Guide to Stabilizing the Blackening of the Villainous Husband

Shen Yan Chu was in a daze when his phone rang suddenly. When he picked it up, it was Jian Wen Yi.

In the usual tone, Shen Yan Chu said, “Wen Yi?”

Jian Wen Yi softly asked, “How is the shooting going on? Is it hard for our hero??”

Hearing this, Shen Yan Chu smiled and said, “Fortunately, hard work pays well. How are you?”

“I’m more free, after all, there is no shooting…”

Jian Wen Yi sighed a little lonely, and laughed again, “I recently applied for an acting class and plan to improve my acting. If I have any new experience, I will tell you.”

Shen Yan Chu laughed, “Okay.”

The two chatted for a few more words and then hung up.

Jian Wen Yi sat in her room and saw that the call lasted for 03:24 minutes.

… several times shorter than before.

After Wei Xi came to City B, Ling Zhen’s quality of life had risen sharply.

Although Xiao De had taken care of her well in the past weeks, with Wei Xi her living standard had directly risen to several levels.

Ling Zhen was a little apprehensive about this.

After all, she knew that Wei Xi, a big boss, would be very busy, and if she delayed him a day, it would cost a lot of money.

So starting from the third day, from time to time Ling Zhen asked him about his return date.

After poking and asking twice, Wei Xi raised his eyelids and carelessly stared at her, “Want me to go back?”

Hearing this, Ling Zhen immediately changed her words, “No, it’s not.”

How dare she?!

At this time, the two of them were in a well-known restaurant in City B.

Wei Xi helped her handle the food on the plate, then handed it back to her, and said, “I will leave tomorrow.”

Ling Zhen suddenly said, “Oh…oh.”

Wei Xi lightly glanced at her again, “Happy?”

Ling Zhen tried to control herself and said, “No…no.”

After all, Wei Xi came here for work, but waited for her to finish her job, and then took her to eat and drink these past few days.

Ling Zhen just enjoyed the feeling for two days, but she couldn’t afford it for long, she was still a small cannon fodder.

Now that Wei Xi had explained when he would return to City A, Ling Zhen felt that her conscience could finally settle down.

She lowered her head and ate the meat from the plate, her long eyelashes were neatly hung, looking very obedient.

Wei Xi propped his temple with one hand, and his dark eyes fell on her, his expression was pale, but there was a subtle discomfort.

Ling Zhen swallowed a piece of meat, took a piece of tissue paper to wipe the oil off her mouth, then suddenly remembered something.

She raised her head and asked, “By the way, what time is your flight tomorrow?”

Hearing this, Wei Xi’s expression moved, “Eleven o’clock in the morning.”

Ling Zhen raised her head and thought for a while, “Ah, I have a scene to shoot tomorrow morning…”

Hearing this, the man sitting on the opposite side remained unchanged and did not speak.

“Then I can only ask the director for a leave…” Ling Zhen sighed, and added, “I have to see you off.”

Wei Xi looked at Ling Zhen’s slightly distressed face, and the slight irritability between his eyebrows dissipated.

The corners of his mouth were raised in a casual tone, “They will agree.”

When Ling Zhen went to ask for leave that day, it really went smoothly.

After joining the crew, she had always been diligent and conscientious. She never arrived late or left early from the shoot.

She had never asked for leave, so she was very nervous at first.

But after she said the reason, the director and screenwriter quickly replied, “No problem, no problem!”

“Send him off first, it doesn’t matter if you came late!”

The reason for asking for leave was to send President Wei to the plane. How dare they disagree with this?!

What’s more, if this great god spent one day more in City B, they would have to be worried for one more day.

Ling Zhen’s ability to send the great god away was simply doing good for the crew!

The next day, Xiao De drove to the airport, Wei Xi and Ling Zhen sat in the back seats.

Although Ling Zhen was not on the set, her heart was still there.

She looked down at the soft copy of the script stored in the phone and muttered words as if the person next to her did not exist.

Xiao De drove the car, feeling that the temperature inside the car was silently dropping. 

He quickly glanced at the rearview mirror and quietly turned the air conditioner up a bit.