Darling, revenge or love?

"Director Lin, you've really worked hard this time." On the set, the other party's advertising manager, a middle-aged man with a bald head and big ears, came up to him and greeted him. It was late at night, and the street lights reflected the man's scalp brightly.

"Should be, should be." The corners of Lin Wenxi's mouth were almost in a straight line, while coping with it, he hurried to the set. Although he was not surprised, Lin Wenxi still felt a little awkward when he met such an "enthusiastic" person.

Get off from the side of the road and walk through a small garden to see the inside of the mall.

For the project of MZ Plaza, the venue is too big and scheduling is too difficult. In order to achieve the final effect, Lin Wenxi directly adjusted all the scenes that needed to be directed into night scenes.

It's already eleven o'clock, and it's just the beginning of autumn. The cool scent of osmanthus lingers on the tree-lined path outside the square. Lin Wenxi is wearing white canvas shoes, brown cotton wide-leg pants, and a still fat dark green sweater. The on-site director's long hair, which was somewhat obstructive, was loosely tied at the back of his head, and a few strands of short hair on the forehead rested leisurely on his face, like a deer that came out to forage at night.

"嘤嘤嘤", suddenly, there was a faint cry from the low osmanthus flower garden, and Lin Wenxi and his assistant Xiaobei took a step back in fright.

Lin Wenxi turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and shone towards the source of the sound.

A little fluffy black dog with its eyes closed is shriveling in the weeds under the sweet-scented osmanthus.

"Oh, where did the stray dogs come from?" The manager was about to kick Lin Wenxi with his feet. "I'll talk about how the cleaning here is handled tomorrow."

"It's okay." Lin Wenxi took the first step, squatted down hurriedly to block the manager, and gently stretched his hand under the nose of the little black dog. The dog's small black eyes glanced at Lin Wenxi, and hurriedly followed Lin Wenxi's hand Staggered out.

"This little milk dog is really good at picking people." Xiaobei echoed from the side.

Lin Wenxi hugged the little black dog in his arms without thinking, and continued to walk forward. The manager at the side also kept silent when he saw this.

"Xiaoxi!" Before entering the door, Fang Wen was seen from a distance, leaning on the entrance of the mall like a gatekeeper, with his hands on his chest, and he must have been waiting for a while.

"Why are you here?" Although Lin Wenxi knew it well, he still asked on purpose.

"It's cold at night, what should you do if you catch a cold if you wear so little?" Fang Wen didn't answer Lin Wenxi's question, but changed his face, took off the light gray windbreaker and put it on Lin Wenxi like a sack, frowning. Don't forget to wrinkle. "You actually changed the plan without authorization and changed it to a night show. If this happens again in the future, the contract will be terminated immediately!"

Embarrassed Lin Wenxi glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the manager drag Xiaobei who had a bewildered expression and hurried in through the glass door next to him.

When there was no one around, Lin Wenxi said seriously, "Our business is like this, you want to close the door to film, how is it possible, and ah, just now Xiaobei was here, so embarrassing."

"Embarrassed?" Fang Wen, who took off his windbreaker and was left with only a white sweater and brown cropped pants, naturally put his hands on his chest, with a calm expression on his face, even planning something provocatively.

Sure enough, in the next second, Fang Wen quickly touched Lin Wenxi's lips like a chicken pecking rice, which made Lin Wenxi tremble.

"Isn't this embarrassing?" Fang Wen felt complacent while blushing. It seemed that Fang Wen's ambition was growing due to the misstep in the office last time.

"You..." Lin Wenxi bit her moist lips, which still had a fragrance, and dodged her eyes, "Are you a rascal?"

Lin Wenxi suppressed his beating heartbeat like he was drunk and turned slightly sideways.

But Fang Wen had already seen Lin Wenxi's shy face turn red, and ran towards Lin Wenxi's waist unconsciously, hugging her!Fang Wen heard the cry in his heart.

"Hey..." The little black dog called out impartially.

"What?" Fang asked was interrupted.

"Oh, this one?" Lin Wenxi finally came to his senses, digging out the treasure, as if revealing the little black dog. "I picked the sweet-scented osmanthus next to it."

"You picked it up?" Fang asked, looking at the little guy.

"Director Lin, this side is ready." Xiaobei suddenly called down from the balcony on the second floor, with a worried expression on his face.

