In the next half month, Song Nanqiao accompanied Wen Wenyao to film while working.

When her girlfriend went to film again, Song Nanqiao always stood by the side, helped her hold her coat, poured hot water for her after filming, and took care of each other carefully.

Wen Wenyao also worked very hard. During the filming process, although she was inexperienced, she had an unexpected spirit. The scenes given by the director were all well completed.

This is the last scene of Wen Wenyao.

Although I NG two or three times, I still fulfilled the director's request.

"Ms. Wen is still very talented. Originally, I was worried that it would take a long time to break in." The director looked at the previous clips and commented objectively.

The talent is excellent, coupled with the super high appearance, this role is not so difficult to control.

"Can I go back tomorrow?" Wen Wenyao asked.

"Okay, let's get together when the banquet is over." The director nodded.

On hearing this, Wen Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief.

The actor is really not that easy to be a good actor. Several times due to the pressure of filming, Wen Wenyao has not slept well, and Song Nanqiao needs to coax him well so that he can feel at ease and persevere to continue shoot.

"Are you finished?" Song Nanqiao walked to Wen Wenyao, opened the kettle, and fed the girl.

"Hmm."

Wen Wenyao nodded and drank the water that Song Nanqiao fed. It was warm, with a hint of fragrance and sweetness. Song Nanqiao seemed to add scented tea to it.

Every time Song Nanqiao was with him, Wen Wenyao was worried about her body. Wen Wenyao wanted her to go back to the hotel several times, but Song Nanqiao refused. The rain was all by his side, and he did not leave.

This kind of behavior made Wen Wenyao who was filming feel more at ease, and gave her a lot of warmth in this severe winter.

"It will be your birthday in a while, let's go home early to prepare."

Counting the days, there is almost a week left.

Wen Wenyao pulled Song Nanqiao's scarf and circled her again, as if afraid that Song Nanqiao would be frozen.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Then I'll buy a ticket for tomorrow." Song Nanqiao said.

"The down jacket I brought you today, but you don't wear it. You can't wear so little in the future. What should I do if I catch a cold?" Wen Wenyao raised his hand and took Song Nanqiao's hand to cover it. He touched his face, and found that the other's hand was as cold as a block of ice.

It's not good at all, it makes me feel bad.

Song Nanqiao is always like this, in winter, I don't like wearing down jackets, one hand is frozen purple, but I don't want to add clothes, every time Wen Wenyao puts it on her, after a while Song Nanqiao took off again.

"I don't like wearing too thick." Song Nanqiao disliked the bloated down jacket and made it difficult to wear it.

"That won't work either, your hands will be frostbitten."

Wen Wenyao grabbed Song Nanqiao's hand tightly, put his hand in his pocket, took off one glove and put it on Song Nanqiao's other glove.

"I want you more than clothes."

"Is that what I meant?" Wen Wenyao's cheeks were slightly red, Song Nanqiao was never so proactive.

"Well, let's go back to the hotel, how warm you are."

Hearing this, Wen Wenyao clenched the opponent's hand even tighter, and seemed a little nervous, and nodded slightly under Song Nanqiao's gaze.

As long as it is Song Nanqiao, she is willing...

To the room.

I don't know if it was because of the air conditioner or the warmth of the girl, Song Nanqiao always felt that he was slowly warming up when he hugged her.

"In the future... don't treat your body like this, what should you do if you're really frostbitten." Wen Wenyao leaned against Song Nanqiao's arms, and the two intertwined their fingers, Wen Wenyao could clearly feel it , the other's hands began to warm up, all thanks to himself.

"I will."

"I don't believe it, I'll put clothes on you in the future, don't take them off casually." Wen Wenyao hugged Song Nanqiao and continued to convey his temperature.

"Okay, I'll just wear it." Song Nanqiao smiled helplessly. This is the difference between having a girlfriend and not having a girlfriend.

In the past, I wore less clothes, and people would only ask a few questions, but no one really cared.

Winter always makes people tired, Song Nanqiao felt a little sleepy, she shrank into the glass, her eyes seemed to be closed.

Wen Wenyao hurriedly turned up the air conditioner by one degree, and wrapped Song Nanqiao tightly with a blanket.

Now that her work is over, Song Nanqiao should have a good rest. When the two return home, she will take care of Song Nanqiao.

It seems that Song Nanqiao was really tired during this time. She slept directly from the afternoon to 9 o'clock in the evening. She wanted to take a bath and then continue to sleep, but Wen Wenyao pulled She drank a little porridge.

"Go to rest after washing up, I will take care of you at night."

Wen Wenyao took the half-drinked millet porridge by Song Nanqiao and drank it himself.

"Okay." Song Nanqiao went to the bathroom to take a shower, and returned to bed at about ten o'clock in the evening.

It was Wen Wenyao who fell asleep holding Song Nanqiao, buried in Wen Wenyao's gentle village, and Song Nanqiao fell into a deep sleep.

She seemed to have a dream, dreaming that she had gone far away...

Morning.

The two got up early, packed their things, and prepared to go to the airport.

The agent was going to follow Wen Wenyao back, but seeing her leaving with Song Nanqiao, he could only take a flight alone and report back to the company.

Time on the plane is brief.

Song Nanqiao chatted with Wen Wenyao for a while, they held hands, and watched a movie together again, and the time passed quickly.

"Aren't you curious about the gift I prepared for you?" Wen Wenyao sat on the sofa at home, looking at Song Nanqiao's busy back, and asked curiously.

