Chapter 91 "Xie Peizhou, I will be pregnant..."
Half a month later, except for the head injury, all other injuries on Wen Ci's body were almost healed.
"A Girl's Heart" passed the review smoothly, and the film company has set the premiere date on December 12.
One day, at the launch of the "Light" dress.
Song Wan could hardly maintain the gentle and generous look on her face. She completely ignored the media's calls of "Miss Song" and strode towards the backstage lounge with a sullen face in her high heels.
The assistant smiled and said, "Sorry, everyone from the media, our designer Song is not feeling well. Today's interview ends here."
In the lounge, with a "pop" sound, a layer of dark brown coffee liquid was splashed on the white wall, and the shattered coffee cup fell to the ground.
Song Wanqing's face was grim. She opened Douyin and watched ten videos in a row, all of which were promotions for "A Girl's Heart".
She was jealous and crazy!
Xie Peizhou, who is usually low-key, not only spent 100 million yuan on publicity for Wen Ci, but also took the initiative to mention "A Girl's Heart" many times in media interviews.
Wen Ci is currently like a star surrounded by stars, high and mighty on the Internet!
And she became the target of Wen Ci's criticism!
Even at the offline press conference today, the reporter actually said to her face that in Xie Peizhou's heart, she was not even as good as a hair of Wen Ci!
All of this must have been deliberately marketed by that bitch Wen Ci!
"...On December 12th, the director and cast of "A Girl's Heart" will hold a premiere at the Wanda Cinema CBD location in Beijing. The premiere box office has exceeded 80 million yuan, setting a new record for a rising director in China. The producers will hold a celebration banquet for Director Wen and the creative team three days later. Congratulations to Director Wen on achieving a new career milestone!"
Song Wanqing watched the video automatically played on Douyin, her eyes becoming more sinister and ferocious. "Wen Ci, I want you to be ruined at the height of your fame!"
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"Director Wen, today's look is so beautiful and eye-catching. Does it have any meaning?"
On the night of the celebration banquet, Wen Ci wore a burgundy sexy dress with a high slit, which matched her contrasting cold and cool appearance. She stunned everyone as soon as she entered the venue, and the crowd flocked to her.
Wen Ci faced the camera with grace and grace, smiling, "My bestie put together my look for today. She said the burgundy dress symbolizes the long-lasting popularity of 'Girl's Heart,' and the high slit symbolizes the continuous rise of 'Girl's Heart'..."
The slightly joking answers made the interview atmosphere relaxed and joyful.
Not far away, Song Wanqing looked at Wen Ci, who was the center of attention, with a sinister and cold light in her eyes.
Xie Peizhou is on a business trip today and cannot make it here. She wants to make Wen Ci explode in the most unbearable scandal at the peak of her career, to see how she can still have the face to stay in the domestic entertainment industry!
Song Wanqing looked at an ordinary wine waiter, who nodded slightly at her, indicating that everything was ready and they could act at any time.
Song Wanqing curled her red lips and turned to leave.
Wen Ci, smile, you will have the chance to cry soon.
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No one noticed Song Wanqing's departure because the protagonists tonight were Wen Ci and the creative team of "A Girl's Heart".
"Director Wen, I toast to you. I wish 'A Girl's Heart' will reach new heights once again!"
"Director Wen, I'd like to toast you too. Next time you have a good project, let's work together!"
"Director Wen, all the emotions are in the wine. I'll drink first..."
After three rounds of drinking.
Although Wen Ci can drink a lot, he can't resist the toasts from people one after another.
She didn't know how many cups she had drunk and her head was dizzy.
The champagne glass in her hand was empty. Wen Ci looked around and saw a waiter coming towards her with champagne and said politely, "Director Wen, please have some."
"Thanks."
Wen Ci thanked him, placed the empty champagne glass on his tray, and prepared to pick up another one.
A slender hand was one step faster than her, holding and raising the last glass of champagne.
"Sir, this is prepared for Director Wen." A trace of panic flashed in the waiter's eyes, and he lowered his head to speak for Wen Ci.
The hand was beautiful, slender, white, and with distinct joints.
Wen Ci looked in the direction of the man's hand and saw a cold and handsome face.
Wen Ci was stunned, with surprise flashing in her eyes, "Uncle? Why are you here?"
Xie Peizhou was wearing a handsome business custom-made black suit that perfectly outlined his tall and slender figure, a pair of straight long legs, and thin-soled shiny leather shoes on his feet.
In an instant, the calm and elite aura of the superior came over him.
Wen Ci thought to himself, didn't he say he was on a business trip in Haicheng, and according to the plan, he wouldn't be able to return to Beijing until tomorrow at the earliest?
