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Chapter 21
For some unknown reason, the contract between the Ramu brand and Shangyu was shortened by twice as much as the normal contract from drafting to signing. Not to mention no resistance, almost all the programs that can be saved are saved.
On the day the contract was signed, Shangyu held a celebration banquet to celebrate the company's artist Shang Mengmeng winning the excellent resources.
Since it is a dinner, the drunkard's intention is not to drink.
People are all sniffing the direction of the wind to live their lives. It is clear which houses are hung with red lanterns and which houses are in danger. The executives of Shangyu, as well as a bunch of prawn soldiers and crab generals, know that they can no longer underestimate that third-rate little model: once Ramu's endorsement is finalized, the little model's net worth will more than explode tenfold.
The protagonist of the whole celebration banquet is naturally Shang Mengmeng.
Pushing cups and changing cups, talking and laughing at Yan Yan, everyone lined up to congratulate them. Shang Mengmeng was all smiles, sipping the red wine in small sips. After a meal, I didn't eat a few mouthfuls of food, but the wine alone filled my already small stomach to the brim.
Everyone said that she has a bright future, and she will be Shangyu's real first sister in the future.
Words are flattery, people are ruthless, Shang Mengmeng has been in the industry for four years, and has seen through these tricks long ago. Her smiling face was full of sarcasm, just a few days ago, the person sitting in this seat was still Yao Wei, the supermodel who once brought the company supreme glory and money, seems to have been forgotten by others.
Holding the red wine glass, Shang Mengmeng squinted her eyes, her gaze swept across the entire private room, but she did not see Miss Yao.
"Where's Miss Wei?" she asked.
"She said she was ill." Chen Yue answered lightly, "I didn't come." "Ill
?"
The corners of Chen Yue's mouth added a trace of helplessness, and sighed faintly: "In this occasion, she may only be ill. After finishing speaking, Zhao Shangmeng raised his glass and lowered his voice, "You know? Yao Wei has long wanted to win Ramu's endorsement in Asia. Her team and even the company's senior management have helped her win it." Shang
Mengmeng Silent.
Chen Yue patted her on the shoulder, "Be careful in the future. We have completely settled the relationship with Yao Wei, and it is not a fuel-efficient lamp."
She sighed, resting her chin in one hand and shaking the wine glass with the other, "Oh." Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, but her eyes were thoughtful.
In the headquarters of Shangyu, most people went to Shang Mengmeng's celebration banquet, and the lights in the building were sporadic.
Suddenly, a crackling sound broke the dead silence.
Yao Wei was furious, smashed the teacup to pieces, and said sharply, "Didn't you say that Meng Jingran is behind Shang Mengmeng? Didn't you insist that they had an affair?" He threw a stack of photos all over the sky with his hands, "Shoot It’s fine if you don’t have any evidence, so what’s going on with this!”
The photo is eloquent, the man in the picture is tall and handsome, the woman can’t see the face, her body is slender, very similar to Shang Mengmeng.
The man who was being scolded was Fang Jie, tall, thin, and handsome. He worked as an assistant beside Yao Wei and had been with her for ten years. He was loyal and unambiguous. He was silent for a while, bent down to pick up the photo, and said in a low voice, "Our people have been with Young Master Meng for a few days. The time is too short, so they found someone who is about the same size as her..." Yao Wei took a few steps
forward , the voice was very soft: "You designed Meng Jingran?"
"..." Fang Jie's face was extremely ugly, he lowered his head and did not make a sound.
"Do you know how serious this matter is?" She squinted her eyes, her words were cold, "You let me offend both the Meng and Song families overnight." As she spoke, she staggered back, with gorgeous makeup With a little hesitation on his face, he fell down on the sofa, "Has my future been ruined?"
Fang Jie said in a deep voice, "No, I did this very cleanly, photos and emails are all I sent it anonymously. No one will suspect you."
Yao Wei laughed, "So what?" He looked up and looked around, with a confused expression, "I have worked hard for ten years to get something, and it is easy for others. Snatched away."
Fang Jie pursed his lips, hesitated a little, then stretched out his hands to hold her shoulders, "Listen, cheer up, but a little girl, what big deal has it become?" After a pause, he said, "The company is already in I'm preparing for your entry into film and television, you have to remember that you are the first sister of Shangyu, you know?" "..."
