Looking forward to returning home

The chopsticks in An Lin's hand were stretching towards the steamed sweet-scented osmanthus fish in front of her. Hearing what Gu Yanxiao said, the end of the chopsticks stopped on the fish and laughed: "I can do it myself. There is no need for you to do it."

"I'm fine now, and it's easier for you to eat." Gu Yanxiao looked at An Lin with her eyes, seeing her relaxed and contented face, pursing her lips, flexibly controlling the chopsticks, picked up a few pieces of fish meat and came out to look at it. After confirming that there are no fish bones, I sent it to An Lin's bowl, "It's been a long time since I did these things for you."

The chewing lips stopped abruptly, and the eyes that were looking down at the rice also looked at Gu Yanxiao, and then she swallowed the food and slightly curled her lips, and said softly: "Okay."

A meal was eaten quietly, only the occasional sound of chopsticks touching ceramic dishes, which was crisp and pleasant, lingering in the small restaurant.

Gu Yanxiao taught her table etiquette since she was a child - don't speak when eating or sleeping, she certainly remembers it firmly.

It's just that I realized later that a fish seemed to have entered my belly in the end.

When he came back, he didn't pay much attention, and then he realized that Gu Yanxiao didn't seem to have touched this dish much.

An Lin couldn't help laughing: "The fish I cooked for you ended up in my stomach."

"It's fine to eat other dishes." Gu Yanxiao replied casually, got up and cleaned up the dishes, and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

An Lin wanted to stop her, but after thinking about it, she closed her mouth again. She just went in and took a rag to wipe the table.

The kitchen is open, and part of the interior can be seen from the dining room, and the voices between each other can also be heard naturally.

"Go back to the old house tomorrow night?" An Lin lowered his head and wiped the table, and asked.

Gu Yan hummed, and the voice came from afar: "Didn't you also say that you want to go back to see grandpa?"

"I'm afraid you are busy and don't have time to go back."

"I originally planned to go back after a while after the birthday banquet, but I didn't talk to grandpa that day, so I still have to find another time to go back." Gu Yanxiao turned off the faucet, wiped his hands, looked at An Lin and said, "Bu Give me."

"It's okay, you've washed your hands, I'll do the rest." An Lin waved her hand and pushed the chair back.

"It was snowing when I came back, did you know?" An Lin turned to ask while putting on gloves to wash the rag, turning the water on.

Gu Yanxiao subconsciously looked out the window: "Really? I didn't pay attention to this."

The curtains covered half of the windows, and the remaining half of the windows could barely see the night outside, but the floor was so high that no snowflakes could be seen clearly.

"Then what are you looking at?"

"A form sent by Lu Yi, the cooperation with Sanheding a few days ago." Gu Yanxiao replied directly.

An Lin nodded knowingly: "Renew the contract?"

"Yes." Gu Yanxiao glanced at her with some surprise, "I signed with them for two years before, and it will expire this year. I will revise some contract details and unit price."

Gu Yanxiao leaned against the partition between the kitchen and the dining room, with An Linjiao's slender back reflected in her eyes, some doubts arose in her heart.

"By the way..." An Lin cleaned up the kitchen a few times, then turned and walked out, "I haven't told you yet, the call just now was made by Sister Mu Shu."

Gu Yanxiao blinked and asked, "Have you gone to find her?"

"Didn't Sister Yifan go back to Yangcheng University yesterday? Some paparazzi found out about her whereabouts, so she squatted directly under Mingbo, trying to find information. Fortunately, their team responded quickly and moved in time. Sister Mu Shu let me Go and respond." An Lin nodded, and briefly mentioned the whole story and what she knew to Gu Yanxiao.

She was in a hurry when she went out, and she didn't have time to explain, afraid that Gu Yanxiao would be worried if she didn't explain clearly.

Now that I have time, I have to explain the situation to Gu Yanxiao.

YA often appears in the eyes of the audience as an investor in film and television. Of course, Gu Yanxiao also knows the twists and turns. When An Lin said this, she basically knew the situation.

But Guan Nianwen is one of Guangyao's top managers, besides, there is a stern smile on top of him, and he deliberately supports Jian Yifan. He is the leader in protection and public relations, and Jian Yifan follows her

For so many years, there have been almost no incidents, so there is no need to worry about it.

"Okay, got it."

Gu Yanxiao responded.

Jiang Mushu was also smart and knew to ask An Lin for help.

She is just an ordinary person, and when she appears in the eyes of the media, she is just a passerby and will not be noticed.

An Lin squinted her eyes, seeing that Gu Yanxiao had calmed down, she felt a little itchy in her heart.

