MTL - The Big Shot’s Movie Star Wife Is Beautiful and Sassy

  Chapter 15 So Fierce

   It was time for another glass of wine, and Ye Hanzhi left, taking Tang Zhixi's script with him when he left. He wants to see what plays are needed.

  Going back to the opposite door, he first called Lu Shang and asked him to find a practice room. Then I read the script.

  He looked at the annotations on the script. The handwriting was very jerky, like it was written by a primary school student, but it was neat. Not only are there comments, there are several changes in comments.

   Very serious.

  Ye Hanzhi looked at the words on the script, and the scene of Tang Zhixi holding a pen, with a cold expression on his face, nonchalantly writing stroke by stroke appeared in his head.

  Suddenly a word on the script caught his attention.

  The "today" of "future" written by Tang Zhixi, the one on the top is ticked up after finishing writing. An obvious tick, it’s a matter of habit.

  Ye Hanzhi's gaze stayed on this word.

  The message on the shipment from Bishan Manor: This shipment is for you tonight, to cover medical expenses.

   Those words should have been engraved on the box with a dagger. The "today" of "tonight" above has an obvious tick in that stroke.

   But the difference between the two handwriting is too far.

  One looks like a primary school student's, and the other is engraved on it, but it is majestic and magnificent.

   should be a man's word.

  Coincidence.

  Ye Hanzhi didn't pay any more attention, and then read the script.

  **

  At noon the next day, Tang Zhixi went to Tianquan Hotel to meet Song Zhengde.

  She stepped onto the private room, and Song Zhengde was already waiting inside.

  The two sat opposite each other, Song Zhengde tried his best to make his expression look more natural: "I ordered a few dishes just now, see if there is anything else you want to eat."

  The tone was also extremely awkward, as if a knife was hanging around his neck, forcing him to sit here and let him speak.

   "No need." Tang Zhixi sat on the seat, crossed her legs, and put her hands in the pockets of her skirt, "Say what you have to say, I have something to do later."

  Song Zhengde is already in his fifties, and there are some signs of age on his face, but his body shape is well maintained, and his appearance is also very correct. He frowned when he heard Tang Zhixi's calm words.

   "Why don't I talk first," Tang Zhixi said.

  Really having a meal together, Song Zhengde was unwilling from the bottom of his heart. Although he was dissatisfied with Tang Zhixi's attitude, he didn't say anything, just hummed.

   "Have you met my grandma before?"

   "Why are you asking this?" Song Zhengde asked a little defensively.

   "I want to know if she has any relatives." Tang Zhixi's eyes were careless and her heart was a little cool, and her voice was also cold, "Did my mother tell you anything about my grandma back then?"

Song Zhengde put down his guard for a while and said in silence for a while: "I met once when I picked you up and left. I only heard from your mother that your grandmother was sold to Hanqing Village. At that time, everything was not developed, and nothing Perfect. This kind of thing is common in remote areas."

  Song Zhengde remembered Tang Xueche and some things from that year, and his complexion became very bad. Guilt and embarrassment intertwined, and the look in Tang Zhixi's eyes suddenly lost a little boredom. He whispered: "Your mother told me that your grandmother has no relatives other than her daughter. So she never thought of running away, and there was nowhere to go when she escaped, so she went directly to Han Qing The village has settled down. When your mother wanted to take her to Yancheng, she never came."

   Tang Zhixi lowered her eyes. As expected, her grandmother didn't say anything to her mother. She just took a chance and came to ask.

   "Didn't she tell you anything?" Song Zhengde asked.

"No."

  Song Zhengde sighed and said: "Even if you can find your relatives, what can you do? It's been fifty or sixty years, and any feelings are enough to wear away."

   "Tell me about you."

  Song Zhengde was still immersed in the past, when he was suddenly interrupted by Tang Zhixi's voice.

  He came back to his senses and glanced at Tang Zhixi's expression, nothing changed from the beginning to the end. Cold, cool, as if he doesn't care about anything.

  He took a card from his pocket and put it on the table and said, "The card here is 500,000, which is my compensation for you for so many years."

   Tang Zhixi looked down at the card.

"I know that what I have owed you for so many years is not something that can be made up for." Song Zhengde said, "You take these first, and I will put 50,000 in it every month in the future. If you need money, you can also tell me. "

  Tang Zhixi slightly hooked the corner of her lower lip: "And then?"

   "Don't go to An Ting's company in the future, and I will pay the liquidated damages for you." Song Zhengde said, "I will arrange a good job for you, so that you will be free and easy. It is more stable, leisurely, and safer than going to filming."

   "You are afraid that I will show my face, and your scandals will be brought out." Tang Zhixi said softly.

Being exposed, Song Zhengde's face was tense, and he paused and said: "What's so good about filming? I'm busy all day and night, but I can't guarantee my life when I'm free. I don't have any private life at all. Everything is stripped away for others to discuss .I'm doing it for your own good."

   "Okay." Tang Zhixi looked at him and said, "Give me a share of what you gave to Song Anrou, including the shares of the Song Group. I won't be filming."

   "You are delusional!"

"Then there's nothing to say. You can't treat me like a daughter, so why should I listen to you." Tang Zhixi looked at him mockingly, and pushed back the bank card he put on the table, "I want to Use this little money to take my heart and let me work for your Song family. You are also delusional."

   After speaking, Tang Zhixi got up and walked out.

Accustomed to being flattered and flattered, it is rare for him to be deflated again and again. The veins on Song Zhengde's forehead tensed up, and he looked towards the door and said, "Tang Zhixi, don't know what is good or bad. Let me tell you, as long as I don't allow it, you will be in Yan's house." Don’t even think about standing in the city.”

  Tang Zhixi opened the door, without looking back, sneered: "You can try."

  Song Zhengde looked at the closed door, picked up a cup on the side and knocked it on the table: "I want to see what a girl can do."

  **

  Standing at the entrance of Tianquan Hotel, Tang Zhixi touched the red rope hanging around her neck. I felt that I didn't perform well just now, and I didn't make Song Zhengde so angry.

   "Tsk." She clicked impatiently, just as the phone rang, she checked the caller ID and answered it.

   "Did you eat?" Ye Hanzhi's voice came from the phone.

  Tang Zhixi's restless mood was half calmed down: "Not yet."

"eat together?"

   "I'm not home."

   "Well, I'm not there either." Ye Hanzhi said with a smile, "Look to the right.

   Tang Zhixi tilted her head, Ye Hanzhi was walking towards her.

  He is wearing a white shirt today, with the top button open, broad shoulders, slender waist, long legs, tall and straight, picturesque eyebrows, and cinnabar lips.

  Compared with the black shirt, it is less mysterious and oppressive, and more elegant.

  Tang Zhixi hung up the phone, waited for him to walk up to him and said, "Are you working here?"

   "Well, I met someone." Ye Hanzhi looked at her, "Who made you unhappy?"

  He walked over just now, and he felt a cold hostility from afar.

   "Meet a fool."

  Ye Hanzhi was a little surprised when he heard Tang Zhixi's slightly tempered tone for the first time: "You didn't win the quarrel?"

  Tang Zhixi looked up at him, with a murderous look in her eyes.

   "So fierce." Ye Hanzhi clenched his hand hanging by his side a little bit, he was afraid that he couldn't help but pinch her face. Looking away, he said, "Where is the man, I'll beat him."

  Seeing his sudden serious expression, Tang Zhixi smiled, turned around and walked to the hotel: "I invite you to dinner."

   Seeing her smile, Ye Hanzhi also hooked his lips, and said, "Okay."

  (end of this chapter)