Let the scumbags regret the old days

Chewing toffee in her mouth, Yu Jian flipped through a few files, her eyes were slightly curved, and a smile flashed in her dark pupils.

After the filming, a female staff stuffed it in his pocket, and it tasted surprisingly good, so he immediately sent someone to buy it and stocked up a lot.

This is the information of all the boys who had a special relationship with Zhou Shen before. Bai Feng's is the most detailed. Maybe even Zhou Shen himself didn't realize that these so-called stand-in little true loves he found...

They are all inexplicably similar to Song Wenyan.

Some are lip-shaped, and the curvature of the smile is the same as that of Song Wenyan, some are eyes, and some are side faces...

At first glance, it seems that nothing can be found, but when these photos are put together, it seems that a complete Song Wenyan can be pieced together from the fragmentary features.

Ha, I love you without knowing it, so I can only get a balance by finding a substitute?

Loving you but having sex with someone else?

This is really...

Disgusting!

Yu Jian sneered, tore another toffee and stuffed it into her mouth, only to slightly calm down the killing intent in her chest.

If the real Song Wenyan saw these things, he would only be very moved, and he would be even more treated to him from now on.

So why are there always such people who like to use the so-called affectionate appearance to cover up their scum?

"President Song, Mr. Zhou is here again." Song Qi called and was taught a lesson by Yu Jian, "Don't let irrelevant people in, and don't need to report to me next time."

Zhou Shen was once again invited out by the security guards. He stood on the square and looked up at the majestic building. For the first time, he realized that the gap between him and Song Wenyan was so big.

Like a ravine.

Even as long as he didn't want to, he couldn't even see him at all.

Originally, they would be sent up by them respectfully and in a special elevator, but now those people seem to know that he has fallen out of favor, and they look at him with ridicule, and even the commercial fake smile is quite dazzling.

What the hell is Song Wenyan throwing up his temper!

When his anger dissipates, he must be taught a good lesson, how dare he treat him like this...

Zhou Shen walked out with a gloomy face, ready to deal with it temporarily.

He can feel that Song Wenyan is still angry now, so no matter what he says or does, it will be useless. Only when he calms down and realizes that Lu Zhihan is not at all comparable to him at all, he will naturally go away obediently Come back and beg him to get back together.

After all these years, he still has this confidence.

Bear with it a little longer.

It's just that he didn't expect that those people were really so realistic. The group of people who were still watching saw him and Song Wenyan in a cold war, and even before they were completely sure, his announcement had already been reduced by half.

Excluding the ones that had already been negotiated, the few companies that only had contracts left regretted it immediately. The rest were signed before, or they were not too well-known, so they dared not offend him for the time being.

It's only been two weeks!

After barely catching up with a few announcements that were not too urgent, the investor's attitude towards him was not as enthusiastic as before, and even mentioned the cooperation in the next quarter, but they just slapped it and fooled it.

There is no rejection or acceptance, giving people a little hope but it is very slim, which is annoying.

Then Zhou Shen discovered to his horror that he hadn't announced any more.

Originally, the daily schedule was packed to the brim, and Zhou Daying, who could only eat two bites in the car, squatted at home for three consecutive days.

It's going to be moldy when I'm idle.

And the manager who specializes in managing his resources hasn't seen her for several days.

The person who was annoying at first wandered in front of him every day like Song Wenyan, reporting the next process in detail with a straight face, but now he couldn't see anyone, and the panic in his heart became more and more obvious.

When had he been treated like this?

Zhou Shen couldn't bear it anymore, he booked a steak restaurant, prepared a romantic candlelight dinner, took care of himself meticulously, and made sure that he was handsome from head to toe, every strand of hair was scum .

As formal as going to the draft.

Then he stood at the door with a handful of fiery red roses in his arms, and knocked on the door with a smile on his face.

He didn't even know that Song Wenyan was allergic to pollen.

And he hates eating steak the most, every time it's just because Zhou Shen likes it, so he suppresses his nausea to accompany him.

The doorbell rang again and again, the smile on Zhou Shen's face couldn't hold back anymore, he knocked again, stuck to the door and shouted inside, "Wen Yan, I know you are at home, can you open the door and we can talk?"

"I know there is some misunderstanding between us, but please give me a chance to explain it clearly, please open the door? You know, I have always loved you."

Zhou Shen suppressed goosebumps, put his ear against the door, and listened for a while, trying to catch the subtle voices inside.

But no, nothing.

It was too quiet, not even the sound of the TV.

Obviously every time he is the only one at home, he has to turn on the TV to fall asleep.

The bad premonition in Zhou Shen's heart became stronger and stronger, he could no longer wait patiently, and reached out to unlock the lock himself.

"The password is wrong, please press your finger again."

"The password is wrong, please press your finger again."

"password……"

He slammed his fist on the door with a "bang", and entered the digital password with red eyes, praying that it was just the aging of the wiring that caused the instrument to fail.

The password was his birthday, but as the last number was pressed, he was greeted by a piercing siren.