Yao Wei bit his lips until his lips turned white, remained silent for a long time before nodding slightly.
Assistant Fang felt relieved, sighed, and said, "Your vacation is not over yet, go home and have a good sleep, and forget about Shang Mengmeng's business." "Whatever?" Yao Wei raised his head, his eyes
were
cold "She is in the limelight now. When Ramu makes an official announcement, the whole world will know the name Shang Mengmeng. At that time, who will remember me?" The
night outside the window filled with cold wind. Suddenly, she looked at him and lowered her voice, "Xiaojie, you have been so smart since you were a child, you must have a way to help me, right?"
Fang Jie frowned.
"How do you ruin a woman's reputation? Haven't you always done a good job?" She stared at him, her slender fingers covered the back of his hand, and said in a soft voice, "For so many years, every one of my competitors has It was you who helped me solve it. You will definitely help me this time too, right?"
Fang Jie closed his eyes and let out a deep breath, "Weiwei, you have to forgive others, and what you got is not enough? "
Yao Wei's eyes turned cold suddenly, "Do you want to help me, just a word."
"You..."
"Help, or not?
" A look of satisfaction slowly surfaced in Yao Wei's eyes, he curled his lips, and sneered, "What celebrities are most afraid of is stains and scandals. As far as I know, Shang
Mengmeng does not lack these two things."
leave.
Shang Mengmeng's cheeks were flushed, her mind was dazed, her steps were floating, and she was half-supported and half-carried by Chen Yue to the sofa in the hall. She was drunk, she was quiet at first, but after a while she started laughing, making noise, singing and dancing, hugging Chen Yue and kissing her on the face.
She is very strong, and Chen Yue managed to grab her with all his strength. He stared at her with disgust and said, "My little ancestor, how much wine have you just drunk, and you can be so drunk?"
Shang Mengmeng said happily Pooting at her, the smell of alcohol came to her face.
Chen Yue was speechless, and finally couldn't bear it any longer: "...Go away!"
Just as he finished speaking, the phone rang.
Chen Yue touched her phone, but there was no response, and then frowning, she went to find Shang Mengmeng's bag. He took it out and saw two words on the caller ID: Gold Master.
Chen Yue was startled, and it took her a while to realize who the "funder" was. After thinking for a while, she frowned and picked up the phone with a respectful and polite tone: "Mr. Mu, I'm Miss Shang's agent.
" The person at the other end was silent for a while, obviously not very surprised, and said lightly: "What about her?" "
She..." Chen Yue hesitated, glanced at the woman who was drinking and singing Little Star, and fell silent, "It's not very good, Maybe you need to come and pick it up..."
Before the words finished, the phone was snatched by Shang Mengmeng, she stared at Chen Yue with wide eyes, and asked viciously: "Who are you calling?" Without waiting for Chen Yue Opening his mouth and looking at the phone screen again, he was stunned, and then exaggeratedly whispered, "Xiaochengcheng? You actually called Wuli Xiaochengcheng?" "..."
Chen
Yue helped her forehead, and found a few waitresses to take her Press and hold, and then snatch the phone back.
"Hey, Mr. Mu, look at this..."
The other party interrupted her with a very concise word: "Address."
Thirty minutes later, a black car sped through the night and pulled over.
Shang Mengmeng was dizzy and curled up on the sofa in the hall. In a daze, she vaguely felt that something was covering her body. Then she lightened up and was hugged by a pair of slender and powerful arms.
The door opens and closes.
"Drive." Mu Cheng's face was extremely gloomy.
Jiang Li in the driver's cab didn't dare to look back, nodded his head, looked at his nose, nose and heart, and tried his best to force himself to ignore all the sounds behind him - from now on, you are blind. Oh, and a deaf one. Um.
"Well, I'm hot, don't want this..." Shang Mengmeng was extremely restless, and swept away Mu Cheng's suit jacket with a wave of her small hand, twisting and scratching her whole body in his arms, a little curious: "It's so hot , why are you wearing so much?"
Mu Cheng took a breath, grabbed her little hand that was on fire everywhere, and restrained her, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was full of threats: "What do you want to do?"
