Wearing only a gray coat, his arms were warm and wide, and his tall figure stood in the snow, which was particularly eye-catching. After wearing high heels, she looked nearly 170 tall and petite and weak.

"Well--what do you miss me?" He rarely quietly threw himself into Qi Ye's arms. Gu Qianmeng's arms were hanging on both sides of his body, and then climbed carefully on his waist.

During the days when Qi Ye went to Japan to do business, he never even called once.

"For you."

Holding the back of her hand and putting a cold object into her hand, Qi Ye hugged her again, his movements were very gentle, as gentle as a mirage. You must know that a strong and domineering man like him can be considered attentive if he has patience to a woman.

"It's a necklace again-"

At first, when Gu Qianmeng spread his palm, she saw a string of rose petal-shaped necklaces with dazzling colors. Even in the snow and ice, there was no magnificent light, and it showed luxury and brilliance. She looked at the overly expensive gift and did not move.

"Don't like it?" Qi Ye's eyes darkened.

For fear that he would throw it away again unhappily, Gu Qianmeng hurriedly held his palm tightly.

"No, I like it very much, it's just too expensive." Then I took a few steps back from his arms.

Touching the transparent necklace, Gu Qianmeng picked up the thing and took a few bites to confirm the authenticity.

As a result, she couldn't bite her, so she laughed. Qi Ye was always generous. How could he fake the gifts for women?

"But the more expensive I like it, the more I want it. If one day I lack money, I can still go to a jewelry store to exchange it."

With his big eyes showing cunning, Gu Qianmeng proudly put away his necklace and put it on his back, turned to his side, and joked at Qi Ye, "You are so rich, give me a few more, and I will immediately turn into a white and rich beauty."

Following her with both hands, Qi Ye raised his jaw and held her shoulder blade with one hand, without saying a word.

After having dinner with Qi Ye, Gu Qianmeng took a bus back to the villa and saw Gu Jiaren happily going out for a date.

"By the way, Gu Qianmeng."

When he met Gu Qianmeng, Gu Jiaren was also stunned.

He quickly found a few photos from his bag and threw them in front of Gu Qianmeng. Gu Jiaren's eyes were red.

"Don't let me see you, and you will meet him alone again! No matter what your relationship was in the past, but now he is my boyfriend. Don't let me find that you have no love for him, and don't use past feelings to stimulate him! That would be ridiculous. The past is the past, the past is so pale and powerless, and the past cannot represent the present. Can you understand?"

Looking at Gu Qianmeng's every move, Gu Jiaren kept showing her defense. Nangong Chen was almost everything for her. She vowed to keep her last bit of love.

"The present does not mean the past, but the past, in the past, has actually existed!"

Looking at the photos in front of her, Gu Qianmeng didn't expect that Gu Jiaren would be secretly photographed. I guess Gu Jiaren would not dare to take them out in front of Nangong Chen.

"If he knew you were following and taking photos, what would he think?" Walking in front of Gu Jiaren, Gu Qianmeng diligently tidy up her clothes and even her skirt, so considerate, like a sister with deep feelings.

“Go on a date.”

Finally, he reached out and patted her shoulder blades. Gu Qianmeng was satisfied with Gu Jiaren's silence, and then turned around.

"Instead of telling me this, it's better to think about whether tomorrow's press conference will go smoothly." The sharp high heels made a loud sound on the marble floor, and the skirt was spinning gorgeously. Gu Jiaren walked to the iron gate, and just as Nangong Chen's car drove over, she got into the car with a smile.

Seeing through the door, there was no sight. Nangong Chen sat quietly for a while, curled his fingers on the steering wheel, and Gu Jiaren beside him looked at his side face, "What are you thinking?"

"Nothing." After coming back to his senses, Nangong Chen asked the moment he started the engine, "Did I forget something?"

"What does that mean? Who told you what?"