At this time, Gu Yanxiao was still dressed as An Lin before going out, plain nightgown, long soft hair hanging down, with a few strands hanging lightly on her shoulders.

With arms crossed, he leaned lazily against the wall, his eyes slightly lowered to the ground, either because he was tired or simply didn't want to talk.

An Lin looked at it twice, but didn't make any unnecessary movements. After thinking for a while, she said, "Then I'll go wash up first. Are you going back to your room?"

Gu Yanxiao paused, then nodded slowly.

Jiang Mushu put down his phone, his eyes flickered, he looked down at Jian Yifan's stiff posture, thinking about the text An Lin sent her.

When I changed Jian Yifan's shoes just now, I felt the cold soles of her feet.

"I've spoken to your manager. I'll stay here tonight. I've sent her the address. When it's time tomorrow, Guan Qiu will come downstairs to pick you up at the airport." Jiang Mushu spoke with her It was the same as reporting a task, word by word, without blinking, as if it had already gone through it in my mind.

Besides, she didn't know what to say to Jian Yifan.

Jian Yifan also wanted to be a wooden man, and he didn't speak or answer when he heard it.

Jiang Mushu had been ignoring her for so many years. She asked her several times if she wanted her, but she never answered her question seriously or accurately.

Before he was an adult, Jiang Mushu used "she's still young" as a perfunctory excuse.

After she became an adult, she just endured her intimacy with her, and the rest was always to escape.

And what is it like now?

Jiang Mushu is like... a beast that was once trapped in a cage, going back and forth day and night, suddenly broke out of the cage, and rushed towards her, trying to tear her apart and eat her.

She confirmed her relationship with Wang Yuqiu again and again, and what kind of answer she hoped to get.

Jian Yifan only felt a little pathetic.

She still can't see through Jiang Mushu's mind.

The soles of the feet slowly melted into warmth, and the body gradually felt the temperature.

Jian Yifan looked at the plush slippers tightly worn on his feet, feeling disappointed.

So...who are you showing this tenderness now?

Are you making it up to me?

Still, want to play me in your palm again.

This possibility crossed Jian Yifan's mind, and his body twitched violently.

That time was the most painful time for her, worse than ever, none of them.

Seeing her body twitch suddenly, Jiang Mushu was startled, then stepped over and raised his hand to touch her forehead. Before he could speak, he was stopped by a hand: "Don't touch me."

"Uncomfortable?" Jiang Mushu frowned.

"No, I'm fine." Jian Yifan snatched Jiang Mushu's wrist and stood up with a cold and indifferent voice. He glanced at Jiang Mushu's clothes from the corner of his eyes, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the wound on her lip. He clenched his left fist again, "Turn back the clothes." I will buy another set and return it to you as if I borrowed it. If you have nothing to do with this set, throw it away."

Jiang Mushu obviously noticed Jian Yifan's sudden change of mood, retracted the blocked hand, frowned, stared straight at her, and deliberately lowered his tone: "You don't look very good ,What's wrong?"

For some reason, Jian Yifan could hear a little coaxing tone from this sentence.

In the next second, she felt that she was in a daze, it must be an illusion.

"If you say you don't have it, you don't have it." Jian Yifan said displeased, and didn't have the patience to waste time with Jiang Mushu.

Originally, thinking that the two of them would be in the same room tonight was enough to make her feel depressed, but Jiang Mushu kept chasing and asking, like brown sugar.

When she came in, she looked at this room, a high-end apartment, and she could infer the size of the whole house just from the area of ​​the living room.

"Okay, then it's fine." Jiang Mushu said, not daring to provoke her again.

Like a kitten whose tail has been stepped on, it blows up when it speaks.

Except for the meeting yesterday and today, the last time they were under the same roof so quietly was before Jian Yifan entered the circle.

Jiang Mushu looked at her profile, she was thinner than what she saw on TV.

Her business attire looked a little loose and a little too big on Jian Yifan's body, and the neckline was a little loose, which was also because she didn't button it all the way to the top.

In addition, Jian Yifan has a small frame, and almost all clothes are bought in the smallest size. Now the waist is loose, but it adds a different kind of beauty.

The cute fluffy slippers are paired with a serious professional suit. This contrast and contrast made Jiang Mushu feel that Jian Yifan seemed to have returned to the time when the two just met.

Jian Yifan felt uncomfortable being scrutinized by Jiang Mushu, his face was uncomfortable, and he wanted to wash up, but then he thought that he had nothing else to change except this set of clothes, and his heart became more and more irritable.

