The Unruly Wife Refuses to Marry Leng 108 Times

Baihuawu.

The recording of the variety show is still going on.

The variety show has reached the stage of a small tea party.

The host is a beautiful and mature woman, wearing a long dark green dress, with a certain charm on her body.She is about forty years old.But it is well maintained and looks great.

The woman's voice is mature and gentle, like a close sister.

"Qiao Qiao, I've heard this new song before, it's really nice." Zhang Wenya praised.

Wen Qiao held a cup of rose tea in her small hand, her cheeks blushed.

"Miss Wen Ya has won the prize."

"I heard that this song was written for you by your manager."

Wen Qiao's hand holding the cup tightened, and he handed it down again.

"Yes, he is not only my agent but also a very good friend of mine."

"May I ask, is this song released for your manager? I heard that you terminated the contract with the crew of "Jin Se" just to sing, won't you regret it?"

Zhang Wenya looked gentle and asked these sharp questions with her voice unchanged.

Wen Qiao took a sip of herbal tea and rubbed her fingers against the cup,

"I don't regret it. This is my dream, especially Rufeng's dream. I want to sing for myself and my friends. I'm sorry for "Jin Se", and thank Director Fang for his love. I have personally I want to apologize to Director Fang, and hope to cooperate with Director Fang again if I have the opportunity. I also regret that I didn't sing this song to her when Rufeng was around."

Wen Qiao originally said these words calmly, but tears couldn't stop falling down as she spoke, and her eyes were full of determination.

Zhang Wenya handed Wen Qiao a tissue with an apologetic expression on his face.

"I'm very sorry……"

The interview continued.

The pattering rain outside finally stopped, revealing the rainbow and sunshine, reflecting on the flower fields, looking very beautiful.And at this time, this variety show also ended with the rain stopped and a rainbow appeared.

It turns out that recording a variety show is so tiring, why does it feel more tiring than her acting and singing, and having to face Fang Ruhua.

Wen Qiao rubbed her forehead wearily, she glanced towards the door, and she saw Leng Yixuan.

Wen Qiao's eyes widened, Wen Qiao pouted, and reluctantly walked towards Leng Yixuan.

Leng Yixuan was dressed quite casually today, and the setting sun shone on his handsome face, making him look very good-looking. He just stood there leisurely, and when he saw Wen Qiao, he showed a gentle smile.

Seeing Wen Qiao dressed like an elf today, with a small stature, Leng Yixuan resisted the thought of holding Wen Qiao in his arms.

Leng Yixuan has been very busy recently because of a project. He just came back from a business trip in the morning. God knows how much he misses Wen Qiao. When he was free, he found out that Wen Qiao had so many things. He was a little annoyed. And some self-blame.

After inquiring about Wen Qiao's itinerary, he quickly called Wen Qiao to pick him up. Although Wen Qiao refused, Leng Yixuan still found a place and rushed to class.

Looking at Leng Yixuan's handsome face, Wen Qiao blushed a little, and couldn't help feeling that his little uncle was still as good-looking as ever.

"Jojo, let's go home."

Seeing Leng Yixuan approaching, Wen Qiao took a step back.

"No, you're not allowed to come." Wen Qiao frowned, with a distant voice.

Listening to Wen Qiao's indifferent words, Leng Yixuan froze the smile on his face, then stepped forward to not allow Wen Qiao to resist, grabbed Wen Qiao's hand, and forcefully pulled Wen Qiao into his arms.

"Crack, click."

"Who's where!"

"There are paparazzi secretly taking pictures!"