MTL - After Being an Improper Control Group as an Abandoned Wealthy Wife, She Effortlessly Came Out on Top-Chapter 430

Meng Chuyuan nodded, "Yes."

 Hearing Meng Chuyuan personally admit this matter, Lu Qingye still felt a little incredible.

Lu Qingye didn't know when Meng Chuyuan started to become interested in the film and television industry, and his Assistant Yang, who never looked up or lowered his head when he saw him, was quite calm. He crossed the line and participated in such a large investment without even saying a word. No words were revealed in front of him.

"Why are you going to all the trouble to do this?" Compared with Lu Qingye's reaction, Lu Jinsen was slightly calmer.

Because he and Meng Chuyuan had briefly talked about this matter before. Meng Chuyuan asked him for the director's contact information that day, but he didn't give it to him. At that time, he made up his mind not to participate in the show when he knew that he had the conditions, so he didn't want to do it for a role, let Meng Chuyuan be his lobbyist...

Lu Jinsen thought that was the end of it, but he didn't expect that the follow-up would actually be related to Meng Chuyuan.

Meng Chuyuan said bluntly: "Don't be too moved, brother. I am paying for my own emotional value, and I will give this benefit to you by the way."

Meng Chuyuan had no intention of hiding this matter, but since they suddenly mentioned it, she made it clear to them.

It was the director who first put forward the harsh conditions that made Meng Chuyuan feel psychologically uncomfortable.

Although Meng Chuyuan is an outsider and does not act, from the perspective of the audience, she believes that this drama has certain selling points in the market. If Lu Jinsen did not get the opportunity to participate in the drama because of her, it would be quite good. pity.

 She approached Yang Yi as an investor because she did not want her name to be published online, so she amplified the matter and caused unnecessary chain reactions.

After hearing this, Lu Qingye suddenly understood what she was doing and agreed with her subsequent concerns.

 After all, Meng Chuyuan has a sensitive trait. She always considers the causes and consequences of things first and understands the needs of others.

Lu Qingye raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Jinsen, and said in a calm tone: "In that case, you should prepare well."

"Okay." Lu Jinsen nodded, and said sincerely to Meng Chuyuan: "Thank you, sister-in-law, for your support."

Meng Chuyuan: "Perform well, I'm waiting for the dividends."

After dinner, Meng Chuyuan and Lu Qingye returned to the bedroom.

"Let's take a rest." After Meng Chuyuan entered the room, she chose a single sofa and sat down. She lazily raised her eyes and looked at Lu Qingye and asked, "Do you want to take a shower first?"

 “You wash first.”

"OK."

Lu Qingye closed the door and walked straight towards Meng Chuyuan. Before Meng Chuyuan could react, Lu Qingye had already sat down on the armrest of her single sofa and put his other hand on the back of the chair. , the whole figure enveloped her.

Meng Chuyuan raised his head, looked at him blankly, and asked in confusion: "Why are you sitting here?"

 There are so many seats nearby, so I have to squeeze in with her.

Lu Qingye raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a low voice, "Let's chat for a while."

"Okay." Meng Chuyuan smiled at him, and then said politely: "But if you sit like this, I have to raise my head to look at you..."

The armrests of the sofa were already a little higher, and with Lu Qingye's height, Meng Chuyuan couldn't even reach his shoulders when he was sitting.

Meng Chuyuan didn't want to talk with her head raised. She stared at Lu Qingye for a while, then raised her hand across Lu Qingye's chest and pointed to the sofa behind him, "How about you sit there?"

Lu Qingye looked back and saw that there was an aisle between the two sofas, at least half a meter apart.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Meng Chuyuan. His gentle voice was a little coquettish and said, "It's a bit far."

Meng Chuyuan half-closed his eyes and looked at him without changing his expression, imitating his tone just now: "What should I do? Do you want to sit on my lap?"