The corridors of Yunwa Tea House are quiet and elegantly decorated.

When you come out of the box, you can see a landscape painting with a simple style, with bamboo forests and distant mountains, indifferent and quiet.

Ning Wujia took a deep breath, and was about to say something to persuade Qi Yanchen.

A gentle female voice sounded, "Yanchen, long time no see."

Ning Wujia turned her head and saw Li Wen in a white dress.

Hearing the voice, Qi Yanchen almost glanced at Li Wen, and replied alienatedly, "En."

Ning Wujia looked at Qi Yanchen with a smile on his face.

Qi Yanchen lifted the end of his eyes, and glanced at Ning Wujia, his eyes were cold and cold.

Ning Wujia understood immediately, he was not familiar with this one at all.

The entertainment industry is like this. When you are popular, you are surrounded by friends, and everyone comes to say hello when they see you.

And for someone like Qi Yanchen who has always been at the top of the cloud, he has countless "friends".

Li Wen was a little embarrassed, watching Qi Yanchen through the screen before, she felt that he was different from before.

But face to face, she felt more clearly, he has changed a lot.

Seven years ago, when he was 20 years old, he could only be regarded as clean and self-conscious, deliberately keeping a distance from female artists.

But now, he almost instinctively exudes a noble and indifferent aura, which makes people dare not approach him.

It seemed that some important change had happened to him, but it was elusive.

Li Wen's face turned pale in an instant, and she turned her head to look at Ning Wujia, "Yanchen's character is still so cold, this is Director Ning, hello."

Li Wen held out her hand.

Ning Wujia was not the kind of person who was cold and cold, so he shook his hand lightly and responded politely: "Hello."

Li Wen smiled peacefully, "Director Ning, I..."

Qi Yanchen interrupted Li Wen's words in a cold voice, "You talk."

After the words fell, the superior long legs stepped forward and walked forward.

Ning Wujia didn't know Li Wen at all, so she quickly followed behind Qi Yanchen, "Hey, wait for me, I don't know her, so what's the deal with her?"

Li Wen: "..."

What, even she doesn't know it!

Li Wen looked at Qi Yanchen's back and stomped her feet angrily.

However, her eyes flashed at this time, and she saw that Qi Yanchen was wearing more than just a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist.

Li Wen's eyes flickered slightly, and she immediately took out her phone to take a photo.

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PARKING LOT.

As soon as the tall man stooped to get into the nanny's car, the assistant Nan Zhibai said eagerly, "Brother, my wife has been scolded on the trending list."

Qi Yanchen's expression changed slightly when he heard the words, and he said in a cold voice, "Didn't I ask you to deal with it?"

Sitting in the back seat, the man took out his mobile phone with his knuckles, and glanced at Weibo, his cold eyes gradually turned cold.

Nan Zhibai lowered his head, "It was too late for us to deal with it. Too many media posted it. The main reason is that the sentence my wife said was so explosive that it directly rushed to the top of the trending search. If it is forcibly removed, I'm afraid it will be wrong. The wife is even more disadvantaged."

Qi Yanchen's eyelashes drooped slightly, leaving a small shadow on his eyelids, and he lightly twisted the Buddhist beads on his wrist with his long fingers.

Nan Zhibai was one of the few people who knew that Qi Yanchen was married. When he first found out, he was so shocked that he didn't sleep for three days.

He has followed Qi Yanchen since his debut, and later Qi Yanchen focused on managing the company, and he was still the assistant.

He always thought that his boss would be alone for the rest of his life.

Unexpectedly, one day I suddenly told him to find a lady's bag.

He was shocked at the time, thinking that his boss had just gotten the hang of it and fell in love with some woman and wanted to start pursuing him.

He asked casually, "Who is it for?"

He still can't forget the three words that Qi Yanchen said in a calm tone that day, "My wife."

Of course, he didn't dare to ask more about the boss, and then he started to help his wife buy various things.

But he also saw that his boss probably didn't care much about that wife, anyway, he only spent money and never brought it out.

So he has never seen Mrs. Qi.

Backstage until today, he saw Qi Yanchen and Lin Zhiyang greet each other first.

This makes him very strange.

Qi Yanchen had never taken the initiative to talk to any female artist, and he was slandering whether Lin Zhiyang was too beautiful, and that pounce made Qi Yanchen tempted.

Then he saw Qi Yanchen took off Lin Zhiyang's hair rope and put it on his wrist, his brows were wrinkled into the word Chuan.

He asked where no one was around, "Brother, what are you..." Want to tie your hair?

Without saying anything later, Qi Yanchen looked at him coldly, "Let's deal with what happened on the red carpet just now, and let the media not expose it."

Nan Zhibai blinked, "Why? That little entertainer seems to have bad intentions, and even teased you."

Then, he heard Qi Yanchen say in a deep voice: "Sex between husband and wife."

Nan Zhibai: "..."

Things developed like this, no one expected.

Qi Yanchen's clear finger bones tapped on his knees, he looked out of the window, his black pupils were bottomless, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

…………

The No. [-] villa area in the middle of the mountain is a wealthy area in the entire Beijing Sea.

It's not surprising that Xia Lan knew that Lin Zhiyang lived here.

Because she was born with a kind of pride and the temperament of a wealthy young lady.

Sometimes she works hard for two months, and her salary is not worth a handbag, but she still works hard.

At first, she thought she was some wealthy little princess chasing her dream in the entertainment industry.

It was later learned that her father passed away and left her a legacy.

The car stopped, and Xia Lan didn't get out of the car, she just said: "You must think of a way when you go back, whether you can continue to stay in the entertainment industry depends on whether you can let Qi Yanchen help you say something on Weibo .”

Lin Zhiyang smiled and gave Xia Lan an OK gesture, but the corners of his lips straightened the moment he turned around.

Can he agree?

And she once told him that she would never borrow his background and his strength when she entered the entertainment circle, and now she asked him to post on Weibo!

Ahhhhh!What a shame!

Lin Zhiyang's red lips parted slightly, and he let out a long sigh.

But face is more important than these two years of hard work?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyang clenched his fists.

no!She has to give it a try.

Stepping into the living room, Lin Zhiyang kicked off the high heels on his feet, and stepped on a pair of pink plush slippers on his fair and tender ankles.

She looked around the black and white minimalist living room.

No one was seen.

He often sleeps in the company when he is busy, and he doesn't know if he will come back tonight.

Lin Zhiyang took out his mobile phone to send Qi Yanchen a wechat while walking to the second floor.

Qi Yanchen's WeChat avatar is the string of black prayer beads with unreadable Sanskrit in his hand. It looks very pure and ascetic, making people have no interest in chatting with him.

The slender jade finger moved on the phone screen to open the chat interface.

The chat between the two of them was still stuck in the shopping agent picture she sent him a month and a half ago.

Many bags and jewelry cannot be bought in China, so she had to ask him to buy them abroad.

Every time I send it, he will reply with "received", especially like a real purchasing agent!

The live-in aunt, Aunt Zhang, greeted her, "Ma'am, do you want to have dinner?"

Lin Zhiyang shook his head, "No need."

Lin Zhiyang didn't seem very emotional.

Aunt Zhang said "Sir is back too" stuck in her throat and did not say it.

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