One minute later.

Ye Xuan drove away.

Not long after, Chen Jiahui drove in the opposite direction. The wedding room where Ye Xuan got married was not far from the school, and it took about fifteen minutes to drive.

Leave the car in front of a large shopping mall.

Chen Jiahui, who was wearing a mask and sunglasses, bought some clothes and changed into them. He then left the car where it was and stopped a taxi on the road in front of the mall.

He at this time.

The sunglasses have been taken off, and he is only wearing a different color mask and a peaked cap.

Wait for the taxi to stop downstairs of a residential complex.

Chen Jiahui did not take the elevator. He followed the address given by Ye Xuan and followed the corridor to Building 401, Building 8, called "Wealth Garden". When he heard a knock on the door, Ye Xuan, who arrived ten minutes earlier than him, opened the door.

Chen Jiahui walked in quickly.

The door was closed.

"Would you like to take a shower first!?"

Ye Xuan asked nervously.

Chen Jiahui didn't speak. He expressed the purpose of coming here with his actions. Taking a bath...washing his numb hammer, he directly closed the curtains, then turned around and picked up the surprised Ye Xuan, who was still on the bed in the bedroom.

Take off the mask and leave the cap on the ground.

immediately.

Chen Jia saw the wedding photos of Ye Xuan and her husband hanging on the TV in the bedroom, so Chen Jiahui became even more excited. When Ye Xuan looked over with strange and complicated eyes, Chen Jiahui jumped directly on her.

….

Time passed little by little.

In the bedroom.

Countless verbs are floating around.

Two hours later, the exhausted Ye Xuan fell asleep, and the moment Chen Jiahui pulled up his pants, he suddenly woke up.

He looked at Ye Xuan lying on the bed and was speechless for a long time.

immediately.

Chen Jiahui raised his hand and slapped himself hard. He regretted it for a moment. How could he...become such a man!? He obviously cherished his feathers, but after Ye Xuan said the word "marriage room".

Chen Jiahui felt like he was completely out of control.

As if possessed by a ghost.

His usual thinking also became extremely rigid, and his whole person fell into the trap dug by Ye Xuan.

It wasn't until he pulled up his pants that he began to regret it.

After getting dressed, Chen Jiahui sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his cheeks hard.

really.

Women are all traps.

But the man knew it was a trap, but still jumped without hesitation. Chen Jiahui really didn't expect that he would end up in Ye Xuan's wedding room.

Made.

Which man can withstand such a trap!?

After sitting for two minutes, Chen Jiahui stood up and planned to leave. As soon as he walked out of the bedroom, Chen Jiahui turned back. He looked at Ye Xuan, who was still sleeping with his eyes closed, with a slight hesitation on his face.

Later.

He took out a check from his coat, wrote a number on it and put it on the bedside, and left a note for her.

Things have already happened.

Chen Jiahui hopes that this check can offset Ye Xuan's efforts. As for returning to the entertainment industry, Chen Jiahui is still unwilling to do so. On the one hand, he does not have enough resources, and on the other hand, he praises Ye Xuan for no reason, which can easily offend others.

of doubt.

Done all this.

Chen Jiahui tidied up his clothes, put on his mask and hat, left the wedding room where Ye Xuan and her husband were married, and returned to the mall. Chen Jiahui found a store that sold clothes and changed back into the clothes he had just worn.

He stood up and put on his sunglasses before driving home.

Although the body no longer has anger after using Ye Xuan's fire-removing treasure.

But the anger in Chen Jiahui's heart became more and more intense. Halfway through the car, he slammed the steering wheel angrily, persisted for more than 700,000 words, and suddenly ended up in Ye Xuan's wedding room.

Such a result.

Obviously this is not what Chen Jiahui wants.

And just because of that trivial matter, Xiao Ziyuan didn't even pick up the call.

At this moment, Chen Jiahui really felt the mood of the overlord of Western Chu... He couldn't see the elders from Jiangdong! After two hours of rolling on the sheets, the sky was already dark.

When Chen Jiahui returned home, he saw Director Zhou sitting on the sofa with little Ziyuan in his arms.

"Aunt Chen said you would be back early in the afternoon."

Director Zhou asked with a cold face, "Tell me, what did you go to do!? Why didn't you come back until now!?"

"I've almost finished writing "The God of Death"

first.

Chen Jiahui felt that he lacked confidence when facing Director Zhou. He pointed to the computer placed on the coffee table and proactively said, "Let's take a look!"

Taking Xiao Ziyuan from Director Zhou, Chen Jiahui pinched her cheek and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, my dad was busy just now, so I was delayed. Next time, my dad will definitely pick you up on time."

Said.

Chen Jiahui came to the yard with Ziyuan in his arms.

Several fruit trees planted last year have all bloomed as spring approaches, and they are expected to bear fruit in another year.

"Little daddy, mommy is angry"

Xiao Ziyuan put her arms around Chen Jiahui's neck and whispered in his ear.

"kindness"

Chen Jiahui responded, then smiled and said, "Ignore her, your mother has been angry more than once or twice anyway."

Chen Jiahui took Ziyuan to water some fruit trees, and Chen Jiahui played with her in the yard for a while. Director Zhou, who was in the living room on the first floor, had already turned on the computer and read out the script of "Death is Coming".

.

Opened the beginning.

Director Zhou had an expression of surprise on his face.

It seemed that he was very satisfied with Chen Jiahui's setting. He raised his head and looked outside. Director Zhou smiled and cursed, "Damn it, you even said it was a series of collisions, but I didn't expect it to be a plane collision."

Wait and watch again.

The smile on Director Zhou's face gradually disappeared.

My whole spine started to feel cold.

"How about it!?"

Chen Jiahui, who walked in with Xiao Ziyuan in hand, suddenly asked.

"ah!"

Director Zhou seemed to be frightened and screamed. It was not until she reacted that she patted her chest with lingering fear. Then she looked at Chen Jiahui angrily and said, "Where is the God of Death you play!? Why doesn't he appear in the script?

!?"

"Do you think you need me to appear!?"

Chen Jiahui asked rhetorically.

"..."

Director Zhou was speechless for a moment.

"Death is everywhere, but cannot be seen, which makes it more terrifying."

Chen Jiahui said, "Although I haven't finished writing it, I will finish it in the next two days, 230 million, and I will forward it to you tomorrow, so you can start a group."

"Where's the pileup!?"

Director Zhou pointed to the notebook and asked, "Why didn't I see it!?"

Chen Jiahui patted his head.

day.

He actually forgot about this incident and wrote directly to Director Zhou based on the first part of "Death is Coming", and the plot of the serial car accident on the highway was only in the second part.

After thinking about it, Chen Jiahui said, "You can make this one first. If you don't lose money, I will write the second one for you, Highway Serial Car Accident. Don't look at me like that. Even if there is no car accident, there will still be a plot like a plane crash."

, this is no more high-end than a car accident.”

"Part 2!?"

Director Zhou was surprised and said, "You plan to make "Death Is Coming" into a series of movies!?"

"It depends on your ability. If you are strong enough, you can write four or five movies without any problem."

Chen Jiahui replied with a smile.

"Where did you go just now!?"
Chapter completed!