After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 403 Love
Jiang Mu: "Will it affect her work?"

Ge Ping: "That's not true. She is the only artist in Chen Xiaodong's hands. Now she is in her body and mind, and she is working harder than before in attracting resources."

She frowned: "You understand his health, and advise him to avoid participating in the drinking party."

Ge Ping sneered, this is not something he can persuade. Men and women in love only have each other in their hearts, and other people's persuasion will only be considered as destroying their relationship.

Jiang Mu also thought of this: "Be careful, don't make trouble."

Ge Ping gestured OK, picked up the signed contract and left.

Jiang Mu was stunned for a while, and couldn't bear to read the script sent by Zhuang Rui on the desktop. He found the one about the perverted villain, got up and walked downstairs.

The boys who were the first to sign into the studio worked very hard. They basically stayed in the practice room when they were not working, and their hard work was engraved in their hearts.

On the contrary, girls are more anxious, impetuous in doing things, and eager for quick success is written on their faces.

Going down the corner of the stairs, she inadvertently glanced at the large potted plants waiting for people on the balcony, her footsteps moved slightly, and the two people who were kissing inseparably behind were very familiar.

Jiang Mu withdrew his gaze and went downstairs as usual, as if he didn't notice the hot movement in the corner.

There is a reception area on the first floor, looking out through the wide floor-to-ceiling windows. The glass isolates the cold air outside, forming two worlds.

Jiang Mu sat by the window, the warm sun came in and made people feel sleepy lazily. She flipped through the script for a while,

Not long after, a shadow fell on the opposite side, and Chen Xiaodong sat down opposite her, and asked carelessly: "The front desk said you were looking for me?"

Jiang Mu closed the script: "Well, I saw you making out with a female artist just now, so I don't have the nerve to disturb you."

Chen Xiaodong's expression changed, and he calmed down a bit: "That's right, you are the boss of the company, so it's not unusual to know."

Jiang Mu looked at the stern expression between his brows, and he seemed to be a different person than when he first met. Love is really a good thing, it makes people change their appearance.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to blame the teacher, the company does not restrict artists' free love."

Chen Xiaodong's expression softened, his shoulders relaxed.

"I heard from Ge Ping that the resources you have brought in recently are good. How are you doing? Can you still adapt?"

Chen Xiaodong: "It's okay, isn't it just a business discussion at the wine table? I'm an expert in drinking, but I get dizzy the next day. It's a small problem. As long as Fangfang can be popular, it's okay to work harder."

Jiang Mu's eyes moved slightly. Is this the Chen Xiaodong she knows? He is infatuated and serious.

For the sake of a kidney, she kindly reminded: "The company has no performance requirements, you pay attention to your body."

"By the way, fans in the entertainment industry are very tolerant of idols. The more famous artists are, the more cautious they are, and love affairs are even more taboo."

Jiang Mu clicked and stopped, put away his things and left. After all, he is Xiao Junheng's cousin. Regardless of whether he can achieve a positive result in the end, he still needs to be mentally prepared in advance.

Don't give everything for love in the end, but be used as a pedal by others and lose money and money.

Chen Xiaodong watched her leave meaningfully, his eyes were complicated and he didn't know what he was thinking.
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Xiao Junheng went home in the dark, there was a strong wind during the day, and the weather forecast said there would be snow at night.

The living room is lit, and the smell of rice comes from the kitchen.

A smile flashed in his eyes, and he walked over with light steps. Ever since he fell ill, Jiang Mu's habit of cooking soup to keep healthy has remained.

Smelling that it was pork rib soup today, Xiao Junheng leaned on the bar counter, quietly looking at his wife who was frowning at the fish in the pool.

(End of this chapter)