"As long as you tell me, I'll do it right away!"

The waiter left happily, and then Zhuang Wenjie turned around and said to Su Dingxian: "Axian, since Master Deng wants to discuss the affairs of opera with you, don't hide it. If you have any good ideas, just say it - by the way, my friend will come on stage later. I'll go to the behind-the-scenes to see her and you can talk!"

As he spoke, Zhuang Wenjie stood up, then pointed to his original seat and said to Su Dingxian: "Also, please help me take the lead!"

Su Dingxian glanced at Xinma Shizeng, who couldn't wait to study opera with him, then looked at Zhuang Wenjie, who was smiling, enthusiastic and generous, and then smiled bitterly: "It's better to obey your orders than respect." He sat straight into Zhuang Wenjie's VIP seat.

Zhuang Wenjie smiled slightly and turned around and left.

And the A Quan who was still standing looked at Su Dingxian with anger, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

...

Behind the stage---

Zhuang Wenjie played with the folding fan and came to the place where honeysuckle was put on makeup.

At this time, Honeysuckle was wearing a flower-dressing suit, sitting upright in front of the makeup mirror, holding an eyebrow pencil and lying her eyebrows in front of the mirror.

When the backstage saw Zhuang Wenjie coming in, they all greeted him softly: "Hello Mr. Zhuang!" Then they left the backstage very tactfully and gave the space to the ambiguous man and woman.

While continuing to slash his eyebrows, Honeysuckle whispered to Zhuang Wenjie who was behind him: "Why are you here?"

Zhuang Wenjie stepped forward, gently held the honeysuckle shoulder, looked at her who was tying her eyebrows in the mirror, and said, "Why, is it strange that I came here? I have been here before."

Honeysuckle put down the eyebrow pencil, turned her head, and said shyly: "I'm going to go on stage later. If you come, it will affect my mood."

"Oh, is that?" Zhuang Wenjie curled honeysuckle's delicate pointed chin with his fingers, and looked at the honeysuckle with a smile, with a slightly red look on his eyelids and cheeks: "Do you know, your makeup now looks very much like a fox."

Honeysuckle snuggled into Zhuang Wenjie's arms and said in a coquettish voice: "Are you praising others or are you hurting them?"

"What do you think?" Zhuang Wenjie pointed at the tip of honeysuckle's nose with his finger.

The honeysuckle was as soft as a crispy body. Just as he was about to use his soft skills, Zhuang Wenjie sniffed and said, "Have you changed the perfume?"

honeysuckle:"……?!"

He giggled and said, "You only know that you hate it---I have used it yesterday, and you only smell it now."

"Is that true?" Zhuang Wenjie deliberately sniffed again, as if he was enjoying this charming smell.

Honeysuckle continued to speak in a coquettish voice: "Of course, I have put in a lot of effort to please you, Mr. Zhuang!"

Zhuang Wenjie then laughed loudly, suddenly, and his smile calmed down.

Zhuang Wenjie stared at honeysuckle with his eyes tightly.

Honeysuckle was scared by Zhuang Wenjie's sudden change and hurriedly said, "What's wrong with you, Mr. Zhuang?"

Zhuang Wenjie stared at her eyes and said, "Let me ask you, answer me honestly---Are you doing so many tricks to please me, or to please the lawyer Du Du Fengxian?!"

When Honeysuckle heard the three words "Du Fengxian", her expression changed drastically. She looked at Zhuang Wenjie in surprise and said, "Mr. Zhuang, what do you mean?"

"You know what it means best!" Zhuang Wenjie gritted his teeth, "You know that I am not in the same way as Du Fengxian, and have fought with him openly and secretly for you. Last time, he even lost his face in this Lichi Theater. Now he is in a state of power... Knowing this, you are still so close to him! Why, what benefits did he accept? Did he promise to praise you for making a movie and being the best actress?"

"I'm unjust, Mr. Zhuang, how could you say that?"

"I wronged you? Is the perfume you applied to is called 'Mei Shen No. 1'? If I remember it well, this is a product in the new quarter of Paris, and only three department stores in Hong Kong are sold! I checked it, and one of the bottles was bought by Du Fengxian---Who did you think he gave it to?"

Honeysuckle was about to argue, but Zhuang Wenjie had already reached out to block her throat and said, "Do you really think I am an idiot, you, a bitch?" His eyes were angry.

Honeysuckle was almost frightened and trembled with her mouth: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuang... I, I, I know I was wrong!"

"Of course you were wrong! I was so nice to you, you dared to betray me, and you and the one named Du came up with me!" Zhuang Wenjie stuck Honeysuckle's neck with fierce eyes.

"Luckily I received the message and knew that the Du surnamed Du was looking for a few new faces to deal with me tonight. I had no choice but to find a scapegoat and sit in my seat--maybe those people have started to take action now---"

Sure enough, when Zhuang Wenjie finished speaking, he heard a riot outside, as if he was beaten and scolded.

Zhuang Wenjie looked at Honeysuckle insidiously: "Look, the show has begun!"

Honeysuckle was stuck and her throat was so red that she couldn't speak.

"Do you admire me very much? It's a pity that the man named Su is probably beaten to a pig's head now!"

Before Zhuang Wenjie finished speaking, a lazy voice said, "Sorry, Mr. Zhuang! Is the pig head named Su pointing to me?"

Zhuang Wenjie was shocked and looked back suddenly---
Chapter completed!