Chapter 9： Coax people

Ling Zhen frowned. There are some people who will destroy other people's if they don't get it. Ling Xuan has this kind of twisted psychology.

Ling Zhen was not guilty, because nothing happened between the original owner and Shen Yanchu. Her only concern is that if Wei Xi knows about this matter, will his wife's tendency to "betray" will stimulate the villain?

Within a second, Ling Zhen flashed many thoughts, opened his mouth and was about to speak, but there was a cold voice around him: "I said let you go."

There was a haze over his cold white face, and the hostility in his voice was already quite heavy. Ling Zhen shuddered as she stood beside him, only then did she realize that Wei Xi was usually kind to her, and when the boss was really annoyed, it was almost like eating people.

Ling Xuan was also scared to recover some of her senses, and whispered, "I, I just want to tell you that Ling Zhen likes Shen—"

She didn't finish her words, but was severely dragged and interrupted by a middle-aged man who arrived in a hurry.

Ling Xuan's agent was busy communicating with the seniors in the industry just now, and he didn't watch her for a while, and unexpectedly caused trouble for him! The agent just glanced from a distance, and suddenly his scalp was numb.

70 of the investment in "Xian Wen" this time came from Qing Xi. Isn't the person who Ling Xuan stopped the Qing Xi's President Wei? !

According to rumors, this gangster rarely has active activities, and his temper is so bad that he is difficult to touch, and he usually annoys the artists to post up. The agent bit the bullet and said with a smile: "Mr. Wei, our artist is not sensible, you forgive me!"

Wei Xi didn't show any face, her sullen eyes swept away, and the corners of her lips sneered: "Xinghua Entertainment?"

The agent sneered: "Yes, yes."

Wei Xi didn't say anything, and took Ling Zhen straight away. The agent quickly pulled Ling Xuan to give way. When passing them, Wei Xi dropped a cold sentence: "Don't show up in front of me again."

Ling Zhen didn't quite understand what he meant, and looked back at Ling Xuan's agent, only to find that his face was already blue.

After they left, Ling Xuan stomped: "Brother Wang, why don't you let me speak!"

The agent's suffocated breath came out, and all sprayed at her: "Say a fart! Get out and go home quickly, don't be embarrassed here!"

Ling Xuan was stupid: "I don't know the producer yet!"

"You know what a fart! This drama has nothing to do with you. The mud can't help the wall! I'm in vain so much energy, get out of here!"

Knowing this long ago, he should recommend other obedient and sensible female artists. After working so long back and forth, and finally being punished by the management personally, it's **** bad luck!

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The way home was silent and calm.

When Wei Xi drove, Ling Zhen was sitting in the co-pilot. She didn't know many cars, but Wei Xi's car seemed to be very expensive, and it was quite comfortable to sit on.

Along the way, Ling Zhen secretly glanced at Wei Xi for several times. When she peeked at it for the third time, Wei Xi suddenly turned her face and stared at her silently with her dark eyes, "What are you looking at."

At the red light, the car stopped.

Ling Zhen hurriedly looked away. After a few seconds, Wei Xi was still looking at her. Ling Zhen had to turn her black eyes back and blinked: "I'm seeing if you are angry."

Wei Xi raised her eyebrows lightly: "What do you think."

Ling Zhen pursed his lips. Seeing that he seemed to have a calm mind, he tried to sell the chicken soup he recently learned: "Look, people have hard teeth and soft tongues, but when they get old, their teeth are all lost, but their tongues are still Now, what does this mean?"

In order to transform the black villain into a civilized and polite young man, Ling Zhen usually accumulates these chicken soups, and he has a set of principles.

"It means that softness can last long!" Ling Zhen took it up by himself, with an extremely serious expression, "With a soft and gentle heart, he is not irritable and irritable when things happen, so that he can live a long and happy life!"

The lines of Wei Xi's face from the brow bone to the nose peak were sharp. He stared at her for a while without blinking, then suddenly lifted his lips and smiled lightly.

Ling Zhen blushed a little when he laughed, coughed, and asked softly, "Is there any reason?"

Wei Xi turned her face back, her lips twitched, and she turned the steering wheel: "...I am not soft."

"?" Ling Zhen: You seem to understand something wrong? ?

Wei Xi asked: "What do you want to eat?"

Ling Zhen thought for a while, just when he saw a large supermarket on the side of the road, he said, "The refrigerator at home is empty. Let's go buy something and make it home."

Wei Xi parked the car on the side of the road, and the two walked into the supermarket together.

Soon after Ling Zhen came to the world, she fell in love with shopping in the supermarket. She felt that this incident was very lifelike. It was the first time two people went to the supermarket together. Wei Xi took over the cart and watched Ling Zhen choose to choose.

Ling Zhen likes to cook very much, but she is not good at cooking, so she always has to try several times each time, and the oil at home is used very quickly.

