"Mr. Zhao, let me talk to you." Zhang Feiqi pushed the door and entered. As soon as she put down her Bento, she made a "please" gesture.

"OK, let's go out and talk."

Zhao Qiqing followed Zhang Feiqi to an attic. The location is very secret. It's a good place to talk.

"What's the plaster on your arm?"

Zhang Feiqi was dressed in a black windbreaker, and the whole person looked very capable. Even if her arms were hung up, her momentum did not weaken by half.

But in front of Zhao Qiqing, she took off her mask and looked a little softer.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry I didn't report to the company when I decided to make this play."

Zhao Qiqing held her arm and leaned against the wooden post. She didn't speak and waited for Zhang Feiqi's post.

Zhang Feiqi didn't expect Zhao Qiqing to be so calm. She had prepared for the worst before coming, and even wrote her resignation letter.

Unexpectedly

"In fact, Rong Yan decided to make this play. At first, I stopped him, but you know, I can't usually interfere with what Rong Yan decided."

After that, Zhang Feiqi laughed at herself, and the wound on her arm began to ache faintly.

"Himself?" Zhao Qiqing looked surprised. She thought of several reasons, but she didn't think of this.

"Yes, I don't know the details. When I knew, he had signed the contract behind my back, but later I also read the script. Unexpectedly, it was good, so I agreed."#@$& amp;

Zhang Feiqi's crisp short hair was blown around by the breeze, blocking her mood.

Fortunately, this is just a small crew, which doesn't take up much time.

If the result of the final shot is not good, it can't be put on the shelf, and it won't have much impact on Rongyan, let Rongyan come out and relax.

Zhang Feiqi has been comforting herself.

"Do you know who the director is? Is he reliable?"%& amp; (&

Because of Zhang Feiqi's acquiescence, Zhao Qiqing's original plan to take Rongyan back also failed, and her eyebrows wrinkled.

Zhang Feiqi shook her head: "it's also the first time I've seen him. I've never heard of this man before. At that time, I also went to investigate this man. As a result, he was just an ordinary person."

"Ordinary people?" Zhao Qiqing buckled off a wall, and was even more surprised: "how ordinary?"

"Even ordinary people have no education, have never studied photography, and have not even gone out of this county."

"How does Rong Yan know about him? He must be filmed with him?"

This is also what Zhang Feiqi didn't understand. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something. Suddenly, a violent figure flashed in her mind and let her swallow the guess in her heart.

"I'm sorry, I don't know. It's funny to say. I'm actually a dispensable agent. Everything is up to Rongyan himself, even in Huiyuan road that day..."

Zhang Feiqi has always been the image of a strong woman in Zhao Qiqing's heart. At first glance, she doesn't adapt to the tone of this person.

But immediately she caught the key information inside: "you said Huiyuan road? What happened to Huiyuan road? Was it the traffic jam?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhao doesn't know? Rong Yan received your call and knew you were trapped on the road, so he immediately ran out regardless of my obstruction, causing a commotion, and the injury on my arm was at that time..."

Seeing that she had leaked her words, she didn't intend to hide it and simply said it directly.

Then her sharp eyes seemed to stare at every subtle expression of Zhao Qiqing.

As expected, Zhao Qiqing heard Zhang Feiqi's words and didn't speak for a long time.

Finally, he said in a hoarse voice, "do you mean that Rongyan got off to deal with the fans for me? And your injury... Is also caused by the fans?"

Of course, she knows the madness of fans. What rational people can fans who can block the road?

"Yes, fortunately, I called the police before, otherwise I might have..."

"Sister Zhang, what are you talking to my sister?"

Zhang Feiqi wanted to say something more. Suddenly, there was a white figure in front of her.

Rong Yan changed into a white baseball suit and was staring at Zhang Feiqi coldly across Zhao Qiqing's back, like a cold arrow flashing cold light.

Zhang Feiqi's body shook visibly with the naked eye, and her back hit the post behind her, and her face was not as fierce as before.

"Sister Zhang, what do you want me to ask you? Are you talking to my sister?"

As Rong Yan approached step by step, the expression on Zhang Feiqi's face became more and more tense, and there was a cold sweat on her forehead.

When Zhao Qiqing turned around and saw Rong Yan, her face was still inexplicable.

"Why are you here? Where's Simo?"

Zhang Feiqi saw it clearly. At the moment Zhao Qiqing turned around, Rong Yan's terrible momentum dissipated cleanly in an instant.

And when you look at her, it's just different.

Zhao Qiqing didn't feel the difference of Zhang Feiqi. She came forward and patted Rong Yan who didn't answer, "if I ask you, I'm hungry and stupid without eating all morning?"

"Sister, don't you have anything to ask me?" Rongyan suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhao Qiqing's hand on his shoulder.

The strength is so great that Zhao Qiqing can't break away from the pain at the same time.

"Rong Yan?!"

Zhao Qiqing's pupils dilated instantly and her whole body was full of precautions.

"Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Rong Yan repeated again. His voice was much hoarse compared with the previous sentence, but the meaning of danger was also heavier.

Rong Yan couldn't restrain the risk factor in his heart. His gentle and harmless eyes in the past were also full of blood. The three were in the shabby attic and the strange atmosphere was very strange.

Zhao Qiqing's fingers were pinched by Rong Yan. Several attempts to break free failed, and her tone was not good.

"Rongyan, do you know what you're doing? Let go, if you still think I'm your sister."

Unexpectedly, this sentence is useful to Rong Yan.

As soon as Zhao Qiqing's voice fell, her hand was free.

At the same time, Rong Yan's frightening momentum dissipated, and the whole person was like a bleeding ball and turned into a harmless and wronged little milk dog.

He took off his baseball cap and fell into Zhao Qiqing's arms despite his messy hair.

"Sister, you will always believe me and always want me, right?"

"Rong Yan, you..."

Maybe Rong Yan's mood changed too fast. Zhao Qiqing had no time to respond, and had subconsciously hugged the boy who was several heads higher than her in front of her.

Especially when she heard the voice close to crying, she felt a faint pain, "you, you get up first and have something to say. When will I say I don't want you?"