Tang Wanwan pressed against his shoulder, "Zhou Yan replied, don't think you can buy me with a meal. I haven't argued with you today."

He sneered: "Aren't you going to sneak up on it?"

Tang Wanwan was forced to sit on his lap: "But I didn't ask you to target me either."

Zhou Yan replied with her fingers and stroked her face, her voice slow: "Or we will make it public now and let everyone know that you are my Zhou Yanhui's wife? I think not only are you members of Group B who want to set off firecrackers, but even people in Group A will also sharpen their heads and want to drill into Mrs. Xiao Zhou's group."

Tang Wanwan glared at him fiercely.

He lazily patted her: "Let's have a meal."

She didn't move, and he smiled: "I won't be really spoiled by me, right?"

Tang Wanwan slowly climbed down from him, and Zhou Yan's eyes changed in vain, but he did not move.

Tang Wanwan sat beside him and opened the lunch box. It was a very light and nutritious lunch inside. It seemed that it was not bought outside, so she looked up at him.

"It was made by the servants in the villa." He said angrily.

Tang Wanwan ate in small mouthfuls and was acting obedient: "Actually, marriage is really good."

Zhou Yan gently pinched her face, meaning: "I have to pay after eating my meal."

Tang Wanwan:...

Zhou Yan got up and sorted out herself: "After finishing taking the coffee table, there is medicine on the coffee table, and there is a small bed behind the screen. You can sleep for a while."

He was about to leave, and Tang Wanwan suddenly grabbed his hand.

Zhou Yan looked back at her.

Her voice was low: "Why marry me?"

Why do she think the cooperation and transactions he mentioned are not so reliable?

Zhou Yan smiled faintly, "You can discover it slowly."

Tang Wanwan let go of his hand and said nothing.

Zhou Yan returned and smiled: "Why don't you ask? How many girls outside are trying every means to say something to me."

"Then you go find them." Tang Wanwan's voice was so soft that it was not worth the effort.

Zhou Yanhui suddenly squatted in front of her, and looked in line with her eyes, saying word by word: "Tang Wanwan, your conscience has been eaten by the dog."

Tang Wanwan smiled and said, "Then do you want to eat it!"

Zhou Yan's look back became darker, and her fingers hooked her chin and gently pinched her. She had no choice but to escape.

"I'll eat, will you give it?"

Tang Wanwan's face suddenly became hot.

He is so shameless.

Zhou Yanhui was in a slightly better mood and got up and left...

*

At noon, the dinner was in the five-star hotel room near the studio. In addition to a few investors, there were also producer Wang and director Liang.

When Zhou Yan returned, everyone was already here.

He looked at the young girls in the box quietly, unmoved: "Sorry, some private matters have been delayed."

Producer Wang always knew things at the wine table, and he was also interested in flattering Mr. Yan, so he poured out three small glasses of white wine and said readily: "Then I will sue you for Mr. Yan. I will do these three glasses first."

He was a man from the north, and he raised his head and magnanimously cupped three times.

There was a lot of applause around!

When Producer Wang sat down, Ning Nuan next to him immediately gave him a cup of tea considerately, with great concern.

"Producer Wang is refreshing." Zhou Yanhui walked over with a smile.

Secretary Yin pulled open the chair for him and then coughed lightly.

Production Wang said funny: "Our Young Master Yan should not touch the body anywhere, so it's better to keep yourself clean." He winked, and Zhou Yan returned to the girl on the left and right and changed her seat to the side.

Zhou Yan received a glass of wine, and the phoenix smiled: "I am reluctant to give up the beauty and feel sorry for me. It is my fault that the beauty crys."

As soon as these words were said, Ning Nuan blushed and her eyes were slightly wet.

It seemed like a weak and unstoppable attitude.

Producer Wang felt very distressed, and he patted her hand to comfort her.

Ning Nuan came back today to cling to Zhou Yan. The strength of the Gu Entertainment, let’s put it this way, it is dozens of times that of the Tang Sect in its heyday. If Zhou Yan can be defeated through Wang Production, what is this grievance?

While drinking during the meal, Ning Nuan raised a glass of wine and stood up slowly, and smiled slightly at Zhou Yan: "Mr. Yan, I'll give you a glass."

Zhou Yan came back and was talking to an investor. After hearing this, she leaned on the back of the chair and smiled faintly: "If I drink this glass of wine, Producer Wang will probably be unhappy."

Producer Wang was in pain as if he was a baby. Today's game was also for this. He pretended to be puzzled: "Where do I care about Xiaoning as my junior. Only Yan Shao can do this Zhou Zheng..."

"What can it do?" Zhou Yan returned to the phoenix's eyes burned slightly, and Producer Wang didn't dare to continue talking.

Young Master Yan is not a good person to talk to.

Just as he thought the atmosphere was getting stiff, Zhou Yanhui held the wine in front of him again and smiled: "It is hardest to absorb the kindness of a beauty."

Drink it all in a small cup.

Ning Nuan was a little excited, and her hands trembled and drank it all.

She looked at Zhou Yan back with her eyebrows and eyes filled with spring.

Although Producer Wang is a little sad, he is also open-minded. It’s not the case that Ning Nuan follows him!

She has a good acting role and is well-behaved and sensible... He also hopes that she can have a good future.

So, not only did he not get angry, but he encouraged: "Young Master Yan is in a good mood, so he should give me another cup of tribute."

Ning Nuan was about to pour wine, but Zhou Yanhui had already stood up, and his voice was faint: "I can't bear the power of drinking, and I'll be plagued by private affairs, so let's take a step first."

If he wanted to leave, no one dared to stay. Only someone said a joke, "Mr. Yan's private affairs are quite intriguing."

"Look, I'm making fun of me again." Zhou Yanhui was free and easy.

Secretary Yin immediately opened the door of the box for him and said something on the spot: "Young Master Yan is really uncomfortable, I drank some wine again, I'm sorry."

Those people naturally said something nice, just to ask the God of Wealth to be moved.

It was not until the door was closed that Producer Wang looked at Ning Nuan, "Go and send Mr. Yan, a rare opportunity."

Ning Nuan immediately stood up and chased towards the door...

In the long and luxurious aisle of the hotel, Zhou Yanhui had disappeared at the end. Ning Nuan was unwilling to give up and chased her all the way to the parking lot but only caught up with the car wake...

Her fingers pinched the hem of her skirt, and she had ambition on her face.

She must take Zhou Yan back!

*

Zhou Yan replied that there was something wrong in the afternoon, but he still went back to the studio lounge.

Tang Wanwan was sick, and he was always worried.

Fortunately, he went over and touched her forehead, and his body temperature was normal. Withdrew his hand, he turned out the screen and smiled at Secretary Yin: "It's quite solid."

Secretary Yin knows the boss’s intentions best: “Ms. Tang is young and naturally recovers quickly.”

Zhou Yan's heart was moved and she couldn't help but think about other things.

At this moment, the door of the lounge was suddenly knocked a few times, and Zhou Yan frowned and signaled Secretary Yin to take a look.

Secretary Yin went to open the door and was a little surprised: "Miss Ning, why are you here?"

Ning Nuan stood at the door with a shy and restless expression: "I heard that Young Master Yan was feeling uncomfortable, so I sent him to learn about wine and medicine."

Secretary Yin did not speak out.

Ning Nuan bit her lip: "Can I meet Mr. Yan?"
Chapter completed!