Chapter 66 Undercurrent

In the next half month, Song Nanqiao accompanied Wen Wenyao to film while working.

When his girlfriend went to film again, Song Nanqiao always stood by, helping her with her coat, poured hot water for her after filming, and took good care of each other.

Wen Wenyao also worked very hard. During the filming process, although she had some inexperience, she had an unexpected spirit, and the scenes given by the director were all done well.

This is Wen Wenyao's last scene.

Although NG two or three times, still fulfilled the director's request.

"Miss Wen is still very talented. Originally, I was worried that it would take a long time to break in in the later stage." The director looked at the previous clips and commented objectively.

With excellent talent, coupled with a super high appearance, this role is not so difficult to control.

"Can I go back tomorrow?" Wen Wenyao asked.

"Okay, let's get together when the banquet is over." The director nodded.

Hearing this, Wen Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief.

Actors are really not that easy to be a good actor. Wen Wenyao didn't sleep well several times due to the pressure of filming, and Song Nanqiao had to coax him well so that he could feel at ease and persevere to continue filming.

"Is it over?" Song Nanqiao walked to Wen Wenyao's side, opened the kettle, and fed the girl.

"Um."

Wen Wenyao nodded and drank the water that Song Nanqiao fed. It was warm, with a hint of fragrance and sweetness. Song Nanqiao seemed to have added scented tea to it.

Every time Song Nanqiao was with him, Wen Wenyao was worried about her body. Wen Wenyao wanted her to go back to the hotel several times, but Song Nanqiao refused. No matter it was wind or rain, he was by his side and never left. .

This kind of behavior made Wen Wenyao who was filming feel more at ease, and gave her a lot of warmth in this severe winter.

"It's your birthday in a while, let's go home early to get ready."

Counting the days, there's almost a week left.

Wen Wenyao pulled Song Nanqiao's scarf and circled her again, as if afraid that Song Nanqiao would be frozen.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Then I'll buy a ticket for tomorrow." Song Nanqiao said.

"The down jacket I brought you today, you don't wear it. You are not allowed to wear so little in the future. What should I do if I catch a cold?" Wen Wenyao raised his hand, took Song Nanqiao's hand and put it on his face. Hands are as cold as ice.

It's not good at all, and it hurts to death.

Song Nanqiao is always like this. In winter, he doesn't like to wear down jackets, and one hand is frozen purple, but he doesn't want to add clothes. Every time Wen Wenyao puts it on her, Song Nanqiao takes it off again after a while.

"I don't like wearing too thick." Song Nanqiao disliked the bloated down jacket and made it difficult to move around.

"That won't work either, your hands will be frostbitten."

Wen Wenyao grabbed Song Nanqiao's hand and put his own hand in his pocket. He took off one glove and put it on Song Nanqiao's other glove.

"I want you more than clothes."

"Is that what I meant?" Wen Wenyao's cheeks were slightly red, and Song Nanqiao was never so proactive.

"Well, let's go back to the hotel, how warm you are."

Hearing this, Wen Wenyao clenched the opponent's hand even tighter, as if he was still a little nervous, and nodded slightly under Song Nanqiao's gaze.

As long as it's Song Nanqiao, she's willing...

to the room.

I don't know if it was because of the air conditioner or the warmth of the girl, but Song Nanqiao always felt that he was slowly warming up when he hugged her.

The curtains were drawn, and there was no one around, Song Nanqiao began to be bold, peeling off the restraints layer by layer, absorbing the other party's temperature without hesitation.

"In the future... don't treat your body like this, what should you do if you really get frostbite?" Wen Wenyao leaned against Song Nanqiao's arms, their fingers intertwined, Wen Wenyao could clearly feel that the other's hand began to warm up Well, it's all thanks to myself.

"I will."

"I don't believe it. In the future, I will put clothes on for you, and you are not allowed to take them off casually." Wen Wenyao hugged Song Nanqiao tightly and continued to convey his temperature.

"Okay, I'll just wear it." Song Nanqiao smiled helplessly. This is the difference between having a girlfriend and not having a girlfriend.

In the past, I wore less clothes, and people would only ask a few questions, but no one really cared.

Winter always brings people tired, Song Nanqiao felt a little sleepy, she shrank into the cup, her eyes seemed to be closed.

Wen Wenyao hurriedly turned up the air conditioner by one more degree, and wrapped Song Nanqiao tightly with the blanket.

Now that her work is over, Song Nanqiao should have a good rest. When the two return home, she will take care of Song Nanqiao.

It seemed that Song Nanqiao was really tired during this time. She slept directly from the afternoon to nine o'clock in the evening. She wanted to take a bath and then go back to sleep, but Wen Wenyao pulled her and drank a little porridge.

"Go and rest after washing up. I'll take care of you at night."

Wen Wenyao took the half-drinked millet porridge by Song Nanqiao and drank it himself.

"Okay." Song Nanqiao went to the bathroom to take a shower, and returned to bed at about ten o'clock in the evening.

It was Wen Wenyao who fell asleep holding Song Nanqiao, buried in Wen Wenyao's gentle village, and Song Nanqiao fell into a deep sleep.

She seemed to have had a dream, dreaming that she had gone far away...

Morning.

The two got up early, packed their things, and prepared to go to the airport.

The agent was going to follow Wen Wenyao back, but seeing her leaving with Song Nanqiao, he could only take a flight alone and report back to the company.

The time on the plane is short.

Song Nanqiao chatted with Wen Wenyao for a while, the two held hands, and watched a movie together again, and the time passed quickly.