Holding his fingers, Gu Jiaren calmed down. Seeing the confusion accumulated in Nangong Chen's eyes, she smiled and said, "Is it too much pressure recently? Can you not read the script for the time being and leave more time to accompany me?"

It looked like an innocent girl. Gu Jiaren rested her head on Nangong Chen's arm and smiled sweetly, "Go to your apartment, I'll make delicious food for you, and then let's sleep on the sofa and watch the discs, okay?"

Close the glass window, Gu Qianmeng turned around and left Song Wenxi's room.

He took out his cell phone and called Yan Meier. Tomorrow it will be Yan Meier’s press conference. From Shan Quan’s previous tone, Shan Quan couldn’t handle Yan Meier, so Gu Qianmeng couldn’t help but feel panicked.

It's nothing if the script failed once, but if Yan Meier told her about it, she would be at such an important moment when the movie was about to start filming, then her lifelong editing career would be really over.

"I said, why are you so annoying? You really know how to choose time-"

Getting up from the bathtub, Yan Meier was wearing only a white bathrobe. Before she could even turn on the heating, she was so cold that she had bumps of feathers all over her body.

"Sorry—" Gu Qianmeng's eyes suddenly changed when he knew that the phone was not the same.

"Get back to the point - Miss Yan Meier, at tomorrow's press conference, you have already thought about how to speak? No matter which threat it is, it will have no effect on you - I know this, but you must also understand that if the wind and waves are together, there will always be endless follow-ups, and that follow-up may become something terrible."

The most powerful character in the circle is to take advantage of the situation. Whether as a victim or a bad person, once there is a storm, the bottom line will be endlessly broken.

"I know this better than you? The great screenwriter Gu, from the moment you made this phone call, you were trampled by me. Your destiny has been allowed to be squeezed by me!"

With a little ridicule, Yan Meier was standing with one hand on her chest. She had already thought of a solution. Of course, exposing Gu Meng can make her feel big, but there will be many troubles in the future. Take one thing as an example, how could she make a feud with Director Song?

"Even if it's a lie, I hope you can make it perfect." Although Yan Meier didn't say it explicitly, Gu Qianmeng felt a little relieved. Yan Meier shouldn't talk nonsense and talk about those that shouldn't be said. Gu Qianmeng was relieved on Yan Meier's side.

After pressing the phone, Yan Meier unexpectedly rang out again. She picked it up and looked at her clear and beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of sudden realization.

It's Qi Ye.

Press conference.

Almost all well-known journalists in the industry gathered in the Empire State Building.

But Yan Meier has not appeared yet.

Even the entire crew did not appear.

But everyone was not in a hurry.

When the car stopped, Gu Qianmeng walked down with her long skirt. There were reporters in front of her, but she was not targeting her.

With his eyelids lowered, Gu Qianmeng had just taken a step, and no one knew where he was in his ear, suddenly burst into a harsh scream.

Undoubtedly, it was Yan Meier's car that came.

Looking back, Gu Qianmeng saw Yan Meier wearing a golden sequin dress, a snow-white squid fur shawl, and leather boots that grew to her thighs. She was full of heavy makeup and charming, like stars lying on the moon, and was surrounded by groups. Fortunately, there were bodyguards accompanying her, otherwise she would have been messed up.

Passing in front of Gu Qianmeng, Yan Meier nodded respectfully and smiled sweetly, "Screenwriter Gu."

With a smile on his face, Gu Qianmeng nervously held the hem of the skirt, then looked at Qi Ye's car, and she looked at him quietly.

Wanzhao's eyes fell on Gu Qianmeng, Qi Ye curled his lips and looked at her!

And at this moment, Gu Qianmeng continued to bow his head and walked in with the team.

Through the glass window, he looked at Gu Qianmeng's back, and Gu Jiaren's eyes darkened, then looked at Nangong Chen beside him, constantly helping him take care of the exquisite royal blue jacket.

"Remember to smile, and laugh even if you don't like to laugh. If you don't want to answer the questions in the interview, just laugh coolly. Never lose your temper or refute it, do you know?"

