Empire Mecha Builder

Wan Li: "..." What is the meaning of this rogue-like attitude? She felt like crying, hesitated for a long time, and could only bluff, "Don't attack me again in the future."

"Oh?" Su Zhihe asked slowly, "Then do you mean to take the initiative?"

Wanli: "..."

She stared at Su Zhihe with some anxiety, but couldn't say a word of rebuttal, can she still have a pleasant chat!

"Okay, okay," Su Zhihe smiled and patted someone who was about to blow up, "I was wrong this time, I can't help it, I won't do it again next time, I must report it before I kiss you OK?"

"...goodbye..." Wanli, who only felt that he had been injured internally, waved his hand at Su Zhihe, opened the door mercilessly, and just landed on one foot, he heard the man behind him say: "Wanli, if If I don't take the initiative to come to you this time, will you really stop here if you say it will stop here?"

Wan Li couldn't help being stunned by this question, and after a while he slowly opened his mouth and said, "...Although I don't want to admit it, but...maybe."

She is a snail with a lock on her heart and a protective shell. Because she has lowered her head too many times, the first reaction after being injured is to hide and lick the calf's wound. This heart is going to be broken into slag and I will never look back.

Because at any time, you may be sad if you stop moving forward, but being sad, although it is difficult, will always pass, and it is better than going down and getting hurt all the time.

Since the old wound has not healed, why fill in the new wound.

Hearing her answer, Su Zhihe just laughed it off, and he spoke in a very soft voice, but Wan Li was stunned.

Behind him was the heating system, but the November cold wind in Beijing was coming to his face. His back was warm but his cheeks were biting, and his body was alternating between hot and cold. Wan Li stretched out his arms and hugged himself tightly, nodded, but said Not a word.

He said, "That's okay, I chose to come last night."

Maybe there is a cold air ahead, and there is even more wind, frost, rain and snow mixed in, but no matter what, the back is still warm as spring, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Because, winter will always pass.

Thinking of this, she turned her head and showed a soft smile at Su Zhihe, nodded and said: "Then I'll go first, you can film well."

She was wearing a bright red dress, which stood out against the white background.The white scarf covered almost half of her face, making her small and cute even more.

But even so, she still couldn't resist the cold, both her face and her nose were red from the cold when she was exposed outside, Su Zhihe stretched out his hand to straighten her scarf, and then said with a smile: "Go, pay attention Safety."

Seeing the red figure disappear from sight, he sat back in the driver's seat with a smile, started the car and left.

Unbeknownst to them, at a place neither of them noticed, the long lens was quietly extended, and with a "click", this scene was captured.

Thousands of mountains and rivers, I come for you on the blade of fate.

》》》Chapter 16

"What? You said a reporter wanted to talk to me?" In Huanrui's meeting room, Su Zhihe frowned and asked Miya, "What kind of magazine reporter is so bold?"

"This..." Miya hesitated for a while, then covered her eyes and said, "It's just a small company that isn't very famous."

In just a moment, Su Zhihe understood who the so-called reporter who came to him was.

If he didn't guess wrong, it should be the person who has been following Wanli frequently during this period. Although he already knew who the other party might be, he didn't expect the other party to come to him so quickly. It seems that he should not be underestimated.

He waved his hand and asked a little irritably, "Is Mr. Jia there?"

Miya shrunk her neck cautiously: "Not here..."

"Not here?" He frowned, and asked once in disbelief, "What did he do, isn't he here at this time?"

Jia is always his manager, although he said that he usually does not follow him in most of the activities, but Su Zhihe thinks about it carefully, it seems that since he joined the filming of "Old Paoer", Mr. Jia has always disappeared .

Strange, the address of the company is in Beijing, where does he need to go?

Here he was frowning and thinking, while Miya continued to ask: "Then this reporter...have you seen it or not?"

"See, of course I want to see you." He rubbed the space between his brows and sighed, "Miya, help me go there first to see what he wants to talk about. I'll rush over after filming in the afternoon."

