I became popular after divorcing Mr. Ba [Entertainment]

Shuiyunxuan.

"Welcome to Shuiyunxuan ~ May I ask whether the two gentlemen have made an appointment in advance?" The welcoming ladies in blue and red cheongsams on the left and right showed standard business smiles.

Zhou Jinyuan smiled politely back, "We are with Mr. Yuan Shaoyang."

The girl in the blue cheongsam was dazed by his smile. Fortunately, she still remembered to maintain her professionalism and finished her fixed lines fluently: "Okay sir, Mr. Yuan Shaoyang has arrived. Please come in, gentlemen."

Zhou Jinyuan nodded, turned sideways and made a "please" gesture towards Yuan Fei, "little idol, please."

After the two good-looking handsome guys, one tall and one short, entered, the girls on the left and right couldn't restrain their inner excitement, and they got together to discuss in a low voice, "Wow! Those two just now are really handsome! Realistic There really is a man who grows up like this in China, and it's just two of them!"

"Really! When the tall man smiled, my legs went limp!"

"If I can fall in love with any one of them, I will die without regret in my life!"

"Then you don't even think about it. Don't you see the way the tall handsome guy looks at the other? It's meltingly tender! I'm pretty sure they're a couple!"

"Okay...then they are indeed a good match—welcome to Shuiyunxuan~ Do you have an appointment in advance, sir?"

Fu Jingcheng glanced coldly at the two people who separated quickly, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the number.

Soon, the manager of Shui Yunxuan came out and greeted the person in person.

The two cheongsam girls were almost shivering from the cold, and just about to breathe a sigh of relief, they saw the handsome Bingshan fell back suddenly.

"You really think...the two of them are a good match?" The handsome Bingshan's tone was very cold and strange.

The girls didn't respond for a moment, "What?"

"Forget it." After Fu Jingcheng asked, he immediately regretted it. He felt that this question was extremely mentally retarded, so he strode in sullenly.

When standing with anyone, some people say that he is a good match, but no one says that he and Yuan Fei are a good match.

All the seats in Shuiyunxuan must be reserved in advance, especially for this kind of holiday, at least one month in advance.But even so, Shui Yunxuan will still deliberately set aside a VVIP position, just in case.

"Mr. Fu, how many people are you today?" Shui Yunxuan's manager sensed that Mr. Fu seemed to be in a bad mood, with a smile on his face and a cautious tone.

Fu Jingcheng was silent for a while, "...one."

The smile on the manager's face froze, but he was not surprised by his experience and knowledge, and quickly adjusted his expression: "Okay, please come with me."

"Yuan Shaoyang... Which table are they at?"

In the Peach Blossom Forest Hall on the second floor, Yuan Shaoyang picked a place close to the floor-to-ceiling windows as usual, and pretended to be a melancholy handsome man with his chin propped on one hand.

"Yuan Er Shao."

"Second brother."

Two familiar voices sounded, Yuan Shaoyang turned his face, "Zhou Jinyuan, I asked you to pick up someone, did you go to America by the way?"

Zhou Jinyuan's face remained unchanged: "No, we went to France to see the Eiffel Tower, next time together?"

"Damn—" Yuan Shaoyang opened his mouth and wanted to curse, in order to save the image of his dear second brother, Yuan Fei had no choice but to divert his attention, "Second brother, I heard that this restaurant is difficult to make reservations, how long in advance do you book it?" deal?"

"Ah?" Yuan Shaoyang paused, and sure enough he forgot the swear words, "Cut, look down on your second brother? Your second brother and I are the president of a dignified group anyway, okay?"

Yuan Fei sat down on the chair that Zhou Jinyuan had pulled out, and bent the corners of his lips: "I thought it would be a while before I saw you."

"Don't mention it! The old man gave me all the entertainment this year. It looks like he really wants to retire completely and enjoy his old age." Yuan Shaoyang shook his head again while talking, "No, he This is leaving all the dirty work to me, the old man is too scheming!"

Yuan Fei chuckled, and said in a light tone, "I hope you will quickly take over the Yuan's Group completely, so that I don't have to work hard to deal with him."

"I remembered what you said. Did the old man force you to take that Fu home?" Yuan Shaoyang lowered his voice, "A few days ago, I suddenly had a heart-to-heart talk with me. I have a good relationship with someone Fu."

The two of them did not shy away from the fact that there were outsiders on the table, so Zhou Jinyuan just looked through the menu and listened silently.

"Leave him alone." Yuan Fei frowned slightly, "I just made it clear to the Fu family today that my father will talk about it sooner or later, wait... wait for my career to be more stable."

The fact that Yuan Rong intervened to suppress his career left a big shadow on him, and he still has lingering fears when he thinks about it.

