Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 37. Thirty Seven

Yan Qingchi never expected that it took only half an hour, and the matter developed to the point that Jiang Mochen invited Liao Sibo to dinner with him.

He followed Jiang Mochen out of the set, and there was only one question in his mind all the way: Why should I invite him to dinner? According to the plot last time, shouldn't he invite me to dinner?

But until he got out of the car and entered the restaurant, he didn't think about this problem clearly, he could only comfort himself, if it comes, he will be at ease, since Jiang Mochen said please, then please.

Yan Qingchi sat beside Jiang Mochen, watching him finish ordering, the waiter retreated out, picked up his mobile phone boredly and prepared to ask Jiang Mochen what was going on, but before he finished editing, he heard There was a "stab" sound - the chair rubbed against the floor, Yan Qingchi looked up inertially, and saw Liao Sibo standing up with a cup of tea in his hand, what is it?

He was thinking about it when he heard Liao Sibo say, "What happened last time was my fault. I shouldn't have done it. I had a bad attitude. Today, I will replace wine with tea and apologize to you. I hope you can forgive me."

Yan Qingchi was a little confused, what's going on? In the half-hour conversation just now, Jiang Mochen finally brought into play his aura of the leading role, influenced Liao Sibo with love and justice, made him kneel down and sing Conquer and see clearly his mistakes at that time?

Yan Qingchi picked up the tea cup in front of him, stood up, and touched him, "I said it last time, for the sake of being Jiang Mochen's friend, I forgive you."

"Thank you." After Liao Sibo finished speaking, he drank the tea in one gulp and showed him the clean bottom of the cup.

Seeing this, Yan Qingchi also finished the tea in his cup, and said to him, "You're welcome."

He finished and sat down.

Liao Sibo followed suit and returned to his seat.

The scene was quiet for a while, but fortunately soon, the waiters began to serve dishes one after another, and Jiang Mochen also started a new topic, so the scene did not cool down.

Yan Qingchi sat beside them quietly, listening to the conversation between the two of them, saying a few words if they were interested, and focusing on eating if they were not interested.

After eating, Liao Sibo said goodbye to the two of them, and drove away directly.

Yan Qingchi waited until the person left before asking Jiang Mochen, "Can you explain to me what's going on now?"

"Liao Sibo came to me for something, we chatted for a while, he felt sorry for his behavior last time, and wanted to apologize to you, so I took advantage of the opportunity to ask him to have a meal, so that's it."

"Then tell me, you and I invited him to dinner together?"

"Yes." Jiang Mochen looked at him, "We are a family, so I invite you and me together."

Yan Qingchi smiled, and felt that his fallacious reasoning had some truth to it.

When the two of them returned to the set, Jiang Mochen received Yuan Mingxu's WeChat message just as he changed into the clothes for the movie.

"I'm going back to China tomorrow, can you pick me up?"

Jiang Mochen replied to him: I was filming and couldn't leave, Liao Sibo said he would pick you up.

Yuan Mingxu looked at his phone in a daze, and after a long time, he replied: "Okay then, let's work **** filming."

Jiang Mochen didn't call him back, and put the phone back in his pocket.

Yan Qingchi watched Jiang Mochen change his costume and start playing with Zhao Qiang again, holding his chin helplessly. The most fixed and frequently used outdoor filming locations for this drama are the school where Zhou Fang works, and the Meng Luojia community.

Meng Luo lives in an old residential area, with only seven floors, no elevator, and narrow steps. Most of the residents in this community are elderly people. They lived here when they were young, and they also lived here when they were old. They only had children, and they moved out to live in taller and more fashionable high-rise residences.

The greening of this community is good, and many households have flowers and plants on the windowsills, which look very lifelike.

The film crew concentrated on filming the scene of Meng Luojia Community in the past two days.

However, this has nothing to do with Yan Qingchi. Even though he is Meng Luo himself, he only has one scene in the community, which was filmed with Jiang Mochen a few days ago.

Yan Qingchi sighed deeply with his hand, only felt that the screenwriter took great pains to hide Meng Luo's reversal in the early stage. If he didn't know the ending, he probably wouldn't have thought that such a soy sauce person was actually behind the scenes one of the murderers.

He looked at Jiang Mochen standing in front of the residential building, talking to Zhao Qiang, the sun was hitting his face, gentle and handsome, his face was very serious, but his tone was very gentle, making people feel reliable at the same time Also feel close.

Zhao Qiang stood opposite him, listening gently and quietly, nodding from time to time, affirming his analysis, "You are right."

Everything looks good, but the accident happened at this moment.

Yan Qingchi was the first person to react. He watched the flowerpot fall and called out "Jiang Mochen". land.

With a "bang", the small flowerpot shattered not far from them, and the fragments of the flowerpot burst, only the broken flowers wrapped in soil fell on the concrete floor, dazzlingly red.

Yan Qingchi looked in the direction, and vaguely saw the curtains of a family move. He stood up instantly, without saying a word, directly found the stairs, and quickly ran to the corresponding floor of that house.

Yan Qingchi went up to the sixth floor, recalled the location of the family just now, then turned around and knocked on the door of Donghu's. He knocked anxiously and fiercely, but no one came to answer the door after knocking for a long time.

Furious in his heart, Yan Qingchi simply took out the key he was carrying from his pocket, and there was a wire hanging on his key ring. This is a habit that Yan Qingchi developed before crossing. When he was 14 years old, he used a wire to open the door that was maliciously closed, and rescued the girl who was locked inside because of bullying outside the school.

