Desire possesses, unable to escape from the palm of my roommate's uncle

Jin Zhuer's hands and legs were tied tightly and thrown onto the street outside the restaurant.

There is a film and television base nearby, and there are many paparazzi and big fans of various companies wandering around. When they heard that there was a big news, they quickly gathered around and took photos and uploaded them to the media.

However, because the media has a review mechanism, the pictures will be cracked or restricted as soon as they are uploaded, and people around can only discuss them through text on social media.

"Shocking news! Jin Zhu'er was stripped naked and thrown out of the film and television base!"

"Please stop spreading rumors. Who would dare to do this to our Zhuzhu?"

"That's right."

"If the picture can be uploaded, I really want to take a picture of you directly."

"Hurry up and check the trending searches! No matter how hard Jin Zhuer's fans try, they can't save the real person!"

"Breaking news! Jin Zhuer's smooth acting career over the years is actually because of him?!"

"Didn't this guy go to jail a few days ago? They said he was involved in tax evasion, bribery, gambling, and prostitution."

"So, Jin Zhu'er used to rely on her financial backer to snatch resources from everyone?"

"Jin Zhu'er has a sponsor, so you shouldn't be surprised. I've already told you his name."

"Wow, why are there suddenly so many Jin Zhuer melons?"

Jin Zhuer became completely furious. The entire media was filled with the dirty deeds she had done, but the fact that she was using the guise of Jiang Qingyan was concealed.

On the other side, Fu Miaoxi was completely unaware of the earth-shaking changes on the Internet.

After talking it out with Jiang Qingyan, she finally let out the frustration that had been pent up in her chest all morning.

There was a specialty handicraft street not far from the restaurant. She pulled Shen Qihuai around and wandered around there, looking around and being interested in everything.

As a half-tour guide, Shen Qihuai carefully explained to Fu Miaoxi which drama the various gadgets here were related to.

Jiang Qiwu followed behind, following the situation in real time on his mobile phone.

"Miss," Jiang Qiwu shook Fu Miaoxi's phone in his pocket: "Your phone is out of battery. I'll have someone take it back to the hotel to charge it for you."

"Ah?" Fu Miaoxi was a little surprised: "I fully charged it before I went out this morning."

"Maybe the GPS is off, which is draining the battery."

"That's possible." Fu Miaoxi thought about it and realized that she had indeed turned on the positioning today, but maybe she really forgot to turn it off.

"Is my uncle done yet?" Fu Miaoxi touched her stomach and said, "I'm a little hungry."

"Miss, why don't you go buy some snacks first?" Jiang Qiwu handed the phone to the others: "I think the food at the corner is pretty good."

The three of them came to the store recommended by Jiang Qiwu and unexpectedly found that Wang Heting was also there.

Wang Heting also saw the three people and was the first to greet them: "Miss Fu, what a coincidence."

Fu Miaoxi nodded and responded: "It's indeed a coincidence."

Shen Qihuai also said hello: "Long time no see, Heting. Do you two know each other?"

"We just met today. I accidentally bumped into Miss Fu at the corner of the hallway."

"No, I didn't pay attention to the road myself."

Shen Qihuai teased, "Heting, you must apologize to Miaoxi. No one can afford to offend her now."

Wang Heting smiled, a smile that was somewhere between the youthful vigor and youthful maturity and steadiness. "I know that Mr. Jiang's sweetheart is someone no one can afford to offend."

Fu Miaoxi almost couldn't breathe: "Don't talk nonsense, you two! There's nothing to say!"

"Oh, you haven't even started writing your eight characters yet." Shen Qihuai looked her up and down. "Then doesn't it mean that we have to wait until we are seventy or eighty years old, holding hands in a rocking chair and looking at the stars, before we can be considered to have finished writing your eight characters?"

Fu Miaoxi was very embarrassed and annoyed: "Anyway, Sister Qihuai, please don't talk nonsense. What if my uncle doesn't mean that?"

"Am I interested in something?" Jiang Qingyan walked in, tall and slender, standing at the door of the store blocking most of the light. She exuded danger but also great appeal.

Shen Qihuai and Wang Heting were both startled, but Fu Miaoxi was completely oblivious. She happily took Jiang Qingyan's hand and sleekly changed the subject: "I was just wondering if you, my uncle, like the cakes in this shop."

Jiang Qingyan cast his gaze towards the window: "Aren't you hungry? Go pick out a few dishes to fill your stomach first, and I'll take you to dinner."

He moved his fingers slightly, wanting to touch Fu Miaoxi's belly to see if she was hungry, but there were too many people around, so Jiang Qingyan could only endure it for the time being.

"What to eat for lunch?"

"Pei Yunjing said he would treat you to mudslide hot pot, which is a local specialty."

Pei Yunjing followed behind Jiang Qingyan and nodded. He looked at Wang Heting and said, "Mr. Wang, if you don't mind, you can come too? You and Qi Huai will be collaborating soon, so you should get to know each other first."

Shen Qihuai pursed his lips when he heard his indifferent tone.

"Alright, thank you, Mr. Pei."

"That's nothing. It's your temporary joining that's the hardship."

"Joining the team temporarily?" Shen Qihuai was a little confused. What happened?

"Your crew needs a major shakeup. The first male, the second male, the first female, the third female, as well as the director and screenwriter, basically everyone is replaced."

Pei Yunjing nodded at Jiang Qingyan, who was taking Fu Miaoxi to get pastries from the window.

Shen Qihuai immediately stopped asking questions. She could imagine that Jiang Qingyan must have used heavy hands.

After the group had lunch, Shen Qihuai and Wang Heting had to go and take care of the crew's matters, and Pei Yunjing went with them to clean up the mess. Jiang Qingyan finally had time to take Fu Miaoxi for a walk around.

"Where else do you want to go?" Jiang Qingyan held Fu Miaoxi's hand and turned his head slightly to look at the little girl beside him.

Fu Miaoxi shook Jiang Qingyan's hand and said coquettishly: "I'm so tired from walking this morning. I want to find a place to rest."

Jiang Qingyan wasn't picky about where he went with her, as long as it was her.

"That's fine. I'll take you back to where you live? Or something?"

Fu Miaoxi thought for a moment and asked, "Is the place where you live far from here?"

"It's far, we have to go into the mountains."

"Ah..." Fu Miaoxi was a little entangled: "I heard that there is a lantern festival on the seventh and fifteenth day of every month by the river here. Wouldn't it be very troublesome for me to come out again?"

"It's not a big deal." Jiang Qingyan explained to her in a gentle voice, "We can take a boat all the way down from where we're staying to see the Lantern Festival. The main thing now is that you need to get some rest. If you want to see the Lantern Festival in the evening, you'll probably have to stay up until one or two in the morning."

"That's great! Uncle, take me back to bed."

Fu Miaoxi clung to him as if she had no bones.

She was really tired today. As soon as she got in the car, she fell asleep in Jiang Qingyan's arms after chatting for a few words.

"Why is Fu Miaomiao so tired today?"

Jiang Qingyan stroked her hair with his fingers, checked her temperature, and confirmed that she didn't catch a cold.

Jiang Qiwu was sitting in the front passenger seat and Li Zhen was driving.

He lowered his voice and explained, "It seems that the young lady was not very happy this morning. I hope you can accompany her. Plus, she is angry again, which is really exhausting."

Jiang Qingyan steadied the little girl in his arms and sighed with a little pride: "My Miaomiao, you are suddenly so clingy to me."