C950 He Was Just a Driver
C950 He Was Just a Driver
The female assistant left with a look of grievance.
The woman took out her phone from her bag and made a call. " Hello, a woman called Yan Qing, a martial arts director. In the future, I don't want any crew members to see her again! "
Opposite her was a man's puzzled voice. "Martial arts director? Not an actress?"
"No."
The man smiled and said, "What's so special about a martial arts director?"
The woman gritted her teeth and said, "I just don't like her!"
"Hehe, alright. You don't have any background, right?"
The woman replied, "No. If you have a background, do you know how to do a little martial arts tutorial?"
Even if Chu Shen had been there before, he would probably be gone from now on.
As for that man, he was just a driver.
She would never put such a small character in her eyes.
In the afternoon, she heard Feng Yanqing say that her boyfriend was a driver and that the car belonged to their boss after being questioned by a small actress.
The woman snorted lightly and thought, Driver, he really deserves that slut's identity.
She would rather believe that the man was the driver than believe that he was some big shot.
Besides, she had seen quite a number of wealthy and powerful people in Imperial, but she had never seen such a person.
The man said, "Okay, I'll do it immediately. I guarantee that she won't be able to stay in this circle anymore."
The woman's expression finally became a little better. "Okay, I'll wait for your news."
At night, Feng Qingyan finished bathing and went to bed. When she had nothing to do, she liked to lie on the bed and watch her phone or watch TV series.
At this moment, the sound of water gurgling in the bathroom sounded again. It was Beiming Yue inside.
Feng Qingyan looked up and looked. She seemed to have thought of something and her cheeks suddenly became hot.
She immediately ordered a movie to watch and diverted her attention.
Not long after, the bathroom door opened and Beiming Yue walked out wearing a bathrobe.
His hair had not been completely blown dry. A few strands of hair scattered on his forehead, making him appear much gentler and less fierce.
His exquisite features always carried a bit of charm, especially those long and narrow eyes, which were especially alluring.
Looking at the little girl leaning against the bed, Beiming Yue's lips curled up into an evil smile, and he slowly walked over.
The white bathrobe was loose and wrapped around his body. The belt around his waist was very loose, as if with a slight pull, it could be pulled apart.
The water droplets on his solid chest were not completely wiped off. They slid along his fair skin into the bathrobe.
Feng Qingyan only raised her eyes to take a look and then looked at the phone screen again.
Beiming Yue sat beside her after getting into bed and looked at her phone screen. "What are you looking at?"
Feng Qingyan replied, "A TV series."
"What TV series?" Beiming Yue asked.
Feng Qingyan said, "You wouldn't know even if I told you. You don't usually watch it."
"The martial arts director for this series is you?"
Feng Qingyan nodded. "Yes, it was my previous movie, the ancient costume Xianxia drama."
"Why don't you take the projector and watch it? The phone screen is so small!" Beiming Yue picked up the remote control next to him and turned on the projector. "Connect to the projector. I will watch it with you."
... "" Feng Qingyan looked up at him. There was a slight difference. "You want to watch?"
Beiming Yue asked, "Why, not?"
"No, I just didn't expect you to watch a television series."
"I mainly want to see how good your martial arts guidance is."
Feng Qingyan's cell phone was connected to the projector on the wireless. The TV series's image was quickly projected on the opposite wall.
The painting quality was very clear. The Xianxia TV series's scenery was very beautiful.
Beiming Yue turned off the light and the two of them leaned against the bed to watch the Xianxia TV series.