Zhuang Yan walked to the sofa with a salad, walked upstairs and carried the computer out. She saw her cell phone on the table. How did her cell phone get on the table? Did Mu Lingfeng take it?

Thinking of yesterday, Zhuang Yan trembled. The forced memories made her feel fear of Mu Lingfeng again, but she was still worried about Mu Lingfeng.

Zhuang Yan looked at the watch on the wall and said that it was eight o'clock in the evening. Where did Mu Lingfeng go? Why didn't he come back?

Wait for him, Zhuang Yan turned on the computer and was about to browse Weibo. She saw a hot topic on Weibo.

#The second female counterattacked and became a leader because of jealousy of the female lead's acting skills, and slap the female lead's hero#

The ones who are tagged on Weibo are Xia Weiyang and Zhuang Yan. If there is only one article, it will not cause any storm and no evidence. But this time it will be different. Below is a video of her slapping Xia Weiyang wildly.

That’s right, it’s the part in Zhao Yiran’s lounge.

Zhuang Yan clicked on the video and saw that it was not mixed with water. She just edited it and gave a special effect to the part where Xia Weiyang cried with pear blossoms and rain.

Zhuang Yan looked at the 50 cents special effects and twitched the corners of her mouth. Looking at the comments below, she obviously leaned towards Xia Weiyang. After all, she was bullied and had good acting skills?

Zhuang Yan continued to read the comments, and there were a few that could directly make Zhuang Yan hit the wall.

#She won't let our Weiyang live anymore, but she dares to abuse our Weiyang, and she will be killed by thunder! #

#Sister Weiyang, you are the best. Don’t let the mistress affect your acting skills. Zhao Yiran will always be yours!

Zhuang Yan saw this salad that had just been eaten into her mouth. What kind of brain circuit does this netizen have? Miser? Why did Zhao Yiran get involved again? This netizen is on the CP site...

Meigui was also looking at this Weibo post at home, and when she saw the netizen’s words, she was furious. Originally, she was still mocking Zhuang Yan for not having an IQ, but now...

"Yeah, I'm full." Zhuang Yan patted her stomach, moved her fingers, and prepared for the battle.

In fact, when she was slapping Xia Weiyang with a camera in Zhao Yiran's lounge, she accidentally caught a glimpse of it and was ready for this to happen in her heart.

Zhuang Yan's fingers were pounding on the computer. After a while, she snapped her fingers, "Do it!"

If this Weibo post was only posted by this netizen, it might not be so credible, but if the crew's deputy director forwarded it, the nature would be different.

Xia Weiyang accompanied the deputy director to do it again, just to repost the assistant director's Weibo. Xia Weiyang, who was sitting in front of the computer, curled up the corner of his mouth. Zhuang Yan, this time, let's see how you can turn over!

Zhuang Yan also reposted this Weibo post and accompanied it with text.

#Don't talk nonsense, this netizen is trying to integrate the plot and to achieve the peak effect, so I and Sister Weiyang will discuss the plot below.#

Zhao Yiran always followed this Weibo post. When he saw Zhuang Yan talking, Zhao Yiran, who was drinking water, directly sprayed out the water. This girl was so good at distorting the facts.

Seeing Zhuang Yan's Weibo with reasonable words, Zhao Yiran also forwarded it and wrote

#The two are just discussing the plot, I hope everyone will not think about it#

The director also reposted this Weibo post, and it also shows that the two are discussing the plot. After all, no one wants conflicts in their crew.

But some netizens commented below, why is Xia Weiyang's face swollen? This netizen is really not afraid of big trouble.

Zhuang Yan replied to this netizen.

#Weiyang Sister said that this would make you more involved in the show. We all love this profession very much, so it's really a fight.

Xia Weiyang looked at Zhao Yiran. The director and others were standing on her side. Public opinion slowly moved towards Zhuang Yan. His fingernails were pinched into the palm of his hand. Has all this she did was in vain?

"Crash--" Xia Weiyang brushed all the things on the table to the ground, the cup broke all over the floor, and the water spilled all over the floor.

Zhuang Yan, Zhuang Yan, Zhuang Yan, why are you so lucky!

Xia Weiyang's eyes were red and looked scary. If the assistant director saw this, he would not believe that this woman was a beauty blooming under him.

After seeing Zhuang Yan’s reply, Zhao Yiran called Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan heard the ringtone of her cell phone and saw that it was Zhao Yiran, so she picked it up.

Zhao Yiran asked the first sentence, "Why don't you answer my phone?"

Don’t answer his phone? Zhuang Yan flipped through the call record, but there was no missed call from him. "When did you call?"

"It should be when you get home." Zhao Yiran's fingers hit the table.

When she got home... she was pulled out of the car by Mu Lingfeng... How could she hear it? Even if she hears it... Mu Lingfeng wouldn't let her pick it up.

"Well... Maybe I didn't hear it." Zhuang Yan made up a lie.

The two chatted for a while, and Zhuang Yan ended the call with Zhao Yiran under the excuse of being sleepy. In fact, Zhuang Yan was not sleepy, but she just didn't want to have too close contact with Zhao Yiran.

The hour hand on the dial has turned to the number nine. Zhuang Yan has slept enough during the day and is not very sleepy. She took a few bags of snacks and watched TV. When she was tired of watching TV, she took out the script and studied it carefully.

