Shengyu

When Ni Huan arrived at the artist's lounge, Luo Xin was still on the way, so Yu Mo first played the source of the sound to Ni Huan several times.

The song Ni Huan and Luo Xin are going to work together has been popular on a certain app for a long time, and Ni Huan can hear this song occasionally by browsing videos.

There is basically no need to learn how to learn it, just talk to Luo Xin and just talk to the lyrics.

Ni Huan took off his headset, tidied up the confused hair in his ears, strolled to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked down. The whole city was covered with flashing lights.

She leaned closer to the glass and breathed a lightly. A hazy mist quickly condensed on it. Ni Huan stretched out her finger to draw a smiling face on the glass.

A few seconds later, she wiped it away ruthlessly again.

When Chen Zhiyan entered the door, he saw such a picture.

Ni Huan was almost stuck to the glass, and she was wearing casual clothes today and tied her ponytail. At first glance, she looked like a student who was punished by a teacher in high school and thought about her.

The man's dark brown pupils were stained with a light warmth, and then he looked like he was doing business and knocked on the door with his knuckles.

Ni Huan thought it was Luo Xin who came, so she quickly turned around.

The man is tall and has a pocket with one hand and still keeps knocking on the door with his other hand.

Although his expression was cold and abstinent, it did not affect his bewitching beauty in the world, and always exuded a sense of nobility that cannot be blasphemed.

Even though Ni Huan followed Chen Zhiyan for two years, she had done anything intimate with him.

But facing Chen Zhiyan like this, Ni Huan would occasionally feel for no reason, and she and Shen Zhiyan were very far away.

Not the body, but the mind.

Apart from the matter about Ye Yinyin, Ni Huan knew almost nothing about Chen Zhiyan.

He is like a snow lotus on the top of a snow-capped mountain. People have heard, seen, and talked about it, but no one can really touch him.

The woman's eyes were unconcealed and her smart eyes were slid and rolling, as if she was brewing some bad idea.

Chen Zhiyan took back his arm. He found that since Ni Huan had a fight with him last time, her courage has become increasingly stronger and she no longer deliberately liked him like before, and occasionally instructed him to do things.

The hidden sharp minions finally couldn't help but show them and slowly tempted him.

Chen Zhiyan spoke indifferently: "What are you doing while standing stupid? Are you here to rehearse the show? Not yet?"

Ni Huan waved away the miscellaneous thoughts in her mind and thought about how much she did. No matter how powerful Chen Zhiyan was, she would still peel the shrimp shells for herself just now.

She looked at her phone at 7 o'clock in the evening.

"Luo Xin has delayed something and will not arrive later."

Chen Zhiyan pondered for a moment when he heard this, and opened his lips and said, "I will go abroad in the past two days."

Ni Huan paused towards him, and then the man's low voice came into his ears.

“The plane tonight.”

Ni Huan's first reaction was that Chen Zhiyan was on a business trip, but after two seconds, she felt something was wrong.

The things she has forgotten and ignored have been woven into a big net.

At this time two years ago... Chen Zhiyan didn't look for him often, so she didn't know his itinerary.

But last year... Chen Zhiyan seemed to have gone abroad at this time.

In an instant, Ni Huan thought of something, and her heart suddenly became as bright as a mirror.

She asked, "How many days are you going?"

Chen Zhiyan: "Three days."

Ni Huan asked tentatively again: "Do you go to the United States or...?"

The man quickly replied: "Paris."

Ni Huan's fingers clenched and loosened, her nails pinched the soft flesh in her palms. Her face was slightly cold, afraid that Chen Zhiyan would see it, so she stepped forward and hugged him, buried her face in his arms, "Why is it so sudden...when is the plane?"

Chen Zhiyan patted her shoulder with one hand and hooked her waist with the other.

"At nine o'clock, Jing Ming will take me to the airport. You can drive my car back to Yulanting later."

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It was already half past eight when Luo Xin arrived.

She came from the crew and had no time to change her clothes. She took off her coat and was dressed in a dance suit.

Luo Xin is the most famous flower in the circle, and the name of "cold beauty" is not groundless. It is said that when I was filming, a playboy rich second generation chased Luo Xin in a high-profile and low-key manner for half a year, but she couldn't get a word from her.

Luo Xin is very thin, has a slender neck, and has clear eyebrows and eyes. She is a standard oriental beauty.

Because I was in a hurry, my fair cheeks were slightly red and my breath was slightly unstable.

"Sorry, there were a few scenes that took time off."

Ni Huan was thinking about it alone.

When she saw Luo Xin coming in, the tip of her nose seemed to be frozen red, she stood up and poured a cup of hot water for Luo Xin.

Let Luo Xin sit down first.

"It's okay, don't worry, take a break first."

Luo Xin took the paper cup, and the scorching temperature warmed her slightly cool fingertips through the paper cup. She smiled faintly and looked slightly relaxed.

Yu Mo and Luo Xin's agent discussed tomorrow's party in the room next to him, and Ni Huan and Luo Xin were the two of them in the room.

Ni Huan tilted his head and looked at Luo Xin for a while, took a sip of water, "Can you bear it if you work so hard?"

Luo Xin looked at Ni Huan and replied: "After the past two years of work, I will save enough money, and I will withdraw from the circle and will not get tired of my health."

Ni Huan nodded thoughtfully.

This is the same as she thought.

After rehearsing the song, it’s almost ten o’clock.

Ni Huan drove Chen Zhiyan's Bentley slowly on the brightly lit city streets.

The temperature dropped sharply tonight, and the wind blew. The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and Ni Huan drove absent-mindedly.

Tomorrow's Double Eleven, the day after tomorrow the 12th.

November 12th.

Ye Yinyin’s birthday.
Chapter completed!