Love Burns Out: Mr. Li Loves Me

Seeing the two people coming towards him, Wen Rong easily pulled back his wrist.

Xiaozhuang's eyes scanned the two of them several times inconspicuously, and he thought he had concealed it well.

On the contrary, Feng Wanhe on the side was very calm. There was no trace of surprise on her picturesque face with delicate makeup.

"Sister Wenwen, Director Nie is already waiting for you inside, go in quickly! The next scene is in two hours."

Wen Rong didn't delay and walked straight inside.

Xiaozhuang looked at the man standing next to the luxury car. What a pair of romantic and passionate eyes he had!

Just by looking into his eyes, Xiaozhuang felt his heart beating faster!

At this time, Xiaozhuang's cell phone rang, and she pulled Feng Wanhe directly to the dressing room!

"There's still time. Sister Wanhe, let me redo your makeup. A dancer's makeup should be more seductive and alluring!"

Feng Wanhe let Xiaozhuang pull her like a gust of wind, leaving only a faint fragrance in the air.

Chu Xiuyan's gaze was still looking at the direction where Wen Rong's back disappeared, his eyes were deep.

When he came out again, it was already half an hour later. Wen Rong went in empty-handed and came out empty-handed as well.

The sun shone on her body, but she could not feel any warmth, just like her first job, which seemed destined to fail halfway, like a short dream.

Wen Rong closed his eyes, pushing away the sourness and wetness in his eye sockets.

Wen Rong was about to get in the car when she found that Chu Xiuyan's car was still parked there. She didn't stay any longer to avoid any complications and drove away directly.

Dressing room.

Feng Wanhe's cell phone screen lit up, with a special ringtone.

She didn't even look at it, but just moved her fingers slightly uncontrollably.

Just at this moment, Xiao Zhuang cried out! "Damn it! They actually let me do their make-up! Capitalists always exploit office workers!"

Feng Wanhe's brows relaxed instead, and for the first time she said in such a good temper: "Then you go and put makeup on them first." She raised her head and looked at Xiaozhuang in the mirror: "Then you go, my part will be in more than an hour, so I'll be in time."

Xiaozhuang looked at Feng Wanhe in surprise. This was the first time that the big star was so gentle, so she ran away immediately!

"Then I'll be back soon, Sister Wan He!"

After Xiaozhuang left, Feng Wanhe picked up the phone. The message on it only had two words - [Location.]

His words were brief and shocking, just like him, he never said a single word to her.

She sent it, and within two minutes, footsteps were heard at the door. The corridor of the crew was not soundproofed.

The door was pushed open, Feng Wanhe raised her head and clearly saw Chu Xiuyan coming in from the mirror.

Feng Wanhe put down the lip gloss in her hand, and when she spoke again, her voice was so charming that even she found it sickening.

"Want something to drink?"

Chu Xiuyan lit a cigarette, his cheeks slightly sunken due to the action of smoking, making his facial lines look even stronger.

As the woman stood up, her skirt, as thin as a cicada's wing, hugged her slender waist, and her every move was exactly like the ballet figure that night.

Chu Xiuyan walked over and pressed Feng Wanhe down on the chair.

Feng Wanhe's face is small, only the size of a palm, but it is extremely delicate and photogenic.

Chu Xiuyan's eyes gradually became romantic and affectionate, with a lingering and teasing look in them, but there was not a trace of sincerity in them.

Feng Wanhe felt his fingers domineeringly wipe off the lipstick she had just applied. Looking at the ruined red, Chu Xiuyan's eyes gradually darkened.

In a flash, Feng Wanhe was turned around and faced the mirror - "No... not here."

The man groaned sexily: "Heh...don't you like me to be close to you?"

Feng Wanhe bit her lips tightly, her deer-like eyes struggling violently.

Chu Xiuyan sneered, then let her go and walked out without any pause.

Seeing his departing back, Feng Wanhe's inner defenses were completely broken, because she knew that if he left, it would mean the end of their relationship.

When Feng Wanhe thought of this possibility, she was no longer afraid of anything.

Even if it means drinking poison to quench thirst, she is willing...

"Don't go..."

Perhaps he was waiting for her to say this, Chu Xiuyan stopped in front of the door, turned around, his eyes arrogant and indifferent.

She knew what he was waiting for.

Feng Wanhe turned around and leaned directly on the dressing table, with her slender waist bent and a pair of butterfly bones on her back that were extremely sexy...

