Chapter 8: Counterattack against popular female stars (7)

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Wen Ying and the photographer's elder brother greeted him, paused the recording, and walked to Zou Weidong.
In front of the frozen food cabinet, Zou Weidong was bending over to pick up three packs of quick-frozen dumplings and put them in the cart. Today he is wearing a shirt, no tie, and sleeves brought to the elbow. In the context of supermarkets, it is extremely harmonious.
Wen Ying walked next to him: "Why eat frozen food again, how about Lisao?"
In memory, the president does not like extravagance and waste, and will not call a store like the book to a store that can not be queued up and ask for an expensive takeaway. But when the original owner was still by his side, he asked the babysitter, and he would buy some frozen food at home only when the babysitter was on vacation.
"Something happened to her family and she returned to her hometown." He glanced aside and saw her, and the answer was natural. The atmosphere under the eyes of the two people is a familiar one compared to the claws in the hotel.
It may be that during this period she continued to play a role in texting with him.
She glanced at one of the dumplings, and squinted him, "You don't look at the date well, this package is about to expire. Buy it back and eat it as croton?"
The president gave a glance at her hand, and it was rare that he was speechless and didn't expect that he would make such a low-level mistake.
Wen Ying put the bag back and took the other two bags out of the car.
"There are problems?" He wondered.
"No nutrition, you want to eat dumplings, I'll pack you a little and put them in the refrigerator. It must be better than the factory."
Zou Weidong's expression changed slightly, and she noticed that the atmosphere had changed.
She raised her head slightly and smiled charmingly: "I heard that a famous director was casting a cast recently. President Zou invested in it. Why, don't you allow me to please investors?"
He frowned, and his tone calmed down, "Follow you."

Wen Ying still bought flour and dumpling filling and mentioned Fang Xingjia together. Fang Xing and Zou Weidong both have a small villa in Jindu Garden, which is why they will meet in the nearby supermarket.
Fang Xing's assistant opened the door for her, "Brother Fang Xing is still on the set, let me open the door first and come back later."
Wen Ying raised the ingredients in her hands and shook him: "Just, I'm going to cook first. Xiao Wu, you are not allowed to make small reports with him, otherwise I will let him deduct your salary!"
The threat of "Boss Lady" came too suddenly, the assistant nodded again and again, saying that he would not!
Fang woke up home, knowing that the surrounding camera was probably full of cameras, or fell unintentionally on the sofa, so tired that he didn't want to move a finger. Will only call lazily: "Xiao Wu, haven't Sakura Sakura yet come?"
As his words fell, a cry of exclamation came from the location of the restaurant.
Fang Xing an excited spirit jumped from the sofa and ran to the kitchen to see, Wen Ying clutched her left index finger, as if she had been cut.
Her facial features were fierce and bright. She frowned at this moment, with a faint mist in her eyes. She looked over at a glance, and suddenly she collapsed most of his heart.
Wen Ying initially heard his voice entering the house, wanted to scare him, and wanted to wait until he was in a hurry before laughing at him again.
Unexpectedly, he took a big step, his brow furrowed tightly, and the moment of condensing due to the careful tension made her stunned for a moment, but he didn't pay attention, and his fingers were covered by him.
Wen Ying smirked after stunned, "Hey, you are stupid, anyway check if I am really injured?"
He realized it now, and let go of her finger like an electric shock, it was smooth as before.
He pretended to show his hand pretendingly: "That's a pity."
Wen Yingbai gave him a glance, "Go away! The kitchen is now my site, and you are not allowed to come in again." She hurried with a spatula. Her image has always been bright and beautiful, and it's rare to see this plastered and greasy look in the apron.
"This is a bit unreasonable ..." He was pushed out in the rebuttal.
As soon as the kitchen door was closed, Fang Xing's expression changed.
Fang Xing's performance was successfully recorded with the camera mounted on the restaurant: his face seemed to be self-controlling, and he suddenly turned red, slapped it on his forehead, and the expression on his face was clearly engraved with the words "stupid". . Later, he didn't think it was enough. He took the head and knocked up the marble dining table. It was completely regretful after doing stupid things.
