Pampering

Little cute, it means that you do not love the author enough. Wenwen hides shyly

She switched to edit and clicked on Song Fei's Weibo. In the following comments, some were ridiculing her, and some fans criticized her, saying that Fai Fei was just asking everyone what to eat for lunch, and there was no other meaning, etc.

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows and ran downstairs and shouted: "Aunt Xu."

Aunt Xu looked back at her: "What's wrong? Are you hungry?"

Inspector Xiang Yueming looked at the kitchen with his head: "What do you have for lunch?"

Aunt Xu looked at her funny: "What do you want to eat, Aunt Xu plans to make braised pork ribs and steamed fish for you."

Xiang Yueming nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, just eat these two."

After turning around in the kitchen, Xiang Yueming returned to the room.

Xiaoxi's call came and she connected.

"Sister! Do you still post on Weibo?"

Xiang Yueming stood in front of the mirror and admired her beauty for a while: "Isn't it meaningless to post this intimidating person's Weibo?"

Xiaoxi was taken aback, thinking for a while and saying, "It seems to be?"

Xiang Yue clearly said: "Okay, then I will maintain my fairy character first."

Xiaoxi said "Ah" and asked in a low voice, "Will that make her so arrogant?"

"Do not."

Xiang Yueming smiled and said, "Send me a few pictures of the photos you took that day, and I will send me a picture of Jiugongge to appease and appease my little fans."

"……it is good."

Just when everyone was happy about the Weibo scolding war, I sent a picture of Jiugongge to Yueming after a long absence.

Some were wearing fairy skirts, some were in suits that day, and there were even plain clothes in private. Each one was so beautiful that people couldn't move their eyes.

@向月明V: The Jiugongge that has been saved for a year is here.

As soon as this Weibo came out, fans went crazy instantly. She has many face powders. Although she doesn't have any outstanding works, she can't stop people's love and preference for good looks.

For beautiful women, tolerance is always higher.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! 】

[The suit kills me! ! My sister is too beautiful! 】

[Sister Qiuqiu show her face more, okay, just your face, one Weibo can give you 200,000 followers. 】

[Forced Insertion|Snatching other people's resources and still pretending to be quiet here, you are really interesting! 】

[The most disgusting to see people like you! You will also send photos to deceive fans. 】

[Sister hot search is not going to explain? 】

...

Before Xiang Yueming could reply, the Yan fans helped her answer this hot comment that was topped in the front row.

[Reply a fart! As far as my sister’s looks, it’s their loss for the spicy chicken endorsement not to find her! 】

[I just want to ask whether the brand has a clumsy square eye. Don't choose a natural fairy like my sister, choose a female celebrity who has a stiff face with a knife to endorse skin care products. Are you afraid of ruining the reputation? 】

[Pin porcelain dog, get out of me! My sister came down on Weibo to bite people, believe it or not to tear you up. 】

Xiang Yueming was brushing his comments, and Cheng Zhan called.

She glanced and hung up.

Cheng Zhan continued to fight, and she continued to hang up.

I ignored her all morning and wanted to get through the first call. How could it be that easy.

After hanging up twice, the phone went quiet.

-

Xiang Yueming spent a few more minutes on Weibo, and suddenly felt a little bored.

She just wanted to quit, Xiaoxi suddenly sent her several Weibo over.

Xiaoxi: [Ah ah ah ah sister! ! Xinchun's official blog likes you. 】

Xiaoxi: [I gave you a comment again! 】

Xiaoxi: [Ah, ah, ah, in addition to Xinchun, LR has also liked you! ! ! Sister, do you have any contact with this brand? 】

Xiang Yueming and Xiaoxi were a little confused.

Xinchun likes it, it makes sense. After all, they have been in contact, but LR's likes really surprised Xiang Yueming.

Although both belong to international brands, according to the classification of high, middle and low classes, Xinchun belongs to the middle class and LR belongs to the high class.

Previously, the spokespersons Xinchun looked for were basically popular first-line artists. However, LR's cooperation is all well-known artists with high international reputation.

It was not just Xiang Yueming's accident, even the fans who were eating melons, the skin of the melon in his hands dropped to the ground.

Song Fei and the fans of Zheng Huan she scolded were even more shocked.

After a moment of effort, the marketing account ended, turning the topic around.

