Han Yuzhi Quan Xiansen, please sign the divorce

The sky was a bit dark, Nan Chu was still wearing sunglasses when he came out of the office, his delicate chin was raised slightly, but with a hint of haste, he walked towards the white sports car parked by the side of the road in a panic, There were more than a dozen steps from the office gate to the parking lot, but Nan Chu walked in less than half a minute. One can imagine how fast she was.

After all, Seoul is a bustling and lively place, and you can see all kinds of people every day. Some people even joked that you might pass by celebrities when you go to the street. Although Nanchu's appearance is easy to attract people's attention, it is not so uncommon. .

Nan Chu also knows that it is not good for her to be so flustered, but today is different. When she first came to Seoul four years ago, she was an unknown little girl. Although she cannot be said to be famous in Seoul now, there are quite a few people who know her Yes, if you see her like this, I believe the entertainment journalists will be happy to use their brains and provide her with a good page, even though she is not an artist.

Sitting back in the car, Nan Chu finally took off her sunglasses, revealing a delicate and pretty face, her temperament was really good, but her slightly pale face made her less energetic, Nan Chu put the sunglasses in her bag At the same time, she took out a document from it, and looked at it for a while with complicated eyes. Suddenly, the pleasant ringtone interrupted Nan Chu's thoughts. Just now, she held the document in her palm and carefully read it word by word. She had already casually thrown it on the passenger seat, and the title page was folded up during the process of throwing down the A4 paper, revealing the top few big words—"Divorce Agreement".

Nan Chu's gaze has been completely diverted. She is holding the phone in one hand and leaning on the car window with the other hand. She looks at the pedestrians and the busy traffic outside the window. The other side seems to have noticed her lack of focus. The pleasant and clean male voice raised slightly. Tone: "Nancy, are you listening?"

Nan Chu recovered from his own thoughts, and rubbed his temples a little tiredly: "Sorry, Kris, I'm afraid I won't be able to attend today's party. I have other things to do tonight."

"Oh, that's okay." The other party smiled and comforted her very gently, "Just deal with it, I just called you here today because I was afraid that you would be bored by yourself, but next time we have a party alone, you can I have to come."

"That's for sure." Nan Chu also smiled, and said, "Have fun."

In a slightly crowded and busy dressing room, the boy with exquisite facial features but a pair of domineering eyebrows put down his mobile phone, and the boy sitting next to him who was being grabbed and manipulated by the makeup artist immediately turned his head to look at him: "Brother, what did Nancy say?"

"She said she has something to do at night, so she won't go."

The boy wrinkled his bun face, with obvious disappointment, Kris comforted him: "Don't be disappointed, if this new album achieves good results, then invite her to our celebration party."

The boy's eyes lit up immediately: "Then can I ask her to design the styling for me? It doesn't mean that she is responsible for the styling of the filming, but I hope she can help me when I develop the press conference." Speaking of this, the boy was a little shy Lowering his head, "I really like NancyXI's style."

Kris smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "You can tell her about it later, she is very easy to get along with!"

The boy thought about it, the other party's temper is rare in the entertainment industry, and he has met her so many times in public and privately, although he is not a good friend, but basically he can say a few words, Thinking about it, the boy relaxed a little, thought for a while, and then sighed: "When we met before, I never thought that her makeup skills are so superb, and she can catch up with some masters! "

The makeup artist who turned the boy's delicate face over and over again became interested when he heard this, and quickly asked, "Is Chanyeol Xi talking about Ms. Nancy, the celebrity makeup artist of SBS?"

Park Chanyeol nodded and smiled brightly, "Nuna also likes NancyXI, doesn't she?"

"Her style is very special, with a strong personal touch but not rigid in form. She is definitely the leader of the new generation of makeup artists who deserve her name." After complimenting Nan Chu, she looked at Kris, "I heard that Ms. Nancy is also Chinese. KrisXI has a good relationship with her, right?"

Kris nodded implicitly: "We are friends who have known each other for many years."

"If there is a chance, I will ask KrisXI to introduce it for me." The makeup artist said with a smile, and Kris replied decently, "You are a senior, so it is Nancy's initiative to visit. Let's see when she has time."

"Then please."

