C12 Show Good will

Ji Wanzhou hung up and the elevator door just opened up. He entered the parking lot, opened his global limited edition Rolls-Royce and sped away.

Red car shadow, cool and domineering, just like the appearance of the owner of the car, invading without knowing it.

On the set, Jiang Siyan, who was chatting with Head Director Zhang, saw Meng Qingge walking back with her arms crossed. His eyes lit up all of a sudden.

Director Zhang had a phone call in, so he went to the side to answer it.

Jiang Siyan walked towards Meng Qingge.

"Why are you back?" Jiang Siyan asked with a smile. The refined look with a smile on his face was not like Xue Gucheng in The Heroic Assassin that was as cold as ice and frost.

"The wind is strong outside, come and hide." Meng Qingge smiled politely and rubbed her arm, trying to create some heat.

Who knew that this damned weather would be so sunny at noon? A chilly wind blew in the evening, bringing with it a burst of coolness.

However, she didn't come with the company's special commercial vehicle today. Instead, there were some thick clothes inside the car that could help her withstand the cold.

"Didn't your car come with you today?" Jiang Siyan looked behind Meng Qingge and found that there was no sign of the assistant and the MPV.

"Nope." Meng Qingge shook her head and said indifferently. She did not explain why she did not bring the MPV.

Jiang Siyan also understood the situation and did not continue asking.

The artists kept their privacy, and both of them were well aware of it.

"Is someone coming to pick you up? "If he doesn't …" Before Jiang Siyan could finish, he was interrupted by Meng Qingge.

"Yes, I do. Thank you for your good intentions, Shadow Emperor Jiang." Meng Qingge smiled and said politely.

At the same time, Meng Qingge was wondering why Jiang Siyan kept on showing her goodwill today, since she had only met him three times before. Even if she was grateful that she helped him on set, she shouldn't be familiar with him to this extent, right?

Jiang Siyan was slightly embarrassed. He raised his eyebrows and jokingly asked Meng Qingge, "Miss Meng, I didn't offend you in any way, right? Otherwise, why would Miss Meng keep me at arm's length?"

Meng Qingge rolled her eyes in her heart. Please, Great God Jiang Siyan, please stay away from me. I want to live a few more years in the entertainment industry, so I don't want to be torn apart by your fans.

However, Meng Qingge still had to do the job well. After all, they were on the same crew and they could not be seen head to head. Even if they were not on the same crew, they were still in the same community.

Meng Qingge laughed softly. This laughter made Jiang Siyan's scalp tingle and made his heart itch.

"Shadowgale Jiang sure knows how to joke around. It's just that I'm used to being cold. I treat everyone like this. I hope he won't take it to heart." When Meng Qingge smiled, her seductive peach blossom eyes would bend into crescent moons, less enchanting but more adorable.

Jiang Siyan felt as if something scratched his heart again.

"Calling me Mr. Jiang is still better than calling me Shadowgale." Jiang Siyan said with a helpless smile.

"OK, Mr. Jiang."

Meng Qingge shouted in response to Jiang Siyan's words.

Jiang Siyan suddenly felt even more helpless. However, looking at Meng Qingge's smiling face, Jiang Siyan had the thought that he looked good for the first time. No matter what you say, you will do the right thing.

Jiang Siyan was going to chat for a while, but Director Zhang called back and said that he would be eating dinner with Jiang Siyan tonight.

Meng Qingge sneaked into the staff tent.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, they heard the sound of a sportscar approaching. Meng Qingge raised her eyes and walked out of the tent to the side of the road.

Sure enough, he saw a red car approaching from afar.

The car stopped steadily in front of Meng Qingge.

Meng Qingge frowned as she was blown by the wind brought up by the whistle of the car. She then opened the door of the passenger seat and got in.

As soon as he sat on it, he was immediately surrounded by warmth.

It was because Ji Wanzhou had driven the warm wind in the car ahead of time.

Although he was not cold, but thinking that Meng Qingge might be cold, Ji Wanzhou kindly turned on the warm wind halfway.