Capture Love Alive: The Story of the Lengao Boss Chasing His Wife

Chapter 86
"I...how can I donate 50 yuan to them?" All her savings added up are only [-] to [-] yuan. Such a large amount, she dare not even dream about.

Pei Jinchen admired her embarrassed and entangled appearance with great interest, and the rippling smile in his eyes was so full that it was about to overflow.

"Is it your fault?" She suddenly thought of what he said just now, gritted her teeth, and turned her head to stare at him angrily.

"Don't you want to donate money?" He asked confidently, with a demonic look on his brows, and there seemed to be a large black mandala blooming behind him.

Ye Wei gritted her teeth secretly, feeling terribly angry: "I sympathize with what happened to them, but I can't afford such a large sum."

"I'll give it for you." From the very beginning, he never thought about letting her pay for her own money to buy a good name, which is usually a method used by companies to launder artists. Of course, any entertainment company Will not do loss-making business.

Advance payment in advance, and then a corresponding rebate will be drawn from the artist's advertising fees and film remuneration as a return.

"You give it for me?" She widened her eyes in surprise, "But, but I don't have any money to pay you back."

"Oh, don't worry, you will have some in the future." A bright light flashed across his eyes.

He didn't tell her that if she didn't want to change her mind after enjoying the fame, then the money owed to the company would be his last resort to keep her.

Now that it has aroused his interest, and it is a piece of jade, whether as a man or a businessman, whether in public or private, he will not let her go easily.

"Let's go, I'll take you to meet famous people in the circle." Pei Jinchen gracefully stood up from the sofa, slowly fastened the buttons of his suit with his slender fingers, led her, and left the box.

After the performance, the guests gathered in the luxurious restaurant of the hotel. Elites from all walks of life, as well as stars from the entertainment industry, gathered together.

Men and women held champagne in their hands and chatted happily.

Ye Wu knows many people, but most of them, she has only seen on TV.

There are politicians who often appear in news columns, familiar faces in TV dramas, and young entrepreneurs.

Pei Jinchen introduced many people to her, but apart from showing a perfect mask-like smile, she couldn't get in the way.

She didn't know that his actions were paving the way for her, making it more difficult for her to withdraw from the entertainment industry.

After ten o'clock, the party finally ended, and when she got back into the car, she was so tired that she collapsed on the chair in the back seat, unable to exert any strength in her body.

After taking off his high heels, Pei Jinchen winked at Joy, who immediately got out of the car, crossed the road, and went to the pharmacy.

Judy left early in another car.

There were luxury cars driving away from the window, Ye Wu rubbed her face sour from laughter, and muttered: "I saw celebrities participating in this kind of party on TV before, I thought it would be easy."

But when she experienced socializing with so many people and laughing all the time, she realized that the glamor is just the surface.

"You'll get used to it." Pei Jinchen looked at her meaningfully, his eyes swept over her swollen ankles, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and a trace of imperceptible pity and anger quickly passed over his eyebrows.

"Your assistant needs retraining."

Don't you know how to prepare flat shoes for her in advance?

"Ah? Why do you say that?" She was taken aback, straightened up in a hurry, and defended Judy: "She has done a good job. She takes care of me no matter whether it is at work or in life. She... ..."

"Are you satisfied with her?" He rarely saw an artist who was willing to stand up for a small assistant, and she was the first one.

Ye Wu nodded solemnly: "Well, don't embarrass her, she really works hard."

"Oh, it's not difficult for me to promise you." Her fingers gently rubbed her delicate lips, implying something.

Her heartbeat quickened, like a deer bumping wildly, she was not an idiot, of course she understood what he meant, she looked out the window like a thief, Joy hadn't come back yet, she quickly raised her neck and slapped on his side face One sound, one kiss.

His cheeks were as red as fire: "Is this okay?"

Pei Jinchen couldn't help laughing, his wicked smile stained the corners of his eyes: "I'll let you go for now."

"What do you mean temporarily?" Could it be that he still wants to settle accounts after autumn?

