Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 21 An Accident!

When the word "Le Yan'er" was called, the screenwriter sitting next to Ye Tingchen clearly saw Ye Tingchen's hand on the table.

Le Yan'er was still in a daze just now, but she didn't expect it to be her turn so soon. She handed over her belongings to Ye Xiaoru and walked towards the high platform.

When she was on the high stage, Le Yan'er realized that she was about to audition in front of Ye Tingchen.

She is Ye Tingchen's wife in name, but she has never felt real.

Now that he actually has to audition in front of him, it would be a lie to say that he is not nervous.

Le Yan'er almost had the urge to turn around and run away without trying, but she remembered what Danny said to her, knowing that this opportunity was hard-won, she finally bit her lip and walked up to the high platform step by step.

The field manager came to tie a wire to her, and sighed: "You are too thin, your waist is thinner than Jiang Huilin just now."

Le Yan'er lowered her head, not daring to look in Ye Tingchen's direction, and just smiled when she heard the words.

In the entertainment circle, to say you are thin is to praise you again, TV will make people wider because of the proportion problem, and you can only look good if you are thin enough to be photogenic.

"Okay," the field manager pulled Lavia, feeling that it was done, and seeing that Le Yan'er was pretty, he added, "Come on."

Le Yan'er gave a friendly smile, and looked down at the people below. With a distance of three meters, the crowd seemed dense, and she couldn't see anyone's face clearly. She felt that she was facing Ye Tingchen in her heart. The tension subsided a little too.

If he dared to watch, wouldn't she dare to act?

Le Yan'er's heart skipped a beat, she raised her leg and jumped down lightly.

Then her waist tightened violently.

Le Yan'er looked back at Weiya in astonishment. She had just jumped half a meter when Wia tightened her grip and hung her in mid-air.

The field manager panicked and turned the wheel shaft vigorously, but a gear seemed to be stuck and did not move.

In order to facilitate the post-processing, the wire is actually very thin, and the weight of the whole body is pressed on the thin line on the waist. Le Yan'er feels that her back hurts as if it is about to be disconnected.

Because of the loss of strength, his arm went limp, and the unsharpened prop sword in his hand fell and hit the ground with a bang.

When everyone was stunned, Ye Tingchen had already stood up.

It was only stuck for a second, and the gear suddenly started to rotate again. Just now, a lot of steel wires were placed in the action of the field manager, and now the axle rotated crazily. !
Because the audition platform was only three meters high, there were no protective measures on the ground, and what she was facing was a stiff concrete floor!
In order to leave enough space for the audition, everyone stood far away, leaving a large space in the middle. In this second, it was too late to save her.

Although the distance is not high, Le Yan'er was suspended in the air just now, but now she fell headfirst, it is impossible not to get injured.

Many thoughts flashed through Le Yan'er's mind, but she only grasped the last one, which was: don't hurt your face!
It was all she could do.

She covered her face with her hands, closed her eyes resignedly, and fell down with gravity.

Le Yaner gritted her teeth——

With the rapid fall of gravity, but the expected pain did not come.

She fell into a hard but warm embrace.

None of the bewildered onlookers saw clearly how Ye Tingchen rushed over.

I saw a black shadow rushing over, and then took all the force of Le Yan'er's impact into his arms, hugged her tightly, and fell to the ground on his back!

The huge momentum and sudden pain made Ye Tingchen frowned slightly, but the hand holding her did not loosen at all.

Surrounded by the faint scent of cologne, Le Yan'er was taken aback for a moment before realizing that it was Ye Tingchen's scent.

With his face pressed against his chest, he could hear the strong heartbeat under his chest, and at this moment he was a little impatient because of worry.

With her hands on her chest, through the thin shirt, she could almost feel the tight muscles underneath.

Ye Tingchen lowered his head and saw Le Yan'er's frightened face in his arms, thinking she was hurt, his eyes were heavy, and he asked, "Are you okay?"

Le Yan'er stared at him blankly, as if she didn't understand what happened.

She... was caught by Ye Tingchen?

The face close at hand was still so pretty, so delicate that not a single pore could be seen, but the always cold phoenix eyes were full of tension.

The warm breath hit her forehead, but she felt as if she was stepping on cotton under her feet, and her whole body felt unreal.

The people around who were stunned just now quickly surrounded him.

"Young Master Ye, Young Master Ye, are you alright?"

"Is your spine okay? Do you want an ambulance?"

Ye Tingchen didn't respond to all the inquiries, and his eyes were firmly locked on her face.

Le Yan'er slowly came back to her senses, shaking her head: "I'm fine."

Her mind was still in chaos, Ye Tingchen saved her?Why did he save her?The two of them are obviously married in a fake way, shouldn't they pretend that they don't know each other?

Thinking of the look in his eyes just now, she felt a little flustered in her heart.

Le Yan'er comforted herself, Ye Tingchen is gay, he doesn't like women!
Don't be too sentimental!

Thinking of this, there was a vague sense of loss, which was deeply hidden in her heart.

The assistant director pushed aside the crowd and came over in a hurry, sweating on his fat face in a hurry, and asked repeatedly: "Master Ye, how are you, Young Master Ye? Will the loud sound just now hurt your spine?" What about the field manager! Field manager! Call 120!"

He was really anxious to death, if Ye Shao was injured in his audition venue, he would never be able to get along in this industry in the future.

Ye Tingchen glanced at the assistant director impatiently, and said in a cold tone, "It's okay, there's no need to call an ambulance."

Then he helped Le Yan'er stand up, Le Yan'er's feet were still a little soft, so he put his arms around her and let her lean into his arms.

Ye Tingchen's high-end handmade suit was stained with a little dust, but it did not damage his noble temperament at all, and no one around him dared to reach out to help him without authorization.

Le Yan'er raised her head and saw a pair of probing, jealous, or scrutinizing eyes, her mind cleared up a bit, and she pushed Ye Tingchen a certain distance away.

Ye Xiaoru also squeezed in at this time, and was terrified when she saw this scene, she reached out her hand to hold Le Yan'er, and hurriedly asked: "Yan'er, are you okay?"

Le Yan'er then left Ye Tingchen's embrace, leaned into Ye Xiaoru's embrace, lowered her head and said to Ye Tingchen, "Thank you Young Master Ye."

Ye Tingchen's eyes were slightly cold.

How dare she pretend not to know him.

Suddenly, I felt that the hard work of catching the plane back early in the morning had turned into anger.

But seeing that her thin shoulders and neck were still trembling slightly, as if she hadn't recovered from the fright just now, he didn't want to get angry at her.

Turning his head, his cold eyes were stained with a little hostility, and his eyes fell on the assistant director: "Is this the safety guarantee of Shadow Mountain Media?"

The sound was like a bone-scraping ice blade.

(End of this chapter)