There is a plan to ignore 21, just make do with it for a night and then ask Guan Qiu for help tomorrow.

When she came in, she saw the location of the bathroom, and now she just raised her legs and walked there.

Seeing this, Jiang Mushu couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

"Taking a shower and going to bed, is Secretary Jiang okay?"

There is a tone and gesture that I am the owner of this place.

"No." Jiang Mushu opened his thin lips, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend, "But do you have a change of clothes?"

Jian Yifan choked when he was poked in the sore spot by Jiang Mushu.

It is not to say that there is no, and it is even more wrong to say that there is.

And Jiang Mushu, as if he knew that such a thing would happen, turned around and walked to the door, and gave her a small plastic bag: "After I lured them away, I went back to the room again and took it from your suitcase. I bought some clothes and brought them here...there should be no problem dealing with the current situation."

Then, she paused: "I don't think you are willing to wear my clothes."

Jian Yifan's lips moved, his throat rolled a few times, and he looked at Jiang Mushu with weird and complicated eyes.

The two stood facing each other for a long time, Jian Yifan took the plastic bag from her hand, walked in without saying a word.

Jiang Mushu looked at the door being closed, his eyes were still fixed on it, obviously he couldn't see anything, but He Rou didn't want to move away.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, and Jiang Mushu knew who it belonged to.

When she kissed her just now, she also smelled it, which was more fragrant and intense than at this time.

She sighed softly, turned back and saw the cup that An Lin filled Jian Yifan with water, she was slightly startled, then walked over quickly, picked it up carefully and held it, and glanced back to the bathroom door.

She didn't know if Jian Yifan had noticed.

The fingertips holding the handle of the cup tightened, and silently took the cup back to the kitchen, poured water, rinsed it, dried it carefully, and put it back on top of the closet.

There was the sound of rustling water in the bathroom, and I felt that the air was gradually becoming damp.

Normally, no one would come to her place. The bed in the guest room didn't even have a mattress. After moving in for several years, it was still just an empty bed frame.

Jiang Mushu changed the clothes on his body, held them in his hands, looked at them quietly for a while, folded them neatly, put them next to the laundry sink on the balcony, and went back to the room to replace all the sheets, quilts and other items with new ones, and threw the old ones into the laundry room. into the washing machine.

After finishing all this, Jian Yifan has not yet come out, and the sound of water in the bathroom is still gurgling.

Jian Yifan always likes to spend a lot of time on personal body care. Now that she is a star, she has to pay more attention to maintenance, which is normal.

Jiang Mushu had nothing to do for a while, so he turned on his phone, clicked on Weibo, entered the three words 'Jian Yi Fan', and countless latest news popped up all at once.

At the top is a release statement from 'Jian Yi Fan Studio'.

Weibo was sent 10 minutes ago

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The general meaning is to hope that fans don’t need to focus too much on Jian Yifan, and if there is any relevant event news, the studio will release it in time, and don’t make an overly fanatical move.

At the same time, it is also warning some opponents and the media to pay attention to the privacy of artists, otherwise they will use legal channels to deal with it.

As soon as a statement was issued, there were already thousands of comments and retweets.

Jiang Mushu clicked on it and saw that in addition to the accounts of the support club, the control and review team, the online publicity team, and Jian Yifan Chaohua fans, there were also many passers-by who were also speaking out.

Passerby No. [-]: [That's right, aren't artists not human?What is there to shoot after chasing after people's butts every day, just install a GPS positioning on them? ? ! 】

Passerby No. [-]: [Why, the media paparazzi can be so arrogant? 】

A complex and a simplified: [Candid filming is shameful! !Protect our goddess Jane! ! 】

Fan No. [-]: [Support legal rights protection!Refuse to take sneak shots! 】

......

This kind of thing is not surprising for any artist, as long as they are in this circle, they will definitely suffer from such problems, it depends on whether the agency and the artist team act or not act behind them.

If you want to make a certain amount of hype through this method, you will probably wait for the matter to continue to ferment, and come out to calm the situation when it is the most heated discussion.

——It is also possible that everything was arranged by the team's single-handed director.

Jiang Mushu followed Gu Yanxiao, and gradually understood many of the twists and turns, and sometimes he could understand what was going on just by looking at it.

She exited this page and did not read any more.

Jian Yifan's name was still written in the search box, she clicked on the column of 'Real Time' and swipe down slowly.

Many of the above are netizens and marketing accounts with the tag of #见川式工作室报告#.

Jiang Mushu slid down slowly, and suddenly saw a video, which she had never seen before.

She raised her head suddenly, and instantly understood why Jian Yifan acted like that.