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Only Wen Mengyang's slap fell on Xiang Jiamei's cheek one by one.

Wen Mengyang pointed to the actor who was sitting on the bed with Xiang Jiamei, and looked at the actor with a look of resentment. As soon as his voice fell: Xiang Jiamei on the side threw on the actor and tried to prevent Wen Mengyang from facing the actor. Insults.

Then, it was another slap that greeted Xiang Jiamei.

Chen Xi didn't know how many slaps she slapped Xiang Jiamei when she sat next to Hu Ping, but only knew that Chen Xi yawned at the end.

"Sleepy?" After Wen Mengyang finished filming this scene, Wen Mengyang walked to Chen Xi and looked at Chen Xi.

"No, it just feels that she is very poor."

"Why didn't she respond at all?" Chen Xi saw Wen Mengyang coming over, and then regained a little energy, and then glanced at Xiang Jiamei, who was applying makeup on the other side and applying a patch on her cheek.

One can clearly see that Xiang Jiamei's cheeks have swollen into a piece.

"How did she react?"

"She was also the one who dealt with Ge Ya so heavily before. She said that in order to make the scene more real, I just followed her and did it." Wen Mengyang curled his lips when he heard Chen Xi's words. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Xiang Jiamei who was applying makeup and said.

"Does the hand hurt?" Chen Xi looked at Wen Mengyang's emotional appearance, smiled helplessly and shook her head, then raised Wen Mengyang's hand and asked in concern.

"Cut~ I thought you only remembered to care about her, and you forgot about me." Wen Mengyang saw Chen Xi holding his hand and blowing, deliberately playing a child's temper with Chen Xi.

"You~ I have beaten her for so long, I don't care about you, who I care about."

"If you want me to say that you shouldn't care about her like that, she hurt your own hand after hitting her." Chen Xi knew that Wen Mengyang was joking with herself.

"Cut~ she's a small sample, I finally caught an opportunity to teach her a good lesson. If I don't fight a few more times, I won't be relieved." Wen Mengyang didn't listen to Chen Xi's words.

"Xixi, you sit down for a while, and we will go home after the last scene is filmed." Wen Mengyang heard Hu Ping and his assistant over there telling his assistant to urge Xiang Jiamei, and knew that he was about to start shooting again.

Wen Mengyang reached out his hand and touched Chen Xi's head and said, receiving Chen Xi's nod, Wen Mengyang turned and left.

This scene is a confrontation between Wen Mengyang and Xiang Jiamei and Wen Mengyang's in-laws in the play.

"Mother-in-law, it's really not me. I was also framed." Xiang Jiamei knelt in front of a mother-in-law's female character and crawled from the ground to the woman, crying.

"You~ how can you do such a thing with your brother-in-law."

"It's simply a misfortune for the family. Ruzhu (Wen Mengyang's name in the play) is left to you to handle." The mother-in-law turned her head and looked at Wen Mengyang next to her, with a majestic appearance. Said.

"Mother-in-law, Ruzhu dare not. Ruzhu is afraid that his sister will retaliate." Wen Mengyang looked at his parents with a timid appearance.

In the play, the middle-aged woman, as Wen Mengyang and Xiang Jiamei’s mother-in-law, is the head of the family's harem: the head of the house on the side has no right to speak.

"I ask you to deal with it, and you will deal with it."

"If she dares to make any moth, I can't spare her." The middle-aged woman said sharply to Wen Mengyang.

"Yes~ my wife understands." Wen Mengyang made a helpless expression, then turned his head and said to his maidservants to let them take Xiang Jiamei away.

"It's finished?" Chen Xi asked Wen Mengyang, who was running up to her.

"It's over, let's go back first."

"To celebrate today hitting Jiamei~~"

"Sister Mengyang~" Wen Mengyang nodded happily. Not long after speaking, his voice was interrupted.

"Why are you back?" Wen Mengyang turned to see Ge Ya standing behind him, frowning and looking at Xiang Jiamei and asked.

"I think the injuries on my face are almost healed, so I went through the discharge procedures myself and came out." Ge Ya bit her lower lip and said to Wen Mengyang.

"It's okay to come back."

"Take care of yourself, and I'll leave first." Wen Mengyang nodded when he heard Ge Ya's words.

"What's the matter, look at your unhappy appearance." Chen Xi accompanied Wen Mengyang in removing makeup, watching the makeup artist remove Wen Mengyang's makeup in front of Wen Mengyang, Wen Mengyang looked sad.

"It's okay, I was wondering if Xiang Jiamei would really retaliate against me like you said." Wen Mengyang turned his head and glanced at Chen Xi, then shook his head and said.

"Well~you still have oranges here?" Chen Xi just wanted to answer Wen Mengyang's words, when she saw there was a bag of oranges beside Wen Mengyang's table.

Wen Mengyang is suitable for girls who like to eat sour, but Chen Xi is a sweet tooth. Chen Xi suddenly sees oranges beside Wen Mengyang's table: All of a sudden, she feels that her appetite is widened.

"You eat it."

"The last time Jiang Zian bought it, I didn't eat much." Wen Mengyang stood and sat up and took an orange to Chen Xi, peeled it in his hand, and then handed it to Chen Xi.

"Well, the oranges bought by someone else's husband are delicious." Chen Xi took a bite of the oranges that Wen Mengyang handed him, and suddenly unconsciously sighed.

"Give me one more." After solving one, Chen Xi's eyes looked at the bag of oranges on the table and his eyes were about to shine.

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"I heard, this pregnant woman likes to eat sour, or spicy." Ten minutes later, Wen Mengyang was dumbfounded and watched Chen Xi, who had never eaten sour, settled on the table one by one. All the oranges in the bag.

The makeup artist on the side looked at Chen Xi and said with a smile.

"How is it possible." "I'm going to get pregnant too early." Chen Xi put the remaining half of the orange in her hand back into the bag on the table with some embarrassment.

"You are still too young." "When I was pregnant with my eldest, I found out that I was pregnant when I was six months old." The makeup artist is a woman who looks very suitable for chatting, although she seems to have passed her age. He looks like forty years old, but when I talk about it, I don't feel any barriers.

Wen Mengyang didn't say a word, but took the makeup artist's words to heart.

"Xixi, eat more."

"To celebrate that I hit Xiang Jiamei today and made her crazy, we must celebrate." An hour later, two girls sat in a box in a Sichuan restaurant and ordered a large table full of dishes.

"I can't eat it anymore, it's too supportive." When Chen Xi finished the third bowl of rice, Chen Xi lay on a chair in pain, clutching her bulging belly and said to Wen Mengyang, waving her hand.