As he said that, he picked up his coat and walked to the shooting location, leaving Miya alone with a sad face, why is she always the one who gets hurt...

Time passed very quickly, and when Su Zhihe finished filming the scene for the day, it was already past six in the afternoon, he changed his costume, and then called Wan Li again.

"Hey?"

This time it was picked up quickly, and Wanli's hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you off the show?"

Instead of answering, he asked, "What happened to your throat?"

"...I tried a screaming scene today and broke my throat." Wan Li replied with a little grievance in his tone, "I didn't make too much noise..."

Su Zhihe: "..."

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he could only shake his head and said, "You can't save Wanli, you can make yourself like this even in a play."

"I think I was too naive to plan to hear comfort from you before." The voice on the other end of the phone was still a little hoarse, and I could hear Wan Li's complaining tone, but Su Zhihe just smiled helplessly No answer: "Okay, where are you now? I'm done here to pick you up?"

"Where is it..." Wan Li muttered and looked up at the buildings around him, feeling a little dizzy, "I... I'll send you the address..."

"You don't even know where you are?" Su Zhihe was a little speechless, "Wanli, are you a road idiot?"

"I'm not," the rebuttal sounded confidently from the other side, "I came with someone else, how could I know the place!"

Hearing this tone, Su Zhihe, who claims to be quick in response and high in EQ, was speechless. He smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you're not, anyway, it won't be your turn to lead the way when we go out in the future." After a pause, his tone became very soft and he said, "Send me the address, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone for half a minute, the address was sent over there. Su Zhihe glanced at it, and his heart almost collapsed.

Because this girl is squatting in the most prosperous place in Beijing, which can almost be said to be full of landmark buildings, but she still can't figure out where she is.

He put away his mobile phone, and said goodbye to the crew one by one, then went to the underground garage to pick up the car, and went straight to Miya.

The fragrance of tea is overflowing in the tea garden, and there is hot air curling up, and the whole room is filled with a literati atmosphere.

It's a pity that Miya couldn't sit still for a minute. She had talked with the short man in front of her for half an hour, but she still couldn't talk about it, because no matter how hard she tried, she would die there. Bite one sentence, I want to see your boss.

Lying in a trough, Miya growled in her heart, is her boss the kind of person who meets whenever she wants!

Just when Miya was about to collapse, there was a slight sound of the curtain and the pleasant sound of wind chimes coming from the door, indicating that a visitor had arrived.

Hearing the movement, the two hurriedly stretched their necks to go, Miya almost cried with joy, woo woo woo, her boss finally came...

"You are?" Su Zhihe pushed aside the curtain at the door with one hand, then walked straight in and sat on the side of the Eight Immortals table, stretching out his sleeves to pour himself a cup of tea, and asked unhurriedly, "Tell me , What can I do for you?"

The person who came seemed to be frightened by his calmness, and after a while he laughed and said, "Su Zhihe, right? Sure enough, he is a star, and he looks quite fair."

He frowned calmly, carefully filtered the tea through a stream of water, and poured it again. After the tea mist rose up, and he could hardly see the face of the person in front of him, he said a few words : "Don't beat around the bush, just speak up if you have anything to say."

"Hey, you still have a bit of courage," the man grinned, throwing a stack of photos on the table, "I'm sure you're familiar with the people above?"

The photos in the envelope scattered all over the table with the force of the impact. He glanced at them, and sure enough, they were all pictures of himself and Wan Li. The earliest ones even dated back to last month, and it seemed that he had put in some effort.

He sneered, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is this all you have?"

"It seems that you are not worried about making it public at all?" The man slowly pulled the photo back with one hand, and looked up at Su Zhihe who was sitting there motionless in surprise. Said, "I heard that your popularity has been pretty good recently, presumably these photos have a lot of media expectations, right? Are you not afraid that I will sell them to the media?"

As if hearing something funny, Su Zhihe slowly sipped his tea, then looked at him with a smile and said, "Okay, you go sell it, I want to see who dares to buy it."

