Quickly wear, pregnant lady, the male protagonist who has no descendants loves her like crazy

For Wen Qingyu, her attraction to Qiao Jinjin started with her looks and ended with her singing voice. Later, Qiao Jinjin often left messages on her personal account to encourage her, and even secured an audition opportunity for her in this movie, allowing her to sign a contract with a large company like Huazhou.

Wen Qingyu, who has experienced the ups and downs of the entertainment industry, feels that Qiao Jinjin is a harbor where she can anchor and rest.

After Fu Yanzhou returned to the crew, Wen Qingyu tactfully kept a distance from Qiao Jinjin, and just silently served tea, water and towels to Qiao Jinjin every day.

The rumor spread throughout the crew that Wen Qingyu was a lackey who actually tried to curry favor with Qiao Jinjin in order to make a name for himself.

Wen Qingyu didn't care about this. She knew where these rumors came from. Who else would target them like this except Song Anan?

Seeing Fu Yanzhou's favor towards Qiao Jinjin every day, Song Anan's jealousy reached its peak.

"An An, someone gave you a note"

Song Anan retracted her gaze, frowned and took the small note.

"If you want to deal with Qiao Jinjin, meet at the back door of the hotel at 8 o'clock tonight."

The agent looked at Song Anan puzzledly as she destroyed the note, and asked in confusion, "What did it say?"

"Nothing." Song Anan did not intend to tell her agent what she was going to do next, otherwise it would not go smoothly.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Song Anan arrived at the back door of the hotel on time. It was a small alley with a row of trash cans neatly arranged, and the smell was a bit pungent.

Song Anan covered her nose in disgust. If it wasn't for dealing with Qiao Jinjin, she would definitely not come to such a dirty place.

"Come with me"

A deep voice sounded, and Song Anan quickly caught up with the man in cleaning clothes.

The two came to the garbage room, where the smell was even worse.

"Why are you here?" Song Anan couldn't help but ask.

Zheng Yuanheng was wearing a hat and a mask, with only his eyes showing, so Song Anan couldn't recognize him at all.

Zheng Yuanheng looked at Song Anan, who was still arrogant, with sarcasm and said, "This is the safest place. Who would come here for no reason?"

Song Anan nodded. This is true... "Who are you? How do you know that I want to deal with Qiao Jinjin?"

Zheng Yuanheng took off his hat and mask. When his whole face was exposed, Song Anan was shocked. "Why is it you?"

Zheng Yuanheng twisted his lips and said, "Why can't it be me? Fu Yanzhou caused me to lose everything, and I want him to lose something too."

Song Anan felt a little regretful. If she had known it was Zheng Yuanheng, she would never have come to see him. This guy was a pervert.

Zheng Yuanheng certainly saw Song Anan's regret. "It's not too late for you to regret now, but I can't guarantee what I will do after you leave."

Song Anan took a deep breath, closed her eyes and said, "Tell me, what do you want to do? How should I cooperate with you?"

Zheng Yuanheng leaned against the trash can without feeling any distaste for it, not caring about the smell at all. "I am managing props on the set now. You only need to tell me about the next plot of Qiao Jinjin, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

"Just that?" Song Anan was puzzled, but then she thought about it and realized that in addition to the copy of Qiao Jinjin's script in her hand, the other copy was with the director. If she wanted to get Qiao Jinjin's script, she had to be extremely careful, otherwise if something happened in the future, she would be the first person to be suspected.

"I'll give it a try, but you may not succeed. After all, Fu Yanzhou protects Qiao Jinjin very well. Even if you tamper with the props, Fu Yanzhou will have someone check it before filming."

"That's none of your business," Zheng Yuanheng said impatiently, his tone becoming a little harsh.

After returning to the hotel room, Song An patted his chest. How could he have provoked Zheng Yuanheng, this lunatic? This was not a good thing.

Song Anan carefully observed the place where the director placed the script. There was no other way. She didn't dare to have any thoughts about Qiao Jinjin, for fear of exposing her actions.

"An An, why do I feel like something is wrong with you recently?" Seeing that Song An An was always out of shape these days and often failed several times during filming, the agent couldn't help but ask.

"No way," Song Anan interrupted her agent's question without changing her expression. "Maybe I'm a little tired. I just need to take a rest."

The agent frowned in confusion. "Really? We finished work early today. Let's go back to the hotel and rest."

Song Anan took the script she had taken from the director and came to the old place fully armed to meet Zheng Yuanheng.

"This is Qiao Jinjin's script. Tomorrow the director will definitely find out that Qiao Jinjin's script is missing."

Zheng Yuanheng sneered and said, "Don't worry, I'll check it when I get back and send it back to the crew before dawn."

Song Anan was relieved. As long as she was cleared of this matter, everything would be fine.

"I'll give you a phone number. If you have any plans, please call me."

Zheng Yuanheng glanced at Song Anan, with a flash of coldness in his eyes. "You won't tell anyone, will you?"

Song Anan was frightened by Zheng Yuanheng's eyes. "How could it be? We are now on the same boat. What good will it do for me to tell others?"

"It's better this way, otherwise..." Zheng Yuanheng didn't finish his next words. He looked at Song Anan deeply before walking out of the garbage room.

Song Anan sneaked back to the room, thought about it, and felt uneasy.

Jinjin Qiao doesn't know that besides Song Anan, there is someone else who wants to deal with her.

She is now holding her mobile phone and making video calls with her beloved children.

"Zi Zi, Nan Nan, do you miss mommy?"

The two chubby little guys stared at the video for a long time before they grinned with their tiny teeth showing.

"Mommy"

"think"

Qiao Jinjin was almost drowned by the cuteness of the scene: "Husband, the babies miss me, and I miss the babies too"

Fu Yanzhou hugged Qiao Jinjin, who was sitting on his lap while having a video call, and looked at his baby egg in the video. He felt extremely satisfied.

"Why don't we go back to the old house tomorrow? I'll tell the director to shoot other people's scenes first."

Qiao Jinjin nodded without hesitation and immediately forgot her lofty words from the past few days. There was no rush for the Best Actress award. Was it more important to be dedicated to one's work and have a sweetheart of one's own?

"Baby, Mommy and Daddy will go back to see you tomorrow, are you happy?"

The two little faces in the video are almost the same, both chubby, and the dimples on their cheeks make Qiao Jinjin really want to poke them with her fingers.

"Oh no, honey, let's go back now. Call the director now."

Fu Yanzhou held his forehead helplessly. His current status was getting lower and lower. Could it be that he had been with his wife for too long and his wife no longer had any interest in him? That wouldn't do.

"The children are at the old house, it will be the same tomorrow, just satisfy your husband today."

Damn, aren't you satisfied every day? Why are you still coming?

Qiao Jinjin was pressed down on the bed by Fu Yanzhou, unable to cry.

[Host, since you like children so much now, why don’t you hurry up and have a few more?]

"Tongzi, you'd better not urge me to have a baby before I win the Best Actress award, otherwise I will get angry with you."