Holding Gu Jiaren's arm directly, Nangong Chen pulled his thin lips and smiled, "I'm fine. You'll look at me from below, right?"

"Of course I have to stand below and watch you. Otherwise, how can I feel at ease to leave you alone?" This sentence was particularly warm for Nangong Chen. Gu Jiaren was no longer nervous when she saw Nangong Chen's relaxed expression.

After opening the car door, he said to Nangong Chen, "Okay, let's go in too."

The two walked side by side to the door. The reporter resisted Gu Jiaren and Nangong Chen and took photos enthusiastically. They couldn't help but admire. It was just Yan Meier's small press conference, and so many celebrities came, even Mr. Qi was dispatched.

At eight o'clock, the press conference began on time.

In front of the stage, Yan Meier sat upright and shook hands with Gu Qianmeng beside her in front of everyone, just like a friend.

Until someone asked, Yan Meier appeared in a hotel in a mess that day, and Yan Meier's eyes changed.

"It's like this-" Yan Meier pursed her lips and looked at Qi Ye standing in the corner.

After a moment of nervousness, Gu Qianmeng pretended to be relaxed, but still couldn't help it. She turned her head and looked at Yan Meier's side face.

At the same time, Nangong Chen sat beside Gu Qianmeng, and his eyes went down and he clearly saw Gu Qianmeng's trembling arms.

"That day, I received a notice to attend a dinner party. So of course I dressed up and took the nanny car sent by the company. However, I was not familiar with that hotel, and I didn't expect that I would arrange for me to meet the director alone-"

When Yan Meier first spoke, Gu Qianmeng's face changed.

"Miss Yan Meier, is someone instructing you to drink with me? Who is that person?"

"Yes, who is the one who directed you?"

"Is it Quan's agent? Rumors say that you have been working together many times, and at this time, the news of drinking at the restaurant broke out. Is Miss Yan Meier planning to change her boss?"

Countless questions target Yan Meier.

It was also the mastermind behind the scenes who instructed her to accompany her to drink.

With wide eyes, Gu Qianmeng suddenly stood up.

Everyone didn't pay attention to this and still looked at Yan Meier.

Pussed his lips, Yan Meier suddenly smiled and turned her face, looking at Gu Qianmeng's panicked look, and a smugness flashed in her eyes.

"Do you really want to do this? What do you mean by banning me? Last night, your attitude was not like this." The trembling voice was very small, and except for Yan Meier and Nangong Chen who were sitting next to Gu Qianmeng, the rest could not hear it.

It turned out that the wheat in front of Gu Qianmeng was bad, and fortunately this was otherwise, otherwise it would have been slapping himself in the mouth in front of someone else.

"Writerson Gu, why are you so nervous? Or are you still worried that I will confess you?" Looking at Gu Qianmeng's speechless expression, Yan Meier raised her lips gently, and everyone was immediately in anger.

The screenwriter instructed the celebrity to accompany the director, and Yan Meier successfully told him, but did not point out which director it was. Even if Director Song was caught at that time, as long as Yan Meier didn't speak, she would always be a mystery.

The scene has gone out of control.

This was something Yan Meier didn't expect. The reporter not only attacked Gu Qianmeng, but also asked her who the director was.

"Don't ask, please don't ask about this matter! I really don't want to say it! So I hope you can let me go! Fortunately, nothing happened!" The reporter rushed towards Yan Meier directly. In the vast crowd, in a panic, her hand was held by a pair of palms.

Looking back unexpectedly, Yan Meier looked at the person coming in shock.

"Go away quickly." Nangong Chen grabbed Gu Qianmeng.

"No, I can't leave! Otherwise there would be no chance to turn over, so I really can't leave!" Shaking my head and shook my head violently, Gu Qianmeng stood foolishly among the crowd, with countless wheat surrounding her.

"Do you think staying can solve the problem?" Nangong Chen looked at her angrily.
Chapter completed!