The Little Stalker of the Paranoid Big Guy is Turned Over

"Director Zhu, long time no see, to be honest, I will settle in the imperial capital in the future."

After sitting down, Xian Yu replied with a light smile, but did not take the initiative to tell the other party that she was preparing for a divorce.

If she didn't say it, Zhu Junzhuo could guess something.

But he couldn't make it clear.

Wen Meixin, who knows things very well, immediately smiled, "It's a coincidence, Xiaoqing and I talked about you just now."

"Oh? What are you talking about me, as an old man, can I still be missed by beautiful women?" Zhu Junzhuo smiled in cooperation.

"Xiaoqing has a small script in her hand and plans to make it into a micro-movie, but she can't find a suitable director. Isn't it because you have a lot of connections, and I plan to ask you to recommend an apprentice in a few days."

microfilm?

Zhu Junzhuo was disdainful in his heart.

He has won numerous awards for his films, and even if he is down and out now, he is not at the point of directing micro-movies.

But he's not interested, it doesn't mean Feng Zhe doesn't.

Isn't the purpose of his coming down this time just to introduce the two of them.

With his brain spinning fast, Zhu Junzhuo said with a smile, "I haven't gotten along very well in the past few years. Those young talents are really unfamiliar, but I happened to meet upstairs with Feng Zhefeng, who has more connections than me. Guang. Otherwise, can I introduce and recommend for you?"

Wen Meixin was surprised, what kind of fairy luck Xie Ruoqing was, she was saying that she had no connections or resources, and the resources and connections were automatically delivered to her door!

If she can really have a good relationship with the Grand Slam actor Feng Zhe, is she worried that she has no resources?

When her mind became hot, Wen Meixin nodded excitedly, "Then I will trouble Director Zhu!"

Soon, the three of them walked upstairs.

Because Wen Meixin has a lot of things with her and a small stroller, it is inconvenient to hold her son, but the child is still held by Xianyu.

The little guy kissed her very much, and after drinking the milk, he stayed in her arms all the time, neither crying nor making trouble.

At this moment, the little guy was a little drowsy, but he forced his eyelids to prevent himself from falling down.

Out of the corner of Feng Zhe's eyes, he saw the three people walking towards him, his heartbeat started to speed up, but his face was still as indifferent as ever.

"Mr. Feng, this is Xie Ruoqing, and this is her former agent Wen Meixin. Teacher Feng doesn't need me to introduce her..."

Zhu Junzhuo happily introduced the three of them.

Isn't Xian Yu stupid? Forced to ask why you said something like that, she just nodded to Feng Zhe indifferently, and sat down opposite him.

Not to mention deliberate seduction, she didn't even give him extra eyes, and concentrated on teasing the baby in her arms.

Feng Zhe was not a talkative person either, the two were relatively silent, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

The matter of enlivening the atmosphere fell on Zhu Junzhuo and Wen Meixin.

The two were able to speak well, and soon began to talk about the past, Xian Yu would echo it from time to time, showing just the right smile.

It won't make people feel that she is too high and difficult to approach like Feng Zhe, and it won't be too flattering and out of proportion.

And the cub in her arms was already sleepy to the extreme, her little head was bit by bit, and was blocked by Xian Yuying's white soft weed when she was about to hit the table.

"Pfft!"

The little guy blew a saliva bubble, and just put his head on Xianyu's palm and fell asleep peacefully.

The eyes were soft, Xian Yu changed him from a sitting hug to a sideways hug, leaned over slightly and dropped a light kiss on the child's forehead.

On the opposite side, Feng Zhe looked at this scene secretly, and somehow felt that his heart was also full.

But in just a few days, he has witnessed too many faces of women.

The decadent and **** side, the cowardly side of collapse, the side full of motherly love...

It seems that no matter which side, it can easily hit the unknown point in his heart.

It was a realistic look, which made Wen Meixin shudder.

Legend has it that Emperor Fengying was so cold that he was so inhumane, and even shy away from women.

But he stared at Xiaoqing so intently, wouldn't he like Xiaoqing? !

Zhu Junzhuo also clearly saw Feng Zhe's interest in Xie Ruoqing, and said with a smile.

"Xiaoqing, is this your son?"

Xian Yu was stunned and shook her head.

Wen Meixin hurriedly said, "This is my son. Xiaoqing has never given birth to a child. She and her husband are preparing to divorce."

As she spoke, she took the initiative to take the son in Xianyu's arms and put it in the stroller.

divorce?

The two were surprised again.

Feng Zhe quickly understood, so did he move out?

Several people were not familiar with each other, and it was too inappropriate to talk about each other's feelings in the past, so Zhu Junzhuo could only change the subject.

"By the way, Mr. Feng, you have a wide network of contacts. Xiaoqing is going to make a micro-movie, but she lacks a director. If there is a director who newcomers want to try out, would you recommend one for her?"

microfilm?

Feng Zhe's eyes narrowed slowly.

A series of coincidences made him have to wonder if Xie Ruoqing was approaching him with ulterior motives.

"This kind of low-cost production, in addition to looking for students who have not graduated from the directing department, I am afraid that directors with little achievements will not accept it."

He raised his brows, he took a sip of coffee slowly, and his tone was very contemptuous.

The atmosphere instantly cooled down.

Zhu Junzhuo and Wen Meixin looked embarrassed, Xian Yu clenched her fingers into fists for three seconds, then released them, shrugged her head and didn't speak.

"Cough... It's true, it's alright Xiaoqing, I'll look back and see if my unskilled apprentices are willing to help..."

Zhu Junzhuo smiled embarrassedly, biting his head to save the scene.

In my heart, what is going on with Feng Zhe? He is clearly interested in others, so why didn't he seize the opportunity and bury him instead?

It seems that there is no reason why he has been single for so many years.

[Wow, the grown-up used his hot face to stick someone's cold ass?! 】

Eggy floated in mid-air gloating.

Xian Yu raised her hand slightly to gather the broken hair beside her ear, and locked Eggy into the small dark room.

If you want to talk more, the old lady is very upset now.

Sooner or later, press him to the ground first, then fuck, then fuck, then **** again!

"Thank you Director Zhu... Sister Meixin, you've been out for a long time. Let's go back. The child is still young, so it's not good to stay outside for a long time."

With an alienated smile, Xian Yu got up.

"Ah? Oh...Okay, then let's go first, Teacher Feng and Director Zhu. Goodbye."

Wen Meixin reacted slowly, nodded in agreement, and quickly got up.

She took the initiative to help her pick up the child, and Xian Yu left without turning her head.

Behind him, Feng Zhe looked at his eyes like a shadow, like a light on his back.

Zhu Junzhuo wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't speak.

When Feng Zhe did this, he naturally had his own ideas.

He wanted to try to see if that woman was deliberately approaching him.

If his vision is true, she will definitely find another chance to entangle herself in the future.

Inexplicably, he began to look forward to the days to come.

But the next time, the two never met again.

Xian Yu seemed to have completely disappeared from his world. Whether she was going out or on the terrace, Feng Zhe never saw her again.

There was no movement next door, Feng Zhe even wondered if the woman died in the house!