MTL - The Big Shot’s Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy-Chapter 7 See you on the balcony
Chapter 7 Meeting on the Balcony
"You, what do you want to do!"
Mo Changhuan felt a sense of oppression, and when he met Tang Zhixi's cold eyes, he froze in place.
Those eyes just looked at her lightly, but they were like a cold pool, bottomless, with death-like destruction hidden, which made people feel chills through the bones.
Tang Zhixi took a step forward.
Mo Changhuan suddenly had the urge to run away, but his legs didn't obey and he couldn't move. All the pores of his body seemed to be bearing the oppression and coldness of Tang Zhixi's body.
"you you"
The street lights of the school are very bright, driving away the night. But Mo Changhuan felt that he was in the dark.
At this moment, several voices suddenly sounded in the distance.
"Is that Chang Huan? It seems."
"That's right, she is a sophomore acting student, it must be her."
"Ah—I actually ran into a goddess by chance. Will I disturb her too much by saying hello?"
"No, Chang Huan has a good temper and is very gentle."
"I'll take a few photos first."
These voices brought Mo Changhuan back to his senses.
It seemed to have escaped from Tang Zhixi's huge shadow.
This is a school, so many people, so many surveillance. What can she do, what is there to be afraid of.
What's more, there are her fans. Even if this person treats her badly, the fans will help her. Maybe she can sell it badly and earn a topic.
Mo Changhuan forced himself to settle down, and stared back a little weakly: "Don't scare me, you think I will be afraid!"
Listening to the sound of footsteps approaching not far away, Tang Zhixi's impulsiveness was also suppressed. She lowered her eyes, twirled her fingertips, and said, "Speak less and save your life, understand?"
The voice is very soft, but it is terrifyingly cruel.
The distance between the two was very close, Mo Changhuan held his breath and squeezed his hands tightly. She felt that for a moment, the person in front of her could kill her.
"Long, Changhuan." A timid and shy voice sounded.
Tang Zhixi didn't stay any longer, turned around and left.
It wasn't until the girls behind him yelled a few more times that Mo Changhuan came back to his senses, and forced out a smile hastily from the side.
Seeing her bad complexion, several girls immediately asked concerned: "Huanhuan, are you okay? Are you feeling well?"
Mo Changhuan shook his head with a smile, glanced at Tang Zhixi's back, turned around, and suddenly said weakly: "I'm fine."
His expression was helpless and pitiful.
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Tang Zhixi ate something casually outside, and it was almost eleven o'clock when she returned to Weiyang Palace.
She took a shower first, put on her nightgown, and her hair was wrapped in a dry hair cap. Then he sat down on the carpet next to the sofa, turned on the computer and began to sort out today's lab report.
It was almost twelve o'clock, she turned off the computer and checked the messages on the phone.
After coming out of Yancheng University, she has not looked at her mobile phone.
At around nine o'clock, the old man of the Song family sent her a message.
[Xixi, tomorrow is grandpa’s birthday, and I want to have a meal together at Tianquan Hotel. Come here too, there are no outsiders, they are all relatives of your own family. You tell me an address, and I will ask the driver to pick you up. ]
And three minutes after this news, there was another message from Song Zhengde.
Song Zhengde is Song Anrou's father, and in terms of blood, he is also her father.
Song Zhengde: [Tomorrow is your grandfather's birthday, people from the An family and the He family will come, so you don't want to come here. Your grandpa has to figure out how to tell him. ]
An's family is Song Anrou's future husband's family, and An Ting's father is the mayor of Yancheng City. Even if the Song family has a place in Yancheng, they can be regarded as one of the top wealthy families in Yancheng in recent years. But An Jia has always been in the ranks of his fawning.
The He family is Song Zhengde's father-in-law's family, in the capital.
The Song family can now have today's status, and the He family has contributed a lot.
So her illegitimate daughter, what Song Zhengde thinks is a stain in her life, naturally she would not be allowed to appear on such occasions.
Tang Zhixi didn't reply to the two messages. She got up and took off the dry hair cap and threw it on the coffee table.
The jet-black long hair let loose, almost reaching the waist. The half-dry hair was fluffy and soft, hanging in a mess.
She went to the kitchen to pour a glass of wine, then went to the balcony.
With his arms on the railing, the night wind blowing, he looked at the whole Yancheng scenery. It should be a pleasant thing to drink fine wine, but Tang Zhixi's eyes showed a faint sense of brokenness.
revealed inadvertently.
She touched the pendant around her neck through her clothes.
Suddenly, there was a door opening sound from the balcony next door.
She subconsciously turned her head and looked over
I saw a familiar figure standing on the balcony next door and making a phone call.
Silk black shirt, suit pants, one hand in the pocket, standing tall and straight, with a dusty demeanor.
Tang Zhixi remembers that when she bought a house, there was no one next door. She didn't even know when she moved in.
Perhaps Tang Zhixi's gaze was too bold and obvious, Ye Hanzhi suddenly looked over while on the phone
Narrow eyes, cold eyes, the whole person is full of aggression.
But the aggressiveness disappeared after meeting Tang Zhixi's eyes, and turned into gentleness and a little surprise.
He briefly talked to the person on the other side of the phone, then hung up the phone and turned to look at Tang Zhixi.
"So I live so close to Miss Tang."
Tang Zhixi stood up straight, tucked the messy hair on her forehead behind her ears, listened to his voice, and raised her eyebrows.
That night when Ye Hanzhi sent her back, she had thought that he might live in Weiyang Palace.
But I didn't expect such a coincidence.
"Haven't slept so late?" Ye Hanzhi glanced at the wine in her hand.
"Can't sleep." Tang Zhixi raised the wine in her hand, "Would you like some drink?"
Ye Hanzhi always looked at Tang Zhixi with a smile in his eyes. Hearing her question, he hesitated and asked, "It's so late, is it inconvenient?"
Tang Zhixi's eyes were stained with a smile, and said: "It's not too late, a new day has just begun."
"Then I'll go there?"
"Um."
When Ye Hanzhi rang the doorbell with his hand, he realized that he was a little impulsive.
It's really not a gentleman to knock on a girl's door at such a late hour.
But. Forget it, I can’t manage so many 1’s anymore.
Tang Zhixi opened the door and changed into home clothes. She turned sideways to let Ye Hanzhi come in, took a pair of large-sized disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet and said, "Let's make do with it."
Ye Hanzhi glanced at her shoe cabinet, which was full of girls' shoes, bent over to change them and said, "Thank you."
Tang Zhixi walked to the kitchen and asked, "What wine do you want to drink?"
"Do you have any wine?"
"almost."
This answer surprised Ye Hanzhi, he walked to the living room and said, "I can do whatever you want."
Tang Zhixi took a bottle of red wine casually, and put two goblets on the coffee table in the living room: "Sit whatever you want, you're welcome."
Ye Hanzhi sat on the sofa and glanced at the bottle of wine.
Seven-figure wine.
Tang Zhixi took the wine opener, casually and skillfully opened the wine and poured it for him, then poured himself another glass, tasted it and said, "Not bad."
She has a very upright sitting posture, but her demeanor is very sassy and neat.
Ye Hanzhi took a sip and said, "How's your drinking capacity?"
"It's pretty good." Tang Zhixi raised her phoenix eyes, looked at him and said, "It's good to dare to let unfamiliar men come to drink at home."
Ye Hanzhi laughed, his cinnabar-like lip color was very attractive: "My image in Miss Tang's heart is not very good."
"Well, the third master's reputation is a bit bad."
(end of this chapter)
