After Marriage, the Boss Discover My True Identity

  Chapter 5 The phone call to her husband?

  However, Anqi Liang does not know that the public opinion on the Internet has turned.

  She is leaning on a chair, and the exclusive makeup artist will help her wipe off the fingerprints "painted" on her face.

   "Sister Anqi! It's not good!" Agent Jio hurried in, panting and saying, "That screenwriter, that screenwriter..."

  Angel Liang raised her eyebrows impatiently.

   "What happened to that screenwriter? Suicide? If it's not dead, don't disturb me, I want to sleep for a while."

   "No, it's not dead, it's..." Jio couldn't tell the story, and simply played the audio of Xia Li.

"Who do you think you are? A small screenwriter, dare not listen to me? If I ask you to change the script, you can change it, don't talk to me so much useless! If you refuse to change, you just leave me! "

  Angel Liang's closed eyelids suddenly lifted up, she pushed the makeup artist away in front of her, and walked towards Jio.

   "What's the matter?! Why did you have this recording!"

   "It's the screenwriter, she released it and it has been posted on Weibo!"

"you shut up!"

  Angel Leung snatched Jio's phone, and after seeing that she had been scolded on the hot search, her face instantly became pale and bloodless.

   "Bitch! This bitch! She actually recorded the sound... She can't die!"

Jio burst into tears, and said collapsed: "I have told you many times. You have to converge a little bit...but fortunately, Young Master Li is back. I have his contact information and I can ask him to remove the hot search for you. ."

   "What did you say? Young Master Li returned to China?" Liang Anqi's eyes lit up for an instant.

  Compared to being a star artist that everyone likes, it is obviously more important to attach to Li Beichuan.

   Not to mention Li Beichuan’s family background and his own super business ability, just looking at that face that is more handsome than any traffic niche can make people salivate.

  "Give me his contact information!" Liang Anqi said with bright eyes.

  ...

  Here Xia Li satisfactorily watched the reaction of netizens on the Internet. A paragraph about Liang Anqi’s crying video has already appeared on the Internet:

   "What brand of garbage bag is this, so it can hold it?"

   "Miss An Qi, I am a SF Express courier. I said you are a small cargo, and you are a small cargo."

  "Angel Liang, if the whole world does not want you, remember to come to me. I know several traffickers."

   "Puff—" Xia Li was amused, thinking that the current netizens are better than each.

  Monica on the other end of the phone laughed out of breath.

  At this moment, Li Beichuan’s voice came from the door: "Xia Li, go downstairs to eat."

  Monica laughed quietly, and then said angrily: "Okay, Xia Li, did you bring out the little brother in ‘Diminished’?"

  The dimly lit place is a drinking place. Of course, it is only for girls to enter, because it is the little brother who accompanies the wine.

   Xia Li felt Li Beichuan’s eyes come in, her back stiffened, and she said “You got it wrong” and cut off the call immediately, and set her mobile phone to airplane mode by the way.

  She gave a dry cough, bit her head and walked over, and went downstairs with Li Beichuan.

  On the long table, there are deliciously colored and fragrant dishes, and two rows of servants stand respectfully.

  Behind the dining table is a three-meter long strip window. The soft light of the setting sun from the bamboo forest outside falls on the dining table, like a picture scroll.

  Xia Li has always had strict standards for her food intake, such as rice no more than five mouthfuls, and her only exercise volume today is the slap of Shan Liang Anqi, so she only ate a little and put down her chopsticks.

  Waiting at the side of the cook, the chef asked tremblingly: "Isn't it right, my grandma?"

  Xia Li felt Li Beichuan's eyes turned sideways.

As a qualified marriage partner, Xia Li would not let her future husband find it difficult to serve her, so she had to swallow words such as "the sprouts of seasonal vegetables are not tender enough, the thickness of the sashimi is wrong, and the beef is not fresh enough". Changed his words and said: "I'm losing weight."

  Li Beichuan listened to the words and looked at Xia Li. He couldn't connect Xia Li with "Fei" just because of the word collarbone.

  Just as he was about to talk, the phone on his hand vibrated.

  Li Beichuan directly turned on the hands-free.

  The person on the other end of the phone said anxiously: "Hello, President Li, I am an artist from Lixing Entertainment under the Li family, and my name is Anqi Liang."

  Xia Li had a pause to get up, and then sat back again.

  This Liang Anqi is really lingering, chasing here.

  What's wrong, this is about to cry for another person?

  Xia Li put her arms around her chest, her mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

  (End of this chapter)