"Director Cheng, I understand what you mean, but..." the manager sighed and said, "To tell you the truth, Ting Xu and I don't have any disagreements as rumored. It's just that her affairs are not my responsibility."

"It's not under your control?" Cheng Weiyue was stunned, and asked in confusion: "Excuse me, why?"

"Tingxu's status is quite special, and I don't know the details, but she is an artist who was directly designated by the company's senior management to be in charge. A few months ago, an order was issued from the top to stop all work of Tingxu.

The agent's face showed an apology: "Director Cheng, I have read this script of yours. It is indeed very good, but unfortunately, I cannot be the lead actor."

Cheng Weiyue almost understood, this was indeed beyond her expectation.

She stirred the coffee in front of her, put down the spoon in her hand for a long time, and took a step back: "Then can you give me her contact information? Don't worry, I will contact her myself and won't involve you. I just saw it too

Now that it's out, in fact, you still really want Tingxu to develop well, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have met me like this."

There was some hesitation on the agent's face: "Director Cheng, would you like to contact Ting Xu yourself? But I haven't contacted her for a long time."

"I will find a way." Cheng Weiyue looked at her agent with a sincere expression: "Please give me and Tingxu a chance."

The agent didn't know what he was thinking, and the expression on his face changed several times.

Finally, her expression became firm, with a hint of despair: "Okay, give me your contact information."

Beicheng, suburban house.

Meng Tingxu was sitting next to the fireplace, the rocking chair rocking her casually. She was in it, her face looked drowsy and sleepy.

Qin He came out of the kitchen on the side with hot noodles in his hand.

"Xu Xu, you can't stop eating while you're angry with me. How about we eat something?"

He spoke in a gentle voice, squinting his eyes slightly, and the tear stains under his peach blossom eyes were like a dream.

He really has a confusing face.

Meng Tingxu turned over and the quilt fell off, revealing a beautiful white waist-cut cheongsam.

She didn't look at Qin He, but said in a calm voice: "Did you come back from M state last night?"

"I came back as soon as I was busy. I miss you very much." Qin He hugged her tighter and said in a lingering tone: "Xuxu, don't talk to me like this, I will be sad."

"I'm the one who should be sad, right?" Meng Tingxu sneered softly, as if she had heard something funny: "Qin He, who are you pretending to show?"

Qin He put the noodles aside, his eyebrows lowered, and the light of the crystal lamp fell on his face, scattering fragmented light spots, making him even more fragile.

"I'm not pretending, I'm really sad." Qin He sighed: "It was my fault for lying to you that we were married, but two years have passed, Xu Xu, I have apologized to you many times, why are you still

Don’t give up? Let’s live a good life just like before, can’t we?”

Meng Tingxu's breath was unsteady, her back was undulating, and she was trying her best to control her out-of-control emotions.

After a long while, she stood up indifferently and walked inside without looking back.

But before he could even take two steps, he was hugged tightly from behind.

"Where are you going?" Qin He's voice was full of paranoia: "Xuxu, be good and don't say anything. Don't make me worry about you."

Meng Tingxu saw his hands clasped around her waist, with clear meridians, cold white skin, and no flaws at all, like a perfect work of art.

"Do I not even have the freedom to sleep and rest now? Or do you have to tie me with a rope so that you can feel at ease?"

Her unabashed venting of dissatisfaction finally made the man close his eyes in pain.

His breathing gradually became unsteady, "That's not what I meant."

"Then give me my phone back." Meng Tingxu said coldly: "If that's not what you mean, give me back my phone."

"Why do you want a mobile phone?" Qin He tried to refuse. He kissed the end of her hair and said with an obsessed expression, "I will get Xu Xu whatever she wants. You don't need a mobile phone at all."

"I want to contact my agent, I want to work!" Meng Tingxu's tone increased: "Qin He, you can't be too selfish. You can't let me be like a piece of wood, listening to you in everything, losing myself, just

Stay with you!"

Meng Tingxu couldn't see the expression on Qin He's face at this moment, so he didn't know what kind of dark and paranoid light flashed in his eyes.

He raised his lips and smiled, and said in a gentle voice: "Okay, then I will return the phone to you."

The group had already greeted her, so no one without a good eye would dare to disturb her now.

Qin He thought, it would be better to let Meng Tingxu get her cell phone, so that she could give up her worries and stop worrying about irrelevant things.

"Are you serious?" Probably because he agreed too readily, Meng Tingxu turned her face sideways, feeling a mixture of surprise and suspicion.

"Really," Qin He kissed her eyebrows and said thoughtfully: "Before, I was just afraid that I would go on a business trip to M state, and you would have random thoughts if you went out alone. But now that I'm back, of course you can do whatever you want.

Ting Xu, I will not imprison you, let alone restrain you."

How could Meng Tingxu find even the slightest mistake in Qin He's flawless speech?

His words were so perfect that people had to believe them.

"Do you really think so?"

"certainly."

Qin He said with a smile.

And everything that happened next was also within Qin He's expectation.

There is no work and no travel.

He held Meng Tingxu in his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, looked at the disappointment on her face, and coaxed: "Xu Xu, do you want to work? Can I arrange it for you? How about shooting for a magazine? You like it?"

Which one, I will contact you."

In the two years since Meng Tingxu debuted, her resources have always been unmatched.

Although she doesn't have any outstanding works, she is constantly receiving various high-end endorsements, making her a real darling in the fashion industry.

Qin He put a lot of effort into building her crown, but with vague selfishness, he held the most precious gem in his hand and refused to give it to her.

Meng Tingxu lowered her eyes and said nothing, as if she didn't hear Qin He's question.

The latter was not angry either, and showed an extremely indulgent attitude: "If Xu Xu doesn't know, you can think about it carefully. In a few days, I'll finish the things at hand and accompany you to shoot the magazine, okay?"

It's like coaxing a child.

Qin He used the method of giving a slap and then a candy very well.

At this moment, the sudden ringtone broke the dead silence between the two.

It's an unfamiliar number from Jingcheng.

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!