Her Majesty the Queen Has Become a God In the Entertainment Industry

The three people standing in a triangle were silent for almost three seconds while looking at the two large bouquets of flowers in front of them. Wei Xiao broke the silence with a dry laugh, put the small card in his hand back into the large bouquet of pink roses, and then placed it again. The blue and white bouquet he ordered was delivered to Shen Yunqing, "Prime Minister Shen, happy finishing."

Shen Yunqing smiled, took the bouquet, nodded and said thanks: "Thank you, director."

 Wei Xiao: “…”

If you don’t want to laugh, then let’s stop laughing!

“Well, what about that? I have booked a private room at Jincheng House in the film and television city today, and there will be a closing banquet for you in the evening. At that time, several of the main creators of our crew will go over and have a meal together to celebrate.”

　　After all, the whole crew has not finished filming yet, so there is no need to make a big fuss.

The private room has been reserved, and Shen Yunqing did not express his feelings and nodded in agreement, "Then I will be disrespectful."

"Ahem, what's that? I don't have anything else to do. You two go and have a rest." The atmosphere was still a bit weird. Wei Xiao wanted to say that he had prepared a bottle of champagne to celebrate the finalization, but when it came to his mouth He swallowed it again and waved his hands away.

The weirdness of this atmosphere was a bit too much for an old man like him.

Jiang Lingxi originally wanted to throw away the handful of pink angels in her arms, but she looked around and couldn't find a trash can, so she could only take a deep breath and continue holding it.

 After walking out for a certain distance.

 “This flower…”

 “This flower…”

 Two voices sounded almost at the same time.

 Shen Yunqing paused, habitually waiting for the other party to speak first.

 “This flower is…”

"Wow, Sister Xixi, dreamy pink angel. There must be hundreds of flowers in this bunch. When did my uncle become so generous!" Wei Minmin suddenly sprang out from behind the two of them, and inadvertently appeared again Jiang Lingxi was interrupted, but she quickly reacted from the astonishment in her eyes, "No, Mr. Shen finished filming today, not you. This flower shouldn't be a gift from the director, could it be a fan? This must be a rich fan. Hey, I’ve never received such a big bunch!”

Jiang Lingxi looked at her helplessly, could this girl stop adding fuel to the fire?

  She casually took out two flowers and said, "These are for you, good boy, and you can play with them while you're at it." Don't add fuel to her troubles anymore!

Wei Minmin subconsciously took the flowers and then turned her eyes from the large bouquet of dreamy pink angels to the expressions of the two people in front of her. Afterwards, she realized that she might not have come at the right time, "Haha, what, I'll go first." It’s time to leave, see you later, Sister Xixi!”

 After saying that, he turned around and ran away!

However, Wei Minmin's exclamation still caused many people around to turn their heads and look this way curiously. Jiang Lingxi rarely felt a little tired: "Forget it, let's talk about it back to the lounge."

When they arrived at the lounge, they saw Lu Zhengzheng and Xu Ling'an were there. Before they could say anything, Jiang Lingxi handed over the flowers and said, "Zhengzheng went to help me deal with it."

"Ah," Lu Zhengzheng, who just wanted to praise the beautiful flowers, was stunned and asked subconsciously, "How to deal with it?"

 “Then I’ll teach you?”

"No, no, no, no need." Intuiting that Sister Xixi's anger was a bit dangerous at the moment, Lu Zhengzheng hurriedly stepped forward and quickly held the bouquet in her arms, "I can handle it. I guarantee that it will be handled cleanly without leaving any traces!"

Jiang Lingxi: “…”

 Those who don’t know better think you are going to destroy the body and eliminate all traces.

 She waved her hands tiredly, "Go quickly!"

 From now on, she will not be able to look directly at this kind of powder for a long time!

Xu Ling'an also stood up silently and caught up with Lu Zhengzheng, "I'll go help."

 The two of them quickly slipped out of the lounge hand in hand.

After coming out, Lu Zhengzheng patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the flowers in her arms in confusion, "Who gave these flowers? It shouldn't be Mr. Shen, otherwise Sister Xixi wouldn't have let me handle it, so why not Who could it be?"

"There is a card." Xu Ling'an said with sharp eyes and reached out to pull out the card stuffed in the bouquet.

