President Gao Leng's little wife

She was obviously smiling, but Yan Zihao could tell at a glance that she was distracted. The smile she was smiling now was definitely not for herself, but for that person.

Only when she was facing that person, would she show such a innocent smile so unprepared, instead of the kind she smiled at herself, separating the distance from each other.

Yan Zihao put his hands between his legs and clenched them into fists. The sourness in his heart poured out continuously, his pupils suddenly shrank and then dilated, and he just stared at the ecstatic little woman in front of him.

It took Xia Yuluo a long time before she realized that she had lost her composure. She quickly turned around from her smirk and apologized to him, "I'm sorry, I was distracted. What did you just say?"

"It's nothing, you must have thought of something happy that made you smile so happily." Even though he was dying of jealousy, there was still a spring breeze on his face.

He wants to hide this emotion deeply in his heart, and as time goes by, it becomes difficult for him to control his emotions.

Yan Zihao's smile made her feel a little familiar, but the other party's smile was fleeting, she only blinked, and he was that handsome and beautiful boy again.

Just from this smile, she inexplicably saw the shadow of Chu Yu from him.

It is true that Chu Yu's gentleness and success are the objects that all newcomers are vying to imitate, but she feels that the domineering black-bellied boy in the play is the most suitable for the boy in front of her.

After all, she was an outsider and had no experience in the entertainment industry, so she just kept this feeling hidden in her heart without saying a word.

"By the way, I have something to trouble the screenwriter with today." He said, took out a thick stack of things from the bag behind him and handed it to her.

"This is?" Xia Yuluo was puzzled, and took a look.It was densely written and filled with words. After a cursory look, it was a script.

"I want to ask you, the screenwriter, to act as the heroine of this play, is that okay?" He spoke surprisingly and looked at her expectantly.

Xia Yuluo looked surprised, pointed at herself in disbelief, and then looked at the script in her hand: "Is this for me?"

She is not an actress, and she doesn't know any acting skills, let alone accepting other screenwriters' scripts to act.

She seriously suspected that she had auditory hallucinations, she looked at Yan Zihao with a serious voice: "Aren't you joking?"

"I don't think anyone is more suitable for this role than you, the screenwriter. You can read the script. The script is really great, and you will perform well." He didn't know where the confidence came from, and he swore.

Xia Yuluo frowned, glanced twice, and was immediately attracted by the content. It was really a very romantic plot. She read many pages and wanted to read more and more.

Seeing her so excited, Yan Zihao also had a flame of hope ignited in his heart.

"Wow, this script is really well written, very immersive, but..." She managed to pull her eyes out of the script.

She likes this script very much, and the writing is very suitable for her own taste, but she really doesn't know how to act?

"I really don't know how to act." She refused without even thinking about it. It wasn't that she didn't have the confidence, but... when she thought that the boy in front of her was acting with her, a thought suddenly flashed in her mind.

It felt like a feather brushed over my heart, itchy and crispy.Except for Han Tianyi, she couldn't be emotional with other men at all.