Rebirth of the absolute actor

Mo Qingyu went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and immediately saw several plates of vegetables wrapped in plastic wrap. Looking at the quality, he knew that Wei Muyang cooked them himself.

He couldn't help but froze there, and at the same time, a touch of annoyance rose from the bottom of his heart.

No wonder when he said that he would not go home to eat today, there seemed to be a trace of reluctance in Ayang's voice. It turned out that the other party actually cooked today.

If I had known earlier, I would not have agreed to Su Yuanbai.

"What's the matter? The sweet soup is in the thermos, didn't you find it?" Wei Muyang's voice turned from far to near, and he was about to enter the kitchen.

After closing the refrigerator door as if getting an electric shock, Mo Qingyu realized what he had done the moment he turned around.

"see it?"

At the same time, Wei Muyang's voice sounded behind him.

Mo Qingyu sighed softly, turned around and walked in front of Wei Muyang, "Why didn't you tell me when you cooked? If I knew, I would refuse no matter what the meal was."

Wei Muyang lowered his eyes, although he still cared about what happened before, but at the same time he couldn't hide his joy after hearing this, "I also made a temporary decision, and if it's an unimportant dinner, you can You won't come back, will you?"

Mo Qingyu who asked this question stopped for a while.

To be honest, today's dinner is really not important, and Su Yuanbai and Song Xiuping chatted very speculatively, which actually delayed his return. Speaking of it, President Mo still regretted it a little.

"No matter what the dinner situation is, it's not as important as your intentions."

Mo Qingyu said something in a low voice, took Wei Muyang's hand, and brought it to his lips for a soft kiss, but he heard the sound of the other party gasping.

He immediately frowned, "What's wrong?"

Wei Muyang instinctively withdrew his hand, and at the same time said in a disguised way: "It's nothing."

However, he was caught by Mo Qingyu just when he was halfway through pulling his hand. The other party raised his right hand and waited for a second look. A red mark the size of a thumb on his wrist caught his eyes.

"This is?" He frowned and looked at it for a long time, "The one who was burned?"

"It doesn't matter." Wei Muyang tried his best to make his tone appear to be understated, "I accidentally touched the pot while carrying it, it's no big deal, I've already rinsed it with cold water."

He would not say that he made such a low-level mistake because he was a little absent-minded in disappointment after answering the other party's call.

However, the person opposite had already frowned.

"Since it's hurt, how can you deal with it casually? There is obviously scald ointment at home, why don't you apply it?"

Got burn cream at home?Why doesn't he know.

But think about it carefully, these things are usually taken care of by Mo Qingyu, it's normal for him not to know.

Seeing the other party looking at him with innocent eyes, Mo Qingyu sighed, pulled Wei Muyang to the living room, first placed him on the sofa and sat down, and then took out a medicine box from the sideboard .

"Didn't I say it last time? The regular medicines at home are all kept here. Next time, I can't take it so seriously. If the wound gets infected, it's not fun."

While finding out the burn ointment from inside, he carefully followed the instructions and applied it on Wei Muyang. Although there was some reproach in his mouth, his eyes were full of heartache.

I really shouldn't have promised Su Yuanbai to eat today, otherwise, Ayang wouldn't be injured and no one would take care of him, it's all my fault!

Seeing the man applying the ointment to himself with gentle and indescribable movements, the grievance and suspicion in Wei Muyang's heart disappeared in an instant.

"Okay, I was not careful too, I will pay attention to it in the future."

Wei Muyang didn't realize that his tone of voice was a little gentle, and at the same time there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It would be great if you really pay attention." He glared at Wei Muyang, but what he got was a flattering smile from the other party. Mo Qingyu realized that he really had no way to deal with the other party, and sighed: "Forget it, from now on You still don't want to do things well, and if you get hurt again, it's not me who is heartbroken."

Where is it so exaggerated, it's obviously an injury that couldn't be smaller!

When Wei Muyang was about to say something, seeing Mo Qingyu's serious gaze, he shrugged his shoulders, closed his mouth wisely, and didn't say a word.

"Okay, go to bed and rest, I'll come with sweet soup."

The loving work of a lover should not be wasted.

Mo Qingyu checked the opponent's wound for the last time, making sure that there was nothing missing, then put down the ointment, and helped Wei Muyang up, with that cautious appearance, it was as if he was treating a priceless and fragile item.

Wei Muyang was so shocked by his appearance that he almost laughed, but when he saw Mo Qingyu's face as if he was facing a formidable enemy, he smartly closed his mouth and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

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After a few more days, it will soon be time for Wei Muyang to leave for the set.

After confirming the itinerary for the next day with Eva, they packed up their luggage. Looking at the suitcase in front of him, Wei Muyang showed a trace of reluctance in his eyes.

I will be away for another half a year...

At the thought of being intimate with his sweetheart only through the mobile phone, Wei Muyang felt a bit of reluctance in his heart.

