I also want to divorce Mr. Ba today [Rebirth]

"Qing Ling, I have to trouble you to play a play with me."

When Yue Qingling heard this, she thought it was true.

Qin Zhe tried his best to arrange the filming location, how could he not seek personal gain.

He was on the phone, but he could imagine Qin Zhe's calm expression in control of the overall situation.

I'm a little upset, but I can bear it when I think about Angel Garden.

Angie Garden.The gimmick of live-action shooting alone is enough to stir up some enthusiasm for "Triumph".

All he thought about was that "Triumph" would explode, and even Wen Ruoyu couldn't bear it.It's not a big deal to bear Qin Zhe for a while.

Yue Qingling thought clearly, and could calmly ask Qin Zhe, "What play?"

"Don't mention the divorce, visit Grandpa Liu with me."

"Yes. Does the crew know?"

"Chen Enze and Huang Yifan know about it."

"Oh."

These two people have known about it for a long time, and even arranged a dinner to please Qin Zhe.

Yue Qingling didn't think there was a problem and answered casually.

Qin Zhe took the initiative to express his sincerity, "If you disagree, I will not announce our relationship to the public."

"Oh." Yue Qingling continued to ask the key point, "Is it just for a meal?"

"Ah."

"When?"

"Go on the night of the 14th."

"Do you want to wear formal clothes?"

Qin Zhe was silent for a moment before saying, "Qing Ling, this is not an event."

Yue Qingling smiled, "For me, yes. Accompany the boss to settle the filming location."

Qin Zhe spoke again, with a much lower voice, "I am your husband."

Yue Qingling heard a bit of sullen tone, and still asked politely, "Can I speak to my manager?"

Qin Zhe didn't get involved by him, and didn't want to call it a job, "Cui Mingkun is your friend, of course you can say it."

Yue Qingling didn't bother to talk about a detail, "Okay, I get it."

"discuss later."

"Well, then..."

Before Yue Qingling could finish saying goodbye, he heard a loud bang from the other end.

It seems that something fell down.

It's not going to happen, is it?

Yue Qingling was taken aback, instinctively worried, "Hello? Qin Zhe?"

It was not Qin Zhe who answered him, but another person's angry provocation.

"Fuck, are you fucking weaned, and you still look for your father to pretend to be pitiful?! Come on, continue, Qin Qiyue is listening on the phone!"

Qin Meng's broken gong voice is also very recognizable.

There was another rustling noise in the background, as if two people had moved their hands.

"Fuck! I'm your brother!"

"To shut up."

Qin Zhe probably really used force, and his breath was confused.

Clearing his throat, he came back to talk to Yue Qingling in a calm low voice again.

"It's something, let's not talk about it."

Before Yue Qingling could ask anything, the phone was hung up.

He stared at the cut-off call time and frowned.

It does not make sense.

The brothers won't fight again, will they?

Yue Qingling was worried that things would get worse.

He is the fuse of this matter, and it cannot be separated.

Yue Qingling was not in the mood to read the script anymore, and paced back and forth in the room.

I thought I had been walking around for a long time, but when I looked up at the time, I found that only 2 minutes had passed.

"Tsk... Maybe it's over in 2 minutes?"

He couldn't wait any longer, so he took the initiative to call Qin Zhe.

Qin Zhe picked up the bell after 20 seconds, "Hello?

Sounds calm.

Yue Qingling breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you all right?"

"Well, Qin Meng ran away."

"..."

Did you run away?

Yue Qingling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, feeling that her worries were too much.

Qin Zhe didn't think it was redundant, and thanked him solemnly, "Thank you for your concern."

Yue Qingling picked up the script that had been dropped in a panic, and caressed the creases on it.

He forcibly forgot how uneasy he was, and said calmly, "You're welcome."

"I'm back to the company."

"OK, bye."

Yue Qingling hung up the phone and sighed at the script.

Read two more pages.

Qin Zhe can calm down and work overtime, he can't lose.

On the 14th, Yue Qingling went to Suicheng where Angel Garden is located.

He went with the director's team. The director's team hoped to arrive as soon as possible, and chose an early morning flight.

As for Qin Zhe, there is no counterpart to deal with company affairs.

Yue Qingling was very happy when she thought that she didn't need to be on the same plane with Qin Zhe.

That was two hours of embarrassment.

If Qin Zhe came, Huang Yifan would definitely arrange for them to sit together, Chen Enze would secretly dislike them, and Cui Mingkun would tease them, like a few days ago, saying "You guys are also on a honeymoon".

If Qin Zhe doesn't come, everything is fine.

Yue Qingling felt that the plane meals became more delicious.

The hotel they stayed in in Suicheng was the Xunya Hotel under Kaizer. It didn’t cost money, and the rooms and services were particularly good.

Cui Mingkun sighed when he saw the room, "No wonder Director Chen is willing to put down his airs to please President Qin."

Yue Qingling disagreed, "These are nothing compared to Angel Garden."

