At the dinner table, Ling Qingzhu and Yang Xiaoli were chatting happily. They talked about all kinds of interesting things, most of which happened around them.

Yang Xiaoli was very sensible. After telling two things about Yan Mofei and being glared at by Yan Mofei, he quickly changed the subject and only talked about his own affairs.

Although Ling Qingzhu was somewhat dissatisfied, she got along very well with Yang Xiaoli. She thought she was cute and spoke nicely.

Old Song and Yan Mofei ate in silence. Ling Qingzhu's assistant was also cordially invited to join the same table for dinner, but she also ate in silence without interrupting.

She never expected that the person who could chat with her boss was someone else's assistant. This made her, as an assistant, look useless.

After finishing the meal, everyone was very satisfied. In addition to ice cream, Yang Xiaoli also brought out some icy cold juice, but Ling Qingzhu politely declined.

She ate too much at night. Actresses usually have to maintain their figure and strictly control their food and calorie intake.

Yang Xiaoli expressed regret and then drank the juice happily.

When Zhang Yao's assistant saw this, he became even more upset.

Look, other people have drinks after meals, unlike her, who doesn’t even have a share in the lunch box and can only order her own food.

The first scene at night is a big one, showing assassins entering the hospital to kill the eldest daughter, Ling Qingzhu. Yan Mofei needs to protect her and kill these assassins one by one, leaving only a slightly useful supporting character to escape.

So this scene needs to be majestic so that it can fly up and down.

At this moment, an accident happened. The prop teacher ran over with the cut rope in his hand: "Wei Yan can't be used anymore. I don't know who cut the rope."

The director was furious. The environment they were in was closed and no outsiders could come in except the crew members.

Now the rope broke for no reason, and it was obviously cut with a knife, which shows that someone had ulterior motives.

"Investigate for me and find the murderer!"

The director's face turned pale and he was shaking with anger as he held the broken rope.

We called in a few people to look after the props, but everyone was eating, so there was no one there for a while. Since they were all from the crew, everyone was very confident that they would just do a routine check at the appointed time. No one had expected someone to do something like destroying the props.

There was no surveillance camera, and the camera was not turned on. This became an unsolved case.

Zhang Yao raised his eyebrows with some pride. He had someone break it on purpose. There was no evidence and it couldn't be traced back to him.

[I asked you to take pictures, but now let’s see how you can take pictures? ]

[Why don't you just film my scenes first? That minor supporting role is getting the better of me. The director must be crazy.]

Hearing this inner voice, Yan Mofei looked directly at Zhang Yao. Zhang Yao also felt this gaze and looked back.

Seeing Yan Mofei looking him up and down, with a look of determination on his face, Zhang Yao's heart started beating like a drum.

[Why is he looking at me like that? Does he already know that I did it? ]

He soon regained his composure.

"Even if they knew, what would it matter? I just had the rope cut, and it didn't affect anyone. I can just get another rope."

[Unfortunately, I've already thrown away all the other ropes, so I can't shoot this scene.]

Yan Mofei rolled his eyes, expressing his disdain for Zhang Yao's little action.

Can't you do something respectable? You have to be so petty and thieving, thinking you're so classy.

The prop master had already gone to deal with it, and the director had no choice but to move other people's scenes to the front.

Zhang Yao gave Yan Mofei a triumphant smile.

Yan Mofei glanced at him, then took Yang Xiaoli back to his seat, still leisurely.

However, Zhang Yao felt that Yan Mofei's look was a provocation and disrespect to him, so he followed him instead.

"What did you mean by that look just now?"

"Which look just now?" Yan Mofei asked knowing the answer.

"That sidelong look you gave me just now."

Yan Mofei let out a loud "oh" as if suddenly realizing something. "I just saw a mentally retarded person do something really funny and stupid, so I took a look. You didn't think I was looking at you, did you?"

Zhang Yao's face flushed crimson. If he agreed, wouldn't that mean he was admitting he was the idiot? If he didn't agree, it would seem like he was being unreasonable by coming here to pick a fight.

He always loses.

hateful!

"Okay, you're so cruel, just wait for me."

Yan Mofei sneered: "Why would I wait for you? I don't like men."

Zhang Yao: …

After Zhang Yao left, Yan Mofei picked up his phone and saw that several people in his brother group were chatting happily.

"Let me tell you, postpartum care for sows is a very important matter. It involves a lot of profound knowledge."

"Please, be a human being and stop talking about your sow. Look at my new sister. Isn't she beautiful?"

"No matter how beautiful she is, can she be better than Mo Fei's ex-girlfriend Yu Mi? That face, that figure, it's a pity that she's now his ex."

"Why did I hear that Mo Fei and Yu Mi met recently? @Yan Mo Fei."

"Don't tag him anymore, he won't cry until he sees the coffin. He's so rich, why bother trying to get into the entertainment industry? It's so tiring. Wouldn't it be nice to be like me and wait to inherit the family's billions?"

Yan Mofei smiled and started typing.

"Give me an address and get me a rope."

The group exploded immediately.

"Oh my god, are you alive?"

"What did I see? You finally spoke up."

"How can it talk? Could it have been alive all along? But usually we call this a zombie."

"What are you doing with the rope? Are you going to hang yourself? Don't get carried away, or your dad will kill my dad."

"Even though you're not doing well in the entertainment industry, there's no need to commit suicide. You still have us, and there are still large gardens waiting for you to harvest. There's no need to hang yourself on this tree."

A few people were chattering, and Yan Mofei had no choice but to send a picture over.

"The crew's wire has been damaged. Is there anyone nearby who can help pass the rope over?"

Then he sent a location message.

One of them said, "There's a crew filming next door to you. I'll find someone I know to take it to you right away."

Afterwards, except for this friend who went to do his business, the others continued to persuade Mo Fei.

"There's no future in the entertainment industry. You should come back and raise pigs with me. My tens of thousands of sows need you."

Yan Mofei's mouth twitched, and he blocked the message with his backhand, then turned off his phone, thinking out of sight, out of mind.

Over there, Zhang Yao's scene was brought forward again, and he was currently acting opposite Ling Qingzhu. The two of them looked at each other through the window, quite affectionately.

Afterwards, Zhang Yao took Ling Qingzhu's hand and moved closer to her. The face before him was so captivating that he unconsciously moved closer. In a state of confusion and passion, he kissed Ling Qingzhu.