After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

Fan Ling's advertising contract was delivered to Rose Valley the next night.

After careful inspection, Song Mianmian directly proposed to advance 50% of the notification fee.

Fan Ling got angry again when she received the call from her assistant, but Song Mianmian was very insistent. She could only grit her teeth and nod, "Wait."

Ten minutes later, Song Mianmian saw that the three million yuan on her bank card had been credited. She happily signed and sent away the unhappy agent assistant with a smile.

As soon as the door closed, Song Mianmian happily gestured to her brother upstairs.

Seeing her sister so happy, Song Anqing also had joy on her face, but she was still a little worried, "Sister, hasn't your agent been treating you badly before? Will there be a problem this time?"

"I checked that variety show, and it's a bit risky, but it's still within the acceptable range. Don't worry, this is a variety show after all. The program crew pays more attention to safety than the guests. After all, no one can afford it. As for the price Why is it so high? It may not be because Fan Ling is good to me. It may be because the relationship between me and Ye Dan has become more popular these days. The program team appointed me. What I like most about following the trend of variety shows is to chase the popularity." Song Mianmian is objective. Analysis, and she was sure that the price given by the program team must be much more than what she received, otherwise Fan Ling would not let go so easily.

"Okay, then you have to pay attention to safety." Song Anqing knew that her sister had signed the contract, so it was useless to say anything more. She was just curious, "Has your marriage to your brother-in-law been exposed?"

Song Mianmian, "..."

How could she forget that after her brother's surgery, she didn't allow him to play with his mobile phone? Now this guy really doesn't know that the matter between herself and Ye Dan is making a fuss.

"Well, your brother-in-law has been officially announced." Song Mianmian explained lightly, and then told him, "Don't look at your phone, you know?"

"I know." Song Anqing nodded obediently.

Song Mianmian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "You go to bed early and I'll pack my luggage."

"I'll help you." Song Anqing said and wanted to help Song Mianmian, but Song Mianmian waved her hand, "No, I don't have many things, there is nothing to pack."

After saying that, she suddenly remembered something. Erbin was a very cold city, but she didn't have many thick clothes. It would take time to buy them right now. She was worried that the doorbell suddenly rang outside.

Song Mianmian wondered, maybe Fan Ling regretted it. She stepped forward with doubts and found a very capable and delicate woman standing in the visible camera, "Who are you?"

If it weren't for the professional attire of the other party, Song Mianmian would have suspected that it was Ye Dan's little lover who came to the door.

"Is this Mr. Ye's home? We are delivering things according to Mr. Ye's request." The woman in business attire outside answered respectfully.

Song Mianmian opened the door and found that there were five men following the woman, each holding a large box in their hands. She was a little stunned, "This is..."

"Mr. Ye ordered it to be delivered. Please check it with Mrs. Ye." The woman was very polite to Song Mianmian. After speaking, she waved to the staff behind her, and the five people behind her immediately opened the box.

Song Mianmian stepped forward and took a look, "Are you sure it was Ye Danrang who sent it?"

"Of course, this was chosen by Mr. Ye himself." The saleswoman replied with a smile. This was the biggest order she had received since joining the company, so her attitude was very good. After explaining, she asked Song Mianmian, "Where is Mrs. Ye's cloakroom?"

Song Mianmian was still a little numb, and she subconsciously pointed to the second floor. Then she saw several people carrying boxes and going up to the second floor. The saleswoman quickly hung up all the clothes for her.

After a while, the originally empty cloakroom was full. Song Mianmian looked at the people leaving with complicated expressions, then took out her cell phone and was hesitant to ask Ye Dan what was going on, when the phone rang first.

"Have you tried it?" Ye Dan asked pretending to be normal as soon as the call was connected.

Song Mianmian looked at a cabinet of clothes and bags. They were all luxury brands, and they were the kind of top-notch luxury goods that didn't show logos. They were low-key and restrained. The most common one she looked at cost more than 60,000 yuan.

"What are you doing?" Song Mianmian had a headache. Didn't this man just sleep with her? Is it such an exaggeration? Didn’t you think she was expensive before?

"What else can you do? Are you planning to let the outside media say that I, Ye Dan, can't afford a woman? Don't let me see you wearing those old styles again." Ye Dan said rather arrogantly.

Song Mianmian originally had no intention of using men's things, but when she heard this, she replied angrily, "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you."

"Well, I'm busy." Ye Dan felt relieved after hearing this and said no more.

Song Mianmian originally wanted to tell him about her participation in a variety show, but she gave up temporarily when she heard Du's voice hanging up. Then she looked up at the closet and shrugged. Although she found the man annoying after meeting again, she had to admit his aesthetics. It was really great. Every piece of clothing in the cabinet was very good. The most important thing was that it suited her very well. Song Mianmian struggled for a while before picking out a few pieces and putting them in her suitcase.