Cui Mingkun heard him talk about Grandpa Liu, and suddenly became curious, "If Director Chen knows that you have also contributed to Angel Garden, will his attitude change?"

Yue Qingling glared, "Don't tell Director Chen."

"Don't tell me. How can I talk about the fact that my artist was hidden."

"Who was dived? It's just a meal."

"Yes, yes. You have a marriage certificate, so how can you be considered as being submerged?"

Yue Qingling ignored Cui Mingkun.

This guy is just talking poorly, just saying a few words.

but……

Yue Qingling also vaguely felt that Qin Zhe's plan was not as simple as eating a meal.

Guessing is useless, he turned to ask Qin Zhe.

Yue Qingling: [What time is it tonight? 】

Qin Zhe: [Start at 6 o'clock. 】

Yue Qingling: [Are you still in the company? 】

Qin Zhe: [Well, it is expected to arrive at 5:[-]. 】

Yue Qingling calculated the time, and she still had 4 hours to rest.

He was annoyed at the thought of tonight's "dinner", and he was not in the mood to read the script, so he simply took a nap to refresh himself.

He also remembered to set aside time to change clothes.

At 5:[-], he got up and asked a stylist for help, "Just...be nice."

The stylist didn't care what he was going to do, and chose clothes and hairstyles according to the requirements.

Keep your hair soft, choose warm-colored clothes, and add some accessories to add texture to make the gentleness reveal a little spirit.

After Yue Qingling got it done, it was 5:40, which was very early, and he sat on the sofa in a daze.

Cui Mingkun came over to take a look, and laughed out loud when he saw him like this.

"Boss Qin doesn't mind waiting for you."

"I never make people wait."

"But your appearance...is exactly the same as when you were chasing Mr. Qin."

"It's just the same on the surface."

"What, changed your mind?"

"Well, I don't want to sleep with him anymore."

"..."

Cui Mingkun found that he was able to choke back, and lost interest in teasing.

Said cheers, took his tablet and left.

Yue Qingling thought to herself that she was really careless in making friends.

He is fighting for the film crew, Cui Mingkun just wants to use two tablets to double open the game and hang up.

If he really encountered any trouble, he probably couldn't count on Qin Mingkun.

He was really... alone tonight.

Yue Qingling frowned, and continued to wait patiently for Qin Zhe's news.

At 5:53, Qin Zhe finally called, "Come to the parking lot."

Yue Qingling put on a mask and went downstairs to find the car that was not so low-key.

Okay, the Qin family also prepared a luxury car in Suicheng, the license plate number is 8888, which is very auspicious.

Qin Zhe actually stood outside the car, opened the door for him and explained, "I was worried that the crew would not go upstairs to pick you up if they saw it."

Yue Qingling wanted to get into the car, "No need to pick it up, I know how to get downstairs."

Qin Zhe still got close, supporting him with one hand and putting the other on the car to prevent him from kowtowing.

Yue Qingling was originally dissatisfied with this intimate action, feeling something stuffed in his pocket and instantly silenced.

Throwing stuff so sneakily...

Yue Qingling understood that the situation was wrong, and immediately took off his mask after entering the car to say hello to the driver in the front row.

"Hi, my name is Yue Qingling."

The driver turned his head, and it really wasn't the one he was familiar with.

He extended his hand generously to greet him: "Liu Zihang, come and pick you up as Grandpa ordered."

Yue Qingling shook hands and looked at Liu Zihang unobtrusively.

Liu Zihang has a small square face, a high nose, and not small but triangular eyes.

Wearing thin-rimmed glasses, the facial features are more gentle and handsome.

Compared with Qin Zhe's cold face that has remained unchanged for a hundred years, Liu Zihang can smile and have shallow dimples on his cheeks.

But that kind of smile did not reach the bottom of the eyes, it was fleeting, and it was clearly coping.

Yue Qingling noticed that Liu Zihang's fingers had calluses, and wondered what this gentle man did.

When they shook hands, Qin Zhe sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Liu Zihang frowned, "Why are you sitting here?"

Qin Zhe put on his seat belt calmly, "I'll take you as the driver when I sit in the back."

"I am indeed the driver."

"Oh, let's drive."

"I don't mind, you go to the back to accompany..."

Yue Qing quickly said, "You don't need to accompany me, you guys haven't seen each other for so long, let's sit and chat together."

Liu Zihang didn't use the rearview mirror, so he deliberately turned to look at him.

Yue Qingling returned a smile.

Qin Zhe also said, "Give us a chance to be better than newly married?"

Liu Zihang smiled, "Okay, I will help you."

Start the car and leave the hotel.

Qin Zhe said, "Qingling, it's better to put on the ring."

Yue Qingling unhurriedly took out the ring box from his pocket, put it on and said, "Well, there will be no reporters."

It was an explanation to Liu Zihang.

There is a traffic light just ahead.

Liu Zihang slowed down and stopped, his eyes flicked between them.

"You can't even lie to me, and you still want to lie to grandpa?"