Qiao Ruoxi was once the youngest regent dowager empress of her dynasty.
After transmigrating to the modern era, she becomes the real young miss of a wealthy family, unloved by her father, neg...
"Director, do we need to continue recording the show?" Qiao Ruoxi asked.
The director immediately shook his head like a rattle and made a "please" gesture: "Today's recording is over. Thank you for your support. You are busy!"
Qiao Ruoxi smiled faintly and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
After saying that, he left in the eyes of everyone.
Many curious people followed Qiao Ruoxi out of the old house, and soon saw a silver Bugatti speeding over and stopped steadily in front of Qiao Ruoxi.
Everyone saw Pei Yaozhou sitting in a wheelchair, personally opening the car door for Qiao Ruoxi. The man looked at Qiao Ruoxi with a gentle smile on his face.
Everyone: ...
Is this really the legendary Mr. Pei San who is known as the "living king of hell"?
Inside the car.
"Did the recording of the show go smoothly today?" Pei Yaozhou handed over a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.
Qiao Ruoxi's eyes lit up immediately, and she took it immediately, drinking it in big gulps while replying, "It went pretty smoothly."
"Drink slowly, I also brought you a small cake." Pei Yaozhou's eyes were almost drowning with tears.
Just then, Pei Yaozhou's cell phone rang.
He didn't want to answer the call, but when he saw the caller ID, he answered it.
Pei Yaozhou's expression changed slightly as he listened to the content on the phone, but when he saw Qiao Ruoxi eating a small cake, his eyes softened again.
"Got it. No need to give any special privileges. Just treat it as it should be."
After hanging up the phone, Pei Yaozhou leaned one arm on the sofa behind Qiao Ruoxi, and gently wiped the cream off the corner of Qiao Ruoxi's lips with his other hand.
Qiao Ruoxi blushed slightly and said, "Thank you!"
"What are you thanking me for?" Pei Yaozhou asked with a smile.
Qiao Ruoxi choked and thought for a moment.
"Thank you for picking me up, thank you for bringing me delicious food, thank you for helping me wipe off the cream..."
Pei Yaozhou sucked the cream off his fingertips, gradually moved his forehead closer to Qiao Ruoxi, and his voice was magnetic and seductive.
"Just saying thank you is too insincere, isn't it?"