was like a fool, turning a blind eye to the danger of the man. She seemed to have made this place her own territory. Unlike the horse farm, she could wipe out all the surveillance here. They were all her own people. She could do whatever she wanted.

So she became a little bolder and even forgot how the man who was with her that day fled.

The delicate little face was raised, and the prosthetic nose was somewhat translucent. "Do you really like my cousin? Don't you know that my cousin is not the eldest daughter of the Bai family? She was kicked out. Even if she is useless, you still like her?"

She liked the tall and handsome man in front of her, but she never expected that such a man would like the good-for-nothing Long Qingcheng.

Di Yuanjue took two steps back and put some distance between them. He sneered and said without leaving any room for negotiation, "Who do you think you are to be my wife? Get out, or I'll make you get out of W City." He was too lazy to talk to Fang Zhizhi in front of him. The two of them had almost no contact. He couldn't help but take out the handkerchief in his pocket to wipe his hands, and left from the side in disgust.

The murderous aura almost surrounded Fang Zhizhi, making her feel as if she was experiencing death over and over again.

She couldn't help but shiver.

Ma'am, are they married?

She sneered. So what if they were married? A man like this would come here and cheat on his wife behind her back.

Looking at the man who was about to leave without any hesitation, she suppressed her trembling, turned around, and yelled at the man: "Then didn't you come here to see your lover? Does Long Qingcheng know? I guess she doesn't know. Since you've already cheated on her, you don't need me anymore, you..."

"Stealing? Who stole?"

A voice not far away interrupted Fang Zhizhi's words. Fang Zhizhi was not familiar with this voice. It was Long Qingcheng. She looked over suddenly. Even in a simple white T-shirt and jeans, she was so dazzling. She even had a vague feeling that she wanted to defeat her. Her hatred became stronger.

Watching the handsome man walk up to Long Qingcheng, holding her firmly with his arms, and the two of them talking intimately with their heads down, the scene was very ambiguous and enviable.

This is my home court.

She clenched her fists tightly, full of hatred, staring at the two people in front of her, as if there was a resentment in her heart. She almost turned around and yelled at the person in charge of the venue: "What do you do? Unrelated people can run backstage. If they are private fans, our safety will not be guaranteed, right?"

The person in charge who was adjusting the outfield was stunned by the yelling.

He ran over and saw Fang Zhizhi, the big shot again. All the staff were talking about it. How many such things had happened to him? He was always looking for trouble and really thought he was a big shot. He only got to this position by plagiarizing.

The person in charge was a middle-aged man. He did not bow his head in servility, nor was he very respectful. At most, he was on equal terms. "Miss Fang, we strictly check the work credentials before letting anyone in. We will never let any irrelevant people in."

"Really?" Fang Zhizhi pointed at Long Qingcheng, "What about her? Who is she? Don't tell me she's also one of your staff members."

But I haven't waited for the person in charge to speak yet.

Xin Yu, who came out with Long Qingcheng, walked out and said, "Miss, I said you forgot your pen, I went back to get it for you, and you didn't even wait for me, you were so anxious to see..." Before her husband could finish his words, she rushed into the battlefield filled with smoke in front of her.

She stopped in her tracks and was stunned. She looked at the person in charge and blinked, thinking that something had happened to them.

"Lao Zhang, what happened?"

Old Zhang glanced at Long Qingcheng and Di Yuanjue. They were in this line of work, and they had come into contact with all kinds of people, so they could judge people. He knew that the two people in front of him were extraordinary, and even of high status, so he spoke very respectfully, "Do you know these two?"

Xin Yu was amused by Lao Zhang's joke. She stepped forward and handed over her work ID. "My female warrior author Long Qingcheng is making her debut. I apologize for any inconvenience caused."

Lao Zhang exclaimed, and immediately stepped forward, "It turns out to be Mr. Long, can you give me an autograph?"

Long Qingcheng: “?” The little head was full of confusion.

Lao Zhang smiled and patted his shoulder as he explained, "My daughter is your fan. Before I came here, she asked me to get an autograph for her if I could meet you. I wonder if it would be convenient for you, Mr. Long?"

It feels a bit awkward to be called Long Dada by someone older than me.

"You are my elder, so you should just call me Long Qingcheng." She said in a friendly manner, "Of course you can sign, where should I sign?"

Is Long Qingcheng the author of Female Warrior?

So what were you doing just now?

She was pale, her body was stiff, and she didn't even know what to do for a moment. Fortunately, her agent arrived at this time.

Her agent's surname was Xiao. When Fang Zhizhi saw her, before she could say anything, she saw Lao Zhang not far away and walked over with a smile, "Lao Zhang, long time no see. After work, shall we go for a drink?"

Lao Zhang took the signature and folded it carefully, glanced at Lao Xiao, sneered, "Forget it. I'm afraid if I don't work hard, I'll be fired." After saying that, he didn't even give Fang Zhizhi any face and left without any expression.

Lao Xiao frowned, turned his head and looked at Fang Zhizhi, asking, "You didn't offend Director Zhang, did you?!"

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