Su Qiu knew that Jiang Zhiyan was angry.

Unlike before, the atmosphere was wrong from the beginning, from the beginning, in the underground garage... No, it should have been since he called, his tone was strange.

When he saw her today, there was a reason for it.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room of the apartment, Su Qiu remained silent, keeping her bag at hand without moving. Jiang Zhiyan deliberately hung her, poured water, took off her tie, and walked indoors, but he just looked at her indirectly.

I was too lazy to give her a few minutes, even a few seconds.

Su Qiu was in a state of ease, and was even more cramped than when he first came here a long time ago.

At noon today, Sister Sun called her and asked her in a heavy tone: "Are you going to interview Director Zhang's new drama?"

She was caught off guard and was stunned. Although she knew that she would definitely be discovered if she could not hide it, she didn't expect it to be so soon.

Sister Sun didn't say much to her, obviously she didn't have time to listen to her explanation, and just told her: "You know what your situation is now. I won't say that if there are too many, Mr. Jiang already knows it. He will see you later. You can prepare."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Su Qiu was nervous from noon to evening until Jiang Zhiyan called. More than ten minutes later, she saw his car in the underground garage, and her heart was calm.

He stretched his head and shook his head and finally came.

Unfortunately, she had just done her mental construction. As soon as she got into the car and met his face, she became nervous again, and her heart was beating around.

While she was thinking about it, Jiang Zhiyan finally had enough, walked out and stopped on the low steps of the living room and the dining room.

He unbuttoned his shirt, glanced at her, and said in a deep voice: "Come in."

Su Qiu stood up in panic and went into the house with him.

In the bedroom, his dark pajamas were hung on the hood rack. Usually, she would also hang hers when she spent the night here.

Jiang Zhiyan stood there, holding a porcelain cup in one hand, leaning against the edge of the desk. As if he was deliberately torturing her, he slowly tasted coffee, without any haste.

Su Qiu sat by the bed, his fingers moving unconsciously.

I don't know how long it took, with a "click", Jiang Zhiyan put down his cup, and Su Qiu looked up when he heard the sound, met his slightly drooping gaze, and tightened his back.

"Tell me."

She didn't dare to look at him and squeezed out her voice with difficulty: "Say...what."

"What did you say?" Jiang Zhiyan smiled.

He walked two steps closer, pinched her cheek, and made her look up. His eyes were staring at her with a deep look, "Will you be in my ears if I say it?"

"I didn't, no..."

"No? You still try the new drama of Zhang Shujun?" Jiang Zhiyan's face turned cold.

"I just want to-"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhiyan held her back with his other hand and hugged her forward. Su Qiu leaned forward passively, looked at him with his head raised, very close to his waist and abdomen.

"What are you just thinking? You don't know what kind of scene Zhang Shoujun filmed? What I said, it's not allowed to film exposed scenes, you just want to take off?" Jiang Zhiyan sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his hands were getting stronger and stronger.

Su Qiu's cheeks were pinched to make white marks appear, and he frowned in pain: "No, there is only a little bit of intimate scenes... they are all borrowing positions..."

Seeing tears in her eyes, Jiang Zhiyan paused, his hands were slightly loosened, but his eyes were still angry: "I can't say it's right!"

She didn't speak, sniffed and tears fell.

The hot tears fell on his hand. Jiang Zhiyan took a deep breath, suddenly shook her face and took his hand back. He turned around, picked up the coffee and took a big sip, then turned around and said to her: "You call the person named Zhang now and tell him you won't take a photo."

Su Qiu shed tears and sobbed silently.

Jiang Zhiyan stared at her and repeated: "I'll ask you to call—"

She sat there motionlessly, lowering her head slightly, and a whimpering sound came from her throat, tears fell even more fiercely, and half of her face turned red after crying.

"Can you fight?"

“…”

Jiang Zhiyan smiled angry, "Okay, a tough temper, very good."

He approached and pulled her face again, "I want to take pictures, right? I want to take them off and show them to others. Why not invest in you and take pictures with a larger scale?"

Su Qiu was half-choked and could not speak. Jiang Zhi became ruthless and pushed her down.

"I usually feel squeamish on my bed, but now I am willing to take it off? Who do I want to take it off for?" He scolded fiercely, "It's not exciting enough to take it off for me alone? Are you a slutty?"

