The wall is perfect

The master showed his hand and stunned everyone on the set.

Fang Jing hurriedly took the person away from the crowd. If this continues, there will be one more supernatural event on the set.

Du Cheng was dragged away by Fang Jing without any resistance, and when he got to the door, he passed a person, and suddenly he smelled a very faint evil spirit.

Du Cheng looked back in surprise, there were too many people on the set, they were all chatting and laughing together, and the faint evil spirit could no longer be traced.

"Well, do you see something?" Fang Jing asked Du Cheng impatiently as she pulled Du Cheng into the car.

Du Cheng thought that the matter of monsters should not be told to humans, and he couldn't solve it, but someone took care of it, so he said: "I have to let my leader solve this matter."

Fang Jing had long heard Meng Zhaofeng say that Du Cheng and his party were a trio. Hearing what Du Cheng said, she felt relieved.

"Should I take you back to the clubhouse, or go straight home?"

"Go back to the clubhouse."

Du Cheng thought that Tang Fu agreed to have a drink with him.

When Fang Jing was about to start the car, Yue Feng chased him out. He was holding a bag in his hand and greeted Fang Jing first. Fang Jing responded with a smile to hide her nervousness.

"I haven't finished drinking yet."

Yue Feng handed the bag to Du Cheng through the car window, and Du Cheng took the bag, "Thank you."

Yue Feng waved his hand, "Goodbye."

Du Cheng also waved his hand, "Goodbye."

Fang Jing drove, surprised: "You know Yue Feng?"

"I know," Du Cheng held the milk tea, "I've watched the TV series he acted in."

Fang Jing: "..."

Du Cheng added, "I only read his."

Fang Jing understood, fans, die-hard fans, go back and ask for an autograph for the master.

Du Cheng suddenly asked: "Is Meng Tianyu okay?"

Last time in the clubhouse, Fang Jing was domineering because she thought Du Cheng was just a male publicist. Now that Du Cheng has a different status, her attitude is of course different. She thought about it and said, "I'm very busy with work."

So far, the smart people should know what she means.

Du Cheng was puzzled and said, "Is Meng Tianyu okay?"

Fang Jing also knows that she is an unqualified mother. She admits that she is not the kind of mother who caresses about her children, holding them in her hands for fear of falling and holding them in her mouth for fear of melting. She has her career to attend to, and she will never Will be the kind of woman who revolves around the family.

Fang Jing frowned, and reluctantly said: "It's okay, the nanny at home said that she recently attended a new cram school, and her studies have improved a bit."

Du Cheng said: "I know, that is the school opened by my leader."

Fang Jing was surprised: "Are you still in charge of this?"

Du Cheng: "I lead him to know everything."

Fang Jing had some fantasies about Du Cheng's leadership. He should be an extraterrestrial expert with white eyebrows and long beard.

Du Cheng returned to the club, Tang Fu didn't expect him to come back, Du Cheng said naturally, "It's not time to get off work yet."

Really... Really honest...

Tang Fu's impression of Du Cheng has been swaying repeatedly, from the little fool who was pua to the commercial spy and then back to the little fool today.

Tang Fu sighed, "Let's have a drink then."

The two sat in the lounge drinking, and at first they drank in silence.

After a few drinks, Tang Fu suddenly said, "Actually, you must be wondering why I want to open this club."

Du Cheng: "I'm not surprised."

Tang Fu was choked, drank the red wine, and continued, "I want to open a store that can make people happy. Cafes, cake shops, and bookstores all failed. This is the fourth one I opened. shop."

Du Cheng drank silently, comparing the taste of wine and milk tea in his mind, and later found that the taste of the two was different.

Liquor makes him feel elated, but milk tea makes him happy.

Tang Fu nodded, "Aren't you surprised, how come I haven't gone bankrupt after such a failure in business?"

This time Du Cheng didn't play against the tune, he smiled.

