Addicted to My Contract-Marriage Husband

Chapter 310: Chapter 310: Going to Pop Balloons

Wei Zhouchen blinked his eyes, "Is... is this your beloved brother?"

He couldn’t help but speak up to confirm.

Jiang Mian curved her lips into a smile, took the initiative to hook Fu Sichen’s arm, and leaned on it, "My husband."

!!!!

"Holy shit..."

A myriad of images flashed through Wei Zhouchen’s brain.

Husband?!!

This is your husband?!!!

Wait, I need to process this.

Wei Zhouchen looked around at the other people’s calm faces with even greater surprise, "Aren’t you guys... surprised or curious??" noveldrama

It’s just him who seems like a lunatic.

Laughter gradually began to spread from within the crowd.

They had already got over the shock.

They had personally witnessed President Fu’s frantic behavior during the earthquake, calling her his wife again and again.

And Jiang Mian’s demeanor.

But they had all signed confidentiality agreements, and such matters had to remain secret until they went public.

Wei Zhouchen, who had come in as a substitute, was the only one here who didn’t know.

"Let’s go."

To where??

Fu Sichen lightly grazed Jiang Mian’s nose, "To shoot balloons."

Jiang Mian’s eyes lit up; she waved toward Ming Lang, "Then Director Ming, we’ll take our leave first. See you later."

After the wrap, Ming Lang watched the couple leave and then, mercilessly, picked up the loudspeaker—

"Everyone get ready, let’s do this scene in one go!"

The rest are the various scenes that Wei Zhouchen had to reshoot.

Before leaving, Jiang Mian put a mask and hat on Fu Sichen to prevent any messy photos and videos from leaking.

She herself was not disguising at all anymore.

"Boss, I’m back again."

The boss was all too familiar with Jiang Mian’s face; aside from being beautiful, her impression from the last time was indeed very deep.

His gaze shifted to Fu Sichen, "Your boyfriend?"

"My husband."

The corners of Fu Sichen’s lips curved up subtly behind his mask.

"Boss, today he will take my place, and he’s really skilled..."

Before Jiang Mian could finish speaking, a loud "bang!" rang in the air.

A balloon was hit.

The boss praised, "Not bad, young man. I hope for your next..."

Another "bang!" followed quickly.

After five balloons had been hit in a row, the boss dared not make jokes.

This young man was different from the young lady; he had genuine skill.

Ten bullets, all on target.

Jiang Mian happily took the plush toy that the boss handed over, the little fox she had refused last time.

"Wow!!!"

Her eyes suddenly landed on a larger wolf, "That one looks so cool."

Before Jiang Mian’s words could drop—

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Three balloons exploded in succession.

The sound of the air bursting like fireworks, another ten balloons all hit.

The boss passed the little wolf to Jiang Mian, and couldn’t help but ask curiously, "Young lady, what does your boyfriend do?"

He has been shooting for so many years; such precise technique and high accuracy rate, he must be quite familiar with guns regularly.

"Oh, him? He’s in charge of making money so I can splurge."

A smile flickered in Fu Sichen’s deep black eyes as his gaze caught sight of a white Persian cat in the corner, "Boss, that one, I’ll take it."

Before the boss could react, another round of shots fired: "Bang, bang, bang!"

All hits!!

The boss wiped the sweat from his forehead and handed over the Persian cat to Fu Sichen, "Whatever you guys want, just tell me; I might as well give it directly to you."

His job of setting up balloons wasn’t easy, and since they were all going to be hit anyway, he might as well give them away.