Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

The next day, recording started at six o'clock.

The live broadcast rooms of No. 002 Feng Wenshen and No. 001 Xia Tiantian exploded instantly.

Fengwen Deep Summer Sweetness

Chun Feng Xia Yu does not treat fans as outsiders

Feng Qingyue Bai be

Three hot-selling entries in a row.

[Wuling Sunburned Skin]: The math teacher said the problem-solving process is very important, so... please ask the program team to broadcast live 24 hours a day!

[Feng Wenshen’s Little Wings]: Looking forward to the sweet life of the young couple in the future!

[Tian Sisi]: We just took down the ST president position in an ordinary way.

[Meili Kanhai Hotel]: It’s over again. All the couples I’ve been supporting for the past six months have ended [crying.jpg]

……

The parties in question were still sleeping in the same bed in the S City Central Hospital.

To be precise, one person was taking a nap and the other was still in a coma.

Feng Wenshen’s eyes moved.

Feeling that there was obviously someone else beside him, his eyes turned deep.

Turned over.

The woman's face startled him.

The heavy kiss marks on the shoulders and neck clearly showed what had happened.

really do.

In order to prevent him from targeting Brother Sen, she actually climbed into bed.

Feng Wenshen curled his lips sarcastically and pinched Xia Tiantian's face: "Do you think you can just climb into bed..."

Suddenly, with a fierce look on his face, he kicked the man off the bed, not caring at all about the two spherical machines floating in the air.

Xia Tiantian screamed, and quickly protected her chest with one hand, and used the other hand to move the clothes on the bed to cover her body.

Feng Wenshen's voice was sharp, and his eyes seemed to be filled with poison: "Xia Tiantian, I thought you were different from those women. Tell me, how much do you want?"

Xia Tiantian sniffed and tears fell on her coat.

"I called an ambulance to take you to the hospital yesterday. It was you...you...you recognized the wrong person and you wouldn't let me go..."

Feng Wenshen frowned.

wrong person?

After being punched by Song Yuesheng, he lost his memory.

He is now wearing a hospital gown and there is nothing unusual about him.

It's hard to imagine what happened last night.

But the marks on Xia Tiantian's body...

"Woooooooo..."

Feng Wenshen was annoyed by the crying.

Those who should cry don't shed a single tear, while those who shouldn't cry keep crying.

"do not Cry!"

His tone wasn't very good.

"I'll have Juster give you some clothes and a check for $5 million later. The heroine of Feng Hua Tian Xia will give it to you. This matter ends here."

Xia Tiantian couldn't believe what she heard.

She stopped crying and looked up at him: "Feng Wenshen, I treated you as a friend, but I was insulted when I sent you to the hospital. Is this how you treat me?"

Five million to give to a beggar?

She earns more than five million for each movie she makes.

Feng Wenshen looked down at her condescendingly, with no warmth in his eyes.

"I don't like haggling with people. It's either take it or nothing."

"Where's Song Yuesheng! She refused to go to the hospital and wanted to go to a Chinese medicine clinic, so you sent her there. After two days of cold war, you worked hard and accompanied her for two days. Feng Wenshen, Song Yuesheng beat you half to death yesterday and even said she would kill you in front of the camera, and you still like her?"

Xia Tiantian looked up at him, and brought up what Song Yuesheng had said in a roundabout way.

The old man likes young girls. Before the old man and Song Yuesheng met, she couldn't say that Song Yuesheng had been slept with by anyone.

"You don't seem to realize your situation. If you don't want anything, just stay in the hospital."

Whatever he wants to do to Song Yuesheng is his business.

No one else can touch it.

Even if she had to die, it had to be in his hands.

The reversal was too rapid.

The affectionate young couple turned out to be mistaken for each other?

Song Yuesheng wants to kill President Feng?

Netizens didn’t know how to comment for a moment and continued to watch the live broadcast.

Xia Tiantian sent a message to ask Song Yuesheng to leave, but Director Chen declined her suggestion on the grounds of popularity.

In addition to her accident, the filming of "A Song of Old Dreams" was delayed and was not officially completed until four o'clock in the afternoon of the next day.

When Song Yuesheng received Shen Li's invitation to the wrap party in the evening, he was leisurely listening to music in the Dusk Bar.

"Xiao Song, drinking some fruit wine during the artist's notice period will not affect the recording."

Aunt Zeng glanced at the spherical machine floating in the air, and couldn't remember how many times she had brought Song Yuesheng a glass of brightly colored fruit wine.

"Aunt Zeng, I don't like drinking. I come to your place just to listen to music and relax."

Song Yuesheng smiled at her and pushed the fruit wine towards Aunt Zeng.

She doesn't usually drink except on certain occasions.

The singers in the dusk bars are usually small-time singers who are not very popular. Due to lack of resources, they perform in the bars from time to time to earn a little money.

Some small singers sing better than the big names.

"alright."

Seeing that her argument was not going anywhere, Aunt Zeng raised her hand and asked the waiter to take the food away.

She whispered, "Xiao Song, please look at the singers and ask them to be more restrained. Or you can go and persuade Mr. Feng not to stay here. From last night till now, two or three singers have gone to other bars to perform."

"Don't worry Aunt Zeng, I'll make it clear to him right away."

No wonder she didn’t see the manic guy with red hair yesterday.

She went to the front desk, paid the bill and left the bar.

Feng Wenshen, who had hardly moved, followed the shadow and left.

Aunt Zeng shook her head disapprovingly.

In the past, there was one key for one lock, but now there are several keys for one lock, and the key and lock may not even match.

Young people.

Song Yuesheng looked at the person who came out and said straight to the point: "Don't come to the Twilight Bar in the future. It will bring trouble to Aunt Zeng."

Feng Wenshen crossed his arms and squinted at her: "Song Yuesheng, you should ask for help in a proper manner. If you sleep with me for one night, I won't come to this bar."

"Okay. After the wrap party tonight, I'll take you to the hotel."

She didn't say how to sleep.

At night, they would just knock him unconscious, tie him up and throw him on the ground.

Seeing her skillful agreement, Feng Wenshen grabbed her arm, his eyes blazing with fire, and almost yelled.

"Song Yuesheng, how can you be so despicable! You slept with me when I told you to, how many people have you been with?"

There was a hint of coldness in Song Yuesheng's eyes.

He clenched his left fist and punched him in the abdomen.

Feng Wenshen stepped back repeatedly in pain, a few drops of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

What did she eat to grow up so strong?

Song Yuesheng chuckled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"There's a trash can in front, just rinse your mouth out. Others breathe in oxygen, but you breathe in carbon dioxide. No wonder your voice stinks."

"Feng Wenshen, you are the CEO of ST, the most influential person in S City. If you had taken the time to let someone investigate, you wouldn't have barked at me like a dog."

"you--"

Feng Wenshen was so angry that his chest heaved, and there was a storm in his eyes.

"What's wrong with me?"

Song Yuesheng walked over and punched him again.

"I said I hate it when you say such overbearing things. Since Xia Tiantian reminded me that I want to kill you, don't show off on your grave.

If I'm in a good mood, I'll sleep with you. If I'm not, I'll beat you to the crematorium. I can still prevent you from coming to the Twilight Bar."