@娱乐大爆资讯V: I really want to be laughed at by a fan of the porcelain! ! Can you weigh your coffee position before touching porcelain?

@圈内大哥V: Let’s break the news for everyone. A skin-beauty brand that we are familiar with wants to find a fairy artist to cooperate, but the fairy artist is still considering it, and I don't know what the result will be.

...

As soon as these marketing accounts came out on Weibo, netizens who eat melon instantly understood.

[Fuck, fuck! Does this mean the fairy is going to cooperate with my favorite brand? 】

[Hahahahahaha I really want to be laughed to death, a certain family touched porcelain too seriously. She has to consider international brands to cooperate with my sister, and go to grab your resources? 】

[Ah, ah, ah, ah, I know! Fairies don't do such things! Hope that the fairy and Xinchun LR cooperate, Ma Ma is willing to spend money for you! 】

[Hahahahahaha, so cool! ! My sister is awesome! 】

...

Looking at the screenshots one after another sent by Xiaoxi, Xiang Yueming felt a little dazzling.

She reached out and rubbed her eyes, not knowing what to do for a while.

Sister Xia called.

Connected to Yueming Xiang: "Hello."

Sister Xia asked in a low voice: "Have you watched Weibo?"

Xiang Yueming said "um" and asked in a low voice, "Is Xinchun's likes on your side to communicate?"

"No." Sister Xia said, "I really want to work with you over there. As for LR, it seems that Mr. Cheng arranged it."

She paused and asked: "If LR and Xinchun are looking for you at the same time, which one would you choose?"

"..."

Xiang Yueming couldn't help but chuckled softly: "Am I so popular now?"

Sister Xia: "Seriously, I just answered the call from General Assistant Cheng."

"Oh." Xiang Yueming was silent for a moment, then sat cross-legged on the carpet for a moment and thought: "Xinchun."

"……why?"

Xiang Yueming analyzes rationally: "I have not yet been able to cooperate with LR. Xinchun is not arranged by him. In comparison, I prefer to cooperate with brands that really like me."

Sister Xia understood what she meant: "Okay, do you participate in the dance competition?"

Xiang Yueming was silent for a few seconds: "I will give you the answer tomorrow."

"Okay." Sister Xia said quickly: "The company will issue a statement later. Regarding your competition with Song Fei, she is probably too bad for the endorsement."

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean."

Sister Xia said indifferently: "When did Mr. Cheng make you suffer this kind of grievance? He asked me to hand over the recording pen to it, and I gave it. I guess there will be a greater reversal later."

Although Xiang Yueming and Song Fei belong to the same company, they are both artists under Cheng Zanna Entertainment Company.

But Cheng Zhan never considered these objective factors.

He will only consider one person.

-

Hung up the phone, Xiang Yueming stared at the two missed calls of Cheng Zhan before for a while, and then called back.

After waiting for a long time, someone connected over there.

Xiang Yueming hadn't spoken yet, the man's clear voice came from her ear: "Busy."

"..."

Xiang Yueming stared at the hung-up phone for a long while, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

She lay down on the carpet, cut the trumpet and posted on Weibo.

At this moment, the connotation of Song Fei's Weibo comment is no longer the same as the original one.

Many netizens poured in and started a scolding war with her fans below.

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows, glanced at it, and walked out.

As soon as she quit, a marketing account she followed posted a Weibo video with hot search topics related to Xiang Yueming and Song Fei.

Xiang Yueming subconsciously clicked.

The video was the content of their meeting and conversation in the box, and the voices were clearly heard. Even the voice recorder conversation that Xiang Yueming took out was partially processed to make people hear it.

In addition, the appearance of Director Xinchun and Xiang Yueming's question about whether he would drink the wine were all exposed.

When this video came out, Song Fei was basically defeated.

No matter how the fans explain, they can't help it. Soon, Song Fei's Weibo was deleted from Xiang Yueming. But Xiang Yueming's fans and melon-eating netizens did not plan to let her go so easily.