"Ha..." Zhuang Yan yawned and looked up at the dial. It was 12 o'clock, why didn't Mu Lingfeng come back yet?

Mu Lingfeng drank and smoked in the private room. He couldn't put down the wine bottles on the table, but Mu Lingfeng's mind was still very clear. He thought about the tears at the corners of Zhuang Yan's eyes and the slap marks on his face. The smoke rings spit out from his mouth surrounded Mu Lingfeng, which was both true.

In the early morning, Mu Lingfeng woke up from his hangover, stood up, and his head felt a vague pain, which was the consequence of drinking too much.

Mu Lingfeng drove slowly and couldn't relax for a moment. What would Zhuang Yan think of him after returning home? Cold War? Or would her illness recur?

The car stopped in front of the gate, but the person inside the car refused to get out for a long time. He didn't know how to face Zhuang Yan. He forced her again last night. Did she hate him very much?

After several minutes of psychological warfare, Mu Lingfeng got out of the car, went to see her, and even if she scolded him, he would still take a look at her situation. The voice in his heart urged Mu Lingfeng to open the door.

The moment Mu Lingfeng entered the door, he was stunned. The lights were on in the living room, the person in his pajamas was curled up on the sofa, and there were also salad trays that he had not cleaned up after eating last night and scripts that he had not finished reading.

Is she waiting for him? Mu Lingfeng couldn't help but feel secretly happy. He squatted beside Zhuang Yan, looking at Zhuang Yan's eyelashes like butterfly wings, slightly raised. The two were very close. Mu Lingfeng could hear Zhuang Yan's slight exhalation. Looking at Zhuang Yan's quiet face, the corners of Mu Lingfeng's mouth curled up slightly.

Mu Lingfeng bent down and picked up Zhuang Yan. When he went upstairs, he put his steps very lightly. He was afraid that Zhuang Yan would wake him up, so he unscrewed the door handle and gently placed Zhuang Yan on the soft bed.

Zhuang Yan's eyelashes trembled. Mu Lingfeng thought Zhuang Yan was about to wake up, and suddenly became helpless. Who knew that Zhuang Yan just turned over and then made Zhuang Yan's even breathing sound. It seemed that she was waiting for him until late yesterday.

Mu Lingfeng stayed in the room for a while, took out a piece of paper, wrote a few words to Zhuang Yan, put them on the head of the bed, then turned around and left, driving to the company in the car.

After Mu Lingfeng left, Zhuang Yan blinked. When Mu Lingfeng gently picked her up, she woke up. She felt Mu Lingfeng's carefulness and felt mixed feelings in her heart.

Zhuang Yan sat up, looked around the room nervously, and found a post-it notes on the head of the bed, which read, "I've gone to the company, what happened yesterday... I'm sorry, there is breakfast on the table, remember to eat."

At first glance, this handwriting is from Mu Lingfeng, with a arrogant font, just like his people.

Zhuang Yan really wanted to see what breakfast Mu Lingfeng bought for her. She happened to be hungry. She only ate a plate of salad last night and was not full at all.

Put on slippers and go downstairs. There was a hearty breakfast on the table, crystal cage bags, spicy shrimp, dragon fruit milkshake, crusty egg and lean meat porridge, and a few egg tarts.

Zhuang Yan was a little amused when she saw so many things. Did she raise her as a pig? Does she usually eat so much?

Mu Lingfeng actually bought so many things when he saw an empty salad tray in the morning. Zhuang Yan seemed to have had breakfast one day yesterday, and seemed to have eaten this salad in the afternoon. He was afraid that she would be hungry, so he bought so many.

Zhuang Yan looked at the sumptuous breakfast with her eyes shining. Her stomach had already been rumbling and ran downstairs to enjoy all this.

After a storm of wind, there were only a few buns left on the table. If Zhuang Yan hadn't eaten too much, she would have stuffed these buns into her stomach.

Touching his round belly, Zhuang Yan picked up her mobile phone to edit the information, "It's delicious."

Mu Lingfeng was having a meeting in the conference room, but his mobile phone was not turned off. Halfway through the meeting, a "ding-ding" reminder came from the mobile phone. When he opened the phone, he saw that it was sent by Zhuang Yan. Mu Lingfeng's mouth raised upwards.

Everyone in the conference room was stunned. Can a message make Mr. Mu laugh? Who is this? No one knows. Zhuang Yan's three words can make Mu Lingfeng's mouth curl up.

Zhuang Yan walked around the house several times to help the digestive system digest food. After dinner, Zhuang Yan didn't want to move, but she still had to get up to work. She looked up and saw that it was eight o'clock and got up to go to the crew.

After arriving at the crew, Zhuang Yan saw many reporters coming from the crew. When the reporters saw Zhuang Yan coming, they rushed towards Zhuang Yan one after another. Zhuang Yan watched this scene and stayed there.

"Ms. Zhuang, how do you explain the violence against Miss Weiyang?" A reporter's language was very sharp.

Violence? How come it is such a serious matter of violence? Violence is illegal. She explained it clearly on Weibo yesterday, why are there so many reporters coming today?

Xia Weiyang looked at Zhuang Yan with an unexpected look and curled the corners of her mouth. She found these reporters, and she just wanted to see how Zhuang Yan ended!
Chapter completed!