I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress’ Ex-Boyfriend

Jane Qiao retired quietly from the corridor. He looked down on himself a little bit. He obviously didn't do anything wrong, and he didn't know what he was guilty of. He was so embarrassed, just like a deserter.

At the reception, people come and go, and everyone has their own purpose, going back and forth, some for contacts, some for profit.

Jane Qiao took care of her clothes. He came here today to ask Director Wang to give him a chance to audition.

Not far away, Nongbai and plastic friends finished their greetings, and walked to the little artist at his house: "How about it, are you ready? I will take you to meet Brother Wang."

Jane Qiaoxin nodded.

A bar at the reception, where a large white table is placed on the bar. The table is filled with wine, surrounded by beauties, and there are also handsome boys.

Director Wang sat on the sofa, hugging left and right, and being fed wine by the beauties. Opposite him was the cynical Yan Qian. Unlike him, although there were beauties sitting beside him, the beauties were also only beauties. Dare to sit and not approach.

After all, no one dared to act arbitrarily, and it was not without exception before. Yan Gan actually didn't like outsiders to touch him. There was a person who posted it on his own arbitrarily because of his own appearance, and was smashed into the hospital.

Nongby took Jane Qiaoxin over and said enthusiastically: "Yo, Brother Wang, it's been a long time since Brother Wang, you look really good lately."

Wang Can and the beauty drank, and looked at him lazily: "Oh, bye."

"It's me, you are in a good mood today." Nongbai smiled, turned his head and looked at Yan Qian again: "Mr. Yan."

Yan Gan glanced at him and was too lazy to reason.

Wang Can drank Beauty's wine and was finally free: "It's okay, Xiaobai also sits down and drinks two glasses?"

He said that he wanted to invite people to sit down and drink, but the places around him were full.

Nongbai was not embarrassed. He pushed Jane Qiaoxin who was like a dead fish behind him: "Brother Wang, I brought my friend here this time. This is Jane Qiaoxin, the artist I signed."

Jane Qiaoxin pulled out a professional smirk, and his voice was crisp and bitter: "Good Director Wang."

Such a tender voice finally made the stunned Wang Dao solemnly raised his head, his chubby head finally showed a little smile: "Qiao Xin, a good name."

He pointed to the wine glass in front of him: "Have a drink."

Jane Qiaoxin frowned. He didn't like to drink much. What's more, the origin of this party is unknown, and I don't know if there is no additive in the wine.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, the circle of people around the table looked over, some were curious, and some wanted to watch a good show.

Nong Bai cursed in his heart, and directly picked up the wine glass for Jane Qiaoxin and stuffed it into his hand: "You kid, did you see that Brother Wang was too nervous?"

Jian Qiaoxin also knows the importance: "Yes, the first time I saw Director Wang, I had always admired the name of Director Wang before, and I was a little nervous."

Wang Can laughed loudly. Jane Qiaoxin made a mistake, but hit his spot. He was a little older, so he liked these jerky youngsters.

There was no way, Jane Joe, who had to drink in public, looked up and drank a glass of wine.

"Good! Refreshing!"

Director Wang took the lead in applauding, and other people naturally followed suit, and the atmosphere naturally became warmer. People in the entertainment circle like to play and like to be sensible.

If Jane Qiaoxin only takes a few sips, that is a complete offense.

After a few wine tours, Jane Qiaoxin also sat next to Director Wang. Don't think he usually doesn't like to talk, but at the critical moment, he won't lose the chain. You can talk about everything, and those who can talk are happy.

It's just that after a while, Director Wang's hands began to be dishonest.

Jane Qiaoxin was completely stunned when he felt his waist climb a salty pig's hoof. He subconsciously raised his face, but it happened to be in front of the opposite Yan Gan.

From the beginning of the reception, Yan Qian was absent-minded. He was sitting down while playing with his mobile phone. He occasionally sipped a sip of wine. He seemed to be squeezing a piece of art while holding a red wine glass in his distinct hand.

Yan Qian lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but saw that the face of the young man on the opposite side was red. Perhaps because of anxiety, his eyes were red, and he looked like a bunny being forced to the edge of a cliff.

It's kind of... fun.

His gaze shifted down, and seeing the fat hand around Jane Qiao’s new waist, Yan Qian’s mouth raised a small smile. He has seen a lot in the darkness of the entertainment industry. Isn’t this what the kid came over today?

Jane Qiaoxin was looked at by Yan Gan. In addition, he couldn't bear the salty pork knuckles on his waist. He felt uncomfortable like a needle stick. Sure enough, even for his own dreams, his dignity was only enough. That's it.

The person on the sofa stood up like a rocket, shocking everyone around.

Director Wang was a little unhappy when he was forced to withdraw his hand: "What's the matter?"

"I...I want to make it easier." Jane Qiaoxin found a crappy reason.

"..."

There were people covering their mouths and laughing. Although Director Wang was unhappy, he couldn't say anything, "Go go."