Shang Mengmeng raised her head, her black hair was slightly disheveled, her cheeks were rosy, and she stared blankly at the face in front of her.
He frowned and looked at her with a bad expression.
"..." She was stunned for a while, then suddenly giggled, hooked his neck and pressed it softly, chuckling in his ear, with a devout voice in her voice: "I think, you want me."
Her body smelled of wine and fruit, and her snow-white skin was light pink, like a ripe fruit, tender and charming. Mu Cheng's face darkened, he squinted his eyes, and looked at her for a moment, then suddenly grabbed her chin and leaned closer, his voice was dangerously soft, "Say, who am I?"
Shang Mengmeng was in a state of confusion, did not answer, just serious looking at him.
"I've always been alone." She murmured in a low voice, with a smile on her lips, "Only when you want me, can I feel two heartbeats. That's why I don't think it's that cold." "...
"
Mu Cheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly, with black eyes fixed on hers, he asked again, in an extremely low tone, "I ask you, who am I?" This
time, she seemed to have finally heard the voice of the outside world, her gaze It landed on his face again, as if he was looking at it seriously.
Suddenly, she took his hand and asked almost cautiously, "Will you leave me? Like my father?"
Dead silence.
Mu Cheng's voice dropped to zero, "Call me by my name."
"You..." She frowned, and a name flowed between her lips and teeth, "You are..." The second before the words came out, he lowered his head and kissed stopped her.
The full taste of liqueur dances on the tip of the tongue. He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to hoop her into his bones and blood, his lips were brutal and fierce, and her tender red lips soon swelled slightly.
Not long after, he let go of her and hugged her into his arms, his eyes were forbearing and deep.
Shang Mengmeng was even more dizzy from being drunk and hypoxic. She yawned with her head resting on his shoulder, and said to herself, "Pervert, pervert, why are you a pervert..."
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Chapter 22
Shang Mengmeng was drunk, very drunk, slept in Womucheng's arms in the car for a while, and then became noisy again.
"Have you ever seen an angel?" Her eyes were shining like stars in the sky.
Mu Cheng didn't speak.
Shang Mengmeng leaned over mysteriously, and whispered: "I've seen it before. The wings are white, and there are halos on the head..." The more she talked, the more excited she was, her slender white fingers dangled in front of his eyes, and her red lips Suddenly there was a low laugh, and he pulled his button: "Angels usually don't wear clothes!" "..." The
alcohol
in her mind seemed to be burning, and she was burning hot, frowning and acting coquettishly with him, " Mu Cheng, I seem to be a little hot, I don't feel well..."
Mu Cheng breathed heavily, clasped her wrist hard, and stared at her with black eyes.
Her eyes are boundless, her snow-white face is glowing with a delicate pink, the corners of her mouth are raised, and every subtle movement is a silent hint.
His gaze was as sharp as a wolf's, "Calm down."
Shang Mengmeng rolled in his arms laughing, suddenly raised her head, her red lips were close to his chin, her bony and boneless hands slipped down, her tone was innocent and innocent "Huh, huh—yo?"
Mu Cheng grabbed her hand, narrowed his eyes, "Ali, pull over."
Assistant Jiang in the cab twitched his mouth, answered yes, and quickly drove the car to Park in a dark corner, unbuckle your seat belt, open the door, and get out of the car.
Jiang Li shivered in the cold wind for an hour and a half.
It was early morning when we returned to Mu's house.
Shang Mengmeng's legs were trembling, and even the strength to stand up was taken away. Mu Cheng took a suit jacket and wrapped her around her body, picked her up and kicked open the door directly into the master bedroom bathroom.
Turning on the faucet, the white steam from the hot water was misty and unreal, she clenched her lower lip and was pressed against the mirror by him, sinking and drifting in a drunken daze, she clasped her fingers tightly with him.
In the end, Shang Mengmeng was exhausted, Ren Mucheng cleaned her up and was carried to bed by him.
She was so dizzy that she almost fell asleep with the pillow on her head, and she didn't have a dream until dawn.
The next day the weather was not good, it was gloomy like it was going to rain.
