Scheming Little Flower
Female celebrity
Weak on the surface, realistic on the inside X Cold on the surface, affectionate on the inside
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The first time they met, Xu Zhi vomited all over Lin Weishen.
The car door was half open, and Lin Weishen was half-hanging on her chest. The pungent sour smell of wine and the choking liquid instantly broke the clean and alienated atmosphere on his body.
The surroundings were quiet for a moment.
The director was dumbfounded, and the producer's face turned green. A little-known actor dared to vomit on the president of Obsidian Media.
Xu Zhi covered her mouth and slowly raised her head. Her eyes were hazy and her face was red, like a small animal that had been completely drunk. Her eyes were blank and well-behaved. She even apologized with a soft trembling voice: "Yes... I'm sorry... Mr. Lin, I, I..."
"I really didn't mean it..."
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At the filming closing banquet, Xu Zhi was forced to drink strong alcohol by the director in front of Lin Weishen.
She picked up the glass of wine and drank it down. The burning spread from the tip of her tongue to her stomach, burning through her body like a flame.
Like a dodder flower broken by a sudden wind, Xu Zhi's body slowly tilted, and when the scene in front of him was spinning, he fell uncontrollably in the direction of Lin Weishen.
The last scene before losing consciousness was the white part of the man's shirt that was close at hand.
She was gambling, putting everything on the line.
Fortunately, Xu Zhi won the bet.
The next morning, she woke up peacefully from a strange big bed, and a business card was placed beside her pillow - Lin Weishen.
Since then, Xu Zhi has become a contracted artist under Yao Xing Media.
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Half a year later, the man on the sofa was thin, his clothes were half loose, he held a pen between his fingertips, but his eyes were extremely cold.
Lin Weishen looked down at the script of Xu Zhi's next drama in his hand and crossed out a whole kiss scene in the night without hesitation.
Xu Zhi was lying on his lap, her head resting on his knees, her long hair hanging down the edge of the sofa.
She was scrolling through her phone, and her attention was attracted by a hot search on the screen: ##
Xu Zhi raised her phone in front of Lin Weishen's eyes. The man glanced at the hot search topics, but his expression remained calm. He reached out to take her phone and threw it into the corner of the coffee table.
"You don't mind?" She tilted her head to look at him and asked in a low voice.
Lin Weishen lowered his eyes to look at her, his thin lips moved, and his voice was calm but low: "What do you have to mind?"
He pinched a strand of her hair and slowly wrapped it around his fingertips, his eyes falling on her eyebrows: "You don't play tricks on others, only play tricks on me."
"That is, you only love me."
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Concept: Love is simple
