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

She tried so hard to seduce him, how could Song Guanting still resist the temptation?

Has her charm diminished? Or has Song Guanting's ability to resist temptation increased?

Meng Tang always believed that if there was a problem, it must be someone else's fault!

Song Guanting must have become cunning!

Meng Tang, with her long, straight white legs, said, "Let Xiao Zhou and the others deliver the cake. Let's hurry home."

Despite Meng Tang's struggles, Song Guanting held her firmly without the slightest sway.

He slowly uttered two words from his thin lips: "No rush."

He lowered his eyes, his deep, abyss-like gaze falling on her, as if he were investigating her deeply, or as if he could see right through her little thoughts.

“We’ve been married for quite a while now, but the people in your film crew still don’t know you’re married. They even think I’m pretending to be a fan and trying to deceive people.”

"So, shouldn't Mrs. Song take this opportunity to give me a legitimate title?"

It seems that Song Guanting's insistence on going to the film crew isn't because his ability to resist temptation has improved, but because he's eager to prove his identity as her husband.

How come I never realized before that he cared so much about being a husband?

Aren't they just a fake couple? They're going to divorce sooner or later anyway, so why make a marriage that's destined to end so real?

"That's not surprising. I've never liked mixing work and life. Not to mention our marital relationship, no one in the crew even knows that I'm the daughter of Qiannuo Media."

"Besides, I'm not used to wearing wedding rings, so they wouldn't know. If you care, I can just tell them tomorrow that this most handsome guy in the universe is my dear husband."

"From now on, you are not allowed to make any mistakes. When you see my handsome and adorable husband, you must immediately and respectfully invite him into the film crew."

Meng Tang rattled off a long string of words until her mouth was almost dry. "So, is President Song satisfied now?"

But to everyone's surprise, Song Guanting's focus was only on one issue.

He frowned slightly, his gaze falling on Meng Tang's ring finger.

"Why aren't you wearing your wedding ring? Is it because you think the diamond on the ring is too small? Or do you not like the style of the ring?"

Meng Tang: "..."

What kind of thought process does that bastard have? She rambled on and on, her mouth was dry, but all he focused on was the wedding ring?

Meng Tang poked his left ring finger in an annoyed tone, "You still have the nerve to talk back to me? You never wear your wedding ring either, right? If you don't wear it, why should I wear it every day?"

Song Guanting shifted his gaze back to his left hand.

The ring finger of my left hand was indeed empty.

In fact, Song Guanting had completely forgotten about this matter. His marriage to Meng Tang was just a formality, and they didn't even have a proper wedding ceremony.

The Song family simply sent a wedding car to pick up Meng Tang.

As for the groom, he didn't show his face at all. He only arrived late on the wedding night after finishing his business.

As for the wedding rings, everything was in a rush that night. After giving Meng Tang one of the women's wedding rings, Song Guanting tossed his own men's wedding ring into the bedside table.

Moreover, the wedding rings were not actually bought by Song Guanting, but prepared by the Song family, and were only worth a few hundred thousand yuan.

While this is a considerable sum for an ordinary newcomer, it is negligible for the Song family, one of the richest families in Jiangcheng.

These wedding rings also represent the Song family's initial lack of regard for this marriage.

Thinking of this, Song Guanting lost his temper. His heart felt like it was being gripped by a hand, leaving him feeling suffocated and unable to vent.

So the young wife never wore her wedding ring because she could tell that the rings were cheap and hadn't even been put into the wedding at all, just like at the beginning of the marriage.

She wouldn't wear something on her wrist if she didn't put effort into it.

"It was my fault, I know."

Meng Tang: ?

What does he know?

Wait a minute, aren't we getting off-topic? Shouldn't they be discussing going home instead of not going to the film set?

"After we've finished our tour of the film set, we'll go home, and I'll make up for everything I owed you before."

The wedding ring is one thing, but right now it's more important to let the people around Meng Tang know that he, her husband, exists.

Alarm bells rang in Meng Tang's mind, followed by a chaotic mental storm.

Without saying a word, he raised his hands and cupped Song Guanting's face in his hands.

"I can not wait anymore!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly and hastily showered Song Guanting's face with kisses.

Fearing he might still succumb to temptation, she slowly moved her fingers down his face, finally settling on his Adam's apple.

They kissed and nibbled at each other.

The Adam's apple is a man's most sensitive spot, and just that one soft touch made Song Guanting's breath catch in his throat.

The Adam's apple rolls up and down uncontrollably.

A dangerous and intense lust surged within his dark eyes.

"So Mrs. Song is in such a hurry, how could I possibly disappoint you?"

Meng Tang: Waaah, she really made a huge sacrifice to avoid giving herself away!

Song Guanting picked her up and turned her around. Sure enough, he no longer insisted on going to the film set, but instead gave his assistant Zhou a word of advice.

"You stay here and give the small cakes to the crew. The rest can be given to tourists for free to promote the show."

Finally, he added, "As Director Meng's husband."

Although Song Guanting didn't care about the cake that cost over 100,000 yuan, he also wanted to make sure that everyone in the crew remembered his identity while not being outdone.

Assistant Zhou: "Yes, Mr. Song."

After giving the instructions, Song Guanting picked up Meng Tang and strode towards the exit.

Meng Tang reluctantly reached out towards the film crew.

Who understands her suffering!

Not only do we have to work regular hours, but we're also forced to work overtime in bed after get off work!

*

In the dressing room.

Li Su was going to film her last scene of the day. She got up, and Fu Jishu followed suit.

"You can sit down. I should be done in about half an hour."

But Fu Jishu said, "Since we have nothing else to do, it's good to see how my wife usually goes to work."

Fu Jishu's way of calling her "my wife" was so natural that it gave Li Su goosebumps.

She was really not used to this sudden display of affection between husband and wife.

Since he wanted to see it, Li Su didn't stop him; after all, he was already here.

Just as the two were about to leave the dressing room, Tong Tong rushed over and bumped into Li Su.

"Teacher Li, Sister Tang said..."

Seeing that she was panting heavily and looked very anxious, Li Su assumed that Meng Tang was urging her to film the last scene.

"Don't worry, I'm coming to film now. I promise I'll be able to leave work on time."

Tong Tong waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, Sister Tang asked me to come and tell you that her husband is here. She also said that you know what to do after hearing this."

"Teacher Li, what does Sister Tang mean by that? I'm completely confused. Do you understand?"