As soon as Jiang Molin returned to the hotel, Fang Wenlin quickly got herself ready, put on a sexy camisole, and regardless of the injury on her waist, she wore a pair of high heels, sprayed some high-end perfume, and walked to the top floor.

The bell rang outside the door. Jiang Molin thought Lin Xingyu had finished filming so quickly, so he took two steps with his long legs to open the door.

The moment he opened the door, the smile on his face turned cold, his eyes were deep and cold, and he closed the door the next second. Fang Wenlin quickly stretched out her hand to block it, but after being hit, she cried in pain. Ten fingers are connected to the heart!

Fang Wenlin took the opportunity to raise the back of her swollen hand and looked at Jiang Molin pitifully: "Mr. Jiang, it hurts so much, my hand was hit."

Jiang Molin ignored him and said, "You've found the wrong door." He was about to close the door again.

Fang Wenlin quickly stepped inside and said, "Oh, that's right, it's you, Director Jiang, that I'm looking for."

Jiang Molin: "If you need anything, please talk to my assistant. He's downstairs."

Fang Wenlin: "We can only ask Director Jiang for this matter. I dressed up specially for Director Jiang. It's a long night and Director Jiang must be bored alone in the room. Can I come and keep him company?" As she spoke, she leaned her chest towards him.

Jiang Molin was careless for a moment and had to take a step back, "I don't need it, you got the wrong person."

Fang Wenlin: "Mr. Jiang, I've always liked you. Let me accompany you tonight!"

Why are there so many people actively promoting themselves?

Jiang Molin: "I said, no need, find someone else."

Fang Wenlin: "Don't misunderstand, Mr. Jiang. I'm not the kind of person you think I am. I simply like Mr. Jiang and I'm afraid of missing out, so I mustered up the courage to come find you."

Jiang Molin: "I don't like you. If you don't leave, I'll call security. You don't want the headlines tomorrow to be about a famous actress knocking on your door in revealing clothes, do you?"

Jiang Molin snorted coldly, his eyes were deep and cold, and he closed the door and left.

Fang Wenlin, standing outside the door, was completely stunned. What was going on? Wasn't she mistaken last night? Lin Xingyu had even entered his room. Could it be that he only had eyes for Lin Xingyu? The thought of this possibility nearly pissed Fang Wenlin off!

He clenched his fists and muttered to himself with gritted teeth, "Lin Xingyu has beaten me to the punch again. Don't think you've climbed to the top just yet. Just wait!" He glared at the closed door, stomped his feet, and left the top floor.

After being disturbed, Jiang Molin was in a bad mood and kept waiting in the room for Lin Xingyu to come back.

Soon, Lin Xingyu went home after finishing her scenes for today. Just like yesterday, she went back to her room first and went to the top floor late at night. Being so sneaky, Lin Xingyu felt like a mistress who couldn't be seen by others. Forget it, it was her own decision to have a secret marriage.

After the last confession, Jiang Molin proposed to make their relationship public, but Lin Xingyu refused. She had just started her career and did not want to make it with the title of Mrs. Jiang. She wanted to rely on her real ability.

After Lin Xingyu reached the top floor, Jiang Molin hugged her tightly as soon as he saw her, and he was a little emotional. He had to draw a clear line with his wife outside, which was really aggrieved.

Lin Xingyu hugged him back, leaning on his warm, strong chest, feeling the love of her husband, and said softly, "I received an invitation to the film festival today. Director Fang said that her crew was shortlisted and asked me to walk the red carpet with her."

Jiang Molin hugged her tighter, "Congratulations, wife. When will you be back?"

Lin Xingyu: "I told Director Yu that I should hurry up and finish the filming in the next two days. I will be back in two days."

Jiang Molin was a little reluctant, "Then I'll wait for you at home. I have something to do at the company, so I have to go back tomorrow morning."

Lin Xingyu raised her head and looked at him: "Well, then you go home first. I'll be there soon."

Jiang Molin remembered that his wife still had an injury on her waist, so he carried her to the sofa and carefully applied medicine to her before carrying her back to bed. He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, "Wife, go to sleep. You've been working hard lately. I'll take a shower and come back."

Lin Xingyu rolled her eyes and said mischievously, "Then hurry up, I'll wait for you."

Jiang Molin: You know I can't touch you right now, but you're still teasing me, right?!

Jiang Molin glared at her with dissatisfaction and went to take a shower with a bad temper.

Lin Xingyu giggled and twisted into a ball on the bed. She didn't expect that Jiang Molin, who was so good-tempered, would not be able to resist being teased.

Jiang Molin thought of the injury on her waist and didn't dare to do anything. He hugged his wife and fell asleep.

The next day, at dawn, Jiang Molin kissed his wife who was still sleeping, then got up and rushed to the airport.

When Lin Xingyu woke up, there was no one around, and she remembered that he should have returned to City B. Lin Xingyu got out of bed and walked to the window. The cool breeze blew in from the window, making people feel a little cold. Unconsciously, it felt like summer was about to end.

Lin Xingyu quickly packed herself up and went to the set to film. But for some reason, Fang Wenlin was always targeting her today.

Lin Xingyu thought back to their past interactions and thought she probably hadn't offended her. At that moment, she had no idea that Fang Wenlin hated her to death.

Because when Fang Wenlin went out this morning, he happened to see Lin Xingyu coming down from the top floor. He was immediately furious. She rejected him, but asked Lin Xingyu to spend the night with him. Although Lin Xingyu was not a good person, he was even more furious when he was rejected.

Lu Ciyuan came to work with panda eyes. It was all Jiang Molin's fault.

Last night, while Lin Xingyu was still here, Jiang Molin went to look for Lu Ciyuan. When Lu Ciyuan opened the door and saw it was him, he said with an unwelcome look, "Famous Mr. Jiang, what do you want to see me for so late at night?"

Jiang Molin didn't waste any words. He still had to give the necessary warnings. Otherwise, he would always be hanging around Lin Xingyu, which would be annoying.

He cleared his throat and said, "Stay away from Lin Xingyu."

Lu Ciyuan instantly became unhappy and retorted dissatisfiedly: "Unmarried men and unmarried women, everyone has the right to pursue, why should I give in? Love is not based on family background? Director Jiang, no matter how rich you are, you can't control whether I pursue Lin Xingyu or not, right?"

Humph, don't even think about fooling him. Even his parents can't control his right to pursue love? Why should Jiang Molin withdraw on his own? Everyone relies on their own ability!

Jiang Molin stopped talking nonsense, took out his cell phone and flipped through the photos.

Lu Ciyuan tilted his head: "What do you want to show me? Nothing can stop me from pursuing my love."

Jiang Molin put the photo in front of him and said, "I can't stop you, but I can stop you from pursuing my wife. Lin Xingyu is my wife. It would be rude of you to pursue her again."

Lu Ciyuan snatched the phone and confirmed it. It was a wedding photo, and also the marriage certificate of Lin Xingyu and Jiang Molin. He said in disbelief, "You are not going to photoshop this picture to trick me, are you?"

Jiang Molin sneered, "I still have our engagement photos, do you want to see them?"