A fan commented when he saw this scene afterwards: "What should I do, I think we are stupid to wake up, it seems that we really like to smell Sakura, ah, ah, I really want to cry. But his emotional expression really loves me haha Hahahaha. Please give me a dozen such stupid wakeups! "
When Wen Ying put the dishes up, Fang Xing had regained his handsome appearance, posing as a foodie and reviewing the dishes one by one. When he really started to eat, he just took a bite, and his face showed an expression that was hard to say.
Wen Yingming smiled threateningly: "You spit it out and try?"
He swallowed it reluctantly, and she fed a pair of chopsticks to his mouth, "Open your mouth, ah--"
Fang Xing: "..."
After lunch, the two laughed and cleaned the sanitation together, and played games for a while, from the Three Kingdoms to the Monopoly to the Uno card, and they were all in full swing!
After the recording, he sorted out the cards, she went to the kitchen and brought out a bag of flour, got the bag ready to leave,
He sat on the floor with his legs bent and asked casually: "Zou Weidong also has a house in this piece, do you know?" In fact, he wants to ask more, have you been there?
"Ok."
Her attitude was too frank, he strayed away from the next moment and happened to fall on the bag of flour. He asked, "Why did you buy the flour and why?"
Wen Ying smiled and answered, "This, go home and make dumplings."

Wen Ying wore a sunglasses mask and pressed a hat to ring the doorbell of Zou Weidong's house.
When she met Zou Weidong in the supermarket, she knew that the proposal to let the show crew do "surprise lunch" was not in vain. The original owner was still too stupid to pay what he should pay, but what he deserved was robbed by Zhou Pei's mouth.
Zou Weidong opened the door to her remotely, and when she walked into the room, there was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of her mouth: "Don't you see anyone?"
"For the sake of being a cook lady for me, I also ask Zou to be merciful." Wen Ying smiled at him with his eyes closed, and walked into the kitchen swayingly.
Zou Weidong leaned on the door frame and looked at her.
He always knew that he knew the woman, was ambitious and willing to let go, but he was not smart enough or resilient. Once such a person suffers a blow and falls from the apex, they will fall apart and start to break down psychologically. When he decided to hold Zhou Pei, he thought about her ending-probably shutting herself at home all day, expecting her agent to help her solve the problem, or turning around and begging him.
I never thought he would look away one day.
Zhou Pei called him two days ago due to public opinion pressure and pour out to him: "I just want to play my own drama, even if I can't compare with her, don't I even have the qualification to work hard?"
After promising to resolve it as soon as possible, he noticed the movement of his little canary.
He is a layman who does not understand the progress of acting skills. She has changed a lot in public relations attitude and wording. At that time, he did not know how many times he paid for her "speaking amazingly". The reality TV show made him take a look at her.
Wen Ying was halfway up to see the boss of the president in a daze, slipped over quietly, hooked his face with a hand covered with flour, and then turned around and ran.
Before two steps, he was hugged and hugged.
Her waist is particularly sensitive. He didn't know how many times he had rubbed it before. She laughed softly in his arm and tried to stand up straight: "I'm just kidding, why are you so stingy!"
"Hmm?" He sprayed a slightly hot breath around her neck, and his tone revealed another danger. "Who are you kidding?"
She surrendered: "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, you are about to let go of me, I have no energy to cook for you."
"Then don't do it." He tightened his arms and kissed her neck with her head down, instantly sucking a kiss mark expertly. He turned down the neckline and landed on his shoulder.
She was numb, but her nails were caught in his arm and she whispered, "Zou Weidong!"
He let go of his hand and allowed her to stand steadily to help the table, and then went to unbutton the button on the top of the shirt. He said slowly: "Isn't that what you want? Is it for the audition, I will remember to go with Zheng Daoti. "
Wen Ying turned around and looked at his movements, closing his eyes, and the trace of weakness that appeared was covered up. But she knew that the other party must be visible.
"If it was Zhou Pei, would you do the same to her?"
Zou Weidong's hand stopped, and his eyes cooled, "Don't mention her, she is different from you."
"She is different from me?" Wen Ying mocked. "Yes, she is different from me. I have to betray myself to have the opportunity to climb up. She doesn't need to do anything, and President Zou will help her pave the way!"