This kind of door has a self-protection mechanism, and the wrong password input reaches the upper limit, or an attempt to forcibly break the door will trigger an alarm.

Moreover, the high-end villas that Song Wenyan lives in can't guarantee anything else. The security work is absolutely in place. It is necessary to create a satisfactory and comfortable private space for the owners, so it takes less than half a minute. After reacting from the huge blow, he was surrounded by four security guards.

"Mr. Zhou." The leader was the security captain, who naturally knew Zhou Shen, so it was a bit difficult.

He looked at Zhou Shen's distraught look, staring at the door fiercely and wishing he could smash it, so he could only bite the bullet and stepped forward, "Mr. Zhou, after you left last time, Mr. Song asked the decoration team to clean up the house." It has been redecorated, maybe the password has been changed and I haven't had time to tell you, otherwise you should call Mr. Song and ask, otherwise we will not be able to handle it."

furnish?

last time?

Zhou Shen's brain, which had been completely eroded by anger, turned slowly, remembering the scene when they slammed the door and left when they quarreled last time.

It was just a quarrel, did Song Wenyan have to do such a terrible thing?

He gritted his teeth tightly, and the friction between the back molars made a strange "creaking" sound.

Then turned around and strode away.

The gaze cast on him from behind was like a thorn in his back.

The usual admiration, envy, and admiration have now turned into thick ridicule.

The whole world is looking down on him!

Zhou Shen turned a corner, stuffed the roses into the trash can, then slightly loosened his meticulous tie, and rushed to the set with a gloomy face, ready to have a good talk with Song Wenyan.

Even if he doesn't want to, he has to talk.

But he was stuck on the set from three o'clock until the evening, and when today's scene was finished shooting, he stopped work one after another, and he didn't wait for anyone.

Instead, he saw Lu Zhihan, the man who gritted his teeth with hatred.

Now beside him, is following his agent who has disappeared for many days.

As if she was facing herself, with a serious face, she chattered endlessly to Lu Zhihan about the upcoming itinerary and optional announcements.

He talked for a full 10 minutes without stopping.

Zhou Shen just watched them for 10 minutes.

Sensing his gaze, Lu Zhihan turned his head to look, and the eyes of the two suddenly met in mid-air, full of a strong smell of sex.

One is a young man who is not afraid of anything, full of blood and self, and the other is a person who is strong in his self-esteem and full of self-comfort.

Lu Zhihan raised the corners of his lips slightly, and smiled at Zhou Shen.

He doesn't smile often, his face is already cold, and he has a very unique temperament when he smiles, which is very good-looking.

In Zhou Shen's eyes, it was full of ridicule and disdain.

even……

Killing intent.

Young and handsome face, tall and muscular figure, everything seems to compare him to the dust.

Probably the only thing he can win is his age.

This silent contest ended with Zhou Shen fleeing in despair.

By the time he reacted, the car had already driven more than 30 kilometers.

"Grass!" Zhou Shen slammed the steering wheel hard, his back soaked in cold sweat.

At that moment just now, he felt a sense of crisis that he was about to be killed.

After several more vicious punches, the whole body trembled for a moment.

He can no longer be so passive, he must see Song Wenyan as soon as possible!

[Sweet point +15] Yu Jian finally worked overtime and was ready to go to the set.

"Zhou Shen met Lu Zhihan?" He was sitting in the car, humming a song that Gu Chang hummed in his previous life, and he was in a good mood.

【You know again? 】In fact, the system is often very suspicious. Its host is afraid that it has completely retained the ability of the main body, such a keen perception, otherwise it cannot be explained.

"It's hard to guess. Zhou Shen has fallen out of favor, and he will definitely come to me. Seeing Lu Zhihan as... a little fresh meat, it's no wonder he feels better." Yu Jian chuckled lightly.

Song Wenyan, Song Wenyan, as long as he asked the details clearly at that time, he would not be fooled by Zhou Shen. Even if he is too young and can't remember things clearly, there are always clues to follow the truth of a matter.

It's a pity, I was wrong at the beginning, and after being blinded by love, I can't see clearly.

Although he is just a guest star and doesn't have to go to the set to report every day, Yu Jian is still very interested in this kind of new things, so he basically goes to see it when he has time.

Anyway, he has nothing else to do for the time being.

When the director saw him, he sent him into the dressing room with a big smile on his face. Apart from being their benefactor, he was also an actor with good acting skills, so he naturally wanted to please him.

Yu Jian raised her chin slightly and asked the makeup artist to apply a light shadow on the chin. The female makeup artist praised her while doing it, "President Song's skin is really good. After all, he doesn't wear makeup often, it is clean and transparent."

"You are as good as the group of seventeen or eighteen children in the circle!"

"I don't know how to take care of it. If you don't mind, please pass on your experience to us. We stay up late every day, and our faces are full of acne..."

Yu Jian responded to her softly, although she was not familiar with her, she did not have the indifference of rejecting others thousands of miles away, which made the makeup artist talk more and more.

