Chapter 69： Screenwriter Xiao Yan (1/2)

Jiang Xi was awakened by a nightmare.

It was a nightmare repeated many times.

In her dream, she revisited the scene when the Jiang family fell, and saw the indifferent faces of the Fang family at that time.

Jiang Xi thought that she would not forgive the Fang family who had insulted her parents in every way.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Xi fumbled to turn on the bedside lamp.

The darkness was suddenly dispelled by the light, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and Jiang Xi opened the quilt and got out of bed.

Slippers stepped on the thick wool rug and made a less clear sound, but maybe it was a psychological problem. Jiang Xi felt that there was a lot of noise in the bedroom. Her heartbeat and breathing sound were mixed with the sound of clock ticking Very noisy and difficult to calm down.

Standing at the bedroom door for a while, Jiang Xi opened the door and went out.

She had thought of pouring a glass of water in the kitchen, but when she passed the water and passed the living room, she found that the light on the balcony of the living room was on.

She approached with confusion, only to discover that Qin Cheng was smoking on the balcony.

The cigarette **** is clearly extinct, and the silhouette of the Qin City lining is deserted and lonely. Yes, loneliness, Jiang Xi didn't know why he felt this way.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" She slowly walked over, leaning on the balcony door, and without looking out, said to herself: "It's two o'clock."

"The company has something to do with it." Qin Cheng wiped out his cigarette butt, looking at the blue shadow in the eyes of Jiang Xi, jokingly said, "How do you feel sorry for me?"

Jiang Xi frowned.

Qin Cheng sighed at the bottom of her heart, leaned over, and pulled her sweat-soaked hair behind her ears, feeling affectionate.

For a moment, Jiang Xi's heart suddenly stopped.

She didn't know how long Qin Cheng was patient with their marriage and her, but no doubt, the warmth of his fingertips hurt her heart.

Qin Cheng watched the subtle changes in her face calmly and said, "You take a rest early, and we will go abroad tomorrow."

Jiang Xi turned the cup and asked, "You don't have to work tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow is going on a business trip abroad." Qin Cheng put his hands in his pockets and said, "Aren't you going to take a break? Just happen to be with me tomorrow."

Jiang Xi was speechless.

She wanted to say if you were talking nonsense in Qincheng, but her heart believed in Qincheng first.

City C had no direct flights to most foreign cities. Jiang Xi had to follow Qin City to fly from city C to city S, and then fly from city S to abroad.

It wasn't until Qin Cheng took the boarding pass to her that Jiang Xi knew that the two would fly directly to Britain.

Is tre entertainment connected to the UK? Jiang Xi shook her head, she might think too much.

However, she didn't say anything, didn't ask why there were only two of them, did not have Qin Cheng's assistant, and did not ask Qin Cheng what to do, she just kept a high degree of cooperation with Qin Cheng's words.

Advertising is playing on the huge screen in the waiting hall. When the message of boarding notice sounded there, a enchanting figure appeared on the screen.

"Fang Weiwei's main song mv." Qin Cheng naturally raised Jiang Xi's hand, "No big deal."

If Jiang Xi wants to sing and come up with a record, it must be slightly better.

Qin Cheng thought in his heart that he pulled Jiang Xi into the plane with his own attitude.

London is eight hours behind S's standard time, so even after noon when departing from S, when arriving at Heathrow Airport, London was just shrouded in twilight.

The person who picked up the plane had different faces, but Jiang Xi noticed the man for the first time after leaving the airport.

There are too many people in this world. Some people are talented, some are talented, and talented.

With almost one glance, Jiang Xi was certain that the man was definitely not an empty shelf.

And it turns out that the man is indeed as good as she thinks.

"This is Xiao Yan." Qin Cheng introduced the man to Jiang Xi coldly, "You should have heard his pen name, called Yanxiao."

Jiang Xi's eyes widened in shock.

The name Yan Yan is like Lei Guaner, because the screenwriter is Yan Yan.

"Hello." The man, who was wearing a coat up to his ankles, reached out his hands gracefully, but said with a smile: "Miss Jiang."

"Hello, Mr. Xiao." Jiang Xi held back the huge fluctuations in his heart, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with Xiao Yan.

Qin Cheng stared at the interaction of the two men with unpredictable expressions.

Xiao Yan is here to pick them up. He drives a low-key sports car. Jiang Xi sits up with Qin Cheng and wants to go back and ask Qin Cheng what he wants to do.

He didn't bring an assistant, and he also asked a screenwriter to pick them up. It should not be as simple as a business trip.

Jiang Xi thought, seeing Qin Cheng straight up and said to Xiao Yan, "My proposal, how are you thinking?"

Xiao Yan shook his legs and said, "It's under consideration."

Qin Cheng sat back and said earnestly, "I hope you can think it over."

Xiao Yanzheng laughed and said, "What if I don't think about it?"

Qin Cheng said coldly, "I'll wait for you to consider it in London."

"Uh ..." Xiao Yan turned the steering wheel, and the car changed direction. "I'm thinking about it, and I promise I will seriously consider it, Brother Qin. Don't stay here anymore, with an air conditioner that breaks from time to time. I can't stand it together. "

Qin Cheng sank.

Jiang Xi couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Yan also laughed in the driver's seat.

As a result, the temperature in the car dropped to freezing point in the next few minutes.

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