Best friend turned enemy? Marrying the villain, if she runs, I'll run too.

Instead of the expected embrace, Meng Tang ran up to him and grabbed his hand.

Without saying a word, she dragged him out, saying as she pulled, "Why did you suddenly come to the film set? Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

Her heart is like a rollercoaster every day, going up and down, and she can't take it.

After pulling Song Guanting under a tree, Meng Tang dealt with Song Guanting while keeping a close eye on everything around him.

As soon as Fu Jishu's assistant or bodyguard appeared, she would immediately grab Song Guanting and run away.

As long as the two sides can't touch each other, there's no need to worry about being exposed.

Song Guanting noticed that his young wife was clearly distracted and acting suspiciously, glancing around constantly as if she were looking at someone or perhaps afraid that someone might appear.

"I was away on a business trip for two days, and you didn't even call once or reply to my WeChat messages. If I had told you in advance, what if you ran away? Where would I find my wife then?"

Why does that tone sound like a resentful husband?

It makes it seem like she's about to elope with her gigolo.

"Didn't I say before that I'm going to join a film crew and I'll be working non-stop every day? I don't have time to send you any messages."

Meng Tang is very good at turning the tables: "On the contrary, you know I'm very busy after joining the crew, yet you still bother me. What kind of husband are you who doesn't care about his wife? You're really unqualified. I'm going to give you a bad review and return you!"

I've seen people return items on Taobao, but I've never seen a husband be able to return an item.

Song Guanting was so angry at her unreasonable counterattack that he laughed, and raised his hand and moved two fingers.

"Then it's my fault as the husband. I wonder if these thousand teacup cakes will earn me a single good review?"

Then I saw Assistant Zhou leading a group of delivery guys, each carrying bags full of bags.

"President Song, all one thousand teacup cakes have arrived. Shall we distribute them to everyone in the crew now?"

Meng Tang glanced at the bags and saw that they were all filled with teacup cakes. The cakes were all different in shape, and just by looking at them, she knew they must be delicious.

Upon closer inspection of the outer packaging, it turned out to be from Wanbaozhai!

Meng Tang looked surprised: "Why did you buy so many teacup cakes at Wanbaozhai? Wanbaozhai's desserts are notoriously expensive. Buying a few is one thing, but buying a thousand? Are you crazy?"

With just these thousand items, the total amount involved is over ten thousand.

Although it wasn't her money that was being spent, the thought of spending tens of thousands to buy a thousand small cakes still stung. She could use that same tens of thousands to book the entire Sun Never Sets Club, with a bunch of tall, long-legged NPCs serving her.

What a waste!

"Didn't your crew have a minor celebrity boyfriend who ordered a thousand cups of milk tea and distributed them to everyone on the crew? I was even forced to have one while I was walking down the street just now."

What? Song Guanting actually saw them giving out free milk tea?

Meng Tang's breath hitched. "You...know the person who gave you the milk tea?"

Song Guanting raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "Should I know someone so insignificant? Isn't that someone from your crew?"

It seems that Song Guanting encountered a bodyguard, but fortunately, neither of them knew each other, so the truth was not revealed.

Meng Tang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and made up a story: "Yes, he's a staff member from our crew. He's not the boyfriend of one of the actresses in my crew. He accidentally ordered too much."

"In the spirit of not wasting anything, we gave them to the tourists. By the way, it can also help us gain some goodwill from the general public and promote our show."

Song Guanting casually replied, "These thousand teacup cakes were ordered in your name. Whether you want to distribute them to the crew or to tourists, or use them for publicity, it's all up to you."

Meng Tang was too nervous just now and didn't react for a moment.

It wasn't until Song Guanting said those words that she belatedly realized what was going on.

"You...ordered the cake for me?"

Song Guanting raised an eyebrow. Spending tens of thousands of yuan in one go was as simple to him as deciding what to eat for dinner. "If others have it, my wife should naturally have it too."

"The richest man in Jiangcheng, how could he be outdone by the boyfriend of a minor celebrity? That would be too embarrassing."

Meng Tang: "..."

You're rich, so you can do whatever you want.

But Song Guanting's motivation was for her.

When he learned that someone was generously treating the crew to a meal, his first thought was to support her, the director.

The price of one of Wanbaozhai's mini teacup cakes is enough to buy a bag of milk tea.

In terms of both price and taste, Song Guanting far surpasses Fu Jishu in this round.

Although Fu Jishu himself was unaware that, without his knowledge, his arch-rival was competing with him.

"Although your intentions were good, you can't just come over without saying a word and spend money so recklessly in the future."

Unexpectedly, one day his extravagant wife would actually start saving money for him.

It is said that when a woman starts to carefully budget for her family, it means she truly wants to make a living.

Does this also mean that he is the most important family member in his young wife's heart?

It must be.

You won't find another husband as generous, considerate, and meticulous as him anywhere else.

"Didn't you say that husbands earn money and wives spend it? If I don't spend it on you, where else can I spend it?"

With a punitive gesture, Song Guanting pinched the soft flesh on her face.

"I'm already here, aren't you going to show me around your film set, Director Meng?"

The man leaned slightly closer, closing the distance between them. His deep voice carried a faint smile, and his hot breath filled their eyes.

Meng Tang guiltily looked away and made an excuse to refuse: "What's there to see on set? You just got back from your business trip, you must be exhausted. I've finished work too, let's just go home?"

Fu Jishu is still in the film crew. If he takes Song Guanting in with him, wouldn't that be like offering himself up for death?

Song Guanting gave an "oh," his tone teasing: "So Mrs. Song misses me so much that she can't wait to come home and spend some time alone with me?"

As he spoke, his large hand landed on her waist, tightening suddenly and pulling her into his embrace. The distance between them was intimate, and his words contained subtle hints.

I haven't seen my wife for two days, it's time for her to pay her dues.

Meng Tang cursed him inwardly as a shameless beast.

But to avoid being exposed, he still went against his conscience and, in a humiliating act, tiptoed and kissed Song Guanting's beautiful chin.

She said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Yes, I missed you so much! It's been two days. Don't you miss me, darling?"

A single "darling" successfully pleased Song Guanting, turning him into a cuckold.

A dark lust surged in his eyes, and Song Guanting bent down and picked her up in his arms.

"After we deliver the cakes to the film set, we'll go home and have some quality time together."