For an actor, it is really a little scary to be suppressed and never see his future.

Yuan Shaoyang gave a "tsk", "The old man doesn't know which muscle is wrong, besides Fu has a few bad money, well, he still has a face to see, what else does he have—"

Yuan Shaoyang's voice stopped abruptly, and his contemptuous eyes met Fu Jingcheng, who "has nothing but a few bad money and a face to see".

"Damn, hell!" He looked away unhappily, "How can I see this Fu everywhere? Nie Yuan?"

"Oh." Zhou Jinyuan glanced at the man exuding a cold aura, and said something: "I'm afraid it's not a coincidence, but man-made?"

Yuan Shaoyang frowned, "What do you mean?" Before he could answer, his eyes turned to Yuan Fei, who had drooping eyelashes, "Could it be that... the surname Fu has been harassing you?"

"It depends on how you define harassment." Zhou Jinyuan's tone was very subtle, "Anyway, I have met several times——"

"Zhou Jinyuan." Yuan Fei interrupted him suddenly, "It's nothing, second brother, don't think too much about it."

Zhou Jinyuan was stunned, Yuan Fei could hardly call him by name, and... there was clearly a trace of dissatisfaction in the tone just now.

He came back to his senses and made a silent movement.

Fu Jingcheng sat down at a table behind them.

That table originally belonged to two couples, but Fu Jingcheng insisted on exchanging them with VVIP.

One of the boys was quite reluctant at first, and the manager personally coordinated and refused to agree, but Fu Jingcheng didn't know what he said to the other party, and the boy's attitude immediately changed, and he readily gave him the table.

So, Fu Jingcheng just sat there alone, staring at Yuan Fei opposite him with burning eyes.

Yuan Shaoyang's back was facing him, and he was very nervous, so he didn't feel anything strange at all.But I still didn't forget to respond to him, and occasionally deliberately raised my voice and said something similar to "perverted stalker", "stalker shameless" and other accusations.

And Yuan Fei didn't move his gaze the whole time, it was as quiet as a painting, as if someone's real eyes didn't exist.

"Second brother, it's okay." Seeing Yuan Shaoyang scolding more and more vigorously, Yuan Fei couldn't help but interrupt him.

Yuan Shaoyang smacked his lips again and again, "Yuan Fei, you just have a really good temper."

"Just treat him as a stranger." Yuan Fei was indifferent, "Why are you so excited when a stranger eats at the same restaurant as you?"

On the opposite side, Fu Jingcheng, who had been listening to their conversation with his ears upright, was instantly stunned by the word "stranger", and he clenched his fists involuntarily.

"It's true." Yuan Shaoyang thought for a while, and was persuaded by him, "Then it's a stranger, even if it's not a human being. Yuan Fei, eat more fish, Shui Yunxuan's fish is a signature!"

Zhou Jinyuan just picked out a piece of fish, put it in Yuan Fei's bowl, and smiled at Yuan Shaoyang, "Have you got a heart?"

"Go away! Who has a heart with you! Disgusting!"

The atmosphere at their table returned to being relaxed and lively, and Fu Jingcheng, who was alone at that table, became more and more uncomfortable.

After Zhou Jinyuan managed to make Yuan Fei laugh again, he finally left his seat unbearably.

Mr. Fu himself has an aura of keeping strangers away, and now he freezes into ice indiscriminately within three meters.

Calm down, calm down, Fu Jingcheng...

He leaned on the sink and looked at the gloomy man in the mirror, just for a meal, and Yuan Shaoyang was still there, so there was nothing at all.

But the little guy smiled at Zhou Jinyuan who was an eyesore, and his smile was so pretty...

How long has it been since the little guy smiled at him?

"Boss Fu." He was trying to persuade himself, but suddenly an annoying face appeared in the mirror.

"Going to the bathroom for so long? Is there something wrong with that?" Zhou Jinyuan glanced at a certain part of him nonchalantly, and said slowly: "I know a doctor from a good men's hospital, do you want to... "

The temperature in Fu Jingcheng's eyes instantly dropped to freezing point, "Enough is enough, Zhou Jinyuan."

"Forget it if you don't need it." Zhou Jinyuan was still smiling, "Don't be angry, Mr. Fu."

Fu Jingcheng turned around to face him, with a sharp jaw raised slightly, in the usual posture of a superior looking down, "Stay away from Yuan Fei."

"Ah? What?" Zhou Jinyuan made a puzzled expression, and then his expression became a little embarrassed, "This seems a bit difficult, after all, I am not only a die-hard fan of Little Angel Yuan Fei, but also his boss. .”

