The night is quiet, and the gentle sound of piano flows slowly.

The candlelight flickered, illuminating An Qin's face, which was as beautiful as jade.

"It would be great if you came here last week. I can also take you to Miracle Island. Although the transportation there is inconvenient, the scenery and air are really good."

"In winter, there are too many winds and rains on the island. The construction team will have to withdraw at the end of this month, and the construction will not start again until the end of March or early April next year."

"Fang Long suffered a lot during this filming. There was a scene where he climbed a tree to save someone. The prop team had obviously checked it and found no problems, but when he climbed the tree, a snake suddenly fell on it.

On his neck, he was so frightened that he almost fell from the tree..."

Plates of exquisite dishes were brought to the table by the waiter, and Song Qi was eating while chatting about recent events.

At first, An Qin was still thinking about finding an opportunity to bring the topic to the main topic, but as he listened, he gradually forgot what he wanted to talk about.

She listened to Song Qi's rambling words and ate the lamb chops with a satisfied look on her face. She suddenly felt a kind of peace that she had not experienced in a long time.

At this moment, she didn't want to talk about anything. It seemed that she was just eating and chatting like this, which was very interesting.

Putting the last piece of meat on the plate into his mouth, Song Qi breathed a sigh of satisfaction, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, and asked with a smile: "Is the food not to your liking? Why do you eat so little?"

"No, it's delicious. I'm full."

An Qin put down his chopsticks, hesitated, and asked seriously: "So, how have you considered the script?"

"well!"

Song Qi sighed and put down his wine glass.

Wiping his mouth with a napkin, Song Qi looked at An Qin and said slowly: "I'm very happy that you can come to visit my class. I'm not going to lie to you. I think you finally treat me as a friend, but now

I am very disappointed because you are still thinking about the script at this moment."

An Qin was stunned and quickly explained: "I came to see you as a friend!"

"Yeah?"

Song Qi showed a smirk: "What kind of friend do you think of me?"

"..."

An Qin was helpless: "Don't do this."

"What's wrong with me?"

Song Qi spread his hands: "Is it okay to ask?"

"Song Qi."

An Qin raised her head and looked at him with complicated eyes: "Don't embarrass me, okay?"

"You think I'm making things difficult for you?"

Song Qi's smile disappeared. He looked at An Qin, frowned slightly, and said in an unhappy tone: "Then what do you think I should do? As soon as you open your mouth, I should agree to your terms, sell you the script, and then

Money and goods are clear? Is this a helping attitude between friends?"

"I…"

An Qin's eyes were a little flustered, but she still managed to explain: "I just want to keep things official and be more relaxed..."

"That's good."

When Song Qi heard this, he stood up directly and said calmly: "Then I will let Xiao Ma talk to you. He is the executive vice president of the company."

"Song Qi!"

When An Qin saw him walking toward the door, he became anxious and quickly got up and chased after him.

But as soon as he caught up to him, Song Qi suddenly stopped and turned around.

An Qin was caught off guard and ran into his arms.

An Qin hurriedly stopped and was about to step away when she suddenly felt a strong arm wrap around her lower back, making her unable to move.

An Qin looked up in surprise, and immediately met Song Qi's fiery eyes.

"You...let me go."

An Qin panicked and wanted to struggle, but she couldn't get rid of Song Qi's arm.

Looking down at her, Song Qi smiled and asked: "I was too far away just now and I didn't hear clearly. What do you want to talk to me about?"

When he looked at her like this, An Qin felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know what to say.

"I...I..."

She tried to organize her words: "I want to talk to you... about buying a script..."

"oh?"

Song Qi smiled and asked, "In what capacity are you talking to me?"

"friend…"

As soon as the two words came out of An Qin's mouth, Song Qi suddenly lowered his head and blocked her words.

"Hmm~!"

An Qin's eyes widened for a moment, and she felt like her breathing had stopped.

She subconsciously wanted to lift her leg to step on Song Qi's foot, but Song Qi seemed to have expected it and had already pressed his knee against her leg, making it difficult for her to lift her leg with force.

Just kidding, how could Song Qi not be prepared after the loss he suffered last time?

After a long while, Song Qi raised his head, looked at An Qin who was panting slightly and asked with a smile: "What kind of friend?"

An Qin's face turned red, she glared at him angrily, and said angrily: "Ordinary friends! Ugh~!"

She was caught off guard and was gagged again.

After a long time, Song Qi looked up again, smiled and asked: "Give you another chance, what kind of friend?"

An Qin scratched her neck and said unconvinced: "Ordinary friends!"

Hey! Little girl, I can’t cure you anymore?

Song Qi said nothing and lowered his head again. This time, he did not raise his head for more than a minute. It was not until he was bitten hard that he raised his head in pain.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

An Qin gasped for breath, took the opportunity to push Song Qi away, and cursed at him with a slight cry: "Song Qi, you are a bad guy!"

"You are the bad guy, and only bad guys bite!"

Song Qi replied angrily, and raised his hand to touch his numb lips. There were faint blood stains on his fingers, but they were bitten.

"You're a bastard! You bastard! You idiot!" An Qin was about to cry because of him.

"Do you like eating eggs very much? You get eggs all the time when you scold me?"

Song Qi looked at her with a very embarrassed expression.

An Qin's chest heaved, and she stared at Song Qi without saying a word. Her eyes quickly sparkled, and then, big tears fell down.

"..."

Song Qi scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

This time it got so serious that I really cried.

"No, I'm kidding you!"

Song Qi explained.

But An Qin just stood there and looked at him without saying a word, tears pouring down his eyes.

"..."

Song Qi has a big head.

He was not afraid of being scolded, nor was he afraid of being beaten. Even if An Qin gave him a whip in a hurry, he would not take it seriously.

But An Qin didn't say anything, just watching him cry like this made him feel a little embarrassed.

No wonder they say tears are a woman's most powerful weapon. When a beautiful woman cries in front of her, which man can withstand such a weapon?

Especially for a strong woman like An Qin, who usually presents herself as a domineering president, her rare vulnerability is even more powerful.

"well!"

Song Qi sighed, raised his hand to wipe away the tears accumulated on her chin, and said softly: "Are you exhausted during this period? Cry, your mood will feel better after crying for a while."

Hearing these words, An Qin couldn't hold himself any longer, and his tears became more and more intense.

Song Qi took a step forward and gently took her into his arms.

This time, he didn't mess around anymore, he just hugged her gently and remained motionless.

After Xiaoran returned to China, Song Qi realized that Xinyu's situation was not optimistic.

Because the box office share of "Deep Chill" was suppressed, the company was unable to pay many of its payables in the first half of the year and was involved in several lawsuits. An Qin has been busy fighting lawsuits since May.

After the box office share was received, and after the payables and liquidated damages were paid, there was very little left. Xinyu's life was very difficult during this period.
To be continued...