Weiyan Cinema, Film and Television Hall No. 6.

The huge film and television hall is no longer as neat and quiet as before, and is in a mess and wailing everywhere.

Whether it was Zhang Facai or his group of brothers, Mo Xiaohuai, was placed on the ground, and hugged his body and kept wailing in his mouth.

It has to be admitted that the efficacy and power of the genetic agents Mo Xiaohuai used are really powerful.

The scales on Mo Xiaohuai's hands and the scales on his forehead had long disappeared. A thick pale color appeared on his thin and handsome face, looking like a seriously ill person who could fall down at any time.

"Little Bad, are you okay?"

Seeing this, Ruo Qingya quickly reached out to support the shaking Mo Xiaohuai's body, and a voice of concern came from his mouth!

"As long as you're fine."

Mo Xiaohuai endured the pain from his body. Looking at Ruo Qingya's worried expression, a forced smile appeared on his face: "Don't worry, I'm fine. I just took a medicine, although it had certain side effects... but I still can't die."

"Stop saying anything, I'm happy to be able to protect you."

Seeing this, Ruo Qingya wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Mo Xiaohuai. He spoke with a serious look: "Although you already have someone you like, you can't stop me from liking you."

"Who do you like is your own business, and I like you is my own business...Ahem..."

Mo Xiaohuai said as he coughed violently, and bright red blood came out of his mouth.

"Xiao Yao, stop talking..."

Hearing Mo Xiaohuai's words and looking at his seriously injured appearance, Ruo Qingya's beautiful and clear eyes gradually became wet, and two lines of crystal tears slid down her cheeks.

He ended up like this in order to save him.

Everything he did was for her.

But she... had no way to repay her.

Love is not for reward or for moving, but for love!

"Hurry up... here... hurry!"

At this moment, a large number of security personnel rushed into the theater lobby.

After a while, a large number of medical staff flocked to it.

...

Tongquetai, Shuangqiao Tower.

Song Wenjie was sitting on the sofa in a white suit, with a slightly thin face hanging on his slightly thin face. Looking at Qin Shou in a black suit opposite, he picked up the wine glass on the coffee table, and a faint smile came from his mouth: "Brother Qin, it's been a long time since I saw me. I wonder what's going to discuss with me this time?"

Qin Shou raised his lips slightly, a smile appeared on his face, he picked up the red wine on the table and touched Song Wenjie's cup gently: "This time I asked Brother Wenjie to come out mainly to say congratulations to Brother Wenjie."

"Congratulations?"

A hint of confusion appeared on Song Wenjie's face.

"Congratulations to Brother Wenjie for coming to become the head of the Song family, and congratulations to Brother Wenjie for marrying him as a virtuous wife."

Qin Shou said with a smile.

"Brother Qin has been awarded."

Song Wenjie shook his head gently, not denying Qin Shou's words.

"Come here, Qin Shou congratulates Brother Wen Jie on his journey to the peak of his life and winning the white and rich beauty. Cheers!"

Qin Shou said with a smile.

"I also want to say congratulations to Brother Qin Shou for his rebirth."

Song Wenjie drank the red wine in the cup in one go.

"I heard that Brother Wenjie has met that kid recently?" Qin Shou changed his mind and said.

"Well, it's not that brainless bastard Wen Jun. This time, I suffered a big loss." Song Wenjie did not hide anything from Qin Shou and said in a deep voice.

"Haha, Wen Jun is actually quite good, he is just a little too impulsive in his work." Qin Shou smiled and said meaningfully: "I wonder what Brother Wen Jie's plan is next?"

"It will be my wedding day soon. I have to prepare some other things. I plan to put them aside first." Song Wenjie pondered for a moment, then said, "What are Brother Qin Shou's plans? As far as I know, Mr. Qin asked you to come back this time to deal with that kid."

"I don't plan, but I have plans..."

A trace of cunning flashed in Qin Shou's eyes.

“Buzz…”

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the vibrating sound of his cell phone placed on the coffee table.

He picked up his phone and looked at the content message sent on his phone. There was no expression on Qin Shou's face. Then he placed his phone on the coffee table. His eyes looked at Song Wenjie with a hint of sympathy. He couldn't help but sigh softly: "Oh!"

Seeing Qin Shou’s strangeness and feeling his sympathetic and pitiful look, Song Wenjie frowned slightly, and a faint voice came from his mouth: “Brother Qin, what’s wrong?”