"I will like whatever you prepare." Song Nanqiao smiled softly, it's good to have, she is not that picky.

While the two were chatting and laughing, Song Nanqiao's phone rang.

"I'll go take a call."

"Go."

Wen Wenyao looked at her back and fell into contemplation.

Recently, Song Nanqiao seems to be in frequent contact with one person, even on the set, two people can be seen on the phone, even if it is a work relationship, it is impossible to be so close. …

Wen Wenyao is sensitive and will pay attention to these small details unconsciously.

She tried to follow, but stopped again.

"Is it bad for me."

Somewhat distressed, she knew that she couldn't care so much about everyone around Song Nanqiao, and she also knew that she should leave some privacy for Song Nanqiao, but this emotion was uncontrollable.

Wen Wenyao sat back on the sofa a little uneasy, and waited for Song Nanqiao to call her before asking her.

…

Song Nanqiao entered the room and closed the door with her backhand.

"What's wrong?"

"There will be a confidential dinner tomorrow night. I heard that the bosses of major companies are coming over. We have also been invited here. You can see if you want to go." Liu Xuwen took the invitation. He felt that it was a little sudden. Nothing special happened during this period of time. Why did so many seniors get together.

"Wen Guangquan gone?"

"No, this is the strangest thing. In general business banquets, Wen Guangquan is invited. I asked the Intelligence Bureau to investigate and there is no Wen Guangquan on the invitation list."

When Liu Xuwen said this, Song Nanqiao fell into contemplation.

"Did you tell you the content of this chamber of commerce?"

"The result of the intelligence investigation was to create the United Chamber of Commerce."

"Go check what Wen Guangquan has done during this time, and call me back when you find out. Don't agree to the party yet."

"Complete."

Song Nanqiao hung up the phone.

Take the pen in your right hand and start tapping slowly on the desktop.

Build a United Chamber of Commerce under Wen Guangquan's feet? This is tantamount to colluding with a small team in front of the owner, which is a very unwise decision.

For so many years, the bosses of major companies have been tempered by Wen Guangquan, how could they suddenly decide to join forces.

Song Nanqiao guessed that it was Wen Guangquan who did something that harmed their interests and made them unbearable to make such a decision.

Or someone provoked and wanted to move Wen Guangquan.

Wen Wenyao knocked on the door when she heard that there was no voice in the room.

"Can I come in?"

"Yes."

Song Nanqiao came back to her senses, walked to the door, and opened the door of the room.

"What's wrong?"

"What's taking so long..."

Wen Wenyao was pulling Song Nanqiao's clothes and looked a little aggrieved. When Song Nanqiao called her, it didn't take that long, and Wen Wenyao, who was standing at the door, heard a little bit, Originally thought it was talking about work, but she seemed to have heard the words party and dinner.

"Don't think about it, I was just talking about some more important work."

"Well, I'm fine..."

I feel more or less sad in my heart, but I always put Song Nanqiao's affairs first.

"Are you upset?"

Although this is what she said, Song Nanqiao is still keenly aware of something. She knows that Wen Wenyao is a girl who is extremely insecure and will care too much about herself.

"Um...does it bother you?"

Wen Wenyao raised her head cautiously, instead of denying it, she grabbed the other person's sleeve, trying to ease her inner anxiety.

Before Song Nanqiao could speak, Wen Wenyao continued.

"Nan Qiao... I don't seem to be able to control this possessiveness of mine. No matter it is anyone around you, as long as I am in close contact with you, I will be jealous and restless. I am also very insecure. , I always want you to stay by my side, I know, this is impossible, no matter how intimate the couple is, they must leave space for each other..."

She was afraid that Song Nanqiao would hate this sense of restraint, and that the other party would avoid her possessiveness. This was the result she was most afraid of.

During this time, she has read a lot of books on how to promote the relationship between lovers. It is clearly mentioned above that she should not show too strong possessiveness, otherwise it will give each other psychological pressure. will gradually move away from you...

Looking at these words, these words, Wen Wenyao was afraid from the bottom of her heart, because she knew that she was such a person.

"Will you hate me..." Speaking of these words, Wen Wenyao's voice began to be stained with some crying.

"Wen Wenyao!" Song Nanqiao held his girlfriend's shoulder and made the other party face him.

When Wen Wenyao's red eyes looked at him, Song Nanqiao said again.

"I never dislike your possessiveness, on the contrary, it makes me feel very secure. You are the one I love, no matter what you are, I will accept everything from you Besides, you are my girlfriend, you can do things like Cha Gang, whatever you want."

Song Nanqiao handed over his mobile phone. Except for Liu Xuwen, he had nothing to hide, so he would tell Wen Wenyao if it was a big deal.

Wen Wenyao took Song Nanqiao's mobile phone, the password was his birthday, and when he opened it, it was a series of phone records.

"Who is Liu Xuwen? Can you tell me?" Wen Wenyao looked at the name of the contact person above. This person called Song Nanqiao more often than he did.

"Another chairman of my company, we've been busy starting a business recently."

"Well...I believe you, but I'm a little uneasy." Wen Wenyao was already soft in Song Nanqiao's arms.

She knew that Song Nanqiao would not lie to her, but she would be jealous unconsciously.

The author has something to say: Xiao Wen's father will be offline soon

So you can just forget the identity of Liu Xuwen

Because after Xiaowen's father went offline

This identity no longer exists

In the future, Liu Xuwen will not tell Wen Wenyao

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