It just so happens that the vegetable oil in the supermarket is on a discount, and two barrels of oil are cheaper to buy together. Ling Zhen thought it was a good deal, so he reached for it. But the two barrels of oil tied together are heavier than expected.

Ling Zhen's spiritual power is weak now, and he hasn't even tried it a few times. Helpless, she turned around and looked at the leisurely man behind her: "Wei Xi..."

Wei Xi looked down at her.

Asking the villain **oss to help, Ling Zhen felt a little unsure: "Will you get it for me...?"

She was squatting now, still in the flowing red dress. It's like... the fairy dancing in the clouds falls into a more mundane life, reaching out to people for help.

Wei Xi was inexplicably moved.

Then silently reached out and lifted the two barrels of oil into the cart.

Go ahead and arrive at the children’s toy area.

Ling Zhen looked at the shelves in the distance, not paying attention to the little boy who rushed out from the side.

The crazy little boy was about to hit Ling Zhen, and Wei Xi suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled her aside. The little boy couldn't hold back the gate, and hit Wei Xi with "Pachi".

Ling Zhen regained his senses and stood firmly, before he had time to thank him, he squeezed a cold sweat: child, do you know who you hit!

The little boy screamed in pain, rubbing his nose, looking up along a pair of stiff long legs, and suddenly met a pair of violent black eyes.

The man's face was stinky, and his eyes were so terrifying, as if he was going to be beaten in the next second. The little boy stayed for a few seconds and said "Wow"—

Was scared to cry.

Wei Xi: "..."

As soon as Ling Zhen saw this posture, he squatted down in front of the little boy and touched his head: "It's okay, it's okay! Don't cry, brother didn't mean to blame you."

The little boy looked at the fairy sister in front of him, blinked his eyes, and stopped crying a little.

Wei Xi frowned as she coaxed the child.

Ling Zhen wiped the boy's tears, and said gently, "Don't chase and fight next time, okay? You have to apologize when you bump into someone, you know?"

The little boy nodded faintly with tears, and bowed to Wei Xi: "I'm sorry, brother!"

Ling Zhen looked at him so good, smiled and straightened up, looking at Wei Xi with encouragement in his eyes.

"..." Wei Xi was silent for a few seconds, and finally compromised: "...It doesn't matter."

Ling Zhen was very pleased at once, Xing's eyes crooked with a smile.

The little boy’s mother quickly rushed over and took the little boy away while apologizing.

The little boy seemed a little bit reluctant. After walking a little distance, he turned his head and looked at Wei Xi: "Brother, sister is your wife?"

Wei Xi looked at him coolly, with an inexplicable provocation in her eyes: "What?"

"My sister is so good-looking," the little boy sniffed and sighed, "Brother, don't hit my sister."

Wei Xi: "..."

Ling Zhen was shocked.

Unexpectedly, this child has such a discerning eye at a young age-sister, I am also afraid that my brother will beat me!

When they left, Ling Zhen turned his head: "Then let's go home... Brother?"

Her tone was the same as before, still coaxing people, calling intimacy.

Wei Xi raised her eyebrows imperceptibly, and took the lead in pushing the cart to the cash register.

"…Ok."

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The blackening point of the reception was passed through without danger, Ling Zhen was very relieved.

But she didn't know that the video of dancing that night was filmed by many people, and it was posted on the Internet the next day, causing a small sensation.

Netizens sighed, the fairy went down! Fairies dance! So I inquired about her Weibo everywhere.

By the time Ling Zhen knew, her Weibo account, which hadn't been registered for a long time, had already gained 10,000 followers.

Looking at the various rainbow farts of netizens, Ling Zhen felt quite interesting at first.

That night. Jinding KTV in the city center.

The luxurious box is very lively, some people are drinking and guessing, some are crying and howling.

The only person Gu was sitting on the bar in the corner, with his mobile phone sideways, not knowing what he was looking at.

There is no reason for the big star to be cold, and soon a friend came over and said, "Why is Brother Wei hiding here? Why don't you have a song?"

Gu Wei's eyes did not leave the screen: "Look at the fairy."

When my friend saw it, it turned out to be a dancing video of a girl, and it took just over a minute. He watched it with him, and was a little surprised: "Fuck, this is too immortal, do you know?"

"Yes." Gu Wei nodded, exited the video quite memorably, and gave a thumbs-up.

A friend came to be interested: "Let's introduce it later!"

"Wait for me first-" The words were not finished, and suddenly there was no voice.

The friend was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"Then what," Gu Wei's expression slowly became subtle, "I seem to...forgot to cut the trumpet."

friend:"?!"

That night, when Gu Wei liked the video airborne hot search, Ling really drank chicken soup at home.

The author has something to say: Wei Xi: What is your relationship?

Ling Zhen: I'm wrong about the relationship