When Nan Chu came home, it was completely dark, she opened the door and entered the house, while turning on the lights, the spacious room was quiet, with a touch of loneliness and indifference, Nan Chu turned on the lights, and the gorgeous chandelier emitted strong light, The villa of hundreds of square meters was brightly lit immediately, and every corner was dazzlingly bright. Nan Chu changed into a pair of soft slippers, threw the bag on the sofa, and then stepped on the wooden stairs to the second floor. The bedroom was also large and spacious. Luxurious, she opened the door in the bedroom, and a cloakroom comparable to a small shopping mall was exposed. Among the dazzling array of luxury clothing, shoes and bags, those belonging to Nan Chu seemed pitifully few. With a large piece of men's clothing, he opened his own wardrobe, took out a brand new set of home clothes, and walked out of the cloakroom.

After taking a bath, Nan Chu went downstairs with a ruddy complexion. The light and soft home clothes were attached to her body, showing off her good figure unreservedly. Nan Chu's long hair draped over her shoulders was slightly curled, with a A little lazy and charming, compared with her usual incomprehensible amorous image outside, at this moment she looks very amorous, but no matter how amorous, no one appreciates it.

Nan Chu simply didn't care, she walked into the kitchen, found a fresh tomato, an egg from the refrigerator, cut up half a cucumber, and pulled out half a bag of noodles from the top, Nan Chu skillfully beat the egg, turned on the fire , the smell of fried eggs and tomatoes spread throughout the kitchen in an instant. Nan Chu scooped a ladle of water into it, covered the pot and turned on the fire. After the water boiled, he served the noodles. It didn’t take long for him to look at the tender and sweet tomatoes and eggs all night. The noodles came out of the oven. Nan Chu didn't like to drink noodle soup, so she picked up the noodles directly on a beautiful porcelain plate, with golden eggs and tender red tomatoes on top, and she also sprinkled thinly sliced ​​cucumbers on top, looking at this beautiful The color matching and the sweet fragrance are very exciting.

Living away from home for more than four years has taught Nanchu, a household waste, to cook a few simple home-cooked dishes, at least not to starve to death living alone.It's just that the dinner that Nan Chu made with her own hands, but she didn't have much appetite for it, so she tasted a few mouthfuls while it was still hot to appease her empty stomach, and she dumped the rest of the large plate of noodles into the trash can. Nan Chu washed the dishes, Then I cleaned up the kitchen and looked spotless. Then I went to the living room and turned on the TV, but I didn’t know what to watch, and I changed the TV. Her interest, after all, as the exclusive make-up artist of the crew, she knows better than anyone else how the plot is performed.

In the cupboard, the clock that Nan Chu brought back from Switzerland was slowly pointing to ten. Nan Chu's gaze gradually shifted from the window to the coffee table opposite her. After a while, the screen of the phone lit up, accompanied by a burst of pleasant Nan Chu picked up the sound of music, but before she could speak, the other party was very noisy. Amidst all kinds of music and chatter, the man's voice still clearly reached her ears: "Honey, I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do tonight." I went home early, have you eaten yet?" Without waiting for Nan Chu to answer, the other party said again, "Although I can't accompany you at home, you must have dinner, otherwise if you have a stomachache someday, I won't care about you .”

With a gentle and delicate tone, people who don't know think they are such a loving couple. Nan Chu pulled her lips, but she couldn't laugh when she wanted to laugh. She simply put down the raised corners of her lips and asked lightly: "What's next for you tonight?" You can't come here, can you?"

Perhaps it was because the place where he was was too noisy, the always careful man didn't even notice that she said "come" instead of "go home", and he didn't notice that there was a little coldness in Nan Chu's always soft voice , I was slightly taken aback, and then said: "If it is very late, I will sleep in the dormitory, so as not to disturb your rest."

"Okay, let's hang up." After Nan Chu finished speaking, he hung up the phone, threw the phone on the table, and went upstairs without looking back. The living room was still brightly lit, and there was no one in sight. Next to the phone was a document, the large characters looked a little dazzling under the light, reflecting a cold light.

On the other end of the phone, in the lively and noisy club, Quan Zhilong stared at the dark screen of the phone in a daze. He stayed in the United States for more than a week because of a music festival. Pulled out by his colleagues and friends for a party in the name of celebration, plus the few days he stayed in Japan before going to the United States, they hadn't seen each other for half a month, Quan Zhilong suddenly regretted accepting his friend's invitation The invitation is just that everyone has come, but it is not so easy to leave.

Just when Quan Zhilong was in a daze, a pair of jade arms came from behind him, and his slender fingers covered with colored nail polish caught his collar, full of hints, Quan Zhilong frowned slightly, behind him She moved away before her red lips touched her, glanced at her slightly, and said in a clear voice, "Sorry, I went in first."