Ji Yanzheng breathed a lot and said hoarsely: "You promised me that you will stay away from him."

Chu Weilan suddenly laughed: "Oh, I don't remember."

If what had happened just now hadn't happened, she would definitely explain it to him, but now, she doesn't want to say a word.

The anger in Ji Yanzheng's eyes gathered little by little, but in the end he still suppressed it.

"It's just a play, right?" He looked at her deeply.

Chu Weilan couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, so she laughed: "No, it's not stopping."

His thin lips were pursed, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

"Weilan, don't joke like this anymore. Even if you want to stimulate me, don't use this method." After a while, he spoke hoarsely.

"I don't think you were stimulated." Chu Weilan tilted her head.

He looked at her calmly: "Because I believe in you."

Chu Weilan smiled again.

"Is that true? So you trust me so much." Her tone was a little weird.

Ji Yanzheng looked at her forbearably.

He knew that this woman was still angry, so he would better not bother with her.

Ji Yanzheng picked her up horizontally, sent her back to the bed, and took out a hair dryer to help her blow her hair. During this period, he took care of his two children and sometimes helped Qing'er blow her hair, so he became more and more skillful in doing these trivial matters.

However, Chu Weilan's hands couldn't help but clenched.

It seemed that no matter what she did or said, this man looked so calm. Unless she wanted to separate from him, it would be difficult to cause too many emotional changes in him.

Even though he knew she was filming with so many male actors, he never went to the crew to see her. In the past, he would definitely find a way to replace Su Yao.

Chu Weilan felt her throat was blocked. Maybe if this continues, she will go crazy first without waiting for her to hate him.

Ji Yanzheng turned off the hair dryer and his eyes fell on her feet.

She just walked a few steps barefoot.

The lounge was covered with carpets, which were not dirty, but Ji Yanzheng still squatted down, grabbed her ankles, and wiped them with a towel.

Chu Weilan's eyes heated up.

It's the same again.

She would rather he not try to please her in these things, and not give her any hallucinations.

The feeling of being broken again and again is too cruel, so it would be better to let her face reality from the beginning.

She didn't know whether she should be grateful, but now her hallucinations have been completely broken. Therefore, she no longer holds unrealistic hopes.

"Sleep well for a while, and I'll come in and call you later." The man put her legs on the bed and spoke in a deep voice.

Chu Weilan glanced at him, didn't say anything, but lay down silently with his back to him.

Ji Yanzheng paused for a moment, covered her with a blanket, and then turned around and walked out of the lounge.

Tang Ranran came in at some point and was cleaning the glass residue on the floor.

Seeing him come out, she immediately spoke: "President, I'm sorry...I..."

Ji Yanzheng interrupted her coldly: "Who asked you to come in?"

"I knocked on the door, there was no sound inside, I came in... I was worried that you or your wife would step on the glass scum." Tang Ranran explained calmly, "I will pack up immediately."

Ji Yanzheng glanced at her, and there was a little more exploration in his black eyes: "In the future, when my wife and I are together, we are not allowed to disturb anything happens."

"I understand." Tang Ranran responded cautiously.

Ji Yanzheng's face was slightly relaxed. He walked to the back of the desk, thought for a while, and he held the mouse and clicked into the social networking website.

Click on the hot search and he soon saw those photos.

In the first picture, the two of them sat side by side, looking quite intimate. Su Yao had a smile on his face, and there seemed to be light in his eyes when he looked at her. Chu Weilan looked focused, and he tilted his head as if he was about to say something to him.

The second picture is the corners of the woman's lips slightly and her expression looks relaxed.

In the third picture, Su Yao fell into her arms. She seemed a little surprised and annoyed, but the annoyance was not because of being offended, which shows that she actually did not hate Su Yao.

Ji Yanzheng suddenly closed the photo with no expression on his face.

It turns out that the so-called photos that are on the hot search are like this.

Tang Ranran also swept away the glass residue. She quickly looked up at the man and saw his angry expression.

She lowered her eyelashes and left the office without saying a word, but couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

...

After Ji Yanzheng left, Chu Weilan got up from the bed, walked to the sofa to find his cell phone, and called Shang Tianyi.

"I asked that boy Su Yao to apologize to you." Shang Tianyi said, "If you don't mind, I think it's just right to maintain the status quo. It's rare that such positive hype will be good for you and Su Yao... It's Mr. Ji's side..."

"It's okay, he won't mind." Chu Weilan laughed, "Then let it be, there's no need to explain anything."

Shang Tianyi breathed a sigh of relief: "That's best, but... Mr. Ji really doesn't mind?"

"Yes." Chu Weilan's voice was a little hard, "I'll hang up first."

After the phone was hung up, Chu Weilan returned to the bed and sat on the edge of the bed for a while.

Her mind was in chaos, but no matter how painful or reluctant she was, she had to make up her mind.

Chu Weilan took a deep breath, finally stood up and walked out of the lounge.

Ji Yanzheng sat on the sofa, with his legs crossed and one hand on the backrest of the sofa, as if he was ecstatic.

Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head and his dark eyes fell on her.

"Awakening?" Ji Yanzheng spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

Chu Weilan said "Yes": "Are you finished your business? Why don't I go and pick up Achen and Qing'er first."

The man looked at her deeply and suddenly said, "Come here."

Chu Weilan hesitated for a moment, but finally walked over. Ji Yanzheng reached out to grab her wrist, and took her into his arms with a little force.

Chu Weilan did not struggle. She reached out to put her arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and her eyelashes drooped, covering the obscure emotions in her eyes.

Ji Yanzheng's heart suddenly moved.

She seemed to like to hold him like this, and she also liked to bury her face in his chest, as if she wanted to get some kind of comfort in this way.

Ji Yanzheng couldn't help but put his hand on the back of her head, his voice low and slightly hoarse: "I'm still angry?"

Chu Weilan paused for a moment, looked up at him: "I hate your female assistant, can you fire her?"

Unexpectedly, she would make such a request, and her eyebrows frowned slightly: "I just handed over several projects to her. If she fired her, I would probably not be able to find a suitable replacement. Sun Ye has enough tasks. If he could handle it alone, I would not have recruited Tang Ranran at the beginning."
Chapter completed!