"Your house is here, hurry up and go back. I guess Chu Ziqi is waiting for you." After stopping outside the villa, Chen Yu stroked his slightly cool arm, and suddenly put a coat on her shoulder.

"I've sent my sister-in-law back, so I won't disturb your two worlds much." Seeing Chu Ziqi standing behind Chen Yu, Jiang Chan seemed to have not seen his arms around Chen Yu's waist, and greeted Chu Ziqi as usual.

"When you go back, you will not be allowed to have dinner with Xixi and I." Chu Ziqi had a stern face, his tone was very gentle, and what he responded to was the exhaust of the car left by Jiang Chan.

Chen Yu felt uncomfortable when he was hugged by Chu Ziqi. He had agreed to get married, but he didn't say that he wanted to develop the relationship between men and women?

Seeing that Chen Yu was about to struggle, Chu Ziqi's arms tightened: "Sister Huang is watching. She is grandma's person. If grandma knows that we have a bad relationship..."

Chen Yu immediately changed his expression and hugged Chu Ziqi's arm: "Let's go in, husband..."

The last sentence of the last sentence, Chen Yu, got goosebumps all over his body. Who would have thought that Chu Ziqi still had a look of enjoyment?

"I went out to play for a day today, are you happy?" Although I knew Chen Yu's whereabouts for a day, Chu Ziqi still had to ask. He had to do a full set of shows. If he aroused his prey's vigilance, it would be bad.

"Of course I'm happy. Fuling even gave me a gift. You see, that's it!" Walking into the living room, Chen Yu raised his wrist with treasure. Under the light, the diamond bracelet was shining.

Chu Ziqi narrowed her eyes: "I like it very much?"

"Of course I like it. This is a gift from a friend, and it is of great significance!" Chen Yu carefully fiddled with the diamond on the bracelet, his tone full of joy.

"Okay, let's not talk about it. Mrs. Huang's dinner has been prepared long ago. I'll wait for you to come back for dinner." Holding Chen Yu's hand, Chu Ziqi and the others sat down at the dining table.

Halfway through dinner, Chu Ziqi's cell phone suddenly rang. Chu Ziqi glanced at the screen of the phone and looked up at Chen Yu's feast. He frowned without a trace: "I'll take a call from work, you can have a meal first."

Walking into the secluded garden, Chu Ziqi dialed Jiang Chan's cell phone.

"Did you find it? Does Xixi know?"

"I didn't tell her. I knew it just after I picked her out in the morning. I said to Chu Ziqi, can you not be so troublesome when you have a relationship? You still sent someone to follow her? To put it nicely, it's called secret protection, but to put it badly, it means not respecting people."

Jiang Chan fiddled with a pot of mimosa on the windowsill with her fingers, "Think about it yourself, you can understand the news about your partner as you do anytime and anywhere. Who dares to fall in love?"

"You don't understand, I'm..." Chu Ziqi wanted to explain, but Jiang Chan interrupted him: "Don't explain to me, you can do it yourself. I'll tell you what to do, you know what to do."

"Although I haven't been with Chen Yu for a long time, I can see that she is a person with strong self-esteem. If you do this, you will disrespect and trust others. In the future, she will find out that you will feel good. If you don't say this, Lao Fang will ask me to have a meal."

He simply hung up the phone. Seeing Lao Fang calling her downstairs, Jiang Chan walked downstairs a few steps. Chu Ziqi, who hung up the phone, walked around the courtyard for a few times, then made another call, and then went back.

Jiang Chan didn't know what Chu Ziqi did later. She was just reminding Chu Ziqi that as for the future development, she would not participate in it anymore. Just watch the show and be honest as a good crowd.

In the next week, Jiang Chan was stuck at home to ponder the script. It was really a matter of not leaving one or two. Every day, Zhang Ma asked her to call outside the door.

After a week of hard work, Jiang Chan made the first draft of the script, but she still needed to modify and polish it later, and these were done slowly later.

It is impossible to get a good script out at once. In fact, there are many very excellent movies in Jiang Chan's original real world, but Jiang Chan cannot plagiarize other people's achievements.

It is more reassuring to be able to carve the script down-to-earth.

On that day, Jiang Chan was modifying the script on the computer, and there were many drafts of storyboards scattered around the computer. Just as Jiang Chan was fully focused, the door of the study was suddenly pushed open.

Zhao Yi was standing outside the study room with his hands in his pockets. Seeing that Jiang Chan was not raising his head, Zhao Yi went in uninvited: "Foling, I'm really thinking about the script. I heard from Zhang's mother that you haven't gone out for two weeks?"

Seeing Jiang Chan ignore him, Zhao Yi didn't feel embarrassed. He simply dragged a chair and sat down opposite Jiang Chan. Seeing the neat draft of the script next to him, Zhao Yi picked it up and flipped it out.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t watch it, but when you see Zhao Yi’s thoughts sink.

The sunset gradually sets westward, and slowly a ray of setting sun shines into the study, and the whole room seems to be bathed in the afterglow of the sunset. Jiang Chan finally modified the entire script, she stretched and was suddenly startled by Zhao Yi's direct gaze opposite.

"When did you come? Why don't I know? How long have you been here?" Jiang Chan took back her arm and sat upright. She and Zhao Yi were not very familiar with each other. When facing strangers, Jiang Chan still hoped that her demeanor would have no problem.

"I came at noon, but unfortunately you are too serious and have been busy with your script," Zhao Yi supported his chin with both hands: "Fu Ling, did you really write this script? It's so amazing, right? You are not a director you studied in college, but a screenwriter you studied, right?"

With the countless scripts he has read, Zhao Yi is sure that if this script is made, the movie will definitely be very classic. For such a good script, Zhao Yi decided that even if he had zero pay, he would star in this movie.

"Where is that exaggerated? I have been elected as a screenwriter before. I have been thinking about this story for several years. It is only now that the technology is mature that I want to shoot it."

"What do you mean by special effects?" Zhao Yi is very good at grasping the key points. "I see that the background of your script is very large. It should cost a lot of money to make this special effects. Mr. Lao Fang is willing to invest?"

Jiang Chan smiled and felt particularly confident: "Although I don't have much money, I still have money to invest in this movie."

In fact, the special effects are the most expensive, but who made Jiang Chan get back in the interstellar era? In the interstellar era, she not only had the achievements of pharmacists, but also did not get into the interstellar technologies.
Chapter completed!