Tang Fu raised her index finger and nodded, "You can tell, I'm actually very rich."

Du Cheng: Smile.

Tang Fu: "I got eight suites for the demolition!" Tang Fu made an eight with her fingers, "Eight suites!"

Du Cheng nodded.

Tang Fu's face became depressed again, and she cried, "Seven sets will be paid!"

Du Cheng: "..."

"I only have the last suite left..." Tang Fu lay on Du Cheng's lap, hugged Du Cheng's waist and choked, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow...your waist is so thin...you must be To live up to you, I'm just a cash cow like you..."

Du Cheng poured a few sips of red wine into his mouth, "Yue Feng and I seem to be different."

"What?" Tang Fu raised her head, tears streaming down her face.

"He is a star, and I am also a star, but we are different." Du Cheng said.

Tang Fu let out a "puchi", "Then Yue Feng is a star in the film and television industry, and his worth, you are only considered a celebrity in our club, although you are not bad looking, but let me tell you that the entertainment industry is special." It's complicated, you have no money and no background, you will be sneaked in... vomit..." Tang Fu retched and waved her hands, "No, no, I'm going to vomit..." He staggered up and walked to the bathroom. "You can't spit on my money tree..."

Sitting on the sofa, Du Cheng finally understood that he is not a star.

Very good!

Finally, you don't have to worry about being too noticeable!

Du Cheng happily drank the remaining half bottle of red wine.

This time he ordered as much as he could and didn't drink too much. The wine was too expensive for him to drink.

It was time to get off work, and Du Cheng went home with a milk tea cake.

This time Zhou Gehai was at home, and when Du Cheng returned, the food in the house was very fragrant, and the rice in the rice cooker had just been steamed.

"Are you back?" Zhou Gehai didn't ask where Du Cheng had been for the past three days. He pushed the wheelchair, knowing that Du Cheng ate a lot, unplugged it, put a towel on it, and brought out a pot of rice, "Do you want to eat?" ?”

"eat!"

Zhou Gehai eats a bowl, Du Cheng eats a pot.

Du Cheng saved the milk tea to Zhou Gehai, "This is called milk tea, and it's sweet water." He inserted a straw for Zhou Gehai, "Sip and drink like this."

Zhou Gehai smelled the sweetness, but didn't move, "You drink it."

"No, I drank a lot today." Du Cheng took a big mouthful of rice and squinted his eyes, "I also drank wine."

Zhou Gehai said, "Do you still drink alcohol?"

Du Cheng: "Of course!"

Quite proud.

Zhou Gehai didn't shirk, drank the milk tea, the sweet taste was rich and full, much more exciting than the aroma from chewing dry rice.

Du Cheng decided not to tell Zhou Gehai Xiongjiu.

Zhou Gehai will be sad.

After the two of them finished their meal, Du Cheng went to clean up. He was working hard in the kitchen to wash the pot, eager to drink two sips of cold water, but he held back thinking of Ji Manzhai's order.

"If you have nowhere to go, just stay here for a few more days."

"Okay."

The sound of the wheelchair rolling gradually faded away.

Du Cheng washed the pot and knocked on the door of Zhou Gehai's bedroom. Zhou Gehai came to open the door when he was still in bed. He asked with a cold boy's face, "What are you doing?"

Du Cheng lay on the door, "Then are we friends?"

Zhou Gehai said coldly: "No."

Du Cheng let out an "oh", with a look of regret on his face.

Zhou Ge customs closed the door.

Du Cheng lay down on the sofa sullenly, and he found that his feelings seemed to be a little richer than before.

Raising his hand to touch his chest, it seemed that something shriveled and withered was slowly sprouting and growing. Du Cheng pressed his heart hard. This feeling was not very good, and he didn't like it very much.