"You will know tonight." As soon as the words fell, Joy's figure hurried over from across the road.

As soon as he got in the car, he handed Ye Wu the band-aids he bought.

"Thank you." She grinned, bent down, and tried to treat the wound.

The low-necked dress slid down, and the tightly bound fullness of the chest seemed to be about to come out.

"Hmph." A bitingly cold hum came into Joy's ears, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she immediately turned her head away.

He really didn't want to spy on Miss Ye, what about the big boss?
"Sit down." Ye Wu was taken aback by the displeased voice.

Turning his head hastily, he saw his cold expression, blinking his eyes in confusion, just now he was smiling, why did he change now?

Jun Ba's body bent down slowly, holding her ankle, the slightly cool body temperature of his palm pressed against her skin.

The double feeling of fire and ice made Ye Wu feel a little uncomfortable.

Blushing and trying to struggle: "I can do it myself."

"Don't move." He domineeringly forbade her to move, his warning gaze made Ye Wu subconsciously sit down obediently, like a puppet, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Tearing off the package, and sticking the band-aid on her wound, his movements were not gentle, but Ye Wu couldn't move his eyes away from his concentrated appearance.

My heart was pounding, pounding, beating so fast, as if it was about to pop out of my chest.

Her throat was a little dry, she just looked at him and couldn't think of anything.

"Have you seen enough?" He didn't know when he straightened up again, smiling playfully.

Ye Wu suddenly came back to her senses, pouted and muttered: "Who is looking at you, narcissism!"

"Oh, a duplicity woman." He shook his head, satisfied with her shy reaction, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and ordered, "Drive."

Joy immediately hit the accelerator, and the car, which had been stationary for a long time, drove away from the hotel quickly like an arrow leaving the string.

After returning to the villa, as soon as Ye Wu got out of the car, he was hugged by his waist and lifted off the ground. Her body was suspended in the air, and she let out an exclamation in fright.

"What are you doing?" She looked at Joy in the rear driver's seat embarrassingly, wishing she could find a crack in the ground and bury herself in it.

"Continue with what happened just now." He said that he just let her go temporarily, and now it's time to settle accounts after autumn.

Striding meteors into the villa, in the dim room, Ye Wu was tortured to death by him, repeatedly begging for mercy, the crescent moon hanging on the branches outside the window, could not help but hide behind the clouds in embarrassment, as if she did not dare to peep at the fiery scene being staged in the villa .

In the early morning of the next day, the magazines of the major newspapers were published one after another. Every magazine and newspaper had almost the same caliber. The headlines were all about the charity dinner last night, and all of them used Ye Wu as the topic character.

They praised her charitable actions, magnified the fact that she donated money to disabled children, changed her tone of discrediting her not long ago, and spared no effort to praise her, almost boasting Ye Wu to the sky.

And on the Internet, her name once again dominates major mainstream forums, post bars, and social networks. Countless people sang her praises and applauded her kindness.

O'Mier's fans are still clamoring, trying to discredit her.

But compared with most netizens, they are difficult to be enemies.

Overnight, it seemed that everything related to the scandal disappeared from the minds of the public, and Ye Wu's image changed from a despicable and vicious mistress to a compassionate and kind woman.

The Propaganda Department took advantage of the heat and contacted several hospitals for Ye Wu, asking her to go to the hospital to visit disabled children every day after the shooting. The media had already been greeted. As long as Ye Wu showed up in the ward, there would always be many media Follow up and report the whole process.

Many well-known artists under Jindi's banner stepped forward one after another, and praised Ye Wu in various interviews, among which Li Shanshan, Rong Xin, Ling Xiao and others stood out the most.

Under the instigation of people with good intentions, the outside public opinion began to spread Ye Wu's positive message, and the fact that she was attacked by Omier's fans also broke out at this time, the company portrayed her as a weak person who was wronged and dared not speak up Given the hype these days, public opinion instantly turned against them.

Numerous netizens denounced Omi'er's fans and defended Ye Wu's injustice.

(End of this chapter)