Chapter 28 We will be husband and wife in the future

Seeing this, the director didn't know what to say, "Xiao He, I'm sure you'll be famous after this drama airs!"

He has been in this industry for more than ten years. He has not seen many actors who are so spiritual and infectious. Every one of them has become a big star, and he believes that Li Qinghe will be the same.

As if she had thought of something, Li Qinghe's eyebrows curved, and her originally gentle face became extremely lively, "Then I would like to thank Director Ji Yan."

The filming ended at six o'clock and Li Qinghe had finished all his scenes for the day.

After saying hello to Meng Han and Mu Bai, he was about to leave when he saw a courier boy wearing a hat trotting in. "Excuse me, who is Miss Li Qinghe?"

He was holding a bunch of roses in his hands. He looked around and found Li Qinghe. He walked towards her and said, "Ms. Li Qinghe, these are your flowers. Please sign for them."

"Wow!" There was an exclamation from the crew. Li Qinghe had said before that there was no good news, but now someone sent flowers directly.

"Thank you." Li Qinghe took the flowers and signed his name on the list.

There was a card inside the rose. Li Qinghe took it out and saw that the handwriting was very familiar.

Jiang Jingxing's handwriting when he was young is similar to what it is now, except that his handwriting now is stronger and more powerful than before.

good.

It's just a simple word, but it fits Jiang Jingxing's personality very well.

Meng Han was right beside her. He stretched his head and saw it. He screamed excitedly, "Is it Mr. Jiang?"

"Yes." Li Qinghe put the card back into the rose and looked sideways at Meng Han, "Can you keep it a secret for me?"

"Of course!" Meng Han patted his chest.

The people around were all a little curious, and the bold photographer even asked, "Xiao He, is this a gift from your boyfriend?"

"Friends." Li Qinghe replied.

"That's impossible. A friend sent me roses?"

The director's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely guessed who it was, and quickly stepped out to smooth things over, "Alright, alright, Xiao He has been filming for a whole day, and needs to go back to rest."

Li Qinghe curled his lips and said to everyone openly, "Then I'll go back first."

When I came out, there was a car parked on the side of the road.

Xia Zhi recognized the car and glanced at Li Qinghe, "Well... I'll go back first?"

"Yeah." Li Qinghe responded, thought for a moment, took off his coat and gave it to Xia Zhi, "Don't get cold."

They were in the mountains, and the temperature was still quite low. Xia Zhi lived with Meng Han and the others.

As soon as he walked to the car, the door was opened from the inside, and Jiang Jingxing's well-defined face fell into Li Qinghe's eyes.

"Why are you here?" Li Qinghe's voice was a little cold.

Jiang Jingxingsi didn't mind Li Qinghe's coldness at all. Her slightly cold eyes fell on the rose on Li Qinghe's chest. She was more beautiful than the flower.

Jiang Jingxing raised his thin lips and stretched out his hand towards Li Qinghe, "Come up."

This is a film and television base, and you never know if there will be paparazzi nearby.

Li Qinghe got into the car without thinking, but she ignored the hand Jiang Jingxing extended to her.

Jiang Jingxing's face turned slightly cold, and his thin lips, which were originally slightly raised, were tightly pursed. "Are you still angry?"

"No." Li Qinghe looked around the car and put the roses on the back seat. Turning around and seeing Jiang Jingxing looking unhappy, he said softly, "Jiang Jingxing, don't kiss me casually in the future."

"That won't do." Jiang Jingxing had already thought about it. Li Qinghe could be as irritable as she wanted. However, she was destined to be his, and intimacy between lovers was normal.

Li Qinghe seemed a little annoyed. He turned his head and pretended to look out the window.

"Drive!"

Feeling left out, Jiang Jingxing had no choice but to vent his anger on Secretary Liu who was sitting in front of him.

Secretary Liu shook his body and drove quickly.

Li Qinghe lowered her eyebrows slightly as she watched the scenery outside the window receding. The scent of roses still lingered on her hands, very faint but very pleasant.

Li Qinghe loves flowers, but rarely sees them around her. Li Qingyun is allergic, so subconsciously, the Li family thinks the two sisters are allergic to flowers.

"Do you like roses?" Jiang Jingxing's voice was slightly deep and fell into her ears.

Jiang Jingxing held the delicate little hand firmly, and his slender fingers gently pinched her palm.

"Yeah." Li Qinghe replied, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Don't send it to the crew in the future, or others will see it."

Jiang Jingxing was not happy and pinched her white and tender little fingers as punishment. "Why? Am I so shy?"

Jiang Jingxing was an extremely overbearing person. He wanted to tell the whole world that Li Qinghe was his and no one was allowed to even look at her.

"No." Li Qinghe shook her head, looking at his frowning brows tenderly, "Others will think I'm being kept."

Her reputation in the entertainment industry is not very good to begin with. If she were to do something like this again, the haters would probably rage against her.

Jiang Jingxing reluctantly accepted this statement. Seeing that her complexion had improved, he continued the topic, "Li Qinghe, we will be husband and wife in the future."

After a pause, his eyes were sharp and intimidating, with a burning fire, and he looked at Li Qinghe in front of him stubbornly and domineeringly, "Qinghe, I can tolerate many things for you, but you are not allowed to regret this matter of marriage."

Jiang Jingxing can wait for Li Qinghe to accept him, but he cannot tolerate Li Qinghe falling in love with someone else.

"I know." Li Qinghe's eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a semi-arc-shaped shadow on her eyelids. "But you have to respect me, too."

Jiang Jingxing's eyes were gloomy, and the aura around him turned cold.

Even Secretary Liu who was sitting in the front seat could hardly stand the low pressure. If he wasn't afraid of President Jiang, he would have thought about jumping out of the car.

Just when Li Qinghe was about to give up, he heard Jiang Jingxing's cold voice, "How long will it take?"

Li Qinghe raised his eyes in disbelief, and after a moment's pause, he spoke, "Is a year okay?"

"No." Jiang Jingxing refused without thinking. He had waited for Li Qinghe for ten years. He was finally able to hold her in his arms again, but he had to go a year without seeing her?

Jiang Jingxing forcefully held Li Qinghe in his arms, and his slender fingers gently brushed across Li Qinghe's cheek. His slightly cool fingers gently rubbed it, making Li Qinghe a little scared, "I can not do the last step, but I can't guarantee the rest."

This is already Jiang Jingxing's biggest concession.

Li Qinghe knew this very well and could only nod, "Okay."

Although she was reluctant to admit it, as long as Jiang Jingxing was unwilling to let her go, her life would be completely tied to Jiang Jingxing.

Do you want to try to accept him?

Li Qinghe asked himself.

No one answered her, and no one could answer her. When it comes to love, only you know it best.

The variety show that Li Qinghe participated in before was launched, and the program team asked all participating artists to forward it.

Li Qinghe came back from filming quite late, and by the time she checked Weibo, she found that the situation had become somewhat unstable.