Fortunately, Tang Wanwan's reaction was fast enough to pick up the phone the second Chen Suyuan asked the question.

Director Yu secretly nodded to show that he was satisfied with her performance.

The director did not shout cut, which made Chen Suyuan secretly heave a sigh of relief in her heart. She then continued to act.

"Oh? What do you mean? If Wushang isn't here to congratulate you, why is he here?" Mingyu asked in surprise.

"Wushang has something to ask Senior Brother." Mo Wushang said as she looked at the two people sitting at the head of the table.

"I wonder what it is?" The Princess glanced at Lin Ziya, who had an excited and happy expression, from the corner of her eyes, and asked in a slightly cold voice.

Mo Wushang was silent.

It was not convenient for her to know what she was asking about.

Because this was their business, their grudges.

She needed an explanation and an answer from him.

The promise he had made to her before, she needed a happy ending, even if both sides were injured.

"Is there anything I can't hear? Ziya is my husband, and I am his wife. We are husband and wife. The matter of my husband is my business. If Wushang is in trouble, just tell me. Don't worry."

Mo Wushang was still silent and did not answer.

Mingyu waited for a long time, but she did not hear her answer. Instead, she heard Lin Ziya's voice.

"Let's go out and talk." As she spoke, she got up and walked out, regardless of the princess's expression.

Mo Wushang also stood up and bowed to the Princess. Just as she was about to follow him out, she heard the Princess's angry shout, "Stop, what is it that you can't say in front of me? Why must you go outside?"

Seeing that Lin Ziya had stopped walking, Mo Wushang slowly turned around and looked at the furious princess with a gloomy face. She said coldly, "It's a private matter."

"Heh ~ Private matter? What private matter can you have?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Lin Ziya ignored her ridicule and replied forcefully.

Mo Wushang stood at the side expressionlessly, listening to their conversation without a single ripple in her heart.

"Wushang, let's go." Lin Ziya grabbed Mo Wushang's hand and walked out of the hall, ignoring the princess's shout behind him. "Stop, come back here."

When they arrived at the back garden, there was no one around. Mo Wushang forcefully broke free from his grip and looked at the person standing in front of her with bright eyes.

It had been a long time since Lin Ziya had seen her again, and he missed her dearly in his heart. He reached out his hand and pulled her into his embrace, hugging her tightly as he buried his head in her neck and took a deep breath.

It could be said that he was willing to marry the princess, or it could be said that he was forced to. No matter what, he had lost his promise to her.

"Wushang, I miss you so much." Mo Wushang wanted to push his hands away, but when she heard this, she stopped.

Why did he want to marry the Princess if he missed her? Was there something difficult to say?

"Why did you marry the Princess?" Mo Wushang suppressed the pain in her heart and asked.

"Wushang..." Lin Ziya let go of her and grabbed her shoulders. He looked straight at her with an extremely painful gaze and shouted in a low and sorrowful voice.

He wanted to tell her the reason, but he was afraid that if he told her, she would hate him even more.

He didn't want her to hate him.

Mo Wushang looked into his eyes, waiting for his answer.

However, she was disappointed. After waiting for a long time, she still could not get an explanation from him.

"Lin Ziya, I want to ask you, are you willing to marry the princess?"

"I..." Lin Ziya moved his lips, and just as he spat out a word, he was interrupted by a voice.

"He married me of his own free will." The princess walked out from behind the fake mountain and said.

Mo Wushang looked at the two of them, raised her hand and waved away the hands that were clasped on her shoulders. Her cold face was filled with self-mockery and mockery, but her heart had long since been replaced by anger.

"Lin Ziya, I, Mo Wushang, have always avenged every grievance and hate people who lie to me the most. Today, I have not received a reasonable answer to your promise to me, and when we meet in the future, you and I might be enemies. I, Mo Wushang, do not hate the heavens, nor do I hate the earth. I only hate myself for being blind, and I only blame myself for not being able to tell good from bad. I came here only to find an answer from you, and now it seems that I don't need to ask for it. "

"From now on, you walk your own path and I will walk my own path. We have nothing to do with each other anymore. Don't ever see each other again."

After Mo Wushang finished speaking, she left angrily.

Hearing her words, Lin Ziya felt as if a knife was twisting in his heart, and the pain was unbearable. Seeing her leave, he anxiously wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by Princess Mingyu.

After the filming of the scene, Tang Wanwan returned to Ms Ling's side, feeling a little tired. She was thinking about Shen Lyi's phone call.

"Young Master Shen called more than ten minutes ago," Ms Ling said as she handed her the phone.

"Okay." Tang Wanwan reached out and took it. She looked around and walked towards a place where there were fewer people.

After finding a quiet corner, Tang Wanwan leaned against the wall and called back.

As soon as Shen Lyi got off the plane, he called Tang Wanwan. When he heard Ms Ling say that she was still filming, he immediately gave her a few instructions and hung up the phone.

However, just as he reached the foot of the building and was about to enter, he received a call from Tang Wanwan. He reached into his pocket and took out his ringing phone.

Shen Lyi walked in as he answered the phone. His cold and hard face was filled with gentleness. He responded from time to time, and his eyes were filled with gentleness.

The receptionist looked at Shen Lyi, who was giving off a gentle aura, and walked past her. Her eyes were filled with love, and she stared at his imposing back for a long time.

As she watched them enter the elevator and the door closed, she saw a bright smile on his face, which almost made her faint.

Although all the employees in J-Y knew that he was married and had a cute son, no one could resist his charm.

When they came back half a year after they had disappeared a year ago, there was a rumor that he had been secretly married. At the time, a lot of people didn't believe it until, from time to time, they retired early or left their jobs to the vice president, and a few days later, people began to believe it.

In their minds, Shen Lyi was a workaholic who worked until the early hours of the morning every day. How could he be late and leave early?

However, that was the truth. Shen Lyi, who had disappeared for half a year, was not only late for work, but he also left early after work. From time to time, he would skip work and act as a hands-off manager. Their vice president had changed from a serious hands-off manager to a single dog who worked overtime every day.

Shen Lyi listened to the phone and answered softly. Zheng Yu lowered his head and stood to the side, trying his best to keep his presence low. He muttered in his heart, 'I can't hear, I don't know, I can't hear...'"

As a single man, he felt the need to stay away from this wave of dog food. He could feel the sweetness of their conversation on the telephone, a thousand miles away, and in this confined space he could only silently suggest that he could not hear or know anything.

He would feel full if he ate too much.

As soon as Tang Wanwan heard Shen Lyi's voice, the fatigue she had felt from filming earlier was instantly swept away. She chatted with him animatedly.

"Ding!" The elevator door opened and Shen Lyi walked out. Zheng Yu followed behind him with a nod.

"Did Mr. Shen go to the company or did he go home?" Tang Wanwan asked.

"The company has arrived," Shen Lyi said as he pushed open the door of the General Manager's office.

"Oh, then did I disturb you?" Tang Wanwan asked carefully. She knew that he had returned to the capital because he had something to do at the company. If she called him like this, she was afraid that she would disturb his work.