Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

After An Ting was finalized, Jin Jiaxun presented a large bouquet of narcissus lilies to An Ting. The meaning of narcissus lilies is hope and expectation. Jin Jiaxun hoped that An Ting's career would start here, and then the future would be prosperous.

An Ting took the narcissus lily handed to him by Jin Jiaxun. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Jin."

"You have improved a lot. I believe you will receive more good scripts in the future. I look forward to our next cooperation."

"I will work hard, and I also hope that Brother Jin can win another Best Actor Award with this movie."

"Lend your auspicious words."

After An Ting packed up his things and returned to the hotel from the set, he received a call from his agent Xi Man, saying that Chi Shu's personal theme song had been produced and could now be listened to online.

"Not long after this song was released, many people listened to it, and the comments were all good. They praised you for singing beautifully."

"Really? That's okay. I was worried that many people would make fun of me for singing poorly."

"No, by the way, you have a good rest these days. There are no scripts for you yet, but don't worry, I will try my best to help you get a good script from the company."

"Thank you, Brother Man."

After hanging up Xi Man's call, An Ting received another call from Murong Sheng. Murong Sheng knew that An Ting was wrapping up today, so he booked an entire Western restaurant just to celebrate An Ting.

An Ting dressed up and came to the restaurant where Murong Sheng had ordered. When An Ting walked into the restaurant, she saw that the entire restaurant was covered with balloons, all of them pink. It made a girl's heart burst.

An Ting looked down at his suit, straightened his collar, and then calmly walked to sit opposite Murong Sheng.

"Mr. An, I wonder if you are satisfied with my preparation?"

"Fortunately, you are quite girly. I didn't expect that Mr. Murong, you also have a girly side."

Murong Sheng cut the steak and brought it to An Ting. He said, "The steak made by this chef is very good. Try it."

An Ting picked up his fork and stabbed a small piece of beef. The beef was rich in black pepper juice and tasted very tender, so he didn't need to chew hard.

"This chef's cooking skills are really good."

"As long as you like it, I'm worried that you won't like it."

After dinner, Murong Sheng handed a framed painting to An Ting and said, "Can you unpack this painting when you go back?"

"What painting is it?"

"You'll know when you take it apart."

"If it's a very expensive painting, I think..."

"What is priceless to me may be cheap to you."

Murong Sheng's words were so confusing that An Ting was really unpredictable for a while.

Murong Sheng wiped his hands with a wet wipe, then stood up, picked up his suit jacket and put it on An Ting. He asked gently: "Do you want to go shopping or go back to the hotel directly?"

An Ting looked at the street scene outside the window. He remembered that he had not visited the night market here much, so he proposed to visit the night market. He was worried that Murong Sheng would not agree, so he said: "If it is inconvenient for you, I can do it myself." Go shopping, after all you are a famous person, it is easy for you to attract onlookers when you walk on the street."

Murong Sheng took An Ting's hand directly when he wasn't paying attention, "I'm happy to accompany you, as long as you are willing."

An Ting wanted to take his hand away from Murong Sheng's, but Murong Sheng refused to let go.

"Mr. Murong, do you want to go shopping with me like this?"

"I do, but if you don't want to, then I will stay by your side obediently."

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Murong Sheng's long silver hair easily attracted the attention of passers-by when he was walking in the night market, but fortunately, everyone only glanced at him from afar and did not come forward or make any comments.

An Ting is just an [-]th-tier actor, still unknown, so he doesn't attract the public's attention when he walks on the street.

An Ting glanced at Murong Sheng beside him. Even though Murong Sheng was walking in the night market filled with fireworks, his aura of "coming out of the mud but not stained" was still incompatible with the entire night market.

"Mr. Murong, have you visited the night market?"

Murong Sheng shook his head, "No."

"Do you feel uncomfortable now?"

"No, I am willing to accept your living habits. I am not a god or an inhuman being. I just haven't found anyone to go shopping with me."

An Ting pinched his chin. He remembered the novel about tyrants he had read before, and asked curiously: "The novels say that tyrants like you not only have severe mysophobia, but also have the problem of not being able to eat randomly. , otherwise you will easily be hospitalized for stomach problems, Mr. Murong, are you such a tyrant?"

"You're talking about tyrants in romance novels. I only read tyrant novels with two male protagonists."

An Ting blinked, "So... you already knew that you liked a boy?"

"No, I didn't know whether I liked boys or girls before I met you. When I read this kind of book before, there seemed to be a voice in my heart reminding me, asking me to read more about the details of the movements in it, and then learn from it. Maybe it will be used in the future.”

"Cough cough."

Murong Sheng looked at An Ting's blushing face and said with a smile: "I think we are destined. God gave me a wake-up call early so that I wouldn't be too stupid after meeting you."

Murong Sheng approached An Ting and asked softly in his ear: "For example, I learned that kiss from a book. What do you think of my kissing skills?"