 The two of them met and finished reading.

Lu Zhengzheng: "Fans, fans?" He frowned and shook his head, "No, what about that disrespectful sentence before?"

Xu Lingan turned to the back of the card again. He didn't see the signature, but just by looking at the words on the card, he could almost guess who sent the flowers!

If it was that person and the pink roses he gave were easy to misunderstand, no wonder my sister would be so disgusted that she would just let them get rid of them.

“If my sister asks me to do it, then do it.”

 Looking at such a bouquet of flowers now, she felt a little uncomfortable.

 “Well, it’s just a pity.”

 Finally, Lu Zhengzheng still decisively destroyed the flowers. While feeling distressed, he plucked out all the flowers. After finishing the process, he even took a photo. Be sure to let Sister Xixi know how diligently she handles the matter.

 The card was also torn into small pieces no bigger than a fingernail by Xu Lingan, making it impossible to put it together.

 In the lounge.

Jiang Lingxi pointed to the chair she usually used to rest, "Sit."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Yunqing walked over and sat down obediently, holding the flowers, as if he was obedient.

However, after sitting down, he just lowered his eyes and looked at the bouquet in his hand, reached out and gently touched one of the white flowers without saying a word.

Jiang Lingxi looked over when she saw this. Just when she was about to speak, her eyes couldn't help but fall on the hand that was quietly caressing the petals.

 Looking closely, the petals are not completely white, with a faint pink on the edges.

When the hand came closer, the two almost merged into one, and for a while it was hard to tell which one was fairer.

As she looked at it, she suddenly felt that her throat was a little dry.

He cleared his throat before speaking, "That flower should have been sent by Zhang Lingzhou, Mr. Zhang's grandson. We only met at the An'an marriage banquet last night."

 Shen Yunqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, "The words on the card..."

“That kid was dishonest and I beat him up before he left. Now that he’s done this, he should just be here to apologize.”

Maybe there are other purposes, but now, her intuition tells her that biting the other person to death is just an apology.

 Shen Yunqing finally raised his eyes, "Did he touch you somewhere?"

Jiang Lingxi then met the eyes he was looking at. They were deep and edgeless, and upon closer inspection there was a surge of darkness. She couldn't help but be startled, "My hand, I only touched it when I was beating someone."

 The dark color under the eyes slowly faded.

 “Your Majesty…”

 The sigh behind him was almost inaudible.

Shen Yunqing knew that his temper was unreasonable. With His Majesty's pride, how could he allow others to touch him even if he was not someone he approved of?

 But there is no reason to speak of love.

　　Not only was he angry with Zhang Lingzhou, who had almost offended His Majesty, he was also angry with himself.

 A person whom I have known for less than a day dares to send flowers and cards to His Majesty.

He clearly has delusional thoughts, but he has always only dared to approach him cautiously to test him. While he worships the person as a god, he also wants to gently hold the person in the palm of his hand for no reason.

Be quiet and restrained, not daring to be abrupt.

 But at this moment, he no longer wanted to be patient!

When the finger that originally rested on the white petals suddenly came up with caution, lightness and urgency, fearing rejection, Jiang Lingxi's fingertips trembled subconsciously.

But soon she felt that the fingers that were holding her tightened again, and the strength was controlled so that she could not break free instantly, and it would not make her feel trapped and uncomfortable.

Shen Yunqing looked up at the person standing in front of him. Now there was only a bouquet of flowers between them, so they could be said to be very close.

His heartbeat was beating like a drum. He felt both the nervousness of tentatively holding His Majesty's finger just now, and the joy and excitement of realizing that he had not been freed.

I don’t know when the restraint that had long been ingrained in his body became tainted with stubbornness. At this moment, he was encouraged to muster the courage to speak: "Your Majesty, can you no longer just treat me as a minister? Because I..."

　　I have long been unwilling to give in!

 The next words were swallowed between the lips and teeth of Jiang Lingxi who suddenly leaned over.

　　At that time, she was wearing battle armor and returning victorious. It is the time when the spirit is high and the clouds are full of pride, the horse is riding the reins, and the whole body is full of frivolity.

 I met a young man dressed in white, as bright as a jade tree, with a unique look.

When they looked at each other in shock, not only one person was shocked!