Fan Shengmei fetched a basin of water, twisted a towel, sat on the footstool next to He Chunxi, raised He Chunxi's feet and placed them on her knees, and gently pressed them with the towel.

He Chunxi sat on a bamboo chair and looked at Fan Shengmei's room. Although it was simple, it was also neat and tidy: "If you ask me, people don't believe that you are the home of a female star, and it's too clean. I have a few good ones there. Western furniture, exquisite and practical, I'll send someone to move it here for you first..."

Hearing that He Chunxi was going to bring her something again, Fan Shengmei couldn't help frowning: "Mrs. Zhao, I'm not used to you treating me like this."

He Chunxi pouted and acted like a baby: "I'm not used to you calling me Mrs. Zhao, didn't you agree to call me by name?"

"Hey," Fan Shengmei sighed helplessly, "Chunxi, I know you mean well. I come from a humble background and I have no credentials, but I can proudly say that all the tables and stools I have in this house depend on me. Work hard to get it. I am very grateful that you value me and are willing to be my friend, but I have nothing to give you in return."

"I'm sorry," He Chunxi took Fan Shengmei's hand, "Xiaomei, do you know? You think I am helping you, but in fact I am begging for your mercy. What I can give you is compared with your artistic value. , and how much is it worth? As long as you are willing to accept it, you will think highly of me."

"But..." Fan Shengmei raised her head to argue, but saw He Chunxi's eyes filled with tears.

"Xiaomei, I told you about Guan Lan. She was a ray of sunshine in my entire girlhood. I have watched the movies she acted in many times, and I miss every character. But I can't stop her death. She The day I committed suicide was the day I got married. I woke up the day after the bridal chamber and all I read was her bad news in the newspaper. My entire honeymoon was bitter. I don’t know why she died, nor did I I know how to protect her. Now I often think, if I can be her friend, if I can give her a pair of eyes that can meet her, if I can listen to her thoughts, can I save her? It’s just that I was young at that time and I couldn’t do anything. But it’s different now, how lucky I met you, and I have the ability to protect you and treat you well, so, Xiaomei, I can be your friend Is it?" When He Chunxi talked about the emotion, tears rolled down the back of Fan Shengmei's hand.

At first, Fan Shengmei only knew that He Chunxi was a fan of Guan Lan, but she didn't know that she loved Guan Lan so much. Before that, she only regarded her as a wealthy wife who gave off money to others, and she failed her sincere friendship.She stood up, hugged the sobbing He Chunxi, and patted her on the back lightly, but didn't know what to say, so she comforted her clumsily: "Chunxi, I'm sorry, don't cry, I'll be your friend, I'll be your friend." Your friend."

What she didn't tell He Chunxi is that she has been in love with her since she was 12 years old.It's just that she was so unattainable and unattainable at that time, she was just a dream in her heart that might never come true.Unexpectedly, by chance, she became a fan of her movie. She saw and was moved by everything she did for her.Why doesn't she want to have a pair of eyes that can look at her, but the humbleness engraved in her bones since she was a child has always reminded her of the disparity in her identity.She thought, maybe the day she won the Best Actress is the day when she can finally stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

This is just a stubborn little secret in her heart, a secret that will never, never be said out loud.

When He Chunxi heard the news that Fan Shengmei won the second female lead in Kong Boyang's new play, he was reading under the tree: "Tell me in detail, how did Miss Fan act?"

"The director was here at the time, Miss Fan was here, she raised her head like this, raised her arms like this..." The guards sent to inquire scratched their ears and tried to reproduce the scene at that time.

"Hey, that's all." He Chunxi waved his hand, "You are acting in a monkey show."

The guard smiled embarrassedly and said, "Anyway, as soon as Ms. Fan's lines came out, the directors' eyes were attracted to them. They watched Ms. Fan finish her performance without blinking, and praised her. Now she is set to play the second female lead." Number."

With a smile on his lips, He Chunxi asked him to go down, closed his eyes and lay on the armchair, imagining Fan Shengmei's every frown and smile on the set.It's a pity, I injured my foot, and I was told by Fan Shengmei not to put pressure on the director, so I had no choice but to resist the urge to go to the audition scene and stay at home to keep an eye on the news.Although the news was not unexpected, it still gave her unspeakable joy when it was implemented, as if she had become a heroine.How should I express my celebration to her?

"Xiao Yao!" He Chunxi said, "Go buy a bouquet of flowers for Miss Fan, um, 999 red roses, I wish her new play a big hit."

Xiao Yao snorted and was about to go out, but was stopped by He Chunxi: "No, it's too public, I'm afraid she won't like it."

He Chunxi bit his lip and thought hard for a while, then suddenly he had an idea: "Oh, by the way, I'll make her a snack, it's my heart, and it's not extravagant, wouldn't it be better?" He stood up and went to the kitchen , Only to find that the feet are still swollen, I can't help but "ouch".

Xiao Yao hurried over to support her: "Miss, please walk slowly—by the way, you can also make snacks?" Xiao Yao was her servant before she got married, so she was called Miss in private.

He Chunxi was stunned by this question. Since she was young, she knew a thing or two about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but it seemed that she had never learned the skill of making dim sum. She thought for a while and said, "Xiao Yao, you know How about some snacks?"

"Miss, you forgot that our family used to run a restaurant. I know quite a few, such as muffin cake, crabapple cake, rose cake, Double Ninth cake, soup dumpling, steamed bun, yellow crab shell, crispy twist, and sweet taro seedlings. ..." Xiao Yao couldn't stop talking about his specialty dishes.

"Oh, it's alright, alright, I told you I'm hungry." He Chunxi thought for a while, "Rose beauty, let's make rose cake, you can teach me, okay?"

Under Xiao Yao's hand-in-hand guidance, He Chunxi's first self-made dim sum finally came out of the oven, "Hurry up, ask someone to deliver it to Miss Fan while it's hot."

Xiao Yao made fun of her: "Miss, I see that you have never cared so much for my son-in-law in the years since you were married. It is also thanks to Miss Fan. If you are a gentleman, our son-in-law will not die of jealousy."

He Chunxi glanced at her: "Yes, you reminded me well, I will send it to Rongxuan if I can't fit it."

Zhao Rongxuan was discussing the battle situation with a few staff members. After seeing the snacks, several staff members praised Mrs. Sister-in-law for her virtuousness. Zhao Rongxuan took one, took a bite, and said with a frown, "It's too sweet."

He glanced at He Chunxi's feet again: "In the future, you don't have to do this kind of thing yourself. If you want to eat, you can ask someone to buy it."

He Chunxi stepped back unhappily, and complained to Xiao Yao: "I said I don't need to do it for him, I don't understand the style."

Just as I was talking, the person sent to deliver the dim sum had already returned: "Ma'am, Miss Fan was very happy to receive the dim sum. She ate three of them in one go. She couldn't eat any more. She even said that she would wrap it up and save it for tomorrow morning. That's right. , Miss Fan also asked me to send you a note."

He Chunxi gently unfolded the note and wrote two words on it: "Delicious."

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