Behind her was a soft bed, but her throat was so stuck that it was almost impossible to breathe. After seeing again, Jiang Zhiyan had already kneeled on the bed, spreading his legs and kneeling on both sides of her waist.

He reached out to untie the belt. Su Qiu was panicked, shut his mouth tightly, shook his head desperately, and pushed it with his hands to try to break away from him.

He never let her please him in other ways without her willingness.

But today, his movements and momentum were clearly insulting.

Su Qiu gritted his teeth, afraid of being embarrassed and forced, but he could not break free, and tears fell more and more.

In desperation, she turned her head and bit the tiger's mouth on his palm. Jiang Zhiyan let go in pain. She gasped, threw apart, and shouted at him crying: "I'm not the first day I'm a slut! I've been so cheap since I was with you. Don't you know for so long?!"

Jiang Zhiyan was stunned, not caring about being bitten, and raised his hand in anger-

Su Qiu turned his head and closed his eyes and pretended to be dead with tears in his eyes.

The slap still couldn't fall.

Jiang Zhiyan felt so angry that his liver was hurt.

Looking at the pale, tears everywhere, but stubborn face, he had nowhere to vent his anger, and his temples thrust.

Close your eyes and take a deep breath. After a long time, Jiang Zhiyan got up and sat aside, calming down.

He reached out to pull Su Qiu up.

Her eyes were red from crying and he hugged her into her arms.

Jiang Zhiyan hugged her hard, pressed her ear, half-explained and half-coaxed: "You really want to make such a movie. I'll find someone to write a similar story for you to shoot casually, huh?"

"Art is noble, but devotion to art is also a degree." He wiped the tears from her face with his thumb, and his voice was much softer. "Do you have to take off a good show? No, right?"

After kissing her earlobe, Jiang Zhiyan showed his patience, "If you like this type, I will let someone write a script now. If one is not possible, just two? Or three are good?"

As he said, little by little, kissing her cheek inch by inch by tears on her face.

His tone of speech changed back to the warmth, as if he was rubbing his ears: "Don't cry anymore... If he cries again, his eyes will not be beautiful..."

Su Qiu's nose was sore. The more he coaxed her, the more uncomfortable she felt. Instead, tears broke out and she couldn't stop like a gate was opened.

Jiang Zhiyan was slandering, but she couldn't get better. At the same time, she had no choice but to get angry again: "Are you enough?"

He let go and pushed her onto the bed, and he stood up, "This drama is so good, do you have to film it?"

She sat on the bed, lowered her head, and cried so hard that her shoulders were trembling and she didn't speak.

Jiang Zhiyan was so angry that he was neither scolding nor beating. He stood there and looked at her for a long time without saying a word, and shook her hands out.

With a "bang", the door was hit very hard.

Su Qiu didn't look up and didn't move.

What she cried was not a movie, a play, or a character.

Jiang Zhiyan didn't understand at all.

Zhang Shoujun's new movie is not as serious as he said. She has finished watching all the scripts. The intimate scenes in the story are just scenes of kissing and hugging. At most, two people are lying on the bed and chatting face to face.

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Putting aside the scale, she didn't really like this role to the point where she had to play. She took this step and made a try, just trying to...try to find herself back.

Can the days of relying on Jiang Zhiyan be lived forever?

cannot.

Before he got tired of it, she wanted to find a way out for herself, and so should she do so.

Jiang Zhiyan was used to being arrogant, how could he understand her mood? She understood that she had known from the beginning that she was just a toy in his hands. From the moment she promised to stay by his side, she had no dignity at all.

Sacrifice and exchange were voluntary, but...

Su Qiu cried and covered her face.

From the moment she gave up her self-esteem, she and Jiang Zhiyan became unequal.

She once suppressed the feelings that arose during puberty, but now she is revived. How can she deceive herself again?

Her current identity is not qualified to express it at all.

Su Qiu could see her position clearly. She could not get emotional about Jiang Zhiyan, she could only seize the opportunity.

Get faster, get faster, leave him.

...

When Yu Xing and Tong Youjing found Jiang Zhiyan in a rage, he was drinking with Shen Shiyu.

When they saw them, especially Tong Youjing's ugly expression, and were full of murderous intent to Jiang Zhiyan's eyes, Shen Shi got up as he met "Teng", subconsciously stayed away from him, and leaned towards Tong Youjing.

Yu Xing didn't say much and went straight to the point: "What's wrong with you and Su Qiu?"
To be continued...