[Haha! Who cares about the food in the bowl? 】

[My sister is too rigid! ! No peace talks, no double endorsements, just to seek justice for oneself. 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! Awesome! 】

[After watching this video, who wouldn't say that our fairy sister is awesome. 】

[So this is because Song Fei first used unknown means to grab Xiang Yueming's resources, and then beat back and said that Xiang Yueming was worried about her resources? Then Xiang Yueming was spotted by big brands like Xinchun and LR? ! What a beautiful reversal! ! 】

[This is really the coolest melon I have eaten this year! 】

...

This matter has developed to this point, and basically has an end.

Xiang Yueming doesn't know what Song Fei will do in the future, but in a short time, she will not appear in front of the public again.

Xiang Yueming put down his mobile phone and couldn't help feeling that the entertainment circle was like that.

It may be beautiful today, but will not be seen tomorrow.

She struggled for a few seconds before sending a message to Ding Quan.

After receiving the reply, Xiang Yueming ran downstairs.

"Aunt Xu, is lunch ready?"

Aunt Xu looked back: "Almost, what's the matter?"

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows, glanced at him and said, "Make another Cheng Zhan likes. I'll deliver him food."

Aunt Xu was surprised to see her: "Really? Then Aunt Xu will do it right away."

-

There are many industries under the Cheng Group, and Cheng Zhan is usually based in the head office.

The relationship between Xiang Yueming and him has never been exposed. Apart from his assistant, few people know the relationship between them.

At the head office, Xiang Yueming has been here several times, and he took the exclusive elevator directly from the underground parking lot to the top floor, without worrying about being seen by others.

When she reached the top floor, Ding Quan came to pick her up.

"Miss Xiang."

Xiang Yueming smiled slightly: "Cheng Zhan is still busy?"

"Still in a meeting." Ding Quan led her forward.

Xiang Yueming nodded and asked in a low voice, "You didn't tell him I'm here."

Ding Quan smiled: "No."

Xiang Yueming breathed a sigh of relief and pointed: "Then I will wait for him in the office."

Ding Quan nodded: "Is there anything I need to call outsiders."

"Okay, thank you."

Cheng Zhan went to Jiangcheng for a few days and had a lot of work on hold.

Throughout the morning, the meeting did not stop. Except for taking the time to deal with Xiang Yueming's affairs, he never left the conference room.

Ding Quan went out and brought a cup of coffee in. When he bent over and placed it at the side of Cheng Zhan's table, he did not notice Cheng Zhan glanced at him.

In the dull conference room, there is a very light fragrance.

The manager who was reporting on the planning process was talking and suddenly noticed that Cheng Zhan, who was originally indifferent, stood up.

In an instant, everyone was silent.

Cheng Zhan threw the plan in front of him and said coldly: "Redo it."

Everyone: "..."

He looked around and said, "Give you so much time to submit a plan that was eliminated last year. Do you want to retire early?"

No one dared to speak, not even the atmosphere.

Cheng Zhan put his hand in his pocket, indifferent: "The meeting is over, before I get off work, I want to see a new plan."

Everyone watched him out.

Walking out of the meeting room, Cheng Zhan raised his hand to adjust the cufflinks, and tilted his head to look at Ding Quan: "Where are people."

Ding Quan knew it: "In your office."

Cheng Zhan nodded: "Send something to eat."

"Yes."

-

Xiang Yueming wandered around the office boredly, just thinking about sitting down on the sofa, he heard the door opening.

She looked up over there.

The man wore formal attire as always, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, glasses on the bridge of his nose, gentle and calm.

Xiang Yueming raised his eyebrows and took the initiative to walk towards him.

"The meeting is over?"

Cheng Zhan glanced at her: "Why did you come here today."

Hearing this, Xiang Yueming blinked and asked deliberately, "Isn't it welcome?"

Cheng Zhan ignored her and sat down on the sofa.

He raised his hand to take off his glasses, and squeezed his sore eyes. He stayed up all night and used his eyes excessively.

Xiang Yueming stared at him sideways for a long while, and poked him in the cheek: "Mr Cheng?"

"Yeah." Mr. Cheng relaxed on the back of the chair and opened his eyes to look at her: "Come here."

Xiang Yueming raised an eyebrow, but straddled him without twisting.

She stretched out her hand, took the initiative to hook Cheng Zhan's neck, leaned in and kissed: "You didn't sleep last night?"

"Sleep."

"Oh." Xiang Yueming glanced at him, "That is excessive indulgence."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He raised his hand and patted her head: "Girls speak carefully."