Since that day, he has habitually hung a wire on the key ring, not to commemorate his helping others this time, but just to prevent problems before they happen. ——He was afraid that one day, the person locked in the door would become himself, and he would be helpless, with nothing around him, not even an inconspicuous wire.

However, unexpectedly, Jiang Mochen used this iron wire before he had time to use it.

As soon as Yan Qingchi inserted the wire, Jiang Mochen went upstairs. Before he could react, he was thrown by Yan Qingchi, and then he heard the sound of the flowerpot falling to the ground. He was about to speak when he saw Yan Qingchi jumped out like a spring, and went up the stairs next door in two or three steps. Jiang Mochen immediately followed up, but as soon as he reached the sixth floor, he hadn't had time to feel Yan Qingchi's crazy speed, so fast, it seemed like he had practiced it, and saw Yan Qingchi opening the door of Donghu.

"You..."

Before he had time to say anything, Yan Qingchi had already opened the door, opened the door, and walked in. Jiang Mochen hurriedly followed in, and when the other crew members finally went upstairs, they ushered in "Boom ", the old anti-theft door firmly blocked them outside.

Yan Qingchi entered the door, saw that there was no one in the living room, so he simply walked through the living room, but before he had time to enter the bedroom, he heard footsteps.

A young woman walked up to them with draped hair and pajamas, and said in a panic, "Who are you? How did you get in? What are you doing? Get out!"

"You pushed the flowerpot." Yan Qingchi said indifferently.

"What flowerpot are you talking about, I don't know, you go out."

Yan Qingchi directly bypassed her, looked around, and walked towards the bedroom - that was the direction where the flower pot fell.

Seeing this, the woman hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but Yan Qingchi grabbed her hand before she could get close, and cut him behind her back.

The woman cried out in pain.

Yan Qingchi pushed her away, and then entered the bedroom in front of him, the bedroom was very messy, the bed was full of underwear, skirts and socks, unfinished potato chips and drinks were placed on the bedside table, and the table on the other side There is a computer on the table, a few magazines next to the computer, and a poster of a male star on the wall behind the computer.

Yan Qingchi walked directly to the window, opened the curtains, looked at the window sill and then looked out, sure enough, not far directly below the window sill, was the pot of broken flowers.

Yan Qingchi turned his head, pointed to the imprint on the bottom of the flower pot left on the window sill, and said calmly and indifferently, "What is this? There are still water marks on the window sill. You just watered the flowers, where are the flowers?"

The woman stood outside the door, her body trembling a little, "The flower is dead, I will take it and throw it away."

"Where did you throw it?"

"Why are you asking this! What does this have to do with you! This is my home, get out!"

"Throw it downstairs, right?" Yan Qingchi said calmly, "You want to kill Jiang Mochen, right?"

Jiang Mochen unconsciously looked at the woman beside him, and saw that her body was trembling more and more. Call the police."

"That's just right, I plan to call the police too." After Yan Qingchi finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and prepared to call 110.

Watching his actions, the woman opened her eyes wide in an instant, and rushed over, trying to **** his mobile phone.

Before Yan Qingchi could make a move, Jiang Mochen stopped her from behind.

He looked at the struggling person in front of him, until this moment, he still didn't understand, "Why do you want to kill me?"

He thought it was just an accident, she accidentally touched the flower pot and almost hurt herself by accident, but it turned out to be deliberate.

The woman was suppressed by him, she turned her head and stared at him fiercely, her eyes were very red, with tears in her eyes, she kept struggling with her hands, shouting to let go.

Yan Qingchi dialed 110 in this gap, and when the woman heard him say "Hello", she almost struggled crazily, and she shouted, "You can't do this, you will destroy me, I don't want it Go to jail, you can't do this!"

Yan Qingchi calmly recounted the situation and hung up the phone.

"You called the police, you called the police." The woman said foolishly.

"Yes, I called the police."

"Asshole, you are all assholes! How can you do this! How can you call the police!" she cried.

"You deliberately killed someone, why can't I call the police."

"I didn't intend to kill her, I just wanted to teach him a lesson, I just wanted him to experience some setbacks and hardships, what was wrong with me."

Yan Qingchi sneered, "Are you God?"

"I'm not, but is he? Why can he be so smooth sailing, why can he get what he wants? He is already so popular, isn't it enough to be popular! Why do you want to win awards! Lin Ke has everything No, no popularity, no resources. Winning the award is his only hope. Only by winning the award can he have more resources. It’s all his fault! He has had no resources for the past half a year! Everyone in this world is having a hard time, so why should he have to go through the wind and the rain? Shouldn’t he have suffered some setbacks!"

Jiang Mochen was stunned for a moment, he turned his head unconsciously, and saw that on the open computer screen, in the opened post, in the text box that had not yet been published, a paragraph was being edited: Jiang Mochen died today Yet? not dead! Is the little lunatic crazy today? crazy! What is the boss of my own family? Is the little lunatic really not counting in his heart? The male and female stars who have slept with two hands can’t count, fishing for fans/fans, debuting for so long and feeding so many resources are not resources What is coffee, I don't know which funder is so willing to spend money, I am envious of my real name!

He looked at the woman who was still struggling and cursing in front of him, and for some reason, he felt a little helpless sadness in his heart.