"Are you complaining? You want me to benefit from this, and give it voluntarily. I didn't force you." He frowned, "Zhou Pei didn't think about what to get from me. When we met, she still After being a stand-in for you, she knew who I am and what I can bring to her for a whole year, but her attitude towards me has not changed. "
There are too few female celebrities in the entertainment industry who simply dream of dreams and refuse to fall into the quagmire. Because of this, after he and Zhou Pei had a deep relationship, they couldn't help but want to help her.
Of course, he really liked her. He admires smart women. Zhou Pei has great wrists, knows what he wants, and knows the bottom line.
"If I knew I had been chatting with you for a year, I would get everything. Why should I sleep with you?" Wen Ying raised her head, revealing her white neck, and the dark flower he had just fallen on was like mocking She, she also laughed. "You are right. I am not the same as her. I am far less intelligent than her."
He wanted to refute it again, but suddenly she couldn't bear to look at her sad look.
Men are like that. They admire clever and intelligent women, but they are also moved to be indifferent to the somewhat naive women like Wen Ying.
At this moment, Wen Ying's naivety even made him feel stupid and cute.
"You always followed me for a few years, and this time I used your fame to hype. I did too much. If you want Zheng Dao's audition, I will go and tell him personally, as compensation for you. "He eased his tone.
Wen Ying listened and slid down the countertop with her face covered.
"I know, I know that you are laughing at me like them. Obviously, I am greedy for shortcuts, and I want to go to the sky one step. Obviously, I have not kept what I got in exchange for my body. But I have to complain to others here. You are willing to help Zhou unconditionally Bae, who do you want to be kind to? That ’s your choice. Who am I? What are the qualifications to intervene? "
He looked down at her crouching at his feet, curling up, making him want to reach out and touch her head.
"But, I'm not reconciled." She seemed to be crying and laughing, "Don't I be stupid? You thought that the time I spent with you was a money transaction, but-say I can't help myself Fortunately, at that time, I really, really regarded you as my boyfriend. I was hypocritical, deceiving ourselves, we are dating, I did not betray myself. In order to deceive myself, I also broke up with my boyfriend who had been in contact for three years. "She chuckled." I'm really stupid. What other archway did I set up? If I were to hide Lu Ze, I now have a movie emperor's boyfriend. "
His heart touched faintly.
She bit her lip, wiped her tears with her back in her hands, and her hair curled on her face looked particularly embarrassed. "I knew later that I was too naive. I will go to deliver you meals, and the people at the reception will not let me in. I give You call, your secretary answered the phone, and he told me that not all messy women can meet you if they want to see you, and advise me to be a little bit not to trouble you if something happens. I suddenly understood. "
Zou Weidong outlined the scene at that time in his mind, sighed and squatted down to hug her over.
"Why don't you tell me." Although he didn't care about her, he wouldn't let others look at her.
"I thank her." She was held in his arms by him, neither resisting nor obeying. "After that, I woke up, people have to see their position clearly. I can deceive myself, but I can't deceive others. Lu Ze scolded. I'm right. I'm a woman who is nasty and dirty for the sake of being famous. "
"Sakura ..."
He used a low voice to call her nickname. If he hadn't been by the bed, he never called her that.
She shook her head, trying to stand up, and said, "I'm really sorry for President Zou today. Dumplings probably can't be done, and they still make you complain to me." She got up too fast, her squatting legs shivered, She supported the counter.
However, Zou Weidong picked her up and said before she struggled: "Don't be brave, I don't mean anything else." He glanced at her lightly and suddenly smiled, "My face is almost rubbing mud, I can't get down mouth."
She wiped all the flour up when she wiped her tears, but it wasn't nearly rubbing out.
Wen Ying was stunned, and then buried herself in his arms, biting on his shoulder with a sulking bite, "No laugh!"
In an instant, he felt a little bit more unclear emotions in his heart.

Wen Ying packed her makeup and walked out of the villa.
As soon as the iron gate closed, she turned her head and Jour froze.
The iron door stretched over the white wall, Fang Xing leaned back and leaned his head down, with a cigarette between his fingers. Hearing the "squeak" sound of closing the door, he raised his head and looked at her, burning half the ashes, shattering into the grass.
"You really are here."