Song Anqing, who was watching the whole process from the side, chuckled and said, "Sister, my brother-in-law is nice to you."

"Really? He is just afraid that I will lose face when I go out in poor clothes." Song Mianmian almost forgot the existence of her younger brother.

Song Anqing didn't think so, "The sales lady just now said that these clothes were personally selected by my brother-in-law. If it's just for face, he can let others choose, or directly give you the card."

"Yes...is there any? Why did you speak for him when you just met him?" Song Mianmian muttered but felt that what his brother said seemed to make sense. However, thinking of the previous quarrel between the two, he did not dare to be sentimental easily. When Song Anqing spoke again, he urged, "Go back to bed quickly, and I will transfer 300,000 to you and you can save it for future tuition and living expenses. If it's not enough, tell me again."

"Sister, you don't need so much. One hundred thousand is enough for graduation. You can keep the rest." Song Anqing refused.

"It's okay, just take it if it's given to you." Song Mianmian didn't know how long his enthusiasm would last. If he left this for his brother, at least he wouldn't have to worry about his life for a long time.

Song Anqing knew Song Mianmian's character and said nothing more.

After transferring the money to her brother, Song Mianmian left another 100,000 for herself, and then transferred the rest to an account.

Because there were clothes, bags, and even skin care products sent by Ye Dan, Song Mianmian didn't have to worry about being cold. She packed her luggage happily, and then joined the director and assistant director of the program team that night to communicate with them about tomorrow's flight. When the time came, he told Fang Yunyun to pick her up in the morning and fell asleep peacefully.

As for Ye Dan, Song Mianmian had long forgotten about it.

The next day.

Song Mianmian got up at six o'clock in the morning and packed her things. Fang Yunyun picked up Song Mianmian in a rented car around seven o'clock.

"Sister Mianmian, why are Manager Fan so generous all of a sudden? Be careful when you get to Erbin, don't pay for your life!" After hearing what happened yesterday, Fang Yunyun not only didn't feel like school had started, but felt a sense of horror.

"What are you thinking about!" Song Mianmian patted Fang Yunyun, and then pretended to be generous and said, "Stop thinking nonsense and work hard. This year's year-end bonus will be tripled for you!"

"Wow, sister, are you okay? I'm so scared to be so generous all of a sudden!" Fang Yunyun knew that Song Mianmian was short of money, and not only was she short of money, but she was also stingy, especially towards herself. She was teasing her for being so generous right now.

Song Mianmian sighed, "Didn't I make more money at the end of the year than anyone else?"

Fang Yunyun laughed after hearing this, and then her eyes fell on Song Mianmian's clothes, "Damn, you bought new clothes? It's not easy!"

Fang Yunyun touched it and then sighed, "It feels really comfortable. Which company is it from? Why is there no brand? You won't go to a certain cat to buy it again, right? I'm telling you, sister, you are very popular now. If If a reporter catches you buying imitations to wear at a street stall, you will be laughed at by the crowd."

Sometimes Fang Yunyun doesn't understand. Although Song Mianmian didn't make much in the past two years, he could still make money after a big hit the year he debuted. He can't be said to be rich, but he can't afford to rent a house. But this She usually saves money when she can, but she has no money. Sometimes she even suspects that she is secretly keeping a man behind her back.

"Ahem, no." Song Mianmian coughed in embarrassment. She actually didn't want to be so high-profile, but she thought that she might meet reporters when she went to the airport, so she wore the ones Ye Dan bought for fear of being photographed then. To reporters scribbling.

Of course new clothes are warm.

"No? Is it a fake or a street stall?" Fang Yunyun said, still looking for the label.

Song Mianmian reached out and slapped her hand off, "Why are you so tacky? It's all about the clothes that look good. Besides, there will definitely be sponsors to provide clothes when we get to the show team. What are you afraid of?"

She was embarrassed to say that Ye Dan chose it for her personally.

Fang Yunyun sighed after hearing this, "Okay, there will definitely be no reporters following you on this winter morning, but when you were in Rose Valley last night, did you make peace with Director Ye? Hehe!"

After saying that, Fang Yunyun let out a very lewd hey.

Song Mianmian looked at the other party with disgust but didn't explain much. She couldn't understand her relationship with Ye Dan now.

But her silence seemed to Fang Yunyun as acquiescence. She drove the car faster in a high mood, feeling that she and Song Mianmian were finally going to get over it.

The car arrived at the airport around 7:20. Song Mianmian and Fang Yunyun got out of the car, bundled up and carrying their suitcases. Before they reached the boarding gate, they saw several reporters rushing over with cameras. Fang was frightened. Yunyun hurriedly stood in front of Song Mianmian, but the group of reporters rushed behind them.

