Wang Qing took a few glances to get a general understanding, but the excitement in his heart was indescribable.

She grabbed Wen Ning's shoulder and shook excitedly: "Ah ah ah!! Ning Ning!! You are so good!! That bitch Xiao Qing has lost his mind!"

Wang Qing clenched his fingers: "I guess he has to pay tens of millions, and it's more than that. I heard that several brands are lining up to cancel the contract. How long has he been popular, and his worth has not been realized much yet. Now It's just a bubble, and ten more hit dramas probably won't make up for such a big hole, and besides, how can the crew dare to ask him to film, absolutely."

"Ning Ning!" Wang Qing's eyes lit up, "I don't even know how to express my admiration for President Jiang! He just clicked one like! One like! With the touch of a finger, Xiao Qing will be sent to the West! The thing is to take it! Rich, handsome and terribly handsome, and a group of supernatural powers, you, you, you, hurry up, give me the number of President Jiang, and I will give him a call!"

Wen Ning puffed out her cheeks, and her tone concealed a bit of coquettishness that she hadn't noticed: "I don't have his phone number."

Wang Qing: "What else are you filming! Immediately! In person! Send you to his house! Remarriage! Remarry me immediately!"

Wen Ning: "..."

Wen Ning lowered her head and bit her lip. Her mind was very confused. Wang Qing's excited voice still lingered in her ears. If she really wanted to send her to him, maybe it wasn't at his house at the moment, maybe... she had to. to her own home.

Jiang Shu stayed dead at Wen Ning's residence last night until the end.

He drove her to take her to a late-night snack, and when he reached a corner, the car suddenly turned off.

Wen Ning waited for a while, but didn't see him start, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Relying on her not being able to read the dashboard, Jiang Shu lied without blushing: "There is no oil, so I can only break down here."

Wen Ning subconsciously looked at the dial in front of the driver's seat, and Jiang Shu generously stepped aside to show her: "Really, I won't lie to you."

Wen Ning didn't even know which oil gauge was, so she bit her lip and glanced at him: "I didn't say anything."

Jiang Shu held back a smile and took her out of the car pretending to be serious.

"I can't call a car at this point." In fact, it can be called, not to mention that the car can run for another night, even if it really breaks down, as long as he makes a phone call, Ren Tiangao is on standby 24 hours a day.

Wen Ning said "um": "Then I'll go back, you also go home early."

Jiang Shu pressed his tongue against his cheek, tilted his head to look at her: "Do you recognize the way?"

Wen Ning: "..."

She really didn't recognize it. She had never been to the place where Jiang Shu took her for supper, and she never remembered the way when she was in his car. If she really wanted her to go back now, she didn't know where to go. Walk.

"I'll take you back."

Wen Ning saw the corner of his lips leaning towards him with a malicious smile, and immediately took two steps back, holding up the phone, and struggling stubbornly: "I-I'll try it, maybe I can get a taxi!"

Jiang Shu chuckled lightly, his face full of connivance: "Fight, you fight." If you can beat it, count me as a loser.

In the end, let alone a taxi, Wen Ning couldn't even make a phone call, and there was no way to ask Wang Qing to pick it up. Jiang Shu didn't know what wilderness he took her to, and there was no cell phone signal.

The little girl raised her eyes and glared at him, pouted and followed him reluctantly.

However, before taking a few steps, the man suddenly stopped, Wen Ning didn't pay attention, and kissed his generous back.

Jiang Shu let out a sullen laugh, and that laughter was inexplicably enjoyable.

Taking advantage of her not paying attention, the man immediately squatted down in front of her, firmly supported her little butt with both hands, and put the man directly on his back.

The sudden weightlessness made Wen Ning exclaimed.

By the time she reacted, she had already been carried on his back.

The little girl struggled to get down, Jiang Shu laughed, and suddenly ran at a higher speed. She didn't look like something that a mature and stable 28-year-old man could do. Take your girlfriend for excitement.

Wen Ning was thrown all the way by him, and he squeezed his fist angrily and hit him on the shoulder: "What are you doing, Jiang Shu!"

However, for Jiang Shu, this was not painful at all, and it was extremely comfortable.

"It's still a long way from your home, I'll carry you back." The man's voice was clearly pleasant.

"I can go by myself, you let me down!"

With everyone on his back, he naturally wouldn't let it go easily: "If you don't let it go, go for a fart, let it go and you'll run away."

Wen Ning was so angry that he slapped him again, and the man hissed pretending to be in pain: "Ning Ning, take it easy, the injury on his back is not yet healed."

Wen Ning pulled back her strength, her delicate brows wrinkled slightly, and suddenly remembered that when he first arrived at his hometown that day, he blocked Wen Yushan's stick for himself.

Jiang Shu has never been very afraid of the cold, and he doesn't wear much at the moment. The collar of his clothes was pulled down a little because he was carrying her on his back. Wen Ning calmed down and saw a small bruise after being struck with a stick. .

However, before she could react, she heard Jiang Shu chuckle shamelessly: "What's the matter? Stop fighting? Are you peeking at something behind my back? Huh?"

Wen Ning is beautiful and angry: "Jiang Shu!"

"Hey!" He responded with a good temper, "It's okay, you can watch it if you want. I'm very generous. If you can't watch enough, you will come to your house later, and I will take it off for you to see."

Wen Ning could not wait to bow his head and bite him to death.

The two were noisy all the way, and in the end Jiang Shu didn't put her down.

All the way to the door of Wen Ning's house, Jiang Shu freed up a hand and unlocked the door by himself.

Wen Ning: "..."

The man put her on the sofa and sat next to her.

As soon as he sat down, he pulled away the smile that he had been hanging all the way, and frowned: "Ningning, do you have safflower oil at home? There is still some pain in the back..."

Wen Ning raised her eyes and glanced at him: "No."