"I'm not paying attention anymore."

Xiang Yueming hummed lightly, looking at the dark circles under his eyes, and said with emotion: "Cheng, you can be a little more intemperate. We will stand together and be misunderstood as father and daughter."

"..."

Cheng Zhan swept her eyes lightly, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said in a calm tone: "Do you like this kind of stimulation?"

He said lightly: "I have a chance to play with you."

"?"

...

After it was over, Xiang Yueming lay lazily on the bed, not wanting to move a finger.

She casually put on a nightdress with suspenders, exposing large areas of snow-white skin, which contrasted sharply with the dark sheets.

Cheng Zhan came out of the bathroom and saw this scene.

His footsteps paused, his dark and bright pupils darkened a bit, and his voice was not as clear as the original, but it became much lower.

"Not sleepy yet?"

Xiang Yueming glanced at him: "You are too noisy."

Cheng Zhan hummed and squeezed her face, "Really."

He said: "I didn't think you were arguing just now, do you think of me now?"

Xiang Yueming instantly understood what he meant. He was referring to the voice she called.

Thinking of this, she kicked him unbearably.

"Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Zhan answered, grabbed her ankle, felt the delicate skin there, and the rough palms lingered on it, "What?"

Xiang Yueming couldn't stand his provocation like this, she struggled to withdraw her feet and shrank into a ball.

Cheng Zhan didn't play with her anymore, opened the quilt and went to bed.

He raised his hand and pulled the person into his arms.

"What did I just say."

Xiang Yueming yawned and said, "I was photographed tonight."

Cheng Zhan was clear: "Is that why you want to check the post?"

Xiang Yueming smelled the deep scent on his body, and felt like he could fall asleep immediately.

But he still answered: "I also uninstalled your Weibo."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He bowed his head and pinched her face: "The courage is getting bigger and bigger."

Hearing this, Xiang Yueming smiled.

She lay down in Cheng Zhan's arms, blinked at him, Jiao Didi said, "It's all my brother taught well."

"..."

-

What she said is really true.

Xiang Yueming's courage was all trained by Cheng Zhan. It's a bit too much to say indulgence, but it may be more appropriate to say that it is tuned.

She suddenly thought of when the two met.

Before Xiang Yueming, he was a soft personality. She was a student at the dance school, and later went to the film school because of a foot injury.

Although Xiang Yueming's birth is not a rich and noble family, it is still a well-off family. Parents are kind and have always believed in being kind to others.

Since childhood, she has also learned these.

But after college, the world is not the same as she perceives.

Most people seem to have to do something contrary to their original intention for some benefit.

When Xiang Yueming met Cheng Zhan for the first time, she was taken to a meal by an acquaintance, saying that she was just having a meal together and getting to know each other.

In their line of business, it is inevitable to settle for dinner and drinking.

There was Cheng Zhan at that dinner, he was sitting at the main seat, and no one dared to come forward to strike up a conversation.

Xiang Yueming has been sitting quietly in the corner without speaking. Later, she was called frequently, and she was dragged to move a few positions, and she was filled with a lot of alcohol by a man with a big belly.

When the meal was about to end, the man offered to send it to Yueming.

Xiang Yueming didn't want to refuse.

Perhaps the coldness and resistance on her body were too obvious, and the person wanted to force her away.

When Xiang Yueming was struggling, he happened to hit Cheng Zhan coming out of the corner.

At that moment, she didn't know where the courage came from, and raised her hand to Cheng Zhan's clothes.

...

After that, she was taken away by Cheng Zhan.

When getting in the car, he asked her: "Do you know if you follow me, the same result?"

Xiang Yueming stared at his deep pupils for a moment, and said seriously, "You are not that kind of person."

Cheng Zhan chuckled softly.

For some reason, Xiang Yueming added another sentence: "Even if the result is the same, you are better than him."

She seemed to see Cheng Zhan smile and motioned for her to get in the car.

The driver took the two to the hotel.

However, Xiang Yueming was the only one who checked into the hotel that night, and Cheng Zhan did not move her.

The real intersection between the two was a few months later.

Cheng Zhan kindly told her that with him, doing good deeds will not exceed twice.

After that, Xiang Yueming and Cheng Zhan maintained this inexplicable relationship.