"you--!"

"Whoa-"

The sudden sound startled everyone in the room. After he took a sip of his tea, he slammed the cup on the ground before everyone could react, and the ground was soon covered with water.

Su Zhihe's tone became more and more indifferent: "How many years have you been in the industry and how many years have I been in the industry? You are the first one who dares to be proud just by taking a few photos. You are a vegetarian in my PR?"

Miya looked at him in bewilderment, trying to persuade him but found that his throat seemed to have lost his voice.

Seeing that the man was completely shocked at this time, he had no choice but to pack up the photos, a little unwilling and angrily said: "Everyone is a businessman, since you have agreed to meet, what do you mean by that?"

"Business is easy to talk about, and I don't lack the money you asked for." After a pause, he continued to say with a cold face, "But you are wrong, and you shouldn't scare her."

"I..." The man spat and said with a ferocious expression, "It's just a few times of follow-up, who told that bitch to be so careless!"

"Snapped--"

The porcelain shards scattered all over the ground, and a little white mist rose from the ground. Miya was stunned, and almost watched Su Zhihe pick up the teapot and pour it over.

"Keep an inch." Su Zhihe forced out these words almost verbatim, "Did I fucking tell you to say her!"

Unexpectedly, a few unintentional words would arouse such great anger from the other party. The man was completely silent and did not dare to speak. A clerk came in to look curiously when he heard the movement, but Miya waved his hand and invited him out.

The dim light in the room enveloped him inside, but he still couldn't resist his fierce aura. Miya stroked her chest, sighed deeply, and sighed secretly in her heart. Ever since she was yelled at by Brother Zhihe last time, she He no longer dared to provoke Brother He with the matter of Miss Qingqing, after all, he was his Nilin, and this man was considered unlucky, there was something wrong with him, so, he still didn't set him on fire.

Thinking of this, Miya couldn't help thinking of Brother Zhihe when he was filming the night scene last night. His face was so stiff, as if frozen by ice, and he was still in a daze and silent from time to time, or he kept calling. Fortunately, she was witty. Only then did the fish in the pond not suffer.

When she got out of the memory and looked up, Su Zhihe had sat down again, folded her arms and asked calmly, "Tell me, what conditions do you want?"

This clear voice brought the man back to reality in an instant. He stretched out five fingers tremblingly, and asked tentatively, "50?"

Too lazy to talk nonsense with him, Su Zhihe nodded and responded directly: "Give me the account number, and I will transfer it to you before tomorrow afternoon." As he spoke, he tapped the table twice with his slender fingers, then curled his lips, and wrote lightly , "They are all in the industry, and you must know the rules. I won't say much about the rest. You have to give the negatives, right. Secondly, if this matter gets out, don't blame me for being cruel."

"You—" the man raised his head in horror, his fingers were still trembling slightly, but his voice was pretending to be a bit stiff, "Aren't you just a little entertainer! What can you do?"

He didn't talk nonsense, just replied with a sneer: "I'll leave the words here, if you don't believe me, you can try it."

Knowing that he had offended someone he couldn't afford, the man made a quick decision, left his card number, and handed all the photos to Su Zhihe, before saying: "I will send the SD card to your company tomorrow, if the money doesn't arrive, I'm sorry, I'm afraid this matter will not be covered with paper."

He casually picked up the note and looked at it. It turned out that the man's name was Zeng Xi, so he nodded and said, "Zeng Xi, right? Don't let me catch you and follow, otherwise..."

The rest of the words were interrupted by Zeng Xi before he finished speaking: "Don't worry, our magazine still has some credit, but well," he sneered as if thinking of something funny, "We still have See you later."

Saying that, he didn't stay any longer, and directly opened the curtain and strode out.

Seeing that it was getting late, he frowned, and after telling Miya to go back to the company, he immediately put on his sunglasses and hat and walked quickly to the parking lot and drove to Wanli's place.

Although the words left by the man in the end were suspicious, no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of a reason for it. Seeing that the destination was about to arrive, he decided to let go of this matter first.

