Game of the Controller: Wife Wins Husband

A film contract can be lost, and Xia Qing's safety is more important than any job opportunity.

He took off the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, took off the baseball cap he always wore on his head, and his long, slightly curly hair fell down.

Hidden behind the big stars, no one has ever noticed Xia Qingjiao's beautiful face. She can't remember how many years she has been like this, huddled in a dark corner with her true self, letting time fly by and the years change.

On the other side of the phone, Xiao Ya was already a little manic. After the sound of getting dressed, there was the sound of high heels and the floor, and the elegant star roared rudely, "I'll pick you up now, who knows?"

If you dare to bully you, I will be rude to you."

Xia Qing was in a trance, came to her senses, stuck out the tip of her tongue, and licked her dry lips. Her voice was as calm as ever, "I'm fine."

"Auntie, do you want to scare me to death?" The car started, and Xiao Ya stepped on the accelerator. The expensive sports car roared like a beast and sped forward, "Stay there and don't move. I'll pick you up.

Really, I don’t mind, why are you sad, Xiaoqing, I’m not talking about you, you have made enough money in these years, learn to enjoy life more in the future, don’t think about it all day long

Work, work, work, so tiring.”

A fierce cold light flashed through her cold and unparalleled eyes. After everything had changed, seeing the familiar face in her memory would only make the hatred hidden in her body skyrocket.

Xia Qing's face alternated between violent and gloomy, with a cold look that didn't go away for a long time, "Xiao Ya... I seem to have seen him..."

"Who?" Xiao Ya was focused on racing and didn't react for a moment.

"Jun Qi [hong, homophonic, Hong]." Xia Qing closed her eyes and heard her heart beating loudly, a rhythm slower than usual.

"Junqi [hong, homophonic, Hong]"------Duhan's loving reminder-------Please continue to enjoy-----

"Fuck, that beast." Xiao Ya uttered vulgar words without any image, with an expression on her face that looked like she was about to eat someone, "Calm down your emotions and don't be impulsive. I'll be there soon."

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After hanging up the phone, Xia Qing gave up taking the elevator and walked in the quiet stairwell, counting the steps one by one. Her mind was filled with the silhouette of the man wearing silver-gray slender back, as if they were reunited in a movie.

Every picture rolls back and forth in my mind.

The distance from the forty-second floor to the ground was enough for her to sort out many things, and enough for her to regain her composure.

Jun Fei, since he has returned to the imperial capital, she and he will definitely have a chance to see each other again.

There were many things that she needed to think about carefully.

Pushing open the corner door, she felt a breath of fresh air from the parking lot, which boosted her spirits even more.

The phone rang again, and Xiao Ya lazily released her powerful charm of killing both men and women, "I will pick you up personally and call it a day. I am willing to be the driver and pick you up and drop you off. How about it? Are you touched?"

"Where are you?" Xia Qing asked absentmindedly while walking and looking for Xiao Ya's beige sports car.

"Turn left and keep walking. I'm at the exit of the parking lot." Xiao Ya quickly pointed out the direction.

Xia Qing responded, hung up the phone, and walked quickly to the designated meeting on high heels.