After going crazy, I traveled through time and became a top figure in the entertainment industry

Yan Qingluo pouted, "Mother-in-law... By the way, Zhou Zhen came here today and told me to stop drinking chicken soup. Look," Yan Qingluo pulled his cheek in the video, "The screen is framed Can’t stand anymore.”

"Zhou Zhen? Has he been here these days?" Xue Chengyou felt a little unhappy and frowned.

Yan Qingluo nodded, "Yes, and your sister Wei Xue'er, she clearly doesn't want to come see me, but she still pesters Zhou Zhen every day, it's funny even thinking about it!"

Xue Chengyou's eyebrows stretched, "Well, okay..."

Just as she was about to hang up the phone, An Huilin suddenly came over, "Brother Chengyou, who are you video chatting with?"

Xue Chengyou looked at An Huilin and Black Peony who followed him, deliberately placed the phone at an angle where they could see the screen, and asked Yan Qingluo, "Did you miss me?"

"Ha!?" What the hell is Xue Chengyou saying suddenly? Who is next to him? acting?

I heard Xue Chengyou ask again, "Did you miss me?"

Yan Qingluo's cheeks turned red. Although Xue Chengyou was probably using her to make An Huilin angry, Yan Qingluo still whispered: "Yes, a little."

"Only a little?" Xue Chengyou raised the corners of his mouth, but his tone was urging Yan Qingluo.

"Ahem, not much. Just a little!" Yan Qingluo snorted and hung up the video.

Is this... shy?

This realization made Xue Chengyou a little excited. When he put away the phone, he couldn't hold back the smile on his lips.

An Huilin took a deep breath to calm herself down.

Brother Chengyou is only temporarily interested in this Yan Qingluo, it’s just a short-term choice!

Black Peony tutted at the side, "It seems that today is not the time. If we are destined to meet again next time, little handsome boy."

With that said, he twisted his plump body and left.

An Huilin gritted her teeth and stayed with Xue Chengyou throughout the entire dinner. Almost everyone who met the two people agreed that they were a couple.

In the end, An Huilin's cheeks turned red and she almost fell down on Xue Chengyou.

The aroma of wine overflows from his body, and his body is warm and soft. If it were anyone else, he would have been unable to control himself.

But Xue Chengyou has not had close contact with An Huilin for so many years. He has long been immune to such a level of contact, and besides, he doesn't want to stay with An Huilin anymore.

"Brother Chengyou, you, please take me home, okay?" An Huilin fell into Xue Chengyou's arms, her nasal voice sticky.

Yan Qingluo felt her wet and hot breath spraying on his chest. He tightened his hands holding her and whispered: "Where is your driver?"

"No, there is no driver. I came here by myself. Don't you care about me at all?" An Huilin looked as frustrated as a little girl. Xue Chengyou recalled many years ago, his heart softened, and he put An Huilin into his car.

Xu Weishu in the cab said with a vague reminder: "President...at this time..."

Aren't you afraid of giving someone away? Are you going to never come back?

"Send her back and drive."

"……OK."

When Xue Chengyou asked Xu Weishu to help An Huilin into the villa, An Huilin resisted in every possible way and clung to Xue Chengyou. She didn't know where she got the strength and couldn't pull him down at all.

Xue Chengyou had no choice but to carry her out by himself.

Leaning close to Xue Chengyou's arms, An Huilin smiled silly, "Brother Chengyou, do you still remember? When we were young, we often went out to play together. Sometimes when we were tired from playing, you would carry me back like this."

"Why can't we go back to that time? Brother Chengyou?"

As she spoke, An Huilin's laughter gradually turned into tears, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have gone abroad at that time."

"I know you have been waiting for me for so long. I thought you would always wait for me...but you..."

Xue Chengyou stopped and finally couldn't help but remind in a low voice, "An Huilin, you have to remember that you are the first to let go. The past is in the past, and you will always be my sister."

"What sister...I'm not..."

"Okay, we're here."

An Huilin couldn't help but explain, Xue Chengyou handed An Huilin to the nanny and walked back.

Along the way, Xu Weishu saw Xue Chengyou smoking in the rearview mirror.

Hasn’t the CEO quit smoking for a long time?

After taking the last puff, Xue Chengyou closed the car window and started scrolling on his phone.

While waiting at the red light, Xu Weishu heard that the voice coming from Xue Chengyou's cell phone was actually a variety show, and it was not a popular one.

As for why he could tell it wasn't very popular, it was when the host read out the guest's name that he heard Yan Qingluo.

Xue Chengyou is actually watching Yan Qingluo's variety show?

Ah this...

An Huilin, who was sent to the room by the servant, suddenly woke up.

In the bathroom, facing her almost flawless face, she really couldn't figure out why Xue Chengyou was no longer attracted to her.

An Huilin's beautiful fingers rested on the mirror, "No matter what, Yan Qingluo, I will never let you go!"

When he got home, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, and Xue Chengyou subconsciously sent a voice message to Yan Qingluo, "I'm home."

After thinking about it, she should have fallen asleep by this time. Besides, she was going home right away. Why did he take the initiative to report to Yan Qingluo?

Withdrawing the message, just when Xue Chengyou was about to think deeply about why he was always thinking about Yan Qingluo recently, Yan Qingluo had already replied.

"What did you just withdraw?"

Xue Chengyou looked at the time, "Are you still not sleeping at this time? Are you not recovering from your injuries?"

Although there was accusation in his words, his tone was still filled with a low smile.

Yan Qingluo took a while before replying, "Don't you dare miss the news from the sponsor's father, I have set a message reminder for you."

Amused by Yan Qingluo's "financier father", Xue Chengyou couldn't help but ask: "So it's just the funder dad?"

Yan Qingluo was sitting on the bed in a brightly lit room in the hospital, dazed.

Is Xue Chengyou teasing her a little too much? I suddenly asked if I missed him before, and now I suddenly asked why I was just the sponsor dad.

"Why don't you speak?"

Yan Qingluo still didn’t reply.

Probably fell asleep.

Xue Chengyou comforted himself like this.

After going to bed, he added, "Have a good rest."

Yan Qingluo stared at the phone and threw it to the foot of the bed without saying a word. Then he remembered that the cultivation technique was still on the phone and picked it up again.

She coaxed Xue Chengyou, but she didn't sleep at all. She had been watching the new skills that He Jian had sent over the past two days.

After she saw that He Jian's serialized novel had attracted over 10,000 followers and received many rewards, Yan Qingluo told He Jian that she could give him the opportunity to sell the copyright of the novel into a film and television version.

The premise is that He Jian Duoduo will now recall the contents of the book collection for her.

After an hour and a half of hesitation, He Jian finally agreed.

He was moved by Yan Qingluo's words.

"Think about it, you are not planning to return to Cui Wei Continent anyway. If you want to survive in this world, you have to find some skills, right?"

Because of this sentence, He Jian's manly soul burned brightly, and Yan Qingluo's promise of film and television made him start a crazy period with over 10,000 daily coded online articles.

Yan Qingluo lurked into He Jian's fan group and saw someone in the group discussing that those who wrote lurking novels were really lurking, and those who wrote tomb robbing novels were really tomb robbers. He Jian's novel about cultivating immortals is so well written. He is not really cultivating immortals, right?