At this time, it was already the time when the Chinese lanterns came on, but the whole Beijing city was brightly lit, just like daytime, full of hustle and bustle.

He found a parking space and parked the car, then called Wan Li, and in about 5 minutes, he saw the girl walking over in a hurry from the car window.

The bright red padded jacket in the morning has been replaced by beige, and it looks very beautiful under the neon light. Under the light, you can clearly see snowflakes swirling on her hair and shoulders, which seems to be a little colder. , She tightened the scarf again, took a breath and looked around.

She stood like that among the crowd, with bright lights, but suddenly the background blurred, and the whole world suddenly paled.

Su Zhihe just watched, but his eyes couldn't help softening.

That's the girl he loves.

With the most gentle browbones and a warm smile.

No matter how big the wind, rain and thorns are outside, even if it takes only a second to get angry aggressively, but after seeing her, you will feel that it is actually very good, at least she is still there.

"Gently, look ahead." He whispered to the other end of the phone, "I'm right in front of you."

Hearing a familiar voice from the earphones, Wan Li raised her head according to her words, and saw the familiar car in front of her, so she waved her hand quickly, looked around worriedly, and then walked quickly with her head down to the car.

The heater in the car had been turned on for a long time, and after a while, his body warmed up. Wan Li took off his scarf and earphones, and then smiled and said, "Why did it take you so long to come here?"

He watched her hesitate to speak, and finally decided not to confide in her, so the words turned into a smile on his lips: "Some things are delayed, and you, why are you here?"

"Hey, I came here to do some shopping after the audition, but my best friend's boyfriend called, so I was left behind." Wan Li curled his lips, "I value sex over friends, and I value sex over friends."

Su Zhihe held back his smile and comforted him, "It's okay, you will have a chance."

She twitched the corner of her mouth, and glared at Su Zhihe with a blushing face: "... Am I that kind of person!"

"Hmm..." He started the car and smiled, "You really weren't before you met me."

Fuck...you are so witty, young man, can you really catch up with your girlfriend? Wan Li covered his eyes, speechless.

Outside the car was the howling north wind, Su Zhihe drove the car carefully through the downtown area, and only managed to drive a little faster when he was outside the second ring road.

"Shall I take you home?" He turned his head and asked, "Or do you have anything else to do?"

Wan Li shook his head: "Go home, go to bed early today, I may have to go back to Changsha tomorrow."

"How long has it been?" Turning a corner, Wanli's home is already in sight, he sighed, "The time is really too short, it seems that we are about to leave after seeing you."

When the car stopped, Wan Li opened the door first and jumped down, standing under the dim streetlight, looking at Su Zhihe with a sweet smile on his face.

He also opened the car door and walked down. Looking at Wan Li bouncing around like a little rabbit in the snow, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and he asked with a smile, "What's so happy about it?"

"Come here." Wan Li waved to him, "I have a surprise for you."

And surprises?Su Zhihe raised his eyebrows in disbelief, then stepped on the snow and approached slowly step by step, only to realize that Wan Li had been carrying a bag in his hand.

"This..." He raised his eyes to signal the bag in her hand, and asked with some uncertainty, "Did you prepare a gift for me?"

"That's a good idea." Wan Li pursed his lips, and hid the bag behind his back, "Guess what it is."

After all, this is the first time Wanli has prepared something for him, Su Zhihe felt as if he was being scratched by dozens of cat's claws, he was so anxious that he couldn't think of anything that Wanli could prepare for him. Yes, so I had no choice but to honestly say: "I can't guess."

"Then I won't give it to you." Wan Li smiled and shook his head, making gestures to go into the house, but someone grabbed his hand.

It's not a good feeling to be hung up on someone's appetite. He tried his best to stretch his neck and look back, but he still insisted: "Hey, Wanli, it's not that the things you prepared are not good, so you dare not take them out."

Wanli: "..."