Fu Jingcheng gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain his demeanor, "You know what I'm talking about."

"I don't know." Zhou Jinyuan shrugged innocently, "I just had a meal with Yuan Fei, and it didn't matter—oh, right, I forgot."

His smile deepened, "For some people, it is quite difficult for Yuan Fei to have a meal with him willingly."

"Shut up!" Fu Jingcheng was finally irritated by him, stepped forward and grabbed his collar, and warned angrily, "Zhou Jinyuan, you'd better make it clear that if Huayi Entertainment is to be brought down, you will not It's not difficult!"

Zhou Jinyuan replied unhurriedly: "Fu Jingcheng, please make it clear that even if you bring down Huayi Entertainment, Yuan Fei won't take a second look at you."

One sentence hit the opponent's Achilles' heel.

The strength in Fu Jingcheng's hands gradually loosened.

"Fu Jingcheng, you have known each other for so long, even, you once had a complete him. You lost him yourself, who can you blame?" Zhou Jinyuan straightened his collar, "And you don't think, you It looks special now... impotent and furious?"

The muscles on his cheeks twitched unnaturally twice, and Fu Jingcheng unconsciously took a step back.

Zhou Jinyuan's tone became cold, "Do you know what I hate the most about you? For two years, you actually trapped Yuan Fei at home for two full years. You know that two years is very important for an actor, especially one who loves you so much. How precious is it to an actor?"

"However, to a certain extent, you have at least done one thing right." Zhou Jinyuan slowly recovered a smile on his face, "Because you don't cherish, Yuan Fei will return to the place he should return to."

"This is... between me and him." Fu Jingcheng paused every word, "It has nothing to do with you."

Zhou Jinyuan sneered, "Perhaps Mr. Fu has heard a saying called—belated affection is cheaper than grass."

There was a trace of imperceptible malice in his tone: "If I were you, I would be ashamed and skinless to pester Yuan Fei again. Isn't his dislike of you obvious enough?"

Before he finished speaking, his collar was grabbed by the other party again, "Shut up!"

Zhou Jinyuan raised his head to meet the man's scarlet eyes, and unceremoniously punched him hard in the abdomen.

"You can't bear it if I have a meal with Yuan Fei? In the past two years, when the rumors of you and those little stars are flying everywhere, why don't you think about how uncomfortable he is?"

"Shut up the fuck!" Fu Jingcheng displayed impotent rage on the spot, endured the pain in his abdomen and punched Zhou Jinyuan in the face, "It's not your turn to tell me what happened to him!"

Zhou Jinyuan didn't hide, let his fist and teeth collide, and then swiftly returned his hand and threw the tall man back to the opposite wall, "I've really seen you upset for a long time, Fu Jingcheng, really."

The injury on his back slammed into the wall, and Fu Jingcheng was so painful that he almost passed out, unable to move for a while.

The next second, Zhou Jinyuan suddenly let go of his hand, tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, "President Fu, it's useless even if you beat me to death—"

"What are you doing?" Yuan Fei, who was standing at the door, frowned, and quickly walked into the bathroom, "Did you fight?"

Zhou Jinyuan paused, then turned around hesitantly, "Yuan Fei..."

The left half of his face was swollen, and the corners of his lips were torn and oozing blood. Yuan Fei saw that the frown between his brows was getting deeper and deeper, and he couldn't help scolding: "Fu Jingcheng, are you sick?"

This is a matter between them, why do you have to involve others again and again?

"I'm fine..." Zhou Jinyuan smiled, raised the wound on the corner of his lips, and took a breath unconsciously, "Forget it, let's go first."

Fu Jingcheng leaned against the cold wall, and before he could recover, he managed to force out a sentence: "Yuan Fei, listen to my explanation—"

Yuan Fei interrupted him coldly, "I just want to have a good meal, is it that difficult?"

Fu Jingcheng fell silent.

Yuan Fei didn't look at him anymore, pulled Zhou Jinyuan past him, and said in a low voice, "Let's go out first, I'll ask the waiter if there is any medicine box."

The two walked out of the bathroom, and there was a dead silence behind them.

After going out, Yuan Fei quickly let go of his hand, "I'm sorry, I apologize to you on his behalf."

Zhou Jinyuan was stunned, "What are you apologizing to me?"

Yuan Fei didn't speak, and looked back at his face, "If he fights with you, won't you fight back? No matter how bad it is, won't you hide?"

"I—" Zhou Jinyuan hesitated for a moment, and replied jokingly, "How do you know I didn't call back?"

Yuan Fei blinked his eyelashes, and the image of the man leaning against the wall with his head hanging down suddenly flashed through his mind.

His face changed instantly, and he turned and walked back without saying a word.