Cute and sweet wife: the president's husband asks for a hug

Chapter 134 Decoration?

Hearing Mu Baihan's words, Luo Qing'er's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Director Mu!" She couldn't help but say, "But Meimei's scene today is a passionate scene, if she doesn't need to be naked—"

She thought that Mu Baihan stood by Zuo Yuyan's side because he forgot what Su Meimei was going to film today, and was about to explain clearly, but was interrupted coldly by Mu Baihan.

"As a director, I know very well what the scene I'm going to shoot today." While speaking, his cold eyes kept falling on Su Meimei, as if he wanted to burn a hole in her body, "It's just that I think our daughter The protagonist has always been very unrestrained, even if he goes to battle himself, he wouldn't care, would he?"

Su Meimei's body trembled violently, she suddenly raised her head, and met Mu Baihan's cold eyes.

"Mu Baihan." She finally couldn't help but speak, but every word trembled uncontrollably, "Do you have to be like this?"

"What's the matter with me?" Mu Bai smiled coldly, looking at Su Meimei's pale face, he felt a slight stab in his heart, but soon, he forced himself to show a sarcasm smile, "Is there something wrong with what I said? Don't you just want everyone Seeing your body? Isn't that what you like best?"

The last trace of blood faded from Su Meimei's face.

She looked at the man in front of her, as if meeting him for the first time.

"Mu Baihan." She clenched her small hands tightly, tears finally couldn't help but welled up in her eyes, "I hate you!"

Throwing down these words, she rushed out of the dressing room.

"Meimei!" Luo Qing'er looked at her back worriedly, and couldn't help looking at Mu Baihan angrily, "Director Mu, avenging your personal revenge, do you think it's appropriate for you to do this!"

"What's inappropriate?" Mu Bai smiled coldly, without any intention of denying it, "Since you want me to direct, I have the right to control everything about the crew."

"You!" Luo Qing'er was about to explode in anger when Fang Jingjing beside her couldn't wait to speak.

"That's right! Luo Qing'er, don't think that you're really great just because you're a producer in name. The biggest part of the crew is the director, and you're just a decoration with Leng Shao's money, don't be so arrogant! "

Fang Jingjing was really smiling from ear to ear.

Sure enough, she guessed right, Director Mu must know about the relationship between Young Master Leng and Yu Yan, that's why he helped Yu Yan like this.In the future, with Director Mu around, she and Yu Yan can walk sideways in the crew!

"A display?" Luo Qing'er sneered, "Okay, I want to see if I am a display."

She suddenly took out her mobile phone. On the mobile phone, there was an interface that was recording.She looked at Zuo Yuyan coldly, and pressed the play button.

The voices of Fang Jingjing and Zuo Yuyan quickly came from inside——

"That's because you, the producer, aren't responsible enough! We, Yuyan, have a shower scene today!"

"Why do you want me to be naked? All in all, today's naked substitute, I'm going to decide!"

Zuo Yuyan and Fang Jingjing's faces paled instantly.

"You... you actually recorded secretly!" Fang Jingjing was furious, pointing at Luo Qing'er's nose and cursing, "Why are you so shameless!"

"You don't care about my shame." Luo Qing'er sneered, and put down her phone, "In short, if this recording gets out, what do you think people will think of you and Zuo Yuyan?"

Luo Qing'er is really glad that she has left behind.

When Zuo Yuyan and Fang Jingjing came in just now, she had a bad feeling, so she secretly started recording with her mobile phone, to be prepared.

Didn't expect it to be useful so soon.

As far as Fang Jingjing and Zuo Yuyan's arrogance in the voice is spread on the Internet, the news about Zuo Yuyan playing big names has nothing to do with it.

"Luo Qing'er, you bastard!" Fang Jingjing was so angry that she was trembling all over at this time, but Luo Qing'er didn't dare to attack with this recording in her hand.

Just when she felt that she was about to be angered and hurt internally, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.

An assistant rushed in out of breath, and shouted at the sight of his voice: "Everyone! Mr. Leng is on the set! Mr. Leng is on the set!"

(End of this chapter)