What should I do, this kind of person is really, really good!discuss!Disgusted!ah!I really want to just leave him alone...

"Yeah, the things I prepared are not good, so you don't want them." Wan Li turned his head away, and arrogantly shook off his hand and continued to walk into the inner room.

Su Zhihe followed immediately, still muttering: "Don't, I don't dislike it."

Wanli's heart stopped, and he just felt that he had just said something wrong. This kind of person is not annoying, but special!Don't!discuss!Disgusted!

So she turned around angrily, but happened to bump into Su Zhihe's arms, and took the opportunity to be hugged.

She struggled, but was hugged even tighter by the other party. Snow turned into water and fell on her ear with a ticking sound, and then heard a clear voice above her head. In such a deep night, it was so gentle. Even the moonlight is silent.

"Okay, don't tease me." He seemed to chuckle before continuing, "I'm looking forward to it, no matter what you prepare for me, I will be looking forward to it."

I would like to live up to all the beauty of good days for you.

》》》chapter17

"Su Zhihe...you..." She broke free from his embrace with a blushing face, pointed at him tremblingly and said, "You you you..."

Wan Li stammered for a long time without saying a word, but when he looked up, he saw that the culprit was looking at him with his arms folded, and he couldn't help laughing, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, You..."

There was a bit of coquettishness in the end of this sentence, which made Su Zhihe feel good. He raised his eyebrows, and asked in a flattering and complacent tone: "What about the gift?"

Why did you think this person was stable and mature before?Is she blind!While thinking about it, Wan Li had no choice but to take out the bag from behind and hand it over. In order to hide his embarrassment, he deliberately emphasized his tone: "I can't give it to you, it's really..."

Su Zhihe smiled, stretched out his long arm and took it, he couldn't wait to open it and took a look, then covered his eyes and said dumbfoundedly: "I knew it was this kind of thing..."

Wan Li covered his mouth and snickered for a while before sticking out his tongue and saying, "What's the matter, you don't like it?"

"I like it." Su Zhihe twitched the corners of his mouth, and tried to ask with some difficulty, "But Wanli, you really don't think this color..." He took out the things in the bag and played with them in his hands, Shaking his head while putting it on his hands, he muttered, "I really can't do anything about you..."

Wan Li took a step closer, and took a closer look at his wrist. Under the warm yellow light, Su Zhihe was wearing a black overcoat, and even a formal shirt underneath. The blue Mickey watch on it looks extra funny.

Seeing her approaching, he hurriedly raised his wrist and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does it look good?"

Wan Li nodded, but finally couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Su Zhihe, you look so naive."

Su Zhihe: "..."

fall!Who did he change his style of painting because of?

He deliberately raised his forehead and said: "There is no way, some people don't have good aesthetics, let it be, and they will implicate me."

"Don't tell me, it really has nothing to do with aesthetics this time." Wan Li shook his head very seriously, but suddenly laughed again, "It just happened to be on sale today, and I bought one for you too. . " As she spoke, she pursed her lips, pointing to the bag in Su Zhihe's hand with some complacency.

He almost desperately opened the bag. Sure enough, there was a box inside. When he opened it, a pink Mickey watch was lying neatly inside.

God help...

He raised his watch with some hesitation, and asked in disbelief, "Is this for me too?"

Wan Li nodded seriously: "That's right, today's watches are [-]% off, buy one get one free."

He stared at her very seriously, and then solemnly called out her name: "Wanli."

"Ah?" Startled by his seriousness, Wan Li raised his head blankly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You gave me a pair of couple watches?" Su Zhihe held his forehead and said with some headaches, "Let me carry it alone?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

What greeted him was indeed the other party's extremely naive and natural rhetorical question.

have!Varied!what!No!right!!

Well... not really.

He sighed, and continued to put the pink watch on his wrist, then raised his wrist and swung it, affirming again: "I wear it alone?"

"Well," Wan Li tilted his head and smiled sweetly, "You take it alone."

temporary.

