Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Students who were attending morning classes came to grab some coffee. Since the damaged tables and decorations in the store had not been fully restored, there were almost no people eating in the store, so Xiao Jin soon had some free time.

She was obviously very interested in Le Yue.

As the culprit who wet someone else's script, Lin Xinzhou was too embarrassed to speak after his request for compensation was rejected. Zhou Song talked to Ye Kong in a casual manner, obviously just to kill time.

Only Xiao Jin was at the bar, pretending to wipe the cups while glancing at Le Yue from time to time.

Until Le Yue asked her without even looking up: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Jin was stunned for a moment and saw that the man had raised his head and was looking at him. He had no expression of displeasure or impatience, but was just looking at her quietly and waiting.

Xiao Jin laughed dryly twice, but still bravely put down the cup and moved to the bar: "Can you treat me as an ordinary audience? I have seen your movies, so I am a casual fan of yours, but I am really curious about many things about you as a person..."

"You ask." The man lowered his head and continued writing.

Xiao Jin didn't bother to ask, but just looked at his handwriting and said in surprise: "Your handwriting is really beautiful."

The man raised his hand to block it, seeming a little helpless: "Sorry, the contents of the script cannot be read by others."

"I'm sorry, don't worry, I didn't remember a single word." Xiao Jin swore immediately.

After a pause, she continued, "You have a really good temper. I used to hear your fans say that you have a good temper and are gentle, but I didn't believe it. Now that I've really met you, I realize that what they said is true."

"..." As if he didn't think there was any need to respond to this sentence, he just smiled and said nothing.

Xiao Jin probed, "Actually, I just saw someone on Weibo saying that your family is actually quite well-off, and your parents run a company, so you should have the capital to get yourself resources... Do you really want to rely on yourself and not your family?"

"..."

Hearing the gossip, Lin Xinzhou, who was half-dead playing with his phone, couldn't help but prick up his ears.

But Le Yue's hand holding the pen stopped.

The silence lasted so long that Zhou Song, who was chatting over there, noticed it. He temporarily interrupted the conversation and turned his head to look at them.

Only Ye Kong was still hunched in his chair, playing games with his head down.

Xiao Jin sensed his own impertinence in Le Yue's silence and immediately said, "I'm sorry..."

"My parents don't run a company." Le Yue laughed, "They both came from the countryside to work. Now one is hospitalized and the other is responsible for taking care of patients in the hospital, so I don't have the capital to get resources for myself."

Xiaojin:……

Regret and guilt immediately filled Xiao Jin's face.

Even Lin Xinzhou silently retracted his body that was leaning towards him.

In the silence, the only sound that could be heard was the game sound effects from Ye Kong's phone.

Zhou Song was silent for two seconds, then said, "Then you made the right choice to be a star. You are handsome and have good acting skills, and you can make a lot of money quickly. The medical expenses for your family will definitely not be a problem."

Le Yue smiled and said, "I'll borrow your good words."

No one mentioned this sensitive issue anymore, so Lin Xinzhou started to complain about those marketing accounts: "Nowadays, any account on the Internet dares to call itself a media, any media dares to make up stories, and any story dares to be believed - the current situation where public opinion can make or break a god is really terrible."

"Who said it wasn't true?" Xiao Jin picked up his phone and showed it to her. "Yes, I believed all the thousands of comments below."

Lin Xinzhou glanced at him, then at Le Yue. He probably had a very good impression of him, so he couldn't help but suggest, "Mr. Le, why don't you contact your company to deal with it? These people are now praising you based on the direction of the wind, saying that you have a good family background and don't put on airs. When they find out that your family is not like that, they will probably say that you are vain and deliberately create a rich second-generation persona for yourself."

"Okay." Le Yue answered calmly without stopping her work, "I'll tell my agent."

He said so, but Xiao Jin, who loves chasing stars, realized very clearly after two days of tutoring that Le Yue's company is just a small workshop and has been taking a laissez-faire approach towards him. Just looking at the fact that he won the Best Supporting Actor award but didn't even get an assistant, it was clear that the company did not value him at all and would not be able to deal with the messy public opinions for him.

He probably agreed so readily just because he is introverted and doesn't want to say more.

——A rare and down-to-earth good actor.

Xiao Jin glanced at Le Yue's calm profile, then at his phone. He couldn't help but click on the screen angrily and began to type frantically, scolding the editor for making up stories without any evidence.

Le Yue raised her eyelids slightly, then lowered them again and continued to write without distraction.

Only after I finished writing the important lines and notes and checked them again did I put the piece of paper into the script and close it up.

His movements throughout the process were just like the grey sweater he was wearing, with a gentleness that was neither hurried nor slow and calming.

Xiao Jin, who had already fought with others for eight hundred rounds, was staring with his eyes wide open.

They watched the man drink the last sip of coffee, look up to say goodbye to them, and then stand up to leave.

Although the bar and cashier counter are connected, there is a small height difference between them.

When walking to the cashier counter, Le Yue paused for a moment and turned to look at Ye Kong who was curled up in a chair.

Just now, whether he was being asked questions or answering them, the attention of others, even Zhou Song, was attracted and talked to him twice.

But only this person... only Ye Kong, never looked at him from beginning to end.

It is common sense that when people who are in a conversation hear a sympathetic or sad topic, they will more or less join in because of some instinctive moral reaction and become the person apologizing or the bystander comforting others. Even if they don't say a word, they always use the look of "I care about you" or "How could this happen" to express their humanitarian spirit - this is not hypocrisy, on the contrary, it is a manifestation of morality.

But Ye Kong is completely outside of this implicit rule.

Le Yue even remembered that when he mentioned his parents were sick and everyone was silent, the game sound effect coming from her phone was "After fifteen minutes of hard fighting, you failed again! Please keep trying!"

No one else noticed, but he was the only one who could clearly capture how cheerful and indifferent the sound was in the heavy silence.

Just like this, he stopped and turned to look at her, and she just -

She raised her eyelids and glanced at him nonchalantly, while her hands continued to play the game. After that glance, she lowered her head again and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

The words are economical and the volume is perfunctory.

It doesn't sound like a question, but more like a drive.

Le Yue began to doubt the authenticity of the information given by her employer - did she really like beautiful, strong and miserable women? Was she really a sympathetic person? Did she really like gentle men?

Many doubts were already running through his mind, but he just thanked her again: "Thank you for the drawing paper, it's very useful."

Even after the man pushed the door and left for a long time, Xiao Jin was still standing there, infatuated: "What a polite and gentle man - I thought I only liked the domineering boss who forced love, but when I really met him, I found that the gentle type is the most rare! He was so gentle that I wanted to replace his iced Americano with a hot one!"

Lin Xinzhou also sighed: "It's rare to see such a humble and handsome guy in the entertainment industry."

"It's so rare that you're investing?" Zhou Song said sarcastically, "Miss Lin has plenty of money anyway, so isn't it easy for her to promote a beautiful, strong and pitiful little actress?"

"What?" Lin Xinzhou was shocked. "I'm not the kind of person who would save Fengchen! I'm not the same as you playboys!"

Zhou Song: ...

Master Zhou was speechless for a while, then threw the spoon into the cup and said, "Who are you scolding?"

They were arguing. After Ye Kong finished a game, he looked up at the figure outside the glass door that had long gone away. He frowned in confusion for who knows how many times.