It's not exactly a gold|master and a lover, but it's not like a boyfriend or girlfriend. Among them, it is more appropriate to say that each takes what they need.

Cheng Zhan taught her to look at people, gave her the resources she wanted, and told her that she could be presumptuous.

Whoever trips her up again, don't fight back politely. No matter how she tossed, as long as she didn't exceed his bottom line, he would help clean up.

What Zhan didn't expect from the process was that the people he taught would use those methods on him by analogy.

...

Thinking about it, Xiang Yueming took the initiative to hug him: "Why don't you speak? Am I wrong?"

Cheng Zhan couldn't hear her pretentious voice. He warned with full meaning: "How many times do you want to come again?"

"..." Xiang Yueming immediately counseled, "I still have work in the morning."

Cheng Zhan snorted coldly, "Tell me to be honest."

"...Oh." She was not afraid at all: "I just told you, I don't want you to ask me to settle the account afterwards."

Cheng Zhan saw her look tired, put his hands on her waist, touched a row of "spare ribs", he slightly disgusted: "Are you losing weight again."

"It seems so." Xiang Yueming mumbled indifferently: "The crew's meal is not delicious..."

-

Early the next morning.

Xiang Yueming was awakened by the ringing of her mobile phone, and she answered the phone with sleepy eyes, "Hey."

Xiaoxi listened to her hoarse voice and remained silent for a moment: "Sister, haven't you woken up yet?"

Xiang Yueming rubbed his eyes: "What time is it?"

"Eight forty."

Xiang Yue clearly said: "Come on, I will get up now."

"it is good."

Xiang Yueming opened the quilt and walked into the bathroom.

Cheng Zhan is no longer in the room. After washing, Xiang Yueming changes clothes.

She inadvertently glanced at the mirror next to her, and could vaguely see the marks left on her skin.

Because of her artist status, she generally does not allow Cheng Zhan to leave a mark where she can see it.

This man is naturally rebellious, she wouldn't let him stay, he wanted it.

After Xiang Yueming had a few tempers, Cheng Zhan began to leave deep marks in places where others could not see. She stared at the mark on her chest and rolled her eyes silently.

Cheng Zhan was still at home when Xiang Yueming went downstairs.

She looked down at the man wearing glasses sitting on the sofa. After putting on his clothes, he became noble and calm, completely different from the beast who took off his clothes.

Hearing the sound, Cheng Zhan raised his eyes.

After seeing the clothes Xiang Yueming was wearing, he frowned.

Simple T-shirts and shorts, with long white and straight legs, are eye-catching.

Perceiving Cheng Zhan's gaze, Xiang Yueming smiled crookedly at him: "Cheng, what are you looking at."

Cheng Zhan retracted his gaze, with a cold tone: "You don't have a job today?"

"Yes."

Xiang Yueming smiled and said: "There is an advertisement shooting."

She walked slowly to the side of Cheng Zhan, pulled out her chair and sat down: "Why haven't you gone to the company?"

Cheng Zhan tilted his head to look at her and didn't say anything.

Xiang Yueming wanted to say something. Aunt Xu, who took care of the two, walked out of the kitchen: "Xiaoyue'er is up, eat breakfast soon."

Xiang Yueming turned his head and smiled at Aunt Xu: "Okay."

Aunt Xu looked at her: "Did you lose weight again?"

Xiang Yueming raised an eyebrow, "Is it so obvious?"

Aunt Xu nodded: "The face is slightly smaller."

"Why?" Xiang Yueming denied.

Aunt Xu looked at her and looked at Cheng Zhan: "If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zhan listened to the conversation between the two and raised his eyes: "Yes."

He said in a calm tone: "Only the ribs are left in the hug."

"..."

Without thinking about it, Xiang Yueming kicked him under the table.

Aunt Xu smiled: "Xiao Yue'er will be at home this time, Aunt Xu will make up for you."

Xiang Yueming's ears were red, and he said vaguely: "Maybe."

Aunt Xu didn't bother them, and consciously got into the kitchen.

After they left, she stared at the person next to Yueming: "Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Zhan glanced at her, took the Xiaolongbao on one side and stuffed her mouth: "Eat more."

"..."

Xiang Yueming didn't get angry and rolled his eyes and said, "Don't talk nonsense in front of Aunt Xu."