Chapter 128 Redeem You
Li Siheng looked indifferent. Facing the stubborn Su Youxue, he said, "What you should learn is how to gain benefits from me, not to demand affection. Film well, and I will come to see you again."

Su Youxue didn't know how to express to others how sad she was at that moment.

Being such a humble person, I have to ask for everything myself. It is clearly out of admiration, but the other party doesn't even give me basic respect.

But she had nothing to say. It seemed like it was all her own fault.

She looked at Li Siheng's back as he left, and a faint sadness spread in her heart.

She pursed her lips tightly and bit the flesh on her cheeks hard, finally managing to control herself from crying out loud.

Wang Dan'an saw it clearly, and walked towards Su Youxue, saying meaningfully, "Youxue, I have helped you along the way, so I want to remind you of something. You'd better recognize your position in Li Siheng's heart. You can deceive others about some things, but don't deceive yourself in the end."

Su Youxue's teeth were trembling. Wang Dan'an's so-called instructions were undoubtedly a slap in her face.

She was so painful that she was numb. She could only sneer and said calmly, "Thank you, Mr. Wang, for your advice."

Bian Yue returned to the crew carrying a bag of cold drinks, and Yao Yimin was acting with a male actor.

The male lead is a popular traffic artist recently. It is said that if he posts anything on Weibo, the number of reposts will easily exceed 100 million.

Bian Yue guessed that although there was some water in this, it could not be denied that this young man was indeed good-looking and had good acting skills, and he was worthy of being selected by Wen Jiao himself.

Thinking of Wen Jiao, the two hadn't been in touch for a long time. Bian Yue sent her a text message, asking her how she was doing and if she wanted to come to the crew to play.
Bian Yue also said, the actor you recommended is really good-looking and his acting is okay. He can even take on Yao Yimin's role. He will have a bright future if he is well trained by professional acting teachers in the future.

In the past, if Bian Yue had been so supportive, Wen Jiao would have been ecstatic and would have smiled and said something flattering about himself.

For example, she would say, Bian Yue, I am the only one who can find the most suitable actors in the entertainment industry for you. How can ordinary agents compare to me?
But today, she didn't respond and didn't reply to the message for a long time.

Bian Yue frowned, just as she was confused, Wen Jiao's message finally came in. Wen Jiao said, Bian Yue, I might be getting married.

It was like a bolt from the blue, with no warning at all.

Bian Yue didn't care about anything else and made a phone call.

The phone rang a few times before it was connected.

Bian Yue asked anxiously: "Why are you getting married suddenly?"

"Wei Shuqian proposed to my father, and my father agreed."

Bian Yue was shocked. It sounded so unreal. She couldn't believe it. "How could uncle agree? Doesn't uncle know that you don't want to get married?"

"I said I wanted to."

"Why?" Bian Yue asked worriedly, "Wen Jiao, what did he threaten you with?"

Wen Jiao lowered her eyes, quietly listening to the concern in Bian Yue's words, and laughed carelessly, "What can he threaten me with? I'm going to get married anyway, Wei Shuqian is really rich now, he can use his money to kill me, why can't I marry him?"

Bian Yue's heart ached. She could hear the reluctance in Wen Jiao's words, but she didn't expose the truth. She said in a softer voice, "Wen Jiao, if you don't want to marry me, tell me. I have money too."

"Have you got your inheritance?" Wen Jiao asked excitedly.

Bian Yue said that if he had the money, it should be no less than Wei Shuqian’s property, and he could help you redeem yourself.

Wen Jiao's eyes were hot, she took a deep breath, smiled to hide her trembling voice, and said: "Yueyue, don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who would let myself be wronged. I just decided to get married now. It's still early. When you're done with this, we can have a good chat."

After that, he made up an excuse and hung up the phone while Bian Yue was still hesitating. Wen Jiao sat in front of the dressing table, looking at his pale face.

There were footsteps behind her, and the man's slender, cold hand gently stroked her chin, with a calm and condescending look.

He looked at Wen Jiao's arrogant face in the mirror, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said calmly: "Why don't you ask Bian Yue for help?"

"What help do you need?" Wen Jiao looked at Wei Shugan's stern eyes. The gentleness of youth was no longer there, only murderous and coldness remained.

"For example, let her go to Shen Jinci and beg him to come forward and cancel our marriage. To be honest with you, I still listen to Shen Jinci."

As he spoke, he stared at himself in the mirror without blinking, as if he was looking at a property that belonged to him, his eyes filled with a deep possessiveness.

Wen Jiao smiled weakly and asked calmly, "What happens next?"

"Afterwards, maybe I'll let you go." His voice was full of sarcasm.

Wen Jiao's eyes were red. She said calmly and slowly, "I know you won't let me go. You hate me."

The last smile on the man's face disappeared.

He suddenly twisted Wen Jiao's shoulders with force, causing her to feel pain and hit her back against the edge of the dressing table.

Before she could even scream, the man's angry kiss had already landed on her lips. He seemed to want to eat her alive.
At such a tragic moment, Wen Jiao suddenly thought of a sentence he had seen in a book - hatred lasts longer than love.

So, Wei Shuqian, you have been holding on to your hatred for me for all these years until today. Are you afraid to forget it every day, and are you bound to make me pay the price?

There was moisture in Wen Jiao's eyes, but the moment their eyes met, she put on a frivolous smile.

Her soft arms climbed up Wei Shuqian's neck, she straightened her waist, and moved closer to him. His lips brushed against her ear, and he breathed softly, "How is it, am I cooperating well? Are women from Continent S not as pleasing to you as I am?"

Wei Shuqian seemed to be frozen in place, not moving for a long while, just supporting himself with his hands on both sides of Wen Jiao, with veins bulging on the back of his hands.

He looked at the heartless woman in front of him.

After a long while, he chuckled, "Miss Wen, who can compare to you? That's why it's worth my special trip to just for you."

It sounds too much like love talk, if you ignore the cold and icy temperament of never giving up until death in the words.

Wei Shuqian did not intend to get Wen Jiao's answer. She kissed her lips, deepening it little by little, occupying her inch by inch.
When Bian Yue finished a day's work and returned to the hotel, it was already dark.

The hour hand of the watch turned to the '9' position, indicating that the night had completely emerged.

Bian Yue opened the door of the hotel room, and a faint fragrance floated in the air.

On the way here, the rain had just stopped.

Now, the dim light reflects the water curtain stained by rain on the floor-to-ceiling window, and the man standing in front of the window with his back to her.

Shen Jinci stood there, no one knew what he was looking at, but his figure looked gentle and harmless under the light.

After a day of exhaustion, at this moment, there was only joy. He arrived two hours earlier than he told himself.

So she tiptoed towards him, deliberately making no sound.