Is he stingy?

He is jealous?

Yan Chengchi's newly relieved face suddenly became gloomy again.

Yin and Yang opened his lips, "How could the Xia screenwriter be wrong? I'm a stingy and jealous man."

Xia Changyue: "o(╯□╰)o……"

Isn't it a good boy to say that if you know your mistakes, you can correct them?

Why did she only guess the beginning but not the end?

"Yan Chengchi, you send so many flowers to the crew every day, I don't need it at all, it's too wasteful, can I make a discussion..."

"Screenwriter Xia invited me to have such a special full vinegar banquet. I naturally want to return it. Screenwriter Xia doesn't like the flowers I sent, so I can only invite screenwriter Xia to dinner."

Yan Chengchi opened his lips slightly.

"Eat well, don't be extravagant, and you can grow meat." Xia Changyue agreed without thinking.

"After get off work today, I will go to the crew to pick you up." Yan Chengchi's deep voice could not be heard.

"No, you can easily be seen when you come to pick me up. Just tell the address and I will go there by myself." Xia Changyue said quickly.

Hung up the phone, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his hand, turned and walked in.

When I walked to the clearing, I looked at the red roses all over the floor, and in my crystal eyes, the water flickered slightly.

When they were together four years ago, Yan Chengchi was still unable to do such a romantic thing.

Four years later, although they met, he had only hatred and dislike for her at first, and he would not give her flowers at all.

The only time...

Xia Changyue thought of the champagne roses that he had thrown away by himself, and his heart tightened slightly.

She squatted down and picked up a bunch of bright red roses, thinking of the reason he had given her the flowers, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

A stingy man, don't admit that he is jealous...

"Scriptwriter Xia seems to like these flowers very much." Xiang Feng didn't know when he walked behind her, caught a glimpse of the smile on her face, and joked softly.

"After the film crew is finished, do you need me to ask the person in charge of the props team to send you a bunch of roses to take home? After all, screenwriter Xia signed for so many roses for me. There is no credit and hard work."

"..." Xia Changyue covered his face.

Thinking of the ridiculous words in front of the crew of the crew just now, I didn't even have the courage to look up at Feng.

"Suddenly I remembered that my script still needs to be adjusted. I will sign for you. After the filming, you can handle it yourself!"

After Xia Changyue finished speaking, holding the bouquet of roses in her arms, she turned her head and ran.

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After finally getting through get off work hours, Xia Changyue didn't dare to delay a minute, so he carried his bag and left the crew.

Stopped a car on the side of the road and hurried towards the restaurant that Yan Chengchi had agreed upon.

"Miss, the private room you mentioned is on the VIP floor on the top floor. Go straight to the end of the front and turn left. There is an exclusive elevator for the VIP floor. Please here."

Xia Changyue followed the receptionist at the front desk and walked towards the elevator.

The elevator door opened and she quickly walked in.

She was the only one in the elevator leading to the VIP floor. Xia Changyue pressed the floor and waited anxiously for the elevator door to close.

Her appointment with Yan Chengchi is almost up...

"Wait a minute!" Just as the elevator door was about to close, a long figure squeezed in suddenly.

Short flax hair, long and narrow peach eyes, and a handsome face...

A black suit, steady black, he was abruptly wearing an evil taste, which is unforgettable.

Who else is the person in front of me besides Shang Lingsi!