Chapter 2353
Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire
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To put it nicely, Michelle was a small-time actress. To put it more realistically, she was just an extra on set. Big stars and even small stars didnât even care about small roles. It was already ecstatic to be able to get a line and a face in a show. After all these years on set, it wasnât like she didnât have any opportunities to make a fortune. The directors, producers, and small set photographers had all kinds of âhintsâ to this girl born after 1995 with a curvaceous figure. This was because this beautiful girl had her own pride and persistence. She just didnât like the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry.
Had he wavered? To be able to give up the opportunity of being the female lead to a woman who had just come out of the directorâs room, whose looks and acting skills were not as good as his, only he could understand the grievance in his heart. Even so, after a moment of wavering, he still held on to his original heart. It couldnât be helped. She, Michelle, was just that proud and aloof.
âI wonât bend my back for five buckets of rice!â Michelle shouted at the river and shook her can of beer. It was empty. He struggled to throw the last can of beer into the river.
She stood up shakily. She had sat for too long and her legs were numb. After two cans of beer, he felt a little dizzy and didnât know if he could still drive back. She had been driving this car for five to six years. Eh, where did she Park this old buddy?
Michelle looked around. She didnât see her car, but she saw the sign of a bar. It wasnât a big bar on the corner of the street. It blinked its eyes quietly, as if it was calling for Michelle. The night wind by the river started to cool. Michelle shook her head and walked straight to the bar. He recalled the time in the afternoon when Lyn Amie had touched him. His hands were like snakes crawling all over his face, and he felt like he was about to throw up. When did he end up in such a state? Any Tom, Dick, or Harry would want to take advantage of this place. Michelle felt that if she didnât get herself drunk, she wouldnât be able to fall asleep tonight.
The barâs front was not big, but the interior decoration was quite elegant. There was only one musician playing the saxophone in the pool, playing an old tune that came home. The more unknown a person was, the more they could focus on their skills. Unfortunately, talent was not what this world valued. Michelle looked at the musician with appreciation and sympathy, and perhaps even a little encouragement.
The music played quietly. Michelle listened at the door for a while before walking in. There was a customer at the bar.
âA glass of Blue Monday,â Mi Xue âer said.
âA depressed Monday.â The customer beside the bar counter suddenly said and gestured to Michelle.
Michelleâs lips twitched.
Ha, this man was quite handsome, especially with his dejected face. It added a bit of deep melancholy to him, which was very interesting.
Michelle savored the wine and wasnât in a hurry to get herself drunk. The table stool turned around and looked at this good-looking man with an undisguised admiration.âIf she wanted to have a one-night stand, she didnât mind it being with him. Unfortunately, this man was immersed in his own thoughts. After that opening remark, he didnât say anything else. He only forced himself to drink cup after cup. He was completely unromantic.
Michelle sighed. She didnât care if others came to her door. She wanted to offer herself to them, but they werenât interested. Looking at his drinking posture, he was also someone who wanted to get himself drunk when he encountered something sad. She couldnât help but sympathize with this man. Fortunately, although he drank in a hurry, his posture was not considered ugly. Michelle happily took small bites of it, and her mood slowly brightened. As expected, if you want to be in a good mood, you need a beautiful man and good wine.
Unfortunately, before Michelle could finish her glass of wine, the beautiful man was already drunk and lying on the bar counter.
âMr. Ye, Mr. Ye?â The bartender called out a few times, but ye Changqing still didnât respond.
âYou know each other?â Mi Xue âer asked the bartender curiously.
âMr. Ye is a regular. He hasnât come for a long time, but he drank so much the moment he came.â The bartender explained.
âIf sheâs not heartbroken, then sheâs not doing well at work.â Michelle said after thinking about it.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The bartender laughed at once, then worriedly said,ââWhy would I go? It was time to close the store. I have something to do today, so I have to close early. â
âIâll send him off. â Michelle smiled awkwardly after she finished speaking. She didnât know him, but she felt that it was strange that he was rushing to send a drunk stranger to her. âThank you,â the bartender heaved a sigh of relief.âI just donât know where Mr. Ye lives.â
Mi Xue âer was stunned. She shook ye Changqing unceremoniously.âHey, where do you live? Hey! Hey!â The bartender was dumbfounded.âThis woman wonât pick up the body, will she ...? What are you thinking? Mr. Ye is a man. Even if she picks up the body, Mr. Ye wonât lose anything.â With that thought, he felt at ease and could kick the ball out.
âHome?â Ye Changqing was dazed by the shaking. He picked himself up in a daze and gave an address.
Michelle went out to find her own car. The bartender helped the 1.8-meter-tall man into the car. Michelle was extremely regretful. Why was she so kind? Are you looking for trouble? A man had a good figure. He looked good when he was sober, but he didnât look good when he was drunk. She glanced at the rearview mirror and thought,âeh, not bad. Itâs an advantage to be good-looking. Itâs pleasing to the eye even when drunk.â
Ye Changqing was drunk on the back seat of the car, mumbling some âsongâ in a daze. Michelle was focused on driving and didnât hear him clearly, so she played a song to satisfy the manâs wish. However, she did not expect that the man would fall asleep after listening to her. He actually got up and vomited. After vomiting, she lay down and fell asleep with a frown.
Really no class! Sure enough, no matter how good-looking a man was, he would be detested when he was drunk! Michelle pinched her nose and used a tissue to wipe the vomit on the car. She mumbled and cursed the manâs ancestors. It was rare for him to be so kind, but he had encountered such a big problem. He really wanted to just throw the car away. He was dressed quite well. Although the clothes were not eye-catching, the quality and workmanship were excellent, and the watch on his wrist looked quite expensive. Forget it, when this man wakes up, Iâll make it up to him.
As soon as they entered the neighborhood, Michelle couldnât help but click her tongue. Oh my God, this neighborhood is so luxurious. A luxury apartment.âIf I donât extort him, Iâll be letting down my hard work!â Mi Xue âer dragged ye Changqing out of the car with all her might as she panted and nagged. The man couldnât even stand steadily, and all the pressure was on Michelleâs shoulders. Michelle felt that she could be crushed to death at any moment. She half-dragged and half-dragged the man into the elevator and threw him on the ground as soon as she entered. He also sat down and gasped for breath.
When the security guard saw this scene from the surveillance camera, he was so surprised that his mouth was wide open. It should be known that the people who lived in this community were all well-known people. This was the first time he had seen someone who did not pay attention to his image. He was obviously drunk. When drunk, no matter how well-dressed a person was, he was nothing more than this.