Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 7
In the past six years since entering the industry, apart from Qian Mengmeng, there is no one under Jin Ping who can be such a stupid artist.

How many times does it take to be attacked by the same person twice without a long memory!
"Forget it, you will be bitten by a dog." Jin Ping comforted.

"Oh." Qian Mengmeng thought for a while, then nodded solemnly.

When she got home, Du Ruan was crackling at the computer. When she heard the noise, she didn't even turn her head, "Hey big star, it's time for work."

Qian Mengmeng put the food on the table, looked over at the computer screen, "Are you busy?"

"No, watch me strangle this little bitch to death!" She said so, but Du Ruan opened the Weibo interface at this time, and she quickly typed a string of text with her fingers flying.

You are ugly, you go to V first: The green tea master buys novel IP adaptations all day long, when can we have an original one?

Qian Mengmeng: "..."

After the news was sent out, another comment appeared on Du Ruan's Weibo interface soon.

Aiyu Wannian: Is it blind to say that we, Feiyu, have no originality? Have you read "The Time of Impossible Love"?
"Ah bah! Did she write "Impossible"? It's a JI-ba!" Du Ruan got angry, and pushed the keyboard violently, making a loud noise.

Qian Mengmeng looked at her, but didn't speak.

"The Time of Impossible Love" is a festering scar in Du Ruan's heart, no one can heal it, and it can't be healed.She blows up when someone mentions it.

Because, it was a work that she spent nearly a year exhausting her heart and soul to create, but was betrayed by someone close to her and stole it abruptly.

However, it has been three years since the show was released, and Du Ruan had long since lost the temper she had back then, so she calmed down after a while.

Seeing the full food boxes on the table, she was startled, then ran towards the table and opened it twice, "Qian Gongji is bleeding profusely today!"

Qian Mengmeng came over, opened all the other food boxes for her and put them on the table one by one, and handed her chopsticks.

"It can make money and manage the family. Our Ah Meng is really great." Reaching out to scrape her nose, Du Ruan happily ate.

While she was eating, Qian Mengmeng told her what happened tonight, including the time Song Huaijin asked her to hug her thigh.

When Qian Mengmeng talked about the part of her kneeling down and hugging Song Huaijin's thigh, Du Ruan almost spit out the food.

"Cough, cough, cough." After taking the water glass handed over by Qian Mengmeng and drinking it in one gulp, Du Ruan's expression was very tangled.

"You also think he's quite perverted." Qian Mengmeng said with absolute certainty.

You are the pervert!Du Ruan put down the cup and sighed heavily.

"Ameng, that's not what he meant by hugging his thighs."

"Ah?" Qian Mengmeng was stunned, and it took him a long time to realize, "So he wants to sleep with me! It's too wretched!"

Du Ruan: "..."

After eating and drinking, Du Ruan sat paralyzed on the sofa to watch Qian Mengmeng tidy up.

Looking at Qian Mengmeng's innocent little face, her long-legged and slender figure, and thinking of all the mess in the circle, he felt a little worried for her for no reason.

"Ruan Ruan, let me tell you one thing, don't be angry." Qian Mengmeng said suddenly.

Du Ruan raised his eyes and motioned for her to continue.

"I'm going to audition for "Light in the Red Dust."

Shen Feiyu, the screenwriter of "Light in the Red Dust", is the guy who stole Du Ruan's script back then.

But who knows, Du Ruan not only didn't mind at all, but also sat up from the sofa to encourage her, "Come on, you can do it."

"Aren't you angry?"

"Why should I be angry?"

"The screenwriter is..." Just half an hour ago, she was fighting under someone else's Weibo.

"Cut, Lei drama and making money are two different things." Du Ruan was quite open-minded, "Make more money, and buy me some figurines for the pay."

(End of this chapter)