Quick Wear: Men who steal the heroine will become addicted

Qiao Chu's eyes suddenly lit up. He lifted the quilt and moved to the edge of the bed using his hands and feet.

As if she was afraid that the man would go back on his word, she almost snatched the bank card away, put her rosy and slightly swollen lips close to him, and kissed him twice.

Qiao Chu made a zipper-like gesture on his lips and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Song. You are well aware of my business capabilities. I will go buy medicine later. This matter will only rot in my stomach."

I was originally worried that the employment relationship would be broken, but I didn't expect that the male employer was a good person. He worked hard as a male model and received a sky-high compensation.

You have to know that in the two years since Qiao Chu entered the industry, he has made less than two million yuan in total by discrediting himself and making the female lead famous.

She also squandered it all, but that's another story.

Qiao Chu's business ability is really impeccable, but the materialistic look of him kissing the bank card made Song Xuanting frown slightly.

She is vulgar and superficial, just like all the beautiful women in the entertainment industry who want to climb up the social ladder and get rich.

Song Xuanting had long been aware of her character, but now he felt a little strange, vaguely feeling that the bank card seemed happier than him.

The girl was still sitting on the bed, staring at him with burning eyes, as if she saw a huge money tree and wanted to pick it up and shake it hard.

Song Xuanting had a cold expression and nodded indifferently, but when his lowered gaze came into contact with that icy skin and bones, his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily.

Her impatience to grab the bank card caused the half-covered quilt to slide completely off her body, exposing her milky skin under the soft light.

Although she has a slender figure, her curves are exquisite and beautiful, her skin is white and tender, and every inch of her is just the right amount of extreme temptation.

Not to mention that beautiful face that is still full of youthful energy. It is a kind of rich and beautiful appearance that is rare in the domestic entertainment industry. It is exquisite, sexy and full of charm.

While Song Xuanting was looking at Qiao Chu, Qiao Chu was also looking at him.

As expected of the Son of the World and the Chosen Male Protagonist, he exudes a strong domineering aura even when wearing a torn bath towel.

His sharp facial features are deep and three-dimensional, with broad shoulders, long legs and a waist like a dog, and his muscles are perfectly welded to the golden ratio skeleton.

Finally, their eyes met and the atmosphere suddenly heated up. Song Xuanting threw away the towel he was using to wipe his hair and knelt on the edge of the bed with one knee bent.

He had just come out of the bathroom, with steam still rising from his body. The fragrance of the shower gel couldn't cover up the man's refreshing scent, which enveloped Qiao Chu.

Qiao Chu covered his pounding chest and panted twice, playing hard to get, like a kitten acting coquettishly, and the sound fell clearly into the man's ears.

Song Xuanting stared at her for a while, then leaned over and pressed down, pinching and rubbing a small, shiny earlobe with his fingertips.

His voice became deep and low, "Your business skills in this area are quite good."

After all, he was a handsome man, and his whole body was comparable to the plaster statues carefully carved by ancient Greek artists. Qiao Chu was also a little moved, and his breathing was disordered.

But reason triumphed over lust.

Her soft, boneless little hands pressed against the man's muscular chest, like the pink pads of a kitten, which did not serve a defensive purpose, but made people feel playful and cute.

"Mr. Song, is there any hard work pay this time?"

Song Xuanting was amused by her inappropriate behavior of asking for salary. He covered her with his hot lips and bit her collarbone, which had a fragile curve.

"Yes, double."

On this day, Mr. Song, who was strict with himself all year round, called his secretary for the first time to postpone the meeting and fooled around with a popular 18th-tier actress until lunch time.

When Qiao Chu woke up, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. On the bedside table, the low-battery cell phone rang with a series of life-threatening calls.

When she took it over, she saw that it was from her and Nian Linlang's common agent, Wen Shiyu.

This person is also one of Qiao Chu's financial backers. He said he was the agent of two people, but in fact, the only person he was seriously managing was Nian Linlang.

Qiao Chu is like a free gift. No matter whether it is a variety show or a script, every time Wen Shiyu helps Nian Linlang get a role, he will find a way to squeeze Qiao Chu in.

However, Nian Linlang either got the female lead or an influential positive role, while Qiao Chu got an ugly, weak and miserable supporting role.

Whenever Qiao Chu expressed her reluctance to go, the other party would give her some money and then persuade her earnestly, saying that taking on these roles would hone her acting skills and would be helpful to her future career.

Qiao Chu is very familiar with this process. It just allows her to stir up trouble on the set to bring exposure and traffic to Nian Linlang. It is her specialty.

As soon as the phone was connected, Wen Shiyu's clear and melodious voice rang in my ears. If I didn't listen carefully, it would be difficult to detect the slight panic and anxiety in his voice.

"Qiao Chu, where did you go drinking last night? You didn't even answer my calls. Do you still want the role in Director Xu's new drama?!"

Wen Shiyu was really angry this time. He could turn a blind eye to Qiao Chu doing those ridiculous and eye-catching things on the crew.

But this time it's different. Director Xu's drama is a large-scale production with exquisite costumes and props. If he can get any important female supporting role, it will be a chance for Qiao Chu to make a comeback and soar to the sky.

Nian Linlang naturally didn't need to worry. Wen Shiyu knew that she was of high status and had many people backing her up, so she could choose the good scripts.

But Qiao Chu is different. She has no background and no acting skills, and there is a lot of negative news about her. In order to support her, Wen Shiyu has to take an unconventional approach.

He brought Nian Linlang to visit Director Xu, hoping that he would give Qiao Chu a chance because of Nian's investment.

Who knew that Qiao Chu would dare to stand him up, causing Director Xu's impression of her to plummet and permanently blacklist her.

Wen Shiyu just felt tired. Could it be that he and Qiao Chu were born incompatible, and the title of gold medal agent was destined to fall on her?

Wen Shiyu was angry, and Qiao Chu was even angrier.

Leaving her alone at a drinking party with investors, don't let his father think that you can tell me what to do just because you are the financial sponsor!

"Asshole! How dare you question me? If you hadn't left me alone yesterday, how could I have been..."

Qiao Chu was halfway through losing her temper when she remembered that the other party was a financial sponsor. Her momentum suddenly weakened and she sobbed, "...I was being taken advantage of."

When the crying voice rang out, Wen Shiyu's throat tightened and his pupils shrank suddenly, "What did you say?!"

Qiao Chu pretended to cry and cursed him, "Wen Shiyu, you bastard! Do you know that those stinky hooligans can be my uncles? Black-hearted agent, I hate you!"

The girl's helpless and desperate cries were like sharp steel needles, piercing Wen Shiyu's heart again and again, and the wound was filled with waves of pain.

"Qiao Chu, stop crying. Where are you now? I'll pick you up."

On the phone, Wen Shiyu's voice, as clear as a spring, trembled slightly, and it seemed that he had not expected such an accident.

The investors last night had all cooperated with Wen Shiyu before, and they had always had a good reputation in the industry. In addition, Nian Linlang suddenly suffered from appendicitis, so Wen Shiyu had no time to take care of Qiao Chu.

Unexpectedly, his departure pushed her into the wolf's den alone.

"Qiao Chu, tell me clearly, who touched you? Mr. Sun from Huanfei, or Mr. Liao from Tianyu?"

Qiao Chu shook his head and refused with a sob, "No, no need, it's not them, it's a very powerful person, you can't afford to offend him."