Lucky Marriage: Bigshot’s Pampered Wife - Chapter 158

Chapter 158: Where There Are Women, There Are Fights

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Ning Xue’er poked her assistant’s forehead angrily. “If this video is sent out, before Shen Ziqing is screwed to death, I’ll be drowned in spittle.”

If she posted the video, she would only be scolded for being pretentious. On the contrary, Shen Ziqing would brush up on the netizens’ goodwill.

The assistant was a little dumbfounded.

However, Ning Xue’er didn’t even bother to look at him. She patted her chest and calmed herself down.

This battle was a complete defeat!

After she sprained her arm yesterday, she purposely dragged her feet and didn’t see a doctor, just waiting for today’s scene.

What a loss!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got!

Inside the gazebo.

Qiao Yi’s face was full of reluctance; “Buy her beef soup, sh*t! Don’t even think about it! How does she deserve it?”

“Also, you obviously didn’t kick that hard, why did you admit and apologize?”

Wan’an smiled and shook her head, patting her head; “It’s called walking the green tea’s path, so that the white lotus has no way out.”

“Huh?”

Qiao Yi frowned slightly, looking at her in confusion.

“In that situation, if 1 said 1 didn’t do it, who do you think would believe me?”

“After all, the doctor has already diagnosed that her arm is indeed sprained. 1 can’t explain it even if 1 have ten mouths.”

Qiao Yi thought of the scene just now, pursed her lips, and didn’t say anything.

“Since they all said that I kicked it, then it was me who kicked it, it’s not bad to play the green tea once in a while, it’s refreshing.”

Gu Wan’an smiled and narrowed her eyes; “At this moment, I guess Ning

Xue’er’s lungs are about to explode with anger.”

Thinking of this, Qiao Yi completely understood.

She covered her mouth and snickered. “I think you were born to be in the entertainment industry. You’re too smart.”

Just as they were talking, Xu Mingyu walked over with his fried chicken nest head. “I seem to have missed a good show.”

Gu Wan’an lightly glanced at him; “Pay attention to your image.”

Xu Mingyu ruffled his hair.

Instantly, he returned to his normal clean teenager state.

Xu Anhua walked over with a cup of milk tea and handed it to her. “Have a cup of milk tea.”

Gu Wan’an said politely, “I appreciate Director Xu’s kindness, but forget about Milk Tea. Milk Tea is fattening and I’m trying to lose weight.”

Xu Mingyu directly demolished the stage from the side, “Didn’t you say that eating won’t make you fat? To be honest, Ms. Shen is the most gluttonous female artist I’ve ever seen.”

Gu Wan’an glared at him.

“Still angry?” Xu Anhua smiled apologetically.

“How dare 1 be angry with Director Xu.” Gu Wan’an said nonchalantly.

“In that kind of situation, I could only side with her. Big things can be reduced to small things, and small things can be reduced to nothing. How can 1 not know the truth in my heart?”

Xu Anhua said slowly, “Consort Rong’s role was snatched. She has a grudge against you and wants to frame you.”

“I told you that Zhang Qigang’s taste is not wrong. Not only are your acting skills good, but you’re also smart and know how to strike preemptively. Well done.”

Upon hearing this, Gu Wan’an’s anger subsided by half. She rubbed her chin. “I’ll forgive you if you treat me to hotpot.”

Xu Anhua smiled joyfully; “It’s not just a hotpot, tonight, 1’11 treat you.”

“Good.”

“Pay attention to Ning Xue’er in the future.”

Xu Anhua urged.

It couldn’t be helped. Wherever there were women, there would be fights.

Not to mention in a place like the entertainment industry where people fought to the death.

Gu Wan’an nodded, “I know.”

That night, after filming, Gu Wan’an and Xu Anhua went to a nearby hotpot restaurant.

Xu Mingyu was also a thick-skinned man, licking his face and following hard.

On the other side.

Inside the room.

Liang Mengjie brought some fruits to visit Ning Xue’er. “How do you feel?”

“I might need to rest for two or three days before I can recover.”

Ning Xue’er moved her arm slightly, grimacing in pain.

“When 1 came to your room just now, 1 saw Shen Ziqing, Director Xu, and Xu Mingyu leaving the hotel together. I don’t know what they were going to do.”

Ning Xu’er sneered, “Threesome?”