"Okay, I'll come right away." Lin Wenxi gestured to Xiaobei, and Xiaobei retreated.

"Go and do your work, leave this little guy to me." Fang Wen took the little black dog and hugged it in his arms, the pure white sweater was stained a lot in an instant.

"Hey, that..." Lin Wenxi was going to say something...

"Do you want to talk to the actors while holding it?" Fang asked reluctantly, but still unconsciously stroked the little black dog with his hand. "I'll be back later, you go quickly."

After speaking, he trotted away and disappeared into the night.

The working hours are always flowing, and an hour has passed in a blink of an eye. Lin Wenxi, who was lecturing to the actors in front of the jewelry cabinet on the first floor, watched Fang Wen trot in from the door, holding a little black dog in his left hand, and a big bag of messy things in his right. Things, seeing Lin Wenxi smiling like a two-hundred-pound fool, blinked at Lin Wenxi as if he was done, nodded, and trotted to the temporary rest area to sit.

The puppy had already put on a small pink coat, and was sleeping soundly in Fang Wen's arms.

Lin Wenxi responded lightly and then continued to work. Fang Wen was bored by the side, and the bald manager ran over from time to time to care, but was dismissed by Fang Wen.

As soon as Lin Wenxi sat next to the monitor, Fang Wen hugged the sleeping little black dog and ran to the side, tilting his head to watch.From time to time, he nodded in agreement; as soon as Lin Wenxi went to the scene to speak to the actors, Fang Wen sat aside and waited for Lin Wenxi to return to the monitor.

At the beginning, Fang Wen was still flexible and full of energy. When it was almost three o'clock, Fang Wen obviously couldn't get up. He hugged the little black dog, one person and one dog in the rest area. Live like a father with a child.

"Why don't you go back to sleep first, I'll be fine soon." Changing the scene midway, when Xiaobei was going to arrange personnel, Lin Wenxi hurried to Fang Wen and said softly.

"Ah?" Waking up from a half-asleep sleepwalking, Fang Wenyi sat up straight, stroked the little black dog mechanically, and muttered to himself, "What, what, what's the matter, are you cold?"

Lin Wenxi was annoyed and funny, "What, your eyes are turning red like a monster, you go back first, there is one last scene here, it will be fine in an hour."

"Don't care about me, don't care about me, I'm in good spirits!" Fang Wenqiang, who had just heard the words clearly, opened his eyes and vowed, staring at Lin Wenxi like a primary school student who was caught in class.

"It's really disobedient." Lin Wenxi had guessed it long ago, and didn't say anything more. Xiaobei was ready, and Lin Wenxi asked Fang Wen to lean on the chair and squint. In fact, Lin Wenxi was happy in his heart. Compared with the previous night scenes, Very warm today.

For the next hour, Lin Wenxi thought that Fang Wen would stay in the rest area honestly, but unexpectedly, he followed him to the clothing area on the third floor, where the last scene was.

Fang Wen was like a red-eyed nocturnal god, wandering around Lin Wenxi with his little black dog in his arms, but worried about affecting Lin Wenxi's work, he always kept a distance of one meter away.

The staff who worked together were nervous and did not dare to slack off. Probably they have never seen such a desperately "supervising" boss.

"Let's go!" It was finally over, and after explaining the work to Xiaobei, Lin Wenxi drove Fang Wen out like a duck.

"Go back and resign, don't do this anymore, I'll support you." Fang Wen, who had just walked out of the door, regained his energy, as serious as a judge in a court.

"It's not a show every day and night, it doesn't matter."

"I don't like saying it a second time."

"Okay, okay, I won't play night scenes anymore, no night scenes, really."

"Give me my dog, and I'll go back with my colleagues later."

"You can't take care of yourself, and Qiqi will starve to death if you follow you."

"Qiqi?"

"That's right, it's pitch black. I went straight to the boss's house to take a shower and get an injection. I want to see Qi Qi, so come to my house by myself." Fang Wen held Qi Qi and carried the bag, like a grandma. Dad turned around and walked towards the fat manager.

"Old Xu, you send Director Lin back first, I still have something to do." Fang Wen finished explaining to the manager, and left without looking back with the fluffy chicken nest on his head.

Hey, this Fang asked, his courage is getting bigger and bigger.