Shang Mengmeng woke up with a hangover and only felt a headache. She reluctantly sat up and rubbed her forehead. Looking around, she found that she was sleeping in Mu Cheng's bedroom. She frowned in bewilderment, and a trace of bewilderment gradually floated in her eyes.
Throwing off the quilt and getting out of bed, as soon as your feet touch the ground, you will be floating when you walk, and a certain position is extremely sore and soft. Unexpectedly, she gasped, and lifted up her nightgown to see that her whole body was covered with bruises and purple hickey marks, which was scarier than ever before.
"..." She stroked her forehead.
Last night, after the celebration banquet, what happened? I vaguely remember that she drank some wine, and then she was so groggy that she couldn't remember anything. How did she come back? What's going on with these dense traces of sex on her body?
Shang Mengmeng frowned, lost in thought.
The door suddenly opened, and the sound of footsteps came.
She looked up and saw Mu Cheng walking in with a cold face, a black shirt with the cuffs rolled up, revealing a small chunk of strong bronze arm. Holding a white porcelain bowl in his hand.
The bowl was a small size, and it looked even smaller in his wide palm, out of place.
Shang Mengmeng stood up and looked around, and saw that the liquid in the bowl was light brown, like some kind of granule, and there was a faint strange smell in the air.
Mu Cheng closed the door, took a look at her and handed the bowl over, saying in a calm tone, "Drink it."
It seemed to be a kind of medicine. Also, it looks awful.
She wrapped the quilt tightly and retracted back to the bed, only showing one head to look at him, her eyes were alert, her face full of disgust, and she pointed to the bowl, "What's in it?"
Mu Cheng walked to the bed and stood still, his black eyes condescending. Looking at her with a calm face, "He's sober."
He moved closer, and the smell of medicine in the air became stronger, making Shang Mengmeng want to pinch his nose. This time she even retracted her head into the quilt, and her voice came from below in a muffled voice, like a rice dumpling: "My wine is already sober, so I don't need to eat this." After a slight pause, she added in a well-mannered way, " Thank you."
He was silent for a while, then changed into a softer tone, "Hey, drink this."
The zongzi on the bed did not move at all.
"Get up and take medicine. Shang Mengmeng." Her voice was low, steady and firm, "Don't make me say it a third time." "..."
She rolled her eyes, opened a gap in the quilt, and glared at him: "Don't eat, don't you eat?" Eat or not, thank you thank you!" Then he raised his arm to cover up the gap again.
After waiting for a while, there was no movement outside for a while.
Shang Mengmeng was a little curious, quietly lifted the quilt to look around, and saw Mu Cheng still standing by the bed, his tall and straight body standing quietly, like a mountain, looking at her indifferently.
She frowned in confusion, and was about to speak when she saw him raise his head and drink the bowl of medicine directly.
With medicine in his mouth, with a blank expression on his face, he clasped her chin with his big hand, buried his head and kissed her lips heavily. Her eyes widened in astonishment, slightly bitter liquid flowed from his mouth, one after another, she was caught off guard and could only be forced to swallow, her head was fixed by him, unable to move.
He fed all the medicine, but he didn't intend to stop.
Shang Mengmeng struggled slightly, but was easily restrained by him, then frowned, her eyes widened even wider.
Mu Cheng stared at her face, and saw her cheeks transition from fair to pink, and her bright eyes were gradually covered with mist. His black eyes were slightly deep, and he entangled with her flustered little tongue until the bitter taste of the medicine juice was no longer in her mouth, and then left.
"..." Shang Mengmeng's breathing was unsteady, she turned her head and looked away, her face flushed.
Not long after, her heart beat fast, she stretched out her hand to push him impatiently, "I'm going to get up."
Mu Cheng raised his eyebrows, and straightened out of the way.
Shang Mengmeng sat up and put on her slippers, looked down, and saw red marks all over her legs under her nightdress. She was speechless, but after thinking about it, she finally couldn't hold it back. She leaned over and tentatively said, "Mr. Mu, can I ask you something?"
He lit a cigarette, and his gaze behind the smoke was fixed on Look at her, silent.
She took this reaction as acquiescence, so she blinked and asked in a silly and innocent tone, "Well, before me, have you not
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