Chapter 12

Ji Wanzhou hung up, the elevator door just opened, entered the parking lot, opened his global limited edition Rolls Royce, and roared away.

Red car shadow, cool and domineering, just like the appearance of the owner of the car, aggressive and publicized without knowing it.

On the set, Jiang Siyan, who chatted with director Zhang, saw Meng Qingge come back with his arms in his arms. His eyes suddenly brightened.

Zhang Daogang had a call coming in and went to answer the phone.

Jiang Si Yan then walked toward Meng Qingge.

"Why are you back?" Jiang Si asked with a smile. He was gentle and smiling. He was not as cold as the snow lonely city he played in the knight errant.

"It's windy outside. Come and hide on the set." Meng Qingge smiles politely, then rubs his arm with his hand, trying to produce some temperature.

Who knows this ghost weather, still sunny at noon, even in the evening there is a cloudy wind, with bursts of cool.

However, she didn't follow her company's special business car today. There were thick clothes in the car to keep her warm.

"Didn't your car follow today?" Meng and Jiang's business assistant did not see the shadow of the car.

"No Meng Qingge gently shook his head and said faintly that he did not want to explain why he did not bring a business car.

Jiang Siyan was also interested and did not continue to ask.

Artists are still very confidential about their privacy. Both of them know it well.

"Is anyone here to pick you up? If not... " Jiang Si Yan's words have not finished, was Meng Qingge interrupted.

"Yes, thank you for your kindness." Meng Qingge smiles with polite alienation.

At the same time, Meng Qingge's heart is wondering, she and this Jiang Si Yan before all met less than three sides, how he today on a strength to make good to himself? Even if you are grateful for helping him on the set, you won't be familiar with it?

Jiang Siyan was a little embarrassed, picked his eyebrows, and then asked Meng Qingge with a joking tone: "Miss Meng, I didn't have anything to offend you before. Otherwise, how could miss Meng refuse people thousands of miles away?"

Meng Qingge's heart turned white eyes, please Jiang Siyan film emperor, you this God away from me? I want to live a few more years in the entertainment industry, but I don't want to be torn apart by your fans.

However, Meng Qingge still needs to be comprehensive in face work. After all, they are all members of a drama group. They don't look up and see each other. Even if they are not a troupe, they are in a circle. There should be many occasions for meeting in the future.

I saw Meng Qingge's gentle smile, which made Jiang Si's scalp numb, and his heart suddenly itched.

"Emperor Jiang Ying is really joking. No matter what, I'm used to being cold and indifferent. I don't want to take it to heart." When Meng Qingge laughs, her peach blossom eyes will bend into crescent shaped, less charming, but more lovely.

Jiang Si Yan only felt that his heart was scratched by something.

"It's better to call me Mr. Jiang than to call me Jiang Yingdi." Jiang Si Yan said with a helpless smile.

"Yes, Mr. Jiang."

Meng Qingge followed Jiang Si Yan's words and called down.

Jiang Siyan suddenly felt more helpless, but looking at Meng Qingge's smiling face, Jiang Siyan's brain for the first time gave birth to the idea that you are good-looking, what you say and what you do is right.

Jiang Siyan wanted to chat for a while, but director Zhang came back after calling and said that there was a dinner party in the evening and he wanted to take Jiang Siyan with him.

Meng Qingge got into the staff tent of the studio.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, he heard the roar of sports cars from far to near. Meng Qingge raised his eyes and walked out of the tent and stood on the side of the road.

Sure enough, I saw a red car shadow from far to near.

The car stopped steadily in front of Meng Qingge.

Meng Qingge was brought up by the roar of the car. The wind made Meng Qingge frown. Then he opened the front passenger's door and sat on it.

As soon as I sat on it, I was immediately surrounded by warmth.

Because of the warm air in the car ahead of schedule.

Although he was not cold, but thought that Meng Qingge might be cold, Ji Wanzhou turned on the warm wind on the way.