Like a pardon, Jane Qiaoxin ran out without looking back, as if there was a scourge chasing herself, wishing to jump three feet high.

It is impossible to go to the toilet. It is impossible to go to the toilet in this life. From outside the reception to the outdoor balcony to breathe, Jane Qiaoxin covered her chest and couldn't help her breath.

There are 21 floors in Fenghuahua, and the more luxurious it goes up, the more valuable the status of the people who can book the venue. This is the 19th floor. The open-air balcony is very large and the blankets are extremely soft. Stepping on it seems to be a foot into the cotton. , The most important hotel may be to have more fun, the theme for the design here is forest.

The carpet is green, like grass, and there are many live trees planted around it, there are also flower beds, long paths, and partitions to isolate a relatively closed space.

Jane Qiaoxin sat down on a swing in a small cubicle. Opposite him was the gorgeous night view of the entire city A, brightly lit and magnificent.

I sat here for a while, and spent a while. As time passed, the phone ringing in my pocket rang again. It should be the agent who urged me to go back.

Jane Qiaoxin sighed and was about to go out to find Nongbai and said that when he decided to give up the role, his hand stopped just when he touched the doorknob.

There was the sound of small footsteps outside, and then the chatting of two men, from far to near, it seemed that they stopped not far away.

"I said, how are you, with your family, he still refuses to pay attention? You used money to hit it."

Yan Gan's lazy and stinging voice came slowly outside: "Not very good."

"Fuck, isn't it? What kind of person does he want to be with, god, isn't it, I said, you are also rich and powerful, and the length is not bad, what is Wen Yuan thinking?"

Yan Gan said, "Where are you so much bullshit?"

"..."

Two people were chatting outside, and this was a pain for Jane Qiaoxin in the cubicle. In order to have a clean place, he specially found the innermost place. Generally, no one would come over. Who knew it was today? The fleeting years are not good.

The chatting voice continued, but Jane Qiaoxin struggled back and forth between going out and not going out.

If he goes out, it is impossible to guarantee that he will be regarded as eavesdropping. It will be embarrassing at that time, especially the discussion between the two people seems to be some private topic.

Yan Gan, he definitely can't afford to offend him, in case that time comes to seal himself up...

Jane Qiaoxin, whose brain was turning frantically, released the handle of the door, ready to hide inside, and waited until the two of them were sent away before going out.

The sound of the doorknob being released is very soft, but this lively place is almost negligible.

But Yan Gan, who stood not far away, had a sharp look in his eyes.

The friend who was chatting with him saw his face suddenly changed and couldn't help but said, "What's the matter?"

Yan Gan said nothing but narrowed his eyes. He walked away from his long legs and walked towards the compartment. His voice was scornful, and he sternly said: "Come out."

Jane Qiaoxin in the compartment was shocked and looked out with wide-eyed eyes.

But Yan Gan was notoriously violent. He kicked the fragile compartment door and lowered his voice. This was a sign of anger: "Don't let me say it a second time."

Jane Qiaoxin dared to hide wherever she was, and tremblingly came over to open the door: "Don't, don't, I'll open the door."

The door lock was unlocked, and the young adolescent wearing a white suit stood Ai Ai, although he tried his best to conceal his fear, but his timid eyes and kicks exposed all his thoughts.

Yan Gan is not a good stubborn, he sneered: "Eavesdropping, are you courageous?"

"I didn't!" Jane Qiaoxin pointed to the swing: "I just came out to disperse my breath, and then just sit here for a while just to be quiet."

Yan Gan was busy in his spare time: "Isn't it convenient to go?"

"..."

Jane Qiaoxin blushed and felt embarrassed. He suffocated one sentence: "Come after it's convenient. Anyway, come before you."

"Heh." Yan Gan took a step forward. The man was a head taller than him. It seemed very oppressive to get close so close: "So, did you hear it all?"

Retired to the wall as a last resort, Jane Qiaoxin was an honest child, nodding her head as if she was dead.

Yan Gan smirked at the corner of his mouth: "Give you a chance, do you know who I am?"

Jane Qiaoxin's eyes dodged, and the brain's IQ obviously couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the person in front of him: "Yan, Mr. Yan, don't worry, I won't say anything."

"Yeah. Guess who can keep secrets best." Yan Gan's stern face showed a dangerous side in the dim light of the dark night.

Jane Qiaoxin was so frightened by him that his legs were soft. The movies he watched before, and all the sections of the novel rushed to his eyes. He cried a little: "You want, want to kill, kill someone?"

"puff"

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

An astonishing laugh came from the side, and Yan Gan’s friend smiled and bent over: "Oh my God, you want to laugh at me to death and kill others. Why do you think of being so talented, A Gan Are you scaring the kids?"

Even Yan Qian was hooked at the corner of his mouth, obviously in a very good mood.

Jane Qiaoxin: "..."

The blood was rushing to his head, and the shame and shyness made him feel completely embarrassed, Yan Gan, this person—this person is too bad!