Sensing a cold breath approaching, Yu Jian tilted her head slightly, and saw Lu Zhihan leaning against the door, with his clothes still on, as if she knew he would come to film a rival scene.

"Have you left yet?" Yu Jian asked knowingly, with a faint smile on the corners of her eyes and brows, even the last bit of alienation faded away, which made the makeup artist amazed.

"Zhou Shen came here just now." Lu Zhihan walked up to him, leaned on the dressing table, and looked down at him.

"Oh." Yu Jian replied, without further words.

"Should be looking for you." Lu Zhihan said again, staring at his face, trying to find some clues under the well-hidden appearance.

Even he himself didn't know what he was trying to prove.

Does it prove that Song Wenyan really doesn't care about Zhou Shen?

To prove that he is not the tool that person used to retaliate against Zhou Shen?

and then……

Even after proving this, he was a little confused about what to do next.

But it doesn't prevent him from constantly using this almost childish method to test this man.

"Oh, it's okay, I'll tell the security later, I won't let him into the perimeter, don't worry." Yu Jian said calmly, his expression was too calm.

Unusually calm.

It was as if they were talking not about the well-planned sweetheart he had loved so deeply and for whom he had given his all, but a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

Oh, and a little more disgust than strangers.

"Let's go." Yu Jian was not in the mood to explore Lu Zhihan's mental journey. Seeing that the makeup was done, she picked up the long sword, a prop beside her, and walked out.

What they are going to film today is the scene where Lu Zhihan was ambushed by the third prince in the outskirts, and nearly a hundred people besieged the three of them, and after Yu Ge received the news, he went to rescue the scene.

It seems that Lu Zhihan also requested to add it on his own initiative, and Yu Jian has no objection to this, as he is quite good at playing.

The scene is different today. Yu Ge is wearing a black martial arts uniform with tight sleeves and a narrow waist, which outlines a nearly perfect waist. His long hair, which is always unruly, is also tied up high and fixed with a small jade crown to facilitate fighting.

The martial arts instructor brought a few group performers and martial artists to demonstrate the movements for Yujian. Every movement was played very slowly, for fear that he might not understand.

Yu Jian watched the whole process quietly, then shook the long sword in her hand, and nodded to them, "Okay, I'll remember, come on."

remember?

Just come?

A few people were a little confused, and the martial arts instructor smiled awkwardly, "Well... Mr. Song, otherwise I will demonstrate it to you again, and then you practice it twice. Although it is all in slow motion, you can still edit it later, but If you can take one shot to the end, the camera position will follow more smoothly..."

Yu Jian turned her neck and walked directly towards Lu Zhihan, "No, just come, I will remember."

The remaining few people looked at each other in blank dismay, and in the end they had to call a few martial substitutes over, and Haosheng told them to move slowly later, and be careful not to hurt anyone, otherwise the whole crew might have to drink the northwest wind.

"You finished learning so soon?" Lu Zhihan hurriedly leaned over when he saw him approaching. In fact, he never took his eyes off the man.

"Well, isn't everything quite simple?" Yu Jian winked at him and said narrowly, "This time I will be the hero to save the beauty first."

Lu Zhihan was stunned for a moment, and before his brain could react, he smiled slowly, put his hands together in front of his chest, and pretended to salute him, "There is no way to repay a life-saving grace, only by showing yourself Yes."

"Cough! Cough cough... Cough..." It was originally a joke to adjust the atmosphere, but Yujian coughed in a great reaction, almost coughing up her lungs so violently that everyone around her looked sideways.

Lu Zhihan stretched out his hand worriedly to pat him on the back, but Yu Jian avoided him, "No...cough, it's all right..."

He hastily drank a few mouthfuls of water, barely suppressing the itching in his throat.

"If this life-saving grace can be promised personally, wouldn't Song Wenyan be able to repay it?" Yu Jian teased a little narrowly.

[It's not ancient times now, the savior can step on his feet again at any time, let alone promise with his body? ] The system mocked.

It finally has the joy of winning a round.

Sure enough, the sense of accomplishment is not too much.

"You...you can do it, you don't understand humor at all." Yu Jian rolled her eyes towards the sky. She didn't know when the system had become like this. She almost choked him with every sentence, and started to use it when she couldn't explain it. Some small means, such as a sudden high-pitched alarm, or turning everything in front of him into a mosaic, etc.

Stupid.

After finally recovering, Yu Jian coughed so much that her stomach hurt a little. Now his face was covered by cosmetics and he was still fair, but his neck was flushed, and the corners of his eyes were bright red, as if he had applied a layer of rouge, even with water. There was a bewitching light in the moist eyes, which made Lu Zhihan unable to move his eyes away.

He watched as the man raised his hand to wipe away a drop of tear squeezed out by the eyelashes, and was affected by the lighting board at night, like a round pearl, tempting to dig deep.

Lu Zhihan suddenly felt a little thirsty, an unprecedented thirst.