Chapter 68 How am I inferior to her?



Listening to the conversation between the two, Cheng Wan'er's heart sank. She never expected that Pei Yi would go to such lengths for a woman like that!

And the director actually wanted to replace her just for a few words!

no.

Absolutely not.

There were only these two voices left in Cheng Wan'er's mind.

She immediately responded, "Director An, that's not the case. Hasn't it already been decided that it's me?"

She also wanted to win some prestigious awards with "Night Banquet"!

But now she was directly announced that she could not perform in "Night Banquet", and she felt that her dream was crushed in an instant.

"Director An." She looked at the director pitifully, "I know I was wrong, please don't replace me."

As he spoke, he looked at Pei Yi again, with pleading clearly revealed in his eyes.

But Dao An was completely unmoved.

He had already intended to replace Cheng Wan'er, and Pei Yi's words just now seemed to give her a way out, making him make up his mind. Now that the words had been spoken, it was naturally impossible to change them.

"Actually, Miss Cheng, you are not very suitable for this role."

Cheng Waner: “…”

That’s clearly not what the director said last time!

"director."

Cheng Wan'er still refused to give up, "But last time..."

Director An obviously didn't want to continue talking to Cheng Wan'er, so as to avoid an awkward situation later.

The assistant director came over at this moment and said, "Ms. Cheng, the director has already made a decision on this matter. Please stop pestering me."

If the situation continues, it will be embarrassing for everyone.

"Assistant Director..."

Cheng Wan'er had just said three words when the assistant director smiled and asked her to leave the box.

Cheng Wan'er stood in the corridor. The eyes of the waiters around her were like needles, making her feel extremely ugly.

what to do?

What should she do now?

There were only these two questions in her mind. Suddenly, she made up her mind and walked quickly in one direction.

Song Jihuai pulled his people out of the club, his face frosty and his steps brisk, and walked straight to the car.

When I was about to get on the bus...

Suddenly, a voice came from behind, "Sir, please wait."

This sound?

Song Jihuai turned around and looked at the person who came. Her eyes were dark and it was impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry. Cheng Waner trotted a few steps to her.

Perhaps because she ran a few steps, her breathing was a little disordered, and the chest of the strapless dress kept rising and falling, looking very seductive under the dim night light.

Unfortunately, Song Jihuai was not a man who showed sympathy to women. He didn't even glance at her. His cold voice made Cheng Wan'er shudder. "What's the matter?"

Cheng Wan'er was startled, and then glanced at Su Wanyu who was held in Song Jihuai's arms. Her voice was very restrained and soft, "Can I talk to you alone?"

alone?

Su Wanyu's face darkened and she was about to speak.

Cheng Wan'er continued, "I was wrong about what happened just now. I apologize to you." Her eyes were charming and she looked at Song Jihuai like silk.

Su Wanyu could naturally see it and felt secretly upset.

But at this moment, Song Jihuai actually nodded, "Okay."

Then he turned around, put Su Wanyu in the back seat, and said softly with a gentle expression, "Wait for me."

Su Wanyu grabbed his sleeve, her eyes filled with grievance.

"good."

Song Jihuai said one more word gently, and Su Wanyu obediently let go of his sleeve, but after thinking about it, she couldn't help but say, "Husband, you are mine."

Song Jihuai's mood instantly improved a lot, and he responded softly, "It's yours."

Cheng Wan'er was getting a little impatient waiting, but her voice was gentle, "Mr. Song?"

She had just checked and found out that this was Mr. Song from the Song Group.

Several brands under the Song Group are international first-line brands, and the fashion designer this time is also Song Jihuai's woman.

As long as she can deal with this man, then returning to "Night Banquet" will be a matter of a word, right?

Song Jihuai gently squeezed Su Wanyu's hand, then stood up straight. He turned to look at Cheng Waner, his eyes instantly turning cold, "Speak."

He doesn't have much patience.

What Cheng Waner did today has offended him.

Cheng Wan'er swallowed subconsciously and took a few more steps towards Song Jihuai. Her nearly perfect figure swayed gracefully, and her voice was charming and seductive. "Mr. Song, I was ignorant just now. Now I come to apologize to you."

Her every word and action, every move, all have two words written on them: hooking up.

Song Jihuai pursed his lips and just looked at her.

This look forced Cheng Wan'er, who had been trying to stick to Song Jihuai, to stop and not dare to move forward. She felt that Mr. Song was so scary at the moment.

I even forgot to speak for a moment.

Song Jihuai frowned, and the impatience on his face became more obvious.

Didn’t you say you wanted to apologize?

Why didn't this person say a word for so long?

The two of them just looked at each other face to face in silence. Su Wanyu watched this scene through the car window, her little face wrinkled.

"so…… "

After a while, Cheng Wan'er spoke tremblingly, "Mr. Song, could you please tell me about "Night Banquet"? " She looked at Song Jihuai pitifully, and if someone didn't know, they would think she was the victim.

Cheng Wan'er mustered up her courage and reached out to Song Jihuai, "Mr. Song, whatever you want to do, I can do it."

The whole person just wanted to take advantage of the situation and fall on Song Jihuai. She was a popular young actress and had used this trick countless times.

But when Song Jihuai saw this action, he almost subconsciously moved aside!

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