Lin Xingcheng turned his head to look at his grandfather, his eyes were a little bright, and he shook his head and said: "I don't know, it's not yet. If there is one in the future, I will bring it back to grandpa as soon as possible. Then grandpa can Don’t scare him.”

"How could it be possible? Grandpa believes in my granddaughter's vision."

Mr. Lin smiled.

……

Lin Xingcheng returned to the bedroom at night before she remembered to look for her phone. The moment she picked it up and turned on the screen, as expected, Jiang Ci sent more than a dozen new messages.

Each one is roughly an hour apart.

He shouldn't be holding his phone all day waiting for her reply, right? This idea suddenly popped into Lin Xingcheng's mind.

There were several voice messages sent by Jiang Ci, all lasting five or six seconds. Lin Xingcheng slid his thumb to the top and clicked on each one.

The first is to say good evening to her, the second is to say that the weather is nice today, and then to ask her what she is doing. Why ignore him? Are you busy with something?

Although it was a forced conversation, what was rare was that Jiang Ci's tone didn't show any signs of anger until the end.

It's like an iceberg melted and turned into an extremely warm man.

With his voice in her ears, Lin Xingcheng lay sideways on the bed, the corners of her mouth raised involuntarily. She didn't realize that Jiang Ci could have such a sentimental side.

I don’t know what his expression was when he said these words.

She remembered that two years ago, he gave people the impression that he was as cold as ice. He didn't like to talk when he met her, and his face always showed the tangle of not liking others to touch him but not daring to resist her.

It wasn't until the last meeting in the hospital that he started talking more.

Just when Lin Xingcheng was thinking about how to reply to him, Jiang Ci made a WeChat video call.

Lin Xingcheng was stunned and stared at the blank portrait of him on the screen. The phone kept vibrating in the palm of her hand, as if to remind her.

Finally she got through.

Jiang Ci was lying on the bench on the balcony, one slender leg stretched out and the other bent. A bottle of red wine was placed on the table with a hollow woven design beside her. The bright red color remained in the goblet, exuding an intoxicating aroma. .

The river breeze at night blew in his face, and was slightly cool, blowing the broken hair on Jiang Ci's forehead. When he looked at the soft and delicate little face appearing on the screen of his mobile phone, the corners of his tight mouth slowly raised.

He spoke, feeling a little aggrieved.

"I thought you didn't want to talk to me."

Lin Xingcheng opened his mouth slightly, then chuckled, put his green-white fingers on his lips, and asked: "If you think so, why do you dare to make a video call? Aren't you afraid that I will reject you?"

Jiang Ci took the phone farther away and took a picture of his upper body. He was wearing a short-sleeved cardigan with only the top two holes buttoned up. The tight texture on his waist and abdomen was looming, and his skin was very white but somewhat Wild masculinity.

The screen was so big that Lin Xingcheng couldn't help but look there. This person definitely did it on purpose.

Thinking of this, Lin Xingcheng felt a sense of competitiveness inexplicably, and she didn't know why.

Anyway, there was a voice in my heart telling me not to be fooled by him easily, not to admit defeat first, and then suppressed the expression on his face, as if he didn't see it.

"Because I'm not used to giving up, Lin Xingcheng." Jiang Ci looked at the screen seriously, looked at her, and said.

Lin Xingcheng's cheek was half sunken into the soft quilt, and she looked at him on the screen with one eye. It was not like no one had confessed to her before, but never like Jiang Ci.

"Okay, since you are so sincere, let me explain to you now. I was with my grandparents today and I didn't look at my phone. I didn't see your message. I'm very sorry." Lin Xingcheng smiled like a flower, "Do you forgive me?"

Jiang Ci's eyes darkened. She looked so beautiful like this. Her skin was like cream, her facial features were delicate and small, her lips were pink and translucent, and her voice that opened and closed was so soft, like hooks inserted into his heart.

If she was really by his side at this moment, he would not be able to help hugging her, there was such a voice deep in Jiang Ci's heart.

"Well, I'm not angry." Jiang Ci said.

Lin Xingcheng thought he was a little silly and couldn't help but smile: "I know, I can tell it from your tone."

Seeing her happy look, Jiang Ci felt soft in her heart. Even her cold eyebrows softened a lot, and she asked:

"Then I'll pick you up tomorrow?"

Pick her up? !

no more!

If Jiang Ci came to Lin's house, her grandparents would be shocked, and she only told her grandfather in the evening that she had no partner or any boy she liked.

The next day, a man came to pick her up for dinner. Since the slap in the face happened so quickly, her grandfather would definitely get to the bottom of it, and it would be embarrassing if he couldn't explain it.

And the most critical point is that if she had let her family know about her "taking and asking" from Jiang Ci as an investor in "Teenage Dream" two years ago. Lin Xingcheng probably can only fly away from the earth and live on Mars.

She probably won't blame her. After all, her grandparents are reluctant to let her go, so it's more likely that she will be responsible for Jiang Ci.

Lin Xingcheng quickly stopped: "No, I'm at my old house now. It's too troublesome for you to come here. I'll just ask the driver to take me there. Just tell me the address and time."

Jiang Ci raised his eyebrows. The mole at the end of his eye made him more charming and unscrupulous. He had long known that Lin Xingcheng would not let him pick her up, so he was not disappointed.

Tell me the address directly:

"Mingyuezhuang, at 4:30 in the afternoon, it's still the same room we went to before."

When she took him to Mingyue Village to eat eel rice, she had a little conflict with him, but she didn't expect that he would still remember it.

Do you want to revisit your old place?

Lin Xingcheng nodded and said in a low voice: "Okay, I understand, then I will go directly inside and wait for you."

Jiang Ci shouldn't be able to wait for her outside casually. Mingyue Mansion is not as strict as Jiang Yan Club. Even though it has high consumption, it is open for business and there are usually people walking around.

Unless, like Luozheng, the entire Mingyue Village is booked, it is forbidden to receive other customers.

But seeing as Jiang Ci didn't say anything, there was a high probability that he didn't.

The topic suddenly ended, and the two looked at each other across the screen. The atmosphere was strange, especially with half of Jiang Ci's waist and abdomen exposed. Lin Xingcheng couldn't ignore it.

"I'm going to bed, see you tomorrow." Lin Xingcheng was very smart and found a great excuse to hang up the phone.

Jiang Ci saw it through at a glance, smiled lightly, nodded, said "hmm" in a low voice, and said good night.

Before hanging up the video call, Lin Xingcheng said quietly: "Put on your clothes. It's very windy in high-rise buildings and it's easy to catch a cold."

Actually, what Lin Xingcheng wants to say is that there is no way to seduce me. You made a mistake in your abacus, hum ╯^╰.

After saying that, there was a snap and the phone was hung up.

Jiang Ci suddenly chuckled, raised his palms, and inserted his slender white fingers into his hair. His whole body was extremely happy, and his originally cold and aloof breath was tainted with the warmth of the world.

This is what Zhou Jing saw when he came over with fruits. He couldn't help but wonder. This man's temperament was like a scumbag. He was different from one moment to the next. Just a moment ago, there were dark clouds threatening to destroy the city, but now he was feeling happy with the spring breeze. Is your face open? ?

Something is wrong!

Zhou Jing came here today to report on his work status and discuss the next movie script or other business activities.

After all, Jiang Ci's invitations have never stopped since the day "Annihilation" was finalized, not to mention the movie script.

Recently, some big productions that are about to start production have submitted scripts to Jiang Ci to see if they like it.

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