Hearing this, Qin Shou raised his head, looked at Song Wenjie with a serious look, and pondered for a moment: "Brother Wenjie, I don't know whether to say something or not."

"If you have anything to say, Brother Qin, you can help me, as long as I, Song Wenjie, can help me."

Song Wenjie smiled slightly and said proudly.

"Oh... Brother Wenjie is not my business, but your business." Qin Shou said sincerely.

"My business?"

Song Wenjie frowned without a trace.

"That's right, it's your business for Brother Wenjie."

Qin Shou sighed softly, filled his cup with red wine, and took a sip: "Just just now, I received a set of photos about Brother Wenjie's fiancée, Miss Ye Ziru."

While talking, Qin Shou picked up the cell phone placed on the coffee table and handed it to Song Wenjie: "She seems to be hugging a man intimately. Brother Wenjie, you can take a look at it yourself."

Song Wenjie took the phone handed over by Qin Shou in a sceptical manner, and looked at a man with sunglasses and a beautiful woman with pink peach-heart glasses hugging each other. Song Wenjie's face became extremely ugly at this moment. His face became distorted due to anger. His hands clenched into fists, and he clenched them into a crackling sound.

The woman in the photo is nothing but his fiancée Ye Ziru.

The man in the photo is not someone else, he is his mortal enemy, Blue Madman.

His fiancée was actually held in his arms by his enemies, which really made Song Wenjie difficult to accept.

This cuckold was lit up.

Looking at Song Wenjie's face that was twisted due to anger, Qin Shou's mouth raised slightly without any trace, and then said in a deep voice: "Brother Wenjie, now is not the time to be angry. The most urgent thing is to deal with this matter as soon as possible, otherwise this matter will spread to the circle by then, I am afraid that Brother Wenjie's reputation will..."

"Thank you, Brother Qin, for your reminder."

"I still have something to deal with, so I'll leave first. I'll invite Brother Wenjie to have a drink this day."

After saying that, Song Wenjie didn't wait for Qin Shou to answer any, put down his phone and left.

Looking at Song Wenjie's hurriedly leaving back, a light smile appeared on Qin Shou's face, and then the smile slowly spread, crawling over his entire face.

"Brother Qin, it seems that it is not good for you to gloat like this?"

At this moment, a man slowly walked in through the side door on one side, and a faint smile came from his mouth.

The man had long broken hair, a face comparable to a peerless beauty, and was wearing a light purple windbreaker, showing a tall and slender figure. If it weren't for his Adam's apple at his throat, almost everyone would have regarded it as a super beauty.

Looking at the man who suddenly walked out, Qin Shou quickly stood up, a trace of awe flashed in his eyes, and a faint smile came from his mouth.

"Crown Prince, long time no see!"

...

Qiao Meng Hotel is one of the most famous hotels in the capital.

Lan Feng and Ye Ziru sat by the window, listening to the soothing pure music in the hotel, eating delicious food, and leisurely enjoying this rare tranquility.

While eating vegetables, Lan Feng looked at the traffic outside the window, then withdrew his gaze and landed it on Ye Ziru's beautiful cheek. A faint voice came from her mouth: "Are you not afraid that Song Wenjie will know if you are dating me so blatantly?"

"Boldly?"

Hearing Lan Feng's words, Ye Ziru showed a moving smile on her beautiful cheeks. She put down the knife and fork in her hand, stretched out her white jade fingers and pointed at the eyes on the bridge of her nose, and said playfully: "Is it okay if I wear glasses?"

"Can't anyone recognize her wearing glasses?"

Lan Feng was very lightly thundered by Ye Ziru's logic, the key is that she was not wearing sunglasses.

"Who is that boring?"

Ye Ziru shook her head gently.

Upon hearing this, Lan Feng couldn't help but smile a little bitterly on his face. This girl was really a little simpler.

Could it be that the beautiful presidents are like this?

At this moment, Su Hanyan's figure appeared in Lan Feng's mind, and he didn't know if that woman was living in Su Hai well?

"Hey, what are you thinking? Why don't you talk?"

Seeing Lan Feng without any reaction for a long time, Ye Ziru couldn't help but ask.

"Sorry, I was distracted for a moment."

Lan Feng shook his head a little depressedly. He really didn't understand why he suddenly thought of Su Hanyan, that woman who was as cold as an iceberg.

"Distracted?"
To be continued...