The man in his ear kept talking, which made Jiang Yisheng’s headache. He glanced at him indifferently, and there was a faint sense of undetectable coldness.

He said, "I didn't mind."

"OK, change into another set of clothes." The photographer said while looking at the photos.

Ji Mingqian moved his lips and, without waiting for him to speak, the people beside him walked away first.

Looking at his back, Ji Mingqian raised his hand and scratched his head.

Why don't you mind having a bad face?

The following shooting went smoothly, ending more than an hour earlier than expected.

Before leaving, Ji Mingqian generously invited all staff to dinner and recorded it in his account.

After going back, the recording engineer got something. Because Feng Yi had a meeting that had not finished, Jiang Yisheng greeted him and left first.

Coming out of the side door, the man called his name in a low voice.

"Jiang Yisheng."

Jiang Yisheng's footsteps paused slightly when he identified the sound.

He looked over and Ji Mingqian was sitting on the motorcycle, and the two of them were gazes intersecting in the air.

The engine started, and the next second, the black motorcycle stopped in front of him.

Dodging away his eyes, Jiang Yisheng asked in a indifferent tone, "Why are you still here?"

"Waiting for you," he said.

Jiang Yisheng took a step back and raised his hand to press the brim of his hat, "I'm driving myself."

Ji Mingqian raised his eyebrows, and a gleam of light slid deep in his eyes.

"Ajiu and the others are waiting in Jiang Yuexiu Residence, then you hurry up."

Jiang Yisheng nodded, bypassed his motorcycle, and walked towards the car parked under the tree.

As soon as he approached, he swept the tires to the deflated ones, his handsome brows frowned slightly.

What's going on?

He walked over quickly and bent down to see that the dusty tire was pierced into two iron nails.

He pursed his lips. He was fine in the morning. Was he a prank by a naughty child passing by?

"What are you looking at?" Ji Mingqian came over on a motorcycle and asked.

Jiang Yisheng let out a light breath, feeling helpless, "The tire was pierced."

"Where, let's see." Ji Mingqian leaned forward and saw the iron nails that were being entered on the tire, and the dark light in his eyes was shining.

"I have to find someone to drag it to the car shop to repair it."

Jiang Yisheng took out his cell phone and sent a message to Wen Rang.

Then, he looked up at Ji Mingqian and said, "You go first, I'll just take a taxi later."

"What kind of taxi?" Ji Mingqian reached out and pulled him, throwing his helmet into his arms.

"Hurry up and put it on, anyway, I'm going to the Jiang Yuexiu Residence, just go there together."

Jiang Yisheng looked at the helmet in his hand, his eyes rippled slightly.

"No need, so as not to be photographed by paparazzi later."

As he said that, he returned the helmet again.

Ji Mingqian's smile was fixed on the corner of his mouth, and his handsome face turned dark, "Jiang Yisheng, what are you dissatisfied with me?"

Fuck.

It feels like he owes him one hundred billion.

"No."

These two words are the same, he will die if he changes his sentence.

Ji Mingqian was slightly annoyed and raised his hand to snatch his hat and sunglasses.

With a ghostly speed, when Jiang Yisheng reacted, he had already succeeded.

The expressionless face finally felt a little angry, "What are you doing?"

"Someone has recognized you. If you don't get in the car, don't regret it if you are surrounded by fans later." Ji Mingqian played with his sunglasses and a bad smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

When Jiang Yisheng heard this, Yu Guang saw the frequent sights from across the road, and wanted to punch Ji Mingqian.

Ji Mingqian threw the helmet to him again and urged, "Hurry up, otherwise we will make headlines together again, I don't care anyway."

Jiang Yisheng gritted his teeth and saw fans running over from the other side, he quickly put on his helmet.

When he got on the motorcycle, the man in front of him spoke again, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Yisheng fastened his helmet and said in a cold voice, "Okay."

Before he finished speaking, the motorcycle rushed out, throwing all the fans chasing far away.

**

River lunar eclipse

Ye Jiuliang came out of the bathroom and saw a familiar figure in the corridor.

Among the rich wives, the bright purple figure was particularly eye-catching.

Fang Hui had an appointment with a few friends to have dinner and go shopping today, but she didn't expect to bump into Ye Jiuliang here.

The smile on her face became stiff. When she remembered what happened a few days ago, she looked away with guilt.

Ye Jiuliang is here, maybe Li Mohan is here too.

If she could win over her and win Ye Jiuliang's trust, wouldn't it be much easier to deal with Li Mohan?

She walked over in her high heels, smiling, and a little familiar tone, "Jiuliang, what a coincidence, are you having a meal here too?"

Ye Jiuliang threw the tissue into the trash can and raised his eyelids, "We don't seem to be familiar with each other."

"It's almost a family, so what's wrong with it? Are you eating alone? Do you want to come and go with us?" Fang Hui smiled, her voice becoming more gentle.

Ye Jiuliang looked away and said, "No."

After passing her, Ye Jiuliang left with brisk steps.

Fang Hui slowly turned around, stared at her back, and her eyes were poisoned.

Dead girl, she is so arrogant, as annoying as Li Mohan.

"When did you arrive?" Ye Jiuliang pushed the door and walked into the private room. Seeing Ji Mingqian and the others arrived, he asked casually.

Ji Mingqian, "Just arrived."

"Why do you have this expression?" Seeing that Ji Mingqian's face was a little depressed, Ye Jiuliang asked with a funny look.

Ji Mingqian's eyes slid over the person opposite who was playing with his phone down, and his mouth twitched, "Nothing."

He was almost even more unfair than Dou E, and he didn't know where he offended others.

Ye Jiuliang looked at it and there was one missing, "Why didn't Feng Yi come with you?"

"Yi came here after the meeting, it should be almost here." Jiang Yisheng, who was sitting silently beside him, spoke.

Li Mohan took the menu, opened it and handed it to her, "What do you want to eat?"

"This, and this, this." Ye Jiuliang pointed at the menu quickly with his fingers.

Li Mohan wrote down one by one.

The two of them ordered the dishes next to each other, sweet and envious.

Ji Mingqian was powerless to complain, looked at the empty cup at the man opposite and asked, "Jiang Yisheng, do you drink juice?"

"Thank you, I'll have tea." Jiang Yisheng politely declined.

Ji Mingqian, “…”

On this side, Ye Jiuliang had finished ordering the dishes. He looked up and noticed Jiang Yisheng's wool curl and blinked.

It seems to be very fun.

"A Sheng, who did you get your hair?"

"I just shot a magazine. The stylist made it. It was a one-time thing. I washed it off when I got back." Jiang Yisheng put away his phone and pursed his baby's lips and smiled faintly.

"Is it strange?"

"It looks very good." Ye Jiuliang shook his head and praised without hesitation.

Jiang Yisheng smiled faintly and pressed the corner of his lips when he looked up and saw a cold look that Li Mohan saw.
Chapter completed!