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An hour later, Xiaozhuang looked at the time while running, cursing in her heart! Sister Wanhe will definitely scold her for taking so long to come back!

She carefully pushed open the door of the dressing room, only to find that the temperature inside was several degrees lower.

Looking closely, Sister Wan He was standing by the window, holding a cigarette between her delicate fingertips. When she saw her come in, she turned around and put out the cigarette: "Are you back?"

For some reason, Xiaozhuang felt that her voice had become a lot hoarser, with a rosy, smoky-sounding sound, lazy and sexy, perhaps because of smoking.

Xiaozhuang continued to help her put on her clothes, but found two red marks on her neck. She couldn't help but touch them. They were not there when she left just now?

Feng Wanhe paused, and she explained guiltily: "I didn't apply the lip gloss properly just now, I don't believe it got on my hands..."

Xiaozhuang has been single since birth, so naturally he didn't suspect anything.

After a while, her cell phone rang again -

【Nine o'clock, Platinum Hyatt Hotel. 】

Feng Wanhe's ears gradually turned red...

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Since Ying Huainian quit his job at Li's Hospital, he has arranged his time very freely and loosely, almost as if he were living in the Wen family.

Of course, after so many years, the Wen family still kept his room.

But returning to China again after so many years, as an adult man, he has to avoid suspicion.

But now it’s different. Wen Rong is divorced and she allows him to go abroad with her. Those barriers are no longer a problem.

As long as his Dada is willing to take one small step, he will take all the remaining ninety-nine steps.

"Dada, have you got your visa to country Y?"

Wen Rong shook his head. "No, Teacher Karin said it would take at least half a month to leave, so I'm not in a hurry."

Ying Huainian patted her head and said, "It's better to hurry early than late. Today is a working day. I'll go with you."

Wen Rong nodded.

She took her ID and got into Ying Huainian's car.

At this time, Wen Rong's cell phone rang.

A familiar number popped up on the screen, and she hung up without a second thought.

Ying Huainian noticed her actions but didn't say anything.

But less than two seconds later, the phone vibrated again, and Wen Rong directly blocked the number this time!

Now his ears were finally quiet, and Wen Rong breathed a sigh of relief for some unknown reason, and the feeling of oppression gradually disappeared.

The car stopped on the side of the road. When Wen Rong was wondering, Ying Huainian opened the car door and walked into a flower shop.

Just then, Wen Rong's cell phone rang again. This time it was Secretary Liu calling, and Wen Rong answered it.

"Hello... Secretary Liu."

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There was silence on the other end of the phone. Wen Rong suddenly felt a throbbing in her temple, and suddenly she thought of a possibility.

Sure enough, a deep voice sounded the next second - "DaDa, why didn't you answer my call?"

Wen Rong clenched the phone tightly, "Mr. Li and I have nothing to say."

After saying that, Wen Rong turned off the phone completely.

The car door was opened, and what came into view was a bunch of gorgeous champagne roses. The fragrance of the flowers quickly filled the entire car. Ying Huainian gently handed the roses to Wen Rong.

Wen Rong: "This is for me?!"

Ying Huainian curled his lips and smiled, "Who else could it be for? I remember that your family had a lot of flowers when you were a child, but you always liked champagne roses."

There is no girl who doesn’t like flowers, and Wen Rong is no exception.

She held the champagne rose in her arms and whispered after a while, "This is the first time I've received flowers in the past three years."

Ying Huai Nian paused and hugged Wen Rong into his arms, "Be good, and I can plant a whole garden of roses for you. As long as you like, there will be a bouquet of champagne roses at the head of your bed every day when you open your eyes."

Wen Rong's eyes turned red. Loving someone is like raising flowers. She could feel that Brother Huai Nian was carefully repairing her heart. Any cracks were being watered by him with his sincerity and love. He tried to dispel all the coldness for her and pull her out of the quagmire.

"Would you like to? Fight..."

Ying Huainian's eyes were only so gentle when he looked at her. He never treated another girl like this.

Wen Rong raised her eyes and looked at him, then nodded slowly and firmly! Her life must go on.

"Brother Huai Nian...I am willing to fight!"

After saying that, Wen Rong quickly raised her chin and gently kissed him on the side of his face!

Although she had already given everything to Li Zhengting, it was the first time she felt a kiss as pure as a girl, a kiss filled with ignorant shyness and beautiful fantasies.