Xie Peizhou smiled at her tenderly with his dark eyes, then turned to look at the people surrounding Wen Ci, socializing with her. He calmly and elegantly raised the champagne glass in his hand and said, "Thank you all for your support and love for Wen Ci. It's just that Xiao Ci was just discharged from the hospital not long ago, and the doctor said she shouldn't drink too much alcohol. I'll drink this glass for her."
After saying that, he drank the champagne in his hand.
For a moment, everyone's attention was on Xie Peizhou, and they didn't notice the panic in the waiter's eyes.
"Mr. Xie has a good alcohol tolerance."
The people around them smiled and complimented them, and exchanged a few words of pleasantries. It was obvious that the uncle and nephew had something to say, so they all dispersed on their own.
Wen Ci looked at him puzzledly, "Why did you rush back?"
"Aci, you are so beautiful today."
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Wen Ci's cheeks couldn't help but feel hot. Fortunately, there was no one around them. She murmured, "You only had one drink, and you're already drunk?"
Xie Peizhou smiled and said, "I'm speaking from the heart."
When he entered the banquet hall, there were many people drinking and chatting in the hall, but his eyes were locked on her at first sight.
She was wearing a sexy, swaying red dress with a slit, and a confident and generous smile on her cool and delicate face. She was holding a champagne glass and interacting with the people around her in a relaxed manner.
This scene was very beautiful in his eyes.
At the same time, he also felt a pang of guilt in his heart.
During the five years when he was not involved, she went through so much suffering alone before finally emerging from her cocoon and becoming a butterfly.
Xie Peizhou's vision suddenly became dizzy and his body became unstable. Fortunately, Wen Ci supported him.
Wen Ciyan frowned slightly and asked with concern, "Uncle, are you okay?"
"Are you feeling unwell after all the travel and drinking?"
"There's a bedroom upstairs for guests. Shall I take you up there to rest for a while?"
Xie Peizhou rubbed his temples, and his dizzy vision slowly became clear. "Well, maybe I didn't sleep well last night."
Wen Ci helped him walk towards the elevator and casually advised him, "Take care of your health. You are not a young man in your twenties anymore. Stay up late less and go to bed early and get up early to live a long life."
Xie Peizhou tugged at his tie, feeling that the heating in the hall was a little too high. He looked at Wen Ci beside him and asked, "Do you think I'm old?"
Wen Ci pressed the elevator button, blinked, and said calmly: "Isn't this the truth? You are ten years older than me, isn't that older than me?"
Xie Peizhou looked at her young and beautiful face, his Adam's apple rolled, and a heat gathered in his lower abdomen.
He whispered in her ear, "Are you hinting at something?"
A low, hot voice entered Wen Ci's sensitive ear canal, and her scalp suddenly felt numb.
Just then, with a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened.
Just then, screenwriter Shen Qingyan came out of the elevator. Seeing Wen Ci, his eyes lit up and he greeted her, "Director Wen, President Xie, what's going on?"
Wen Ci's back was stiff, and she tried to remain calm, "Screenwriter Shen, my uncle is feeling a little unwell. I'll help him to the guest room to rest for a while."
"Oh, do you need my help?"
Shen Qingyan said he would help.
Xie Peizhou frowned slightly and shook off Shen Qingyan's hand, "Don't bother screenwriter Shen, just Wen Ci will take me up."
"Oh well."
Shen Qingyan smiled helplessly. He had heard that Xie Peizhou was not very approachable in private. He didn't think much of it. He walked out of the elevator and said to Wen Ci, "Director Wen, let's talk later when we have time."
Wen Ci nodded and said that she would take Xie Peizhou to the lounge and come down.
The two entered the elevator, Wen Ci pressed the floor button, and the elevator door slowly closed.
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At this time, a white Mercedes was traveling on the road.
Song Wanqing sat in the comfortable back seat, casually scrolling through Douyin videos, waiting for the trending news about Wen Ci's downfall...
Considering that they have known each other for many years, she has specially selected three strong but sick men for her. As long as Wen Ci drinks the drugged wine, even the immortal cannot save her tonight.
A string of numbers without any notes suddenly appeared on the phone screen.
Song Wanqing's face darkened as she picked up the phone. "Zhang Ping, don't tell me you messed up such a simple thing!"
"What? Say it again, who drank that glass of wine?!"
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In the box.
Xie Peizhou's eyes were bloodshot as he threw Wen Ci onto the soft white bed.
The woman's sexy red dress looked even more charming in his eyes. He hugged Wen Ci tightly uncontrollably, and his hot kisses fell on her fair skin.
Wen Ci knew that he had been drugged.
"Xie Peizhou, without any safety measures, I will get pregnant..."
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