It would be great if the other party could go with him too.

As soon as this idea came to mind, Wei Muyang vetoed it. Are you kidding me? As the president of a multinational company, Mo Qingyu has countless things waiting for him to make decisions every day, so it is impossible for him to leave immediately.

If two people want to stay together for a long time, I'm afraid that the possibility of their own disappearance is a little bit higher.

Sighing, Wei Muyang walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the photo frame on the side table and looked at it.

The background of the photo is in Australia. Under the blue sky and white clouds, the smiling faces of the two people are very bright. Speaking of which, this was taken when the two went to Australia for vacation a year ago.

"It would be nice if I could carry you away in my pocket."

Wei Muyang's finger landed on Mo Qingyu's face in the photo, rubbed it lightly a few times, and then put the photo frame back to its original position.

And at this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Since you are reluctant, why not seize the last time before leaving and stay with each other?

Thinking of this, Wei Muyang suddenly became excited, that's right, anyway, he will go to the set tomorrow, why not kidnap Mo Qingyu for the rest of the half day.

Heart is worse than action.

Wei Muyang made a decisive decision, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed Jiang Yang's number.

Half an hour later, Wei Muyang had arrived at the downstairs of Huanyu Group.

Jiang Yang drove the car to the elevator dedicated to the group's top management. Mo Qingyu had given Wei Muyang the access card here before, so Wei Muyang could directly use this special elevator to reach Mo Qingyu's No. 60 on the sixth floor.

Asking Jiang Yang to leave first, Wei Muyang entered the elevator alone, and after a while, the elevator door opened with a ding.

In the corridor outside the elevator door, there is a gray carpet full of office atmosphere, together with the snow-white walls and wood-colored decorative shapes, it reflects a bit of leanness and coldness that is exclusive to the workplace.

"Mr. Wei." The assistant lady saw Wei Muyang from a distance, and hurriedly stood up from her seat, with a decent smile on her face, "President Mo is receiving guests, you see, I am giving you an announcement, Or do you want to wait a moment?"

The other party is a famous actor in the entertainment industry, but at this time, the assistant's politeness did not come from it.

Among the people who came to visit Mo Qingyu, there were many high-ranking officials and dignitaries. Just having the title of film king is not really a title. The reason why the assistant lady is so polite is because of Mo Qingyu's importance.

Although it was not disclosed to the public, the people around the two of them still knew the real relationship between the two of them, and therefore, the assistant, who had always had an eye above her head, did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Qingyu is receiving guests?

Wei Muyang hesitated, "Then I'll wait for him for a while."

It's better not to interrupt the other party hastily, maybe they are talking about something important, it's okay to wait for a while.

The other party said so, of course the assistant is kind.

"Okay, Mr. Wei, please stay in the living room here for a while." Opening another wooden door, the assistant lady respectfully invited Wei Muyang in, "I'll go prepare tea for you ,Please wait."

The door was gently closed, Wei Muyang raised his head to look around, chose the sofa by the window and sat down.

Time passed quickly, and before we knew it, 10 minutes passed. Wei Muyang looked at his watch and decided to wait for an hour. If Mo Qingyu hadn't finished meeting with the guests by then, he could only disturb Mo Qingyu. the other party.

There is no way, time is precious, he doesn't want to spend the time before the two parted, waiting.

In the next room, Mo Qingyu looked at the person in front of him with a gentle and polite tone.

"You really don't need to be so polite. I'm willing to help because of our friendship. I really don't need you to do anything."

Opposite the rosewood executive desk, the person sitting was Su Yuanbai.

Today's Su Yuanbai is no longer as slumped as he was that day. He looks radiant in a white suit, and his decent attire adds to his brilliance.

"Although you said so, we have to admit this kind of favor. My grandfather also meant the same thing, so I specially held a banquet to thank you. Qingyu, if possible, please attend."

Mo Qingyu frowned.

He helped Su Clan, mostly because of Su Yuanbai's face, and he didn't think about asking for anything in return, and to be honest, he really didn't like Su Clan's other things.

What's more, he didn't have a good impression of Su Yuanbai's grandfather, that old man who was only interested in profit. It was fine when he had to, but now he really didn't want to meet him again.

"It's really unnecessary, and I have a lot of things to do now, so I probably won't be returning to country m in a short time."

However, Su Yuanbai still insisted.

"Grandpa said, if it's not convenient for you, he can come to Haicheng."

Mo Qingyu's heart became more and more distorted, he wanted to let the other party go back like this, but facing Su Yuanbai's sincere face, Mo Qingyu couldn't speak, so he stood up and walked to the French window .

After being blown by the wind, the impetuousness in my heart subsided a little.

"It's really unnecessary. I'll just accept my wish. Please go back and tell the old man that all this is due to our friendship. He doesn't need to be so cautious or consider other aspects."