Chu Yun looked at Zhao Meng.

Raising an eyebrow, "Is Wen Yuhan that good?"

The Zhao family is not short of money either.

Zhao Meng definitely didn't fall in love with Wen Yuhan because of money.

If it's not because of money, then it's because of face?

However, there were so many handsome men, and Chu Yun didn't think Wen Yuhan was any different.

Chu Yun asked naturally, "What is there about him that you should never forget?"

Zhao Meng: "Of course he's fine. Brother Yu Han is the best man in the world. He's handsome, has a nice voice, is rich, and most importantly, he doesn't mess around in the entertainment industry."

"Where can I find a better man than him in the world? Anyway, I just like him."

Zhao Meng couldn't help but give her cousin a rollicking look.

How can a person who only knows how to take care of young people have such high standards?

It’s normal to not be able to get good things from Brother Yu Han.

"Besides, he is my fiancé, isn't it normal for me to like him?"

Chu Yun: "Oh, that sounds good, but it's a pity that your fiancé doesn't seem to like you very much."

How could a simple rich lady like Zhao Meng attract the male protagonist of Tianliang King Po?

only......

According to the plot, the mission worker from the Tiandao Alliance has already appeared.

Film post-production system?

Without hard work, you can have things that others may not be able to get even after ten years of hard work.

Haha, that's really ironic.

After Chu Yun finished speaking, he got into the car and sped away.

Zhao Meng: "..."

I feel like my cousin has changed her persona, and her words are particularly heartbreaking.

...

Cloud banquet.

In order to prevent Zhao Meng from seeing something she shouldn't have seen at the cloud banquet and causing her to commit suicide prematurely, Chu Yun did not take her with him.

The banquet hall is brightly lit.

Chu Yun wore a burgundy off-the-shoulder evening dress and greeted the celebrities and celebrities who passed by in twos and threes.

I found a corner with few people and sat down.

Just after sitting down for a while, a figure jumped out from the side.

"Cousin, why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time."

Zhao Meng wore a white fishtail evening dress and held a glass of champagne in her hand.

Okay, this girl still sneaked in.

Chu Yun was not surprised at all.

After all, according to the romance routine, Zhao Meng, an important female supporting character, will of course have to appear.

Beside her was a woman in a purple dress.

Chu Yun searched his mind.

Yuan Jiao, a second-tier actress, became famous earlier through online dramas.

In the plot, she has a very good relationship with Zhao Meng.

Of course, it's just on the surface.

Plastic sisters are the norm in the entertainment industry.

Even the original owner and Yuan Jiao are good best friends and good sisters in public.

"What are you looking for me for?" Chu Yun asked.

Zhao Meng bit her lip and glanced at Yuan Jiao, and Yuan Jiao spoke.

"Chenxi, I just saw a vixen pestering Mr. Wen."

Chu Yun took a sip of wine and said, "Isn't this normal?"

Wen Yuhan is so awesome that almost every woman in the entertainment industry wants to climb into his bed.

This is also the reason why Zhao Meng is always on tenterhooks.

Yuan Jiao said, "This time is different. You don't know Chen Xi. That woman is used to seducing men. She has never failed when she tries. If Mr. Wen..."

Zhao Meng grabbed Chu Yun's hand when she was told, "Cousin, just help me."

Chu Yun waved his hand in disgust, "Help for what? You don't want me to help you fight the mistress, do you?"

"No, just come with me and take a look."

No need to beat a mistress.

Because Zhao Meng is very confident.

My fiancé will definitely not mess around.

If a slap can't make a sound, there is no need to slap the mistress.

But in my heart, I still instinctively feel unhappy with another woman thinking about her man.

I thought about asking my cousin to go and see it together. Anyway, my cousin is not very popular in the entertainment industry.

Maybe that shameless woman is my cousin's enemy.

It would be best to teach the vixen a lesson.

"You still need someone to accompany you to the theater? Do you think you are not yet eighteen years old?"

Zhao Meng:......

Her cousin has always had more ideas than her since she was a child, and she has become accustomed to relying on her cousin.

And now my cousin makes people feel more secure.

Zhao Meng went to Chu Yun almost without thinking.

"But......"

Before Zhao Meng could say anything, there was an uproar in the hall.

Chu Yun's eyes turned.

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The heroine finally appears.

"Chu Yun Chu Yun, I have sensed the other party's system."

"How about we just strip her system off." Pink Duck suggested.

Chu Yun squinted his eyes and sipped the champagne slowly, "No rush."

The pink duck walks around the space with its bare feet.

"But if we don't strike first, what will happen if they call us?"

Woohoo, he's a little scared.

Chu Yun rolled his eyes, such a coward.

In the middle of the hall, Wen Yuhan was sandwiched between two women on the left and right, with a wine stain on one side of her chest.

Use a rotten drinking stem.

The enchanting face of the woman in purple was full of dissatisfaction, and she carefully wiped Wen Yuhan's suit with a silk scarf.

"Hey, you woman don't even look at the road when you're walking?"

"Mr. Wen, are you okay? Let me wipe it for you."

Wen Yuhan pushed the woman in purple away directly and stared at Lin Yi with her dark eyes, "Who are you?"

Lin Yi stood upright with a smile, her graceful figure wrapped in a light yellow fishtail evening gown.

Her hair was pulled back loosely on her head, and a strand fell on her cheek. Her whole person looked gentle and noble.

Facing Wen Yuhan's strong aura, he showed no timidity at all.

"Hello, my name is Lin Yi."

"I'm sorry for spilling wine on you. If you don't mind, I can dry clean it for you. Or, you can tell me the amount of compensation I need to pay for this dress, and I can write you an IOU."
To be continued...