"Aren't you curious about the gift I prepared for you?" Wen Wenyao asked curiously while sitting on the sofa at home, looking at Song Nanqiao's busy back.

"I'll like whatever you prepare." Song Nanqiao smiled softly, it's good to have it, she's not that picky.

Just as the two were talking and laughing, Song Nanqiao's phone rang.

"I'll go take a call."

"Go."

Wen Wenyao looked at her back, lost in thought.

Recently, Song Nanqiao seems to be in frequent contact with one person. Even on the set, two people can be seen on the phone. Even if it is a work relationship, it is impossible to be so close...

Wen Wenyao is sensitive and will pay attention to these small details unconsciously.

She tried to follow, but stopped again.

"Is it not good for me."

She was a little distressed. She knew that she couldn't care so much about everyone around Song Nanqiao, and she knew that she should leave some privacy for Song Nanqiao, but she couldn't control her emotions.

Wen Wenyao sat back on the sofa a little uneasy, and waited for Song Nanqiao to ask her after the phone call.

...

Song Nanqiao entered the room and closed the door with his backhand.

"What's wrong?"

"There will be a confidential dinner tomorrow night. I heard that the bosses of major companies are coming, and we have also been invited here. You can see if you want to go." Liu Xuwen took the invitation, and he felt a little sudden. Nothing special happened, why do so many old people get together.

"Did Wen Guangquan go?"

"No, this is the strangest thing. In general business banquets, Wen Guangquan is invited. I asked the Intelligence Bureau to investigate, and there is no Wen Guangquan on the invitation list."

When Liu Xuwen said this, Song Nanqiao fell into deep thought.

"Did you tell you the content of this chamber of commerce?"

"The result of the intelligence investigation was to create the United Chamber of Commerce."

"Go check what Wen Guangquan has done during this time, and call me back when you find out. Don't agree to the party yet."

"to make."

Song Nanqiao hung up the phone.

Holding the pen in his right hand, he began to tap the table slowly.

To build a joint chamber of commerce under the feet of Wen Guangquan? This is tantamount to colluding with a small team in front of the owner, which is a very unwise decision.

For so many years, the bosses of major companies have been tempered by Wen Guangquan, how could they suddenly decide to join forces.

Song Nanqiao guessed that Wen Guangquan should have done something that harmed their interests and made them unbearable to make such a decision.

Or someone provoked from it and wanted to remove Wen Guangquan.

Hearing that there was no voice in the room, Wen Wenyao knocked on the door.

"May I come inside?"

"Can."

Song Nanqiao came back to his senses, walked to the door, and took the initiative to open the door of the room.

"What's wrong?"

"What's the call for so long..."

Wen Wenyao was pulling Song Nanqiao's clothes and looked a little aggrieved. When Song Nanqiao called her, she hadn't called for that long. Wen Wenyao, who was standing at the door, heard a little bit. She seemed to have heard the words party and eat.

"Don't think too much, I was talking about some more important work just now."

"Well, I'm fine..."

I feel more or less sad in my heart, but I always put Song Nanqiao's affairs first.

"Are you disturbed?"

Although she said so, Song Nanqiao was keenly aware of something. She knew that Wen Wenyao was a girl who was extremely insecure and would care too much about herself.

"Um... did it bother you?"

Wen Wenyao raised her head cautiously, she didn't deny it, but grabbed the other person's sleeve, trying to ease her inner anxiety.

Before Song Nanqiao could speak, Wen Wenyao continued to speak.

"Nan Qiao... I don't seem to be able to control this possessiveness of mine. No matter it is anyone around you, as long as you are in close contact with you, I will be jealous and restless. I am also very insecure, and I always want you to stay with me. By my side, I know that this is impossible, no matter how intimate the couple is, they must leave space for each other..."

She was afraid that Song Nanqiao would hate this sense of restraint, and that the other party would avoid her possessiveness. This was the result she was most afraid of.

During this time, she has read a lot of books on how to promote the relationship between lovers. It is clearly mentioned in the above that you can't show too strong possessiveness, otherwise it will put psychological pressure on the other party. Over time, the lover will gradually move away from you...

Looking at these words, these words, Wen Wenyao was afraid from the bottom of her heart, because she knew that she was such a person.

"Will you hate me..." Speaking of these words, Wen Wenyao's voice began to be filled with some crying.

"Wen Wenyao!" Song Nanqiao held his girlfriend's shoulder and made her face him.

When Wen Wenyao's red eyes looked at him, Song Nanqiao spoke again.

"I've never been disgusted with your possessiveness, on the contrary, it makes me feel very secure. You are the one I love, and no matter what you are, I will accept everything about you. Also, you are my girlfriend , Cha Gang and the like, you can do whatever you want."

Song Nanqiao handed over his mobile phone. Except for Liu Xuwen, he had nothing to hide, so he would tell Wen Wenyao if it was a big deal.

Wen Wenyao took Song Nanqiao's cell phone. The password was his birthday. When he opened it, he saw a series of phone records.

"Who is Liu Xuwen? Can you tell me?" Wen Wenyao looked at the name of the contact person above. This person called Song Nanqiao more frequently than he did.

"Another chairman of my company, we've been busy starting a business recently."

"Well... I believe you, but I'm a little uneasy." Wen Wenyao was already soft in Song Nanqiao's arms.

She knew that Song Nanqiao would not lie to her, but she would be jealous unconsciously.

The author has something to say: Xiao Wen's father will be offline soon

So everyone can just forget about Liu Xuwen's identity.

Because after Xiaowen's father went offline

This identity no longer exists

In the future, Liu Xuwen will not tell Wen Wenyao

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