After a busy day at work, Fang Jing drove back to her apartment. On the way, looking at the neon lights outside the window, she suddenly thought of what Du Cheng said today, "Is Meng Tianyu okay?" It seemed that she hadn't cared about her daughter for a long time. She called to say that Meng Tianyu skipped class, and she might continue to ignore her daughter.

Fang Jing turned the car around and went back to her and Meng Lanhai's home.

Big house, garden, servants, luxurious and grand, but cold, even the apartment where Fang Jing lives alone is more homely than here.

"The lady is back."

Fang Jing said "hmm" with a cold face. She hated the title 'Mrs.'.

"Where is Miss?"

"Miss is doing her homework upstairs."

Fang Jing didn't even ask Meng Lanhai. At this point, it was a good time in the spring night. Meng Lanhai still didn't know which woman was rolling around on her belly.

Fang Jing changed into a new pair of slippers, went upstairs quietly, and gently pushed open the door of Meng Tianyu's room.

The lights in the room were dim, and the desk lamp in front of the desk was bright and white. Meng Tianyu was doing homework on his stomach.

"Don't lie on your stomach when doing homework," Fang Jing closed the door, "I told you so many times when I was a child, and I can't change it."

Meng Tianyu was shocked, why did her mother come back suddenly?

Fang Jing pretended not to see the surprise in her eyes. When her daughter saw her mother coming home, her first reaction was not happiness, but surprise. Her mother had indeed failed, and she was avoiding this failure.

Fang Jing naturally pulled out the test paper that Meng Tianyu was working on. It was an English test paper. Fang Jing had lived abroad for several years, and the middle school English test paper was not difficult for her.

These four words angered Meng Tianyu.

"Whoa-"

Meng Tianyu snatched the test paper back from Fang Jing's hand, pressed the test paper back with a cold face, and continued to do homework.

Or don't come back, and put on a parental attitude when you come back, "well written"?It seems that she can show her concern for her by complimenting a pet she hasn't seen for a long time with a word of "good"?Does it make her look like a mother?disgusting!

Fang Jing maintained the posture of holding the test paper in her hand.

"Meng Tianyu said she wished she was an orphan."

Fang Jing lowered her hands and said in a low voice, "You hate me."

Meng Tianyu stopped writing, and the 15-year-old girl's face was as cold as ice, "You are not worthy."

Fang Jing's hands trembled slightly.

She hadn't communicated with her daughter for a long time, and at some point, that babbling child suddenly grew up to look like an adult, and what she said could hurt people more than anyone else.

"There are many things, you are a child and you don't understand, I am..." Fang Jing's voice lowered, "...for your own good..."

"Thank you, I'm very touched," Meng Tianyu got up, "Then can you trouble the great mother to go out now, so as not to interfere with my homework, okay?"

Fang Jing raised her head with sharp eyes, "Meng Tianyu, don't talk to me like this, I'm your mother!"

Meng Tianyu: "That's what I like to say, you can go out if you don't want to hear it, go! Don't you still have a home outside..."

"Meng Tianyu!"

Fang Jing let out a drink, and she was trembling with anger, "Who told you this, isn't it Meng..."

"Enough," Meng Tianyu said coldly. She kept telling herself not to cry, but the tears flowed down uncontrollably. I have my own eyes, I have my own ears, I don’t need anyone to tell me, I know that I have neither father nor mother! Both of you are selfish! You are both right! It’s my fault, right? I shouldn't have been born by you, okay!"

Meng Tianyu gritted his teeth and pushed away the chair beside him. The chair hit the floor, making a loud noise in this quiet mansion.

Meng Tianyu ran out crying.

Fang Jing felt dizzy for a while. She supported the desk and said to herself to be calm, she must be calm, things are not as bad as imagined.

"Is Meng Tianyu okay?"

Clear eyes flickered in front of her.

From these eyes, she saw a selfish, guilty self, who couldn't even smile.

Her daughter is not good, she knew it early on, but kept avoiding it, pretending not to know.

Fang Jing closed her eyes, she was indeed unworthy.