Ji Ying's well-maintained hands were still white and tender. She tapped the edge of the tea cup with her fingers and asked in a long voice: "Oh? How do you plan to cooperate?"

It has to be said that Ji Nansheng's words touched her heart.

Although she has arranged the chess piece of Meiyuan below, if Ji Nansheng can help her, it will break up the insurance of this couple even more.

"Auntie, look at this."

Ji Nansheng took out a thick notebook and pushed it across the table.

Ji Ying turned two pages and frowned, "The script of "Travel to Beichuan"?"

"Journey to Beichuan" is the movie that Song Yunyan and he just finished filming.

Currently, it is already in post-production, plus publicity and promotion, and is only waiting to be released in two months.

Because it is an ambitious ancient blockbuster with huge investment, the script is kept secret and no one outside the crew has seen it.

"Yes, the script." Ji Nansheng's gentle face darkened and he said coldly, "After my aunt has finished reading the script, you can read a novel called "The Heroine"."

Ji Ying was slightly startled.

Ji Nansheng did not stay any longer and left soon.

As soon as he left, Ji Ying stared at the script for a few times and immediately called her assistant.

…

Love Island.

After Song Yunyan took the photoshoot, it took two days for the final film to be repaired.

"This one's not bad? Is it included in the photo album?"

In the living room of the hotel private room, Kelly sat on the sofa with her and clicked on a photo on the computer with the mouse.

Song Yunyan was not interested. She glanced at it and complained, "How wonderful! She's dressed like a nun!"

"What about this one?"

Kelly was so funny that she changed the picture again.

Although she was dressed conservatively in this picture, it was still a short skirt that exposed her arms and long legs. She nodded with a cold face.

"Where's this one?"

"It is ok."

"..."

Because of Mr. Jiang's intervention, there are really not many photos that can be used.

The two of them picked for a long time, but only selected a dozen or so.

While putting away the computer, Kelly asked casually: "Where did Mr. Jiang go?"

"The seaside." Song Yunyan said, "I go there every day. I take Acheng with me to survey the terrain and plan to build a resort here."

Kelly nodded, and after a moment, she felt a little confused, "If you want to build a resort, you should go to the sunny side of the island. I think Mr. Jiang always goes to the shady side."

Song Yunyan didn't understand these.

She didn't pay much attention and said nonchalantly: "Maybe you want to find another way?"

Kelly nodded indifferently.

"Then I will send these photos to the Ministry of Commerce and let them start making a photo album and then prepare it for distribution?"

"no."

Song Yunyan was about to agree, when a low sound sounded above her head.

Looking up from the sofa, he saw Jiang Rongqing in sun protection clothing.

He goes out in the scorching sun every day, but his skin color is still cold and white, which makes even a woman like her jealous.

"What is Mr. Jiang going to do again?"

She was helpless, stood up and asked.

Jiang Rongqing ignored her and extended his hand to Kelly.

Kelly subconsciously handed the tablet to her.

After looking through the photos chosen by the two of them, he showed no expression and said matter-of-factly: "Send these to me. As for the photo album... forget it, there is no need to publish it."

"Mr. Jiang!"

Seeing him Shi Shiran hand the computer back to Kelly, Song Yunyan couldn't bear it.

"You interfered with my choice of clothing, but you still want to prevent the release? Then did I come to Love Island in vain?"

Seeing this, Kelly had the good sense to leave long ago.

She didn't even dare to think about how Yun Yan could act so wantonly when facing Mr. Bingshan Jiang?

The two of them were the only ones left in the living room. Jiang Rongqing put down any dignity in front of outsiders, smiled and raised his hand to pinch the little woman's cheek.

"Don't move your hands or feet!"

Song Yunyan ducked away with a cold face.

"Okay, why are you angry with me?"

Jiang Rongqing ruffled her hair as if to comfort him, then took her hand and walked out, "Didn't I ruin your photo shoot? I'll give you one more shot."

"What to make up for? I don't want it! Hey, I won't go -"

Song Yunyan refused to be honest, so in the end, the man bowed and carried her on his shoulders.

The world turned upside down in an instant, and she exclaimed, raising her hand to slap the man's strong and broad back.

"Put me down! Hey-"

Struggling and shouting all the way, the two passed by a beach blown by the sea breeze, and then passed a coconut grove.

Finally, deep in the green coconut grove, Song Yunyan saw a glass house.

The transparent walls and roof reveal the artistically arranged bouquets and furniture inside.

"This is……"

The beautiful picture is like the candy house in the fairy tale that I longed for when I was a child.

Song Yunyan even forgot to struggle, staring straight at the dream house and murmuring questions.

"Mr. Jiang, everything is ready. Now... would you like your wife to try on the dress?"

Acheng walked out of the house next to the glass house, glanced unnaturally at the landlady who was being carried by the boss on his shoulders, and asked stammeringly.

"Hey! Put me down!"

Feeling extremely embarrassed by Acheng's eyes, Song Yunyan slapped him twice more and demanded with a blushing face.

Jiang Rongqing smiled half-heartedly and put her firmly on the ground.

As if he was afraid that she would run away, he immediately held her hand again.

"Well, I'll take her to the fitting room."

After saying that, he personally pulled Song Yunyan towards the house in the forest.

"What dress should I try on? What photos should I take? I haven't even prepared yet—"

I kept asking questions, but the man didn't say a word.

However--

As soon as he entered the door of the fitting room, Song Yunyan's questions stopped abruptly, and instead he took a breath of surprise.

The room was full of clothes racks and mannequins, all hung with all kinds of wedding dresses, Chinese wedding suits, and cheongsams embroidered with golden dragons and phoenixes.

At the same time, there are also pairs of men's tuxedos, suits, and Chinese-style gowns.

"This, this is?"

His heart was beating wildly, Song Yunyan's eyes were filled with hot flashes, and she looked in disbelief at the man who was so busy.

"Why are you so stunned!"

The man slapped her on the top of her head in a funny way and said in a casual tone, "Who do you see getting married without wedding photos, huh?"

She thought it was just a contract marriage, but she didn't expect Jiang Rongqing to be so serious.

Get the certificate, wedding banquet, honeymoon, wedding dress.

All available.

Holding back the sourness in her eyes, Song Yunyan smiled sincerely and said softly: "Thank you, Jiang Rongqing."

"Mrs. Jiang, is the name you call your husband too foreign?"

Jiang Rongqing raised her hand and wiped away a tear hanging from her eyelashes, trying to tease her without smiling.

The little woman opened her mouth slightly, as if she didn't understand what he meant.

He lowered his head, couldn't help but kiss the bright red mouth, and whispered in her ear: "Wife, think about what you should call me."

His face suddenly became hot, Song Yunyan pursed her lips, and finally squeezed out a sound from the gap between her lips: "...Husband."

In the carefully decorated glass flower room, Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang took their wedding photos.

After getting the samples, Song Yunyan returned to the hotel and flipped through them one by one, holding the tablet and reluctant to put it down.

"Do you think this would be a good idea to hang in the living room at home?"

Pointing to a photo of a Chinese dress, Song Yunyan asked expectantly.

Jiang Rongqing rubbed her hair and was about to answer when there was a rapid knock on the door.
Chapter completed!