second benefactor

Ye Ziyou had a full day's rest before returning to work on the set. As soon as he entered the set, he was very sensitive to notice that there were scrutinizing eyes constantly falling on him.

There are even gossips that fall into the ears intentionally or inadvertently.

"Why does he have the face to come here? It's all like this..."

"Just to earn that little appearance fee, in this day and age, what face do people need to make money, money is everything."

……

Even though Ye Ziyou told himself thousands of times not to care about it in his heart, how could he really not care about it.

Only KIMI, who knew the truth of the matter, was indignant, and even said: "These people are too much, how do they know what's going on? No, I'm going to tell them—"

KIMI was held by Ye Ziyou's wrist, she was taken aback, and looked down at him.

Ye Ziyou shook his head at her, and his tone was very calm: "It's useless to tell them. You can't tell anyone about the current situation."

"Are you just letting these people slander you?!" KIMI said angrily.

"No way." Ye Ziyou shrugged, "This is how public opinion is, and no one can change it."

KIMI took a deep breath, managed to suppress the anger in her heart, sat down heavily, and stopped talking.

Ye Ziyou understood the anger in her heart, because he was quite angry himself, but so what, he still had to hold back.

After a while, Gu Zijin also came. When he saw him, he was very surprised. He approached here aggressively, and said with a sneer, "Hey, Mr. Ye, you still dare to come? Are you afraid that I will do it again?"

Ye Ziyou raised her head calmly: "If you do it once, it's hard to restrain your emotions after a long time. If you do it again, you're really a shrew."

The expression on Gu Zijin's face changed slightly, and then he snorted coldly, as if he didn't intend to talk to him anymore, he turned his head and left.

Only then did Ye Ziyou lower his head and read the script again.

Time passed quickly, Gu Zijin's role was his after the scene, not long after, KIMI suddenly pushed his hand, Ye Ziyou raised his head in doubt: "What's wrong?"

"The talker is here." KIMI said.

Ye Ziyou trembled slightly, followed KIMI's line of sight subconsciously, not far away Tan Sheng really stood beside the class teacher and chatted about something, while Lin Shuyu was still standing beside him, making small movements constantly, very intimate.

Ye Ziyou felt a sudden pain in his heart, and quickly looked away, and at this moment, Lin Shuyu suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Shuyu stepped forward and walked in his direction.

At that moment, Ye Ziyou felt an urge to run away, but he held back, not only held back, but even raised his head, meeting the other party's gaze stiffly.

During this period of time, everyone around was doing their own things, and it was fairly quiet, so when Lin Shuyu's mocking voice sounded, it was like a thunderbolt on the ground, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Lin Shuyu raised his eyebrows, and said word by word: "Hey, isn't this the mistress who was taken care of by Wei Yutian? Why, you have the nerve to appear on the set?"

Ye Ziyou was startled, never expecting that the other party would tear his face so easily.

Before he even had time to refute, Lin Shuyu got closer and closer, and continued to sneer: "Why, isn't Tan Sheng good enough for you? Are you still disconnected from the former gold master?"

A light flashed in Ye Ziyou's heart, and he became sober like a mirror in an instant.

Lin Shuyu was trying to fight Tan Sheng's injustice.

Ye Ziyou thought it was funny, so it was rare for him to argue with him. He looked away and didn't respond, but it was his Buddhist attitude that caused boos around him.

Lin Shuyu blushed anxiously when he saw this aspect of him. People who quarrel are like this. If the other party is very calm, he will feel discriminated against, and his fist hits the cotton, which is even more annoying.

So Lin Shuyu moved his hands and pulled Ye Ziyou's wrist fiercely. Ye Ziyou was pulled up by him unexpectedly, but Lin Shuyu grabbed his wrist and slammed it violently. Ye Ziyou lost his balance and faced the ground in a miserable state. Fall down.

Ye Ziyou subconsciously wanted to turn over, but she didn't have any strength - after all, she didn't sleep all night last night.

Just when he was about to fall hard to the ground, he suddenly felt a pair of big hands grabbing his waist, and he fell into a warm and familiar embrace.

Raising his head, Tan Sheng stared at him with an uneasy face, and said in a low tone, "You idiot, don't you know how to avoid it?!"

"Tan Sheng?" Lin Shuyu looked at Tan Sheng in disbelief, "He has treated you like this and you still..."

"None of your business?" Tan Sheng helped Ye Ziyou up, rubbed his bluish wrists, frowned tightly, and spoke like gunfire, "Lin Shuyu, I have endured you for long enough Don't think that you can show off your power as the hero of Lao Tzu's movie, if it wasn't for the anger of Ye Ziyou, I would have brought you here?"

Ye Ziyou reacted for a while before realizing what the other party meant by this, it was both sweet and sad.

Lin Shuyu stood there as if struck by lightning: "You...what do you mean? You don't...don't like me at all?"

"I like a ghost." Tan Sheng scolded, "How many times have I said this, I'm straight. You should never do anything to him. I'm afraid that you will be able to move the baby that I put in the palm of my hand. ?”

After Tan Sheng finished speaking, he turned his head and stared at Ye Ziyou: "And you, don't you know how to bully someone when you are fucking bullied? Or don't you know how to hide for a while? Are you trying to piss me off? ?”

"Tan Sheng..." Ye Ziyou stared at him blankly.

"Don't look at me with that look," Tan Sheng rolled his eyes, picked him up and walked out, "I'm still angry, I can't coax him right now."

Ye Ziyou pursed her lips, lowered her head, and buried her head in the opponent's arms.

He hugged Ye Ziyou's arms with some strength, and tightly hugged Tan Sheng. Tan Sheng was a little out of breath: "Loosen up, it's too tight."

Ye Ziyou's complexion is a little red.

Tan Sheng said again: "Don't think about it wrong." After a pause, he frowned slightly, "Didn't you eat much recently? It's much lighter to hold."

"You don't want to eat even if you're not here." Ye Ziyou said in a low voice.

Tan Sheng twitched the corners of his mouth, and finally laughed out loud, but soon forced himself to lower the corners of his mouth, and said bluntly: "Don't think that I can forgive you by saying a few nice words, let me tell you, I am now It's not easy to coax well."

Ye Ziyou gave a soft "hmm".