There were still two words kept in her heart and she didn't say them out. She blinked at the other party and waved her hand in a good mood: "You have accepted the gift too. There will be a night scene tonight, right? Hurry up and go filming."

Yo, this rhythm is driving people away.

Su Zhihe raised his eyebrows, very uncooperative: "There is no night show tonight." He pointed at the door cheekily, "It's already at the door, aren't you going to let me in?"

"No plan." Wan Li smiled and pushed him to the side of the car. Seeing that the other party's hair and shoulders were stained with snowflakes, he couldn't help but raised his hand to help him gently brush it off.When I looked up, I saw the other party staring at me with pursed lips and eyes without blinking, and finally I could only smile, "Don't do that, I'll be back in a few days."

He grabbed Wan Li's hand that was still helping him with his collar, frowned and asked in a stern tone, "Wan Li, why do I feel that you are a little strange today?"

The sudden gift when he got off the car, and now he can't wait to drive him away.

Wan Li glanced at him in surprise, then carefully suppressed the unnaturalness in his eyebrows, then nodded generously and said, "Yeah, I'm sleepy, and I have to get up early tomorrow, so go back and rest quickly. "

He frowned and glanced at the other party, but found that Wan Li was still smiling as usual, without any unnaturalness, then got into the car step by step, and finally rolled down the window, and said with some concern : "Then I'll go first, you go to bed early."

Wanli nodded, smiled and waved at him.After the black car completely disappeared around the corner, she turned around and walked back step by step through the snow.

I don't know if it was the cold wind that made her cheeks hurt, but while she was hugging herself and walking back slowly, a little tear came out of her eyes.

Wanli wiped his eyes quickly, then took out another pink Mickey watch from his handbag, looked at it for a while, then carefully put it on his left wrist, raised his wrist to look at the street light, and looked sadly Put it down, gritted your teeth, and continued walking towards home.

In fact, she lied, it was not a discount at all, nor was it buy one get one free.

But before I identified this person, I thought about buying two such couple watch straps.

How nice.Don't think about anything, as long as two people hold hands and don't speak, they can tell the world.

But not yet, let alone...

She glanced at her mobile phone with a wry smile, clicked on Weibo and glanced around, she looked very quiet because Weibo comments were turned off, and then looked at Aite, but there were still a lot of scolding, three people became tigers, everyone Words can turn gold, words are sometimes a sharp knife, which can cut a person's heart to blood.Although it has been more than ten years since she made her debut, she still doesn't have the strong heart to completely ignore these remarks, so she has to use her own method to be self-willed.

Wan Li sighed, sure enough...it was far from the time.

Thinking about it this way, the door of the house is already close at hand.

It came from several rows of obvious tire tracks, and when they arrived at the door, there were a few rows of footprints in disorder.

Several obviously large footprints and several small footprints are intertwined together, and there is a feeling of cuddling each other in such a snowy field.

She just watched, but couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth.

Wan Li carefully placed her foot in the footprint of Su Zhihe, it was a few centimeters longer, and it could probably fit one and a half of her foot. She shook her head with a snickering smile, this guy's feet are really big, It seems that you should pay attention to buying shoes for him next time.

Soon, Wan Li realized that he had actually thought of a very distant future, and he almost startled himself abruptly. Then, as if there was someone behind him, he quickly took out the key, opened the door, and went in. It's as if what has been done can be completely erased.

Not long after entering the door to put down her things, she received a call from Su Zhihe. He seemed to have arrived home, and the other end of the phone sounded very quiet.

"Wanli..."

While tilting her head and holding the phone between her hands, she poured herself a cup of hot water before answering, "What's wrong?"

There was an even breathing sound from the receiver, and after a while, Su Zhihe's slightly tired voice rang in his ears: "I... I just want to ask you..." After a pause, he said again, "fine."

"Just say what you want, it's not like you to be so vague." Wan Li teased, "Why, are you embarrassed to accept my things?"

"No." Unexpectedly, this time he didn't come back from teasing, but said in a very low voice, "Have a good rest, I'll wait for you to come back."