Fang Yunyun breathed a deep sigh of relief when she saw this, and then turned around cautiously to see a young man wearing sunglasses and leather jackets walking ostentatiously in the hall, followed by several staff members, "He is... "

Fang Yunyun was really blind and didn't recognize who the other party was.

Song Mianmian followed Fang Yunyun's line of sight, frowning slightly and having a vague impression, "Maybe it's Zhang Shaowei."

"Zhang Shaowei? Is that the pink-faced and greasy boy? Isn't there a big gap between the real person and the photo?" Fang Yunyun naturally knows Zhang Shaowei, a third-tier little artist who became popular through online dramas, and is also known as Little Pei Ge. When she debuted, she relied on the traffic of Best Actor Pei, but because she performed well in sweet dramas and was good at flirting, she gained a lot of fans, but that was all, and she has been hovering in the third and fourth tiers. This time, the program team except Song The biggest coffee outside Mianmian.

"Shh!" Seeing Fang Yunyun's mouth open in surprise, Song Mianmian hurriedly covered her face and shushed.

Fang Yunyun quickly silenced, but it still attracted the attention of the other side. Zhang Shaowei obviously heard Fang Yunyun's words and looked sideways, but because they were wearing sunglasses, the two of them couldn't see each other's eyes clearly, so they could only nod awkwardly. .

At this time, a fan held a sign and shouted, "Westbrook, I love you!"

Then other fans rushed over, pushing Song Mianmian and Fang Yunyun aside, and also attracted Zhang Shaowei's attention.

Song Mianmian and Fang Yunyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and each carried their suitcases to apply for boarding passes.

Finally avoiding the crowd, Fang Yunyun couldn't help but whisper, "I didn't expect such a greasy young man like Zhang Shaowei to have so many loyal fans!"

That tone sounded a bit envious.

Song Mianmian couldn't help laughing after hearing this, "Every carrot and cabbage has its own preferences."

"That's right, our sister Mianmian is so good, she will definitely have many fans in the future. She is a hundred times more powerful than this!" Fang Yunyun said confidently.

Song Mianmian was noncommittal. She was not interested in how many fans she had. Rather than being liked by others, she wanted to make money through filming and make a lot of money.

The two of them were talking when they suddenly remembered a rude word to give way. But before they could react, the other party had already stepped forward. Song Mianmian was pushed unprepared and she threw herself towards the ground. Fortunately, Fang Yunyun had quick eyes and hands to catch her. He hit her, but Keren still hit the suitcase on the side and hissed in pain.

Song Mianmian steadied herself and looked back coldly, only to find that the person who bumped into her was none other than the assistant who was following Zhang Shaowei. Her face darkened, and Fang Yunyun had already said angrily, "Apologise."

The other party arrogantly glanced at Song Mianmian and Fang Yunyun, who looked very ordinary at first glance, "Are you blind? We, Westbrook, came here and you didn't give in!"

Behind the opponent, Zhang Shaowei stood coldly wearing sunglasses.

Fang Yunyun was so angry that she pointed to the sign not far away, "Did you see it? Get in line!"

"That's for ordinary people, not for us Westbrook. Do you know who our Westbrook is?" The assistant said arrogantly, holding his neck high.

Song Mianmian looked around and saw that they had arrived at the boarding gate. The reporters and fans dispersed because there were not many passengers on the winter morning, but there were still many people looking here. Song Mianmian held out her hand with the belief that doing more would be better than doing less. Stopping Fang Yunyun, "I'm fine."

"It's okay. What if I fell just now?" Fang Yunyun was angry, but facing Zhang Shaowei and the assistant bodyguards beside him, she could only grit her teeth and curse, "Nowadays, anyone can become a star."

"What did you say?" The assistant stepped forward to argue.

Fang Yunyun forced out a fake smile, "Guess."

"You guys are really ignorant..."

"Ah Bing, shut up." The assistant who called Ah Bing wanted to continue arguing with Fang Yunyun, but Zhang Shaowei, who had been acting cool next to him, finally spoke.

The assistant shut up, but his face was full of unwillingness.

Zhang Shaowei glanced around Song Mianmian, then took off his sunglasses as if in slow motion, and smiled brightly at Song Mianmian, "Sorry, it was my assistant who was wrong just now. I apologize to you two on his behalf."

Fang Yunyun was stunned, looking at the opponent's good-looking but a bit greasy face, a little confused. What new operation is this?

Song Mianmian frowned slightly. She had never seen a man who was so pretentious. However, this man thought that his smile just now charmed the two of them. He spoke in a deliberately low and hoarse voice, "Do you want to sign or take a photo together? Or Want both?”

"Wei Shao, they treat you like this, it's great that you agree to sign autographs and take photos with them!" Assistant A Bing muttered dissatisfied.

Song Mianmian, Fang Yunyun, "..."

who I am? Where am I? What am I going to do?