He Yuan's expression was as ugly as the bottom of a pot. She gritted her teeth and said, "Eldest Young Master, didn't you say that you still had something to do?"
If it were in the past, He Yuan would never have said such inappropriate words. However, she was so angry at Eldest Young Master Leng's gentle attitude towards Jiujiu that she lost her rationality and said such words. As soon as she said it, He Yuan regretted it.
Even if she would marry Eldest Young Master Leng in the future, in her previous life, Eldest Young Master Leng was neither cold nor warm to her. Their relationship was only slightly better than an ordinary business relationship. Moreover, she had not become famous because of this drama. To put it bluntly, she was now a B-list celebrity. If it were not for Eldest Young Master Leng's support, she would be worse than an ordinary third-rate celebrity.
As soon as He Yuan said this, Eldest Young Master Leng's face instantly darkened. He turned his head to look at He Yuan. His obsidian-like eyes swayed gently in his eye sockets. His gaze was like a sword that stabbed straight into He Yuan's chest. He Yuan wanted to apologize, but when she saw Jiujiu sitting opposite Eldest Young Master Leng, her apology was stuck in her mouth and she could not say a word.
Jiujiu seduced Eldest Young Master Leng and sat opposite him, enjoying his gentleness and consideration. She was clearly Eldest Young Master Leng's future wife, but she had to stand aside and apologize to him like a servant. At the thought of this, He Yuan's mouth kept bitter, but she could not say a word of apology.
Eldest Young Master Leng was not a gentleman. If he did not have a family background behind him, he could be called a bastard.
Moreover, Eldest Young Master Leng wanted to draw a clear line with He Yuan just now. Now that He Yuan did not know what was good for her, the corners of Eldest Young Master Leng's mouth instantly curled up. "Aren't you quite good at talking? Are you mute? "
Eldest Young Master Leng's voice was low and filled with hostility. Not only did He Yuan's face turn pale, but even the staff around her turned pale.
Eldest Young Master Leng was not someone who cared about others. Once he was in a bad mood, he might even smash this place, let alone hit people. At the thought of this, everyone looked at He Yuan unhappily.
This was a built venue. Not to mention the money spent, it took more than half a month to build it. If Young Master Leng smashed this place, they would have to spend half a month to rebuild it.
They didn't dare to challenge Young Master Leng, so they could only find trouble with He Yuan. Who asked He Yuan to make Young Master Leng unhappy?
He Yuan was angry with Young Master Leng. Not only did He Yuan feel bitter in her mouth, but she also felt bitter in her heart. She knew that the best way to quench Young Master Leng's anger was to apologize now, but when she saw Jiujiu sitting at the side, she couldn't open her mouth.
Young Master Leng stood up abruptly and looked at He Yuan coldly. He chuckled and looked at He Yuan with eyes as sharp as swords. His thin and rosy lips opened slightly. Just as he was about to speak, Jiujiu stood up abruptly.
The words that Young Master Leng wanted to say were instantly stuck in his mouth. His face, which was full of hostility just now, instantly became gentle. The way he looked at Jiujiu was much gentler. He said softly, "What's wrong? Did I disturb you? "
He seemed to be furious just now, but when he spoke to Jiujiu, he became gentle and gentle. The change was so obvious that He Yuan was a little dumbfounded.
The staff around them were even more stunned.
Jiujiu was definitely the first person who could extinguish Young Master Leng's anger when he lost his temper.
One had to know that when Young Master Leng lost his temper, even his parents wouldn't recognize him.
Jiujiu raised her eyes and glanced at He Yuan. She shook her head at Young Master Leng and said, "It's okay. I have nothing to do today. I'm going back to rest."
"Then I'll send you off." Hearing that Jiujiu was going to rest, Young Master Leng immediately requested to send Jiujiu off.
Receiving the staff's almost pleading eyes, Jiujiu nodded slightly, agreeing to Young Master Leng's suggestion.
Seeing that Jiujiu agreed, Young Master Leng almost happily followed behind Jiujiu and left.
Young Master Leng and Jiujiu's back view gradually disappeared. Young Master Leng was still followed by a team of bodyguards, but the bodyguards only followed from a distance. Young Master Leng's attitude towards Jiujiu was gentle and considerate, looking like a gentleman.
And because he looked like a gentleman, it was even more shocking.
He Yuan stood on the spot almost in a sorry state with her head lowered. Her heart, which was originally filled with jealousy, was now burning with jealousy. She couldn't wait for Jiujiu to die.
Wang Quan, who originally thought that Young Master Leng was looking for trouble with Jiujiu, touched his chin in surprise when he saw Young Master Leng following Jiujiu eagerly. He turned to look at Han Ze and asked in confusion, "Did he take the wrong medicine?"
The wrong medicine referred to Young Master Leng.
Han Ze also shook his head with some doubts.
After sending Jiujiu to the entrance of the hotel, Young Master Leng said to Jiujiu gently, "When are you free tomorrow? I'll come and pick you up."
Young Master Leng's expression was as gentle as a gentle and considerate big brother. Jiujiu originally didn't like Young Master Leng, but now Young Master Leng's attitude towards her was exceptionally good. As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling person. Jiujiu's attitude towards Young Master Leng naturally improved. Thinking about her arrangements tomorrow, Jiujiu replied, "The last scene tomorrow is at six o 'clock in the afternoon. I may need to tidy up for a while. I'll be free at about 7: 30."
"7: 30?" Hearing Jiujiu mention the time, Young Master Leng's face instantly darkened. However, when he saw Jiujiu standing opposite him, Young Master Leng's darkened face instantly warmed up. However, he couldn't control his temper for a while. At this moment, his eyes were still a little gloomy. He pursed his lips and said thoughtfully, "I'll come over at five o 'clock tomorrow to watch you film. I'll wait for you."
When he said that he would wait for Jiujiu, Young Master Leng's palms contracted irregularly, and his expression was particularly ugly.
He never had the habit of waiting for others.
Jiujiu didn't know about Young Master Leng's matter. Seeing that he wanted to wait for her, she nodded.
Young Master Leng nodded and was about to leave when he suddenly stretched out his hand. Just when Jiujiu thought that Young Master Leng was going to fight with her, she saw Young Master Leng pinch a strand of her hair and leave.
Young Master Leng said gently, "I have hair."
Jiujiu looked at Young Master Leng's natural expression and couldn't be bothered to waste her breath on him. She turned around and left.
Seeing that Jiujiu had left, Young Master Leng carefully placed the strand of hair in his palm. Then, he turned his head and said to his confidant, "Go to the hospital."
After Young Master Leng left, He Yuan continued filming.
No one knew if it was because she was too deeply provoked by Young Master Leng, but no matter how He Yuan filmed, she looked at Han Ze as if she was looking at the enemy who killed her father. The interaction between the two of them didn't feel like a couple in love at all. Instead, it was filled with bone-deep hatred, which made Wang Quan so angry that he wanted to hit someone.
It was clearly just a scene, but because of He Yuan, it was delayed until night. In the end, Wang Quan was already numb. Even if He Yuan didn't meet his requirements, Wang Quan would just wave his hand and let it go.
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