Wanli: "..."

She was holding the phone at a loss, and suddenly didn't know what to say, so she could only hum slightly in the end.The other end said good night, and hung up the phone very simply.

Leaving Wan Li alone in the living room, he could only shake his head and throw his phone on the sofa. God knows what madness this guy is going through.

On the other side, the glazed lamp was turned on in the living room, and the place was brilliant. Su Zhihe sat cross-legged on the sofa in a daze unconsciously. He rubbed the tablet in his hand. On the page was Wanli's Weibo page. Normally, the only incongruity is that the number of comments on the latest Weibo is actually zero, which is almost impossible for a popular artist. Obviously, Wan Li turned off the comments.

He originally called to ask about this matter, but in the end the words turned around and turned into something else.

Need to ask?no need...

Apparently this comment was closed because of him...

To be more clear, probably because of the so-called clarification video a few days ago.

How much abuse would it take to make someone like Wan Li turn off the comments?

Su Zhihe didn't dare to think, and didn't dare to ask how much she had seen those shocking words, and whether she was hurt because of it.

It's just that Wanli didn't choose to tell him, but he just planned to grit his teeth and carry it over silently. Maybe the hoarseness in his throat in the afternoon wasn't all because of the audition......

As long as he thinks that she may have cried secretly in a place that he doesn't know, he can't help but feel a little bit of pain in his heart.

What should I do... Su Zhihe showed a wry smile, it turns out that they are all the same person, they carefully covered up their scars, for fear that the other party would worry about him.

I just wish I could find out earlier and... give her a hug.

Not too early, not too late, just right.

》》》chapter18

Wanli's flight to Changsha was actually in the morning, but in the end he was forced to rebook to [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

There is no other reason, but an unexpected guest.

At this moment, she was sitting in the office of Huanrui Company, with her suitcase still at her feet. It was obvious that she was invited here when she was carrying her suitcase and going out.

Her fingers curled unconsciously, and she frowned tentatively before asking, "So... why did you come to me?"

The man sitting right in front of him is Huanrui's vice president. At this time, the man in suit and leather shoes was looking at her with his hands folded and smiling. After she asked a question, he waved his hands and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, we never malicious."

"I know," Wan Li carefully suppressed the sarcasm in his eyes, and then showed a decent smile, "I just don't know what Mr. Jia wants from me?"

As soon as these words came out, he obviously pretended to be confused, pretending to understand, the person opposite couldn't help but look at Wanli meaningfully, thinking about it, and finally decided not to go around in circles, so he smiled lightly and said calmly : "It's nothing, it's just that there are too many rumors about you and Yi Feng recently, so that my good friend is a little confused, so I just took the liberty to ask."

"It's so strange," Wan Li shrugged and said with a smile, "Mr. Jia is really a nobleman who forgets things too much. Didn't he call me not long ago? Besides, instead of asking the artist you have in your hand, you are Wasn't it superfluous to come here and ask me with all your strength?"

The face of the person on the opposite side froze, apparently hurt by Wan Li's words. He and Su Zhihe had a good friendship. Of course, they couldn't understand the other party's temper. He was smelly and stubborn. What he didn't want to do was considered a promise. You will turn a corner and secretly use other methods to solve it behind your back, so... the more critical this moment is, the more headache he will have.

Boss Jia secretly lowered his head and glanced at the recording pen in his hand, and after confirming that he was working normally, he laughed lightly: "It seems that I haven't chatted with Yi Feng for a long time, even when did he fall in love with a girl with a sharp tongue? I don't even know."

Digging again?

Wan Li curled his lips, and responded casually: "It seems that you know exactly what the artist in your hand likes and dislikes? Boss Jia really worked hard."

The words were tactful, and he couldn't find any mistakes, but obviously, he heard the master's sarcasm from the words, so his face changed, and he managed to stop his anger, and said with a smile: "Look! It turns out that I have stayed with Yi Feng for a long time, and I have even learned ten percent of this speaking style."