Chapter 1827 Honesty

Feng Yiping looked up, couldn't help blinking, and stood up, "Hey, why are you here?"

As he spoke, he looked toward the door, but it was firmly closed.

There was no one outside the door at this time, but there were still hurried footsteps in the corridor.

Wu Qian walked quickly to the elevator and finally breathed a sigh of relief. I can't stop her anymore, she said in her heart.

She decided that she would travel far away during holidays like this in the future, otherwise, something like this would inevitably happen.

Thinking of Fang Yingzhi's strange look when she looked at her just now, and thinking of Huang Jingping's possible reaction after knowing this, or Jin Ling's possible reaction after knowing this, Wu Qian was helpless. What can I do?

Can I stop this?

"I've been here for a few days," said Mallika Sarawat, who was wearing a white dress and looking a little whiter.

She had been here for a few days, and her eyes were full of smiles, "I just didn't expect you to be ready to go to work so early, oh by the way,"

She cleared her throat, "Happy New Year, I wish you a happy New Year!"

It's actually pretty standard Mandarin.

Thinking about it, she must have worked hard for these few words.

"Happy New Year, please take a seat." Feng Yiping wanted to take out a red envelope, but he didn't have it in his clothes.

"Please have tea," Feng Yiping poured him a cup of tea and rubbed his temples with one hand, "Are we going to start promoting now?"

Mallika's business related to China was the movie "The Myth", but he remembered that it was supposed to be released around the National Day holiday. It seemed a little early to promote it now.

"It's not for work, I just made a special trip to see you," Marika stared at Feng Yiping and said without hesitation, "I knew you would definitely come here after the Spring Festival, but I didn't expect it to be so early. "

The heat in that look!

Feng Yiping lowered his head, picked up the tea and took a sip, "Thank you!"

Only in this aspect, he has still made little progress after so many years.

"Didn't you drink again at noon? Then don't drink tea." She was also familiar with Feng Yiping's style of doing things. She did not continue to press forward, but took the tea cup from Feng Yiping's hand naturally, "There is honey. ?"

It seems that she also knows a lot about these things.

Well, it’s not surprising. When it comes to knowing how to relieve a hangover, or how to stop drinking, female celebrities are probably the best at it.

"It's okay, I didn't drink much at lunch, and I don't really like that sweet taste,"

There must be some honey here, probably from Jin Ling.

"That's it," Marika immediately floated behind Feng Yiping, "Let me give you a massage."

While she was talking, she put her hand on Feng Yiping's head and moved it a few times. Not to mention, it seemed like there were really two blows. The strength was good and the technique was appropriate. It was really comfortable.

"Oh, thank you," Feng Yiping said as he raised his head.

Then he closed his eyes calmly, "Which is the biggest festival in India?"

From the angle just now, what was more eye-catching than her smiling face was the waves on her chest.

"Of course it's Diwali," Mallika said. "On the last day of every year in our Hindu calendar, Indian families all over the world light candles or oil lamps that symbolize light and happiness,"

"Really?" Feng Yiping couldn't relax at all when he heard the answer he knew.

Although the sofa was very high, he deliberately sat down so that his head would not rest on Marika, but even so, he could clearly feel Marika's body temperature and the close fragrance.

For Feng Yiping, who had been "single" for a while, such a warm fragrance, especially after he drank a little bit of wine, was really tempting.

"Better, thank you," he said, not being so close was not a good idea.

"Really?" Marika pressed a few more times, "Do you have very important work today? After knowing you arrived, I wanted to come to see you, but I was stopped by Miss Wu."

This Wu Qian didn't even inform herself.

However, thinking about how she has been making non-stop arrangements since she arrived here today, Wu Qian must not want to bother herself with such things for the time being, or in other words, Wu Qian feels that it is not easy to say such things.

"Yes, today is quite busy,"

"I'm actually quite curious about how you talk about work," Marika sat down beside Feng Yiping.

She sat not quite upright, very relaxed, but still very elegant and graceful, worthy of being a professional.

Feng Yiping leaned to the side of the sofa, "It's no different from usual, for example, from now,"

"No," Marika shook her head, "You should have been more handsome and charming back then than you are now."

This compliment can be said to be quite straightforward, but Feng Yiping still felt that it was somewhat useful.

However, all men should find it helpful when faced with such compliments from such a beautiful woman.

"Thank you, as beautiful as you always are,"

The smile on Marika's face became sweeter, "Really?"

Her watery eyes glanced at Feng Yiping. As the waves of light circulated, Feng Yiping felt a little flustered.

The most difficult thing for us to resist is that kind of pure and naturally charming eyes, just like Marika's now.

But thinking about how this would happen in Silicon Valley, he asked, "I have a question, but I don't know if this will invade your privacy."

Marika frowned slightly. Women seemed to have a sixth sense in this regard. She had a high probability of determining what Feng Yiping would ask next.

"It doesn't matter, you asked,"

Feng Yiping still asked, "A girl as beautiful as you must have many suitors,"

Marika's expression was a little strange at this time. A smile appeared on her face at first, but the smile immediately dimmed, her head lowered, and she no longer looked happy as before.

Such a reaction? Could it be that her first love, or someone she once loved, had an incurable disease just like in Korean movies?

Feng Yiping quickly said, "I'm sorry!"

Marika shook her head and put her hand under her nose, "No, it's okay,"

She had many fixed routines to deal with such problems.

Because as a star, she often answers similar questions, which is why she started laughing.

However, she didn't want to hide it in front of Feng Yiping.

"When I was young, there was someone like him who liked me, and I also liked him." She looked out the window as if recalling, and then asked a question, "Feng, do you have that kind of experience? You just didn't say anything." , She didn’t say anything, and you didn’t do anything, but you still understand her thoughts?”

Feng Yiping really has this.

Zhang Yan!

He nodded, "I think I can understand the feeling,"

"I knew you could understand," Marika glanced at him, "But after I became a movie actor and gained some fame, the situation changed in ways I couldn't imagine. The two of them seemed to be estranged all of a sudden. stand up,"

"You should have a deep understanding of the impact of changes in income or status," she asked again.

Feng Yiping nodded again.

This, of course, exists.

"Some things are inevitable," he said.

"Later on, I no longer had the time to spend on these things," Marika couldn't hide her sadness.

"Now, of course there will be suitors, but the purpose they pursue is too complicated. I don't want to distinguish, so I don't bother to pay attention to it."

This is also where some female stars find themselves in trouble.

If you really have the idea of ​​marrying into a rich family, it would be easy, just pick the most reputable person in the family, and then try to find a way to make the head of the wealthy family accept you.

But in India, wealthy families never marry female celebrities.

Of course, it is inevitable for the first or second generation of Indian wealthy families to pursue female celebrities, but their purpose is the same as Sima Zhao's, and everyone on the road knows it.

A female star who is a bit pursuing will probably not accept such pursuit.

"Having been in our circle for a long time, I sometimes wonder, is there anyone in this world who is truly worthy of trust?"

Feng Yiping couldn't answer this.

"Also, you should know that in the movie I made last year, in India, there was not even a kissing scene in the movie, so you can imagine my image in the minds of many people in India now,"

The movie she was talking about was, of course, "The Grudge". In India, it should be similar to our level three movies.

Seeing the moisture in her eyes, Feng Yiping quickly took out a few pieces of paper and handed them over.

What a fuss!