I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

On the morning when Cen Xiao set off to see his grandmother, he pulled Fu Zhun out of the bed, who was sleeping under the covers.

Fu Zhun had been sullen since last night because Cen Xiao hadn't planned to let Fu Zhun go with him.

But after thinking about it, she felt that Meng Zhen didn't like him anymore, and it was impossible that even grandma didn't like him too.

So he prepared to bring Fu Zhun there as well.

Fu Zhun, a wild man, has already moved into the house that Cen Xiao used to live in, and now he is pretending to be the master of the house, taking up half of Cen Xiao's closet.

When he was pulled out, he still had a strong sense of getting up, and even Cen Xiao was startled for a moment by the fierceness.

It's just that one thing is one thing, and it's quite easy for him to clean up Fu Zhun.

Cen Xiao casually lay on his side with his head propped up, and his other free hand quietly reached into the hem of Fu Zhun's clothes.

Sure enough, after a while, Fu Zhun sensed something was wrong and groaned a few times.

He opened his eyes half asleep, sleepiness still lingering between his brows and eyes.

After he collected himself, he said vaguely like complaining: "Don't make trouble with me."

"I'm going to Zhoucheng." Cen Xiao lowered his head and pecked the corner of his lips lightly, "Are you still up?"

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun finally realized that Cen Xiao wanted to go back to see his grandmother.

After a moment of silence, he reluctantly hugged Cen Xiao for a while before getting up.

He had a paralyzed face throughout the morning, exuding endless resentment.

"What? Not happy?" Cen Xiao glanced at him from the corner of his eye when he got into the car.

Seeing that Fu Zhun seems to be quite tired recently, Cen Xiao was worried that something might go wrong with his tired driving, so he decided to drive by himself.

"Are you happy that your boyfriend runs out every day?" Fu Zhun curled his lips and fastened his seat belt angrily.

Cen Xiao rested for a few days after wrapping up, and he didn't know how many things he had to deal with.

But Fu Zhun couldn't stop him, they were all members of his family anyway, so what could Fu Zhun do.

Hearing his resentful words, Cen Xiao raised his eyelids and drove the car, "Isn't this taking you?"

"Just pick me up for a while." Fu Zhun stared straight ahead, but didn't look at Cen Xiao, "Don't take me with you for anything."

"Who said it's just a short distance?" Cen Xiao raised his eyebrows, "I'll take you this time."

Fu Zhun: "?"

Fu Zhun took a while to digest these words.

Just at the red light at the intersection, Cen Xiao stopped the car slowly, tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips, turned his head to look at Fu Zhun: "I'll take you to meet the parents."

Fu Zhun: "..."

Only then did he become convinced that Cen Xiao was really planning to take him there.

The expression was blank for a moment, and Fu Zhun moved his lips after he settled down: "You are serious."

"Really." Cen Xiao propped his head to admire his expression for a while, and teased, "I won't have a boyfriend if I lie to you."

Fu Zhun: "..."

It wasn't until he checked in that Fu Zhun believed that Cen Xiao really asked Sun Zuoqiao to buy the ticket for him.

His brain buffered for a long time, and he barely reacted after the plane landed. After a while, he began to worry: "I haven't prepared anything."

"No need to prepare." Cen Xiao glanced at him, "My grandma will definitely like your personality."

He vaguely remembered that when he was a child, his grandmother always thought he was too quiet, and tried to make him laugh and lose his temper every now and then.

Especially before and after Meng Zhen and Cen Qin divorced.

At that time, he didn't know why his parents had to separate, but he knew it was a bad thing, so his temper became quieter.

The only time he took the initiative to speak was to secretly ask grandma why his parents had to separate.

However, grandma never said a bad word about Cen Qin, nor did she directly tell him the reason, she just replied: "It's just a shallow fate, it's not a big deal."

"Should we separate because of a shallow fate?" Xiao Cen Xiao asked ignorantly.

"It's a good thing to leave at the touch of a finger." Grandma smiled while pinching the plasticine she bought for him: "It's troublesome after a long time."

As she spoke, she put the pinched little white rabbit in front of Cen Xiao, and brought over a singing doll rabbit, and asked, "Which one do you like?"

Cen Xiao's attention was diverted in an instant, and he no longer entangled in matters of shallow fate. He pointed to the mud rabbit and said, "This."

"This one can't speak." Grandma reminded.

"I like it." Little Cen Xiao was very stubborn.

Hearing this, grandma just patted his head, "Then you have to talk to it more."

Hearing this, Xiao Cen Xiao pursed his lips and struggled for a while, then asked, "Then can I have both?"

"Let them speak for themselves."

Grandma froze for a moment and was amused by him.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing him in a daze, Fu Zhun waved his hand in front of his eyes, "The light is green."

When Cen Xiao regained consciousness, he saw Fu Zhun's slender and white fingers, which looked like rabbit ears.

Withdrawing his gaze, Cen Xiao pushed down his hand and started the car again, "I wonder if you, a chirping and biting rabbit, are more lovable."

Fu Zhun: "..."

Facts have proved that it is true that Fu Zhun will bite Cen Xiao, and it is true that he is lovable.

Don't look at him putting on a bad face outside all day and not talking to others, but he really knows how to please the elders.

A few words can make grandma giggle.

In addition, when my grandmother was young, she also liked calligraphy and painting. When she heard that Fu Zhun could paint, her eyes lit up immediately.

He also asked Fu Zhun to draw her a picture of a chicken pecking rice.

Cen Xiao felt that this painting was very unimaginable.

After grandma hung the painting in the bedroom, she went into the kitchen to cook.

Seeing this, Cen Xiao happened to have something to say to his grandmother, so he got up and prepared to follow in.

Fu Zhun also wanted to get up, but was pushed back by Cen Xiao: "Stay."

"..." Fu Zhun hesitated for a moment, "It's not very good."

"You don't know how to cook." Cen Xiao raised his chin in the direction of the TV, "Go and watch your Pleasant Goat."

Fu Zhun: "..."

Fu Zhun, who had been absent-minded about the TV, finally realized this, and changed the channel expressionlessly.

As soon as Cen Xiao entered the kitchen, before he could speak, his grandmother greeted him to the side, obviously looking like he had something to say.

Although she may not be able to keep up with the times as she gets older, she doesn't know the twists and turns outside, but because of the matter of Meng Zhen and Cen Qin, she can more or less notice it.

It's just that grandma was more tactful, and spoke insinuatingly: "Xiaoxiao, where is Xiaozhun from?"

"Zhoucheng." Cen Xiao took the potato next to him and began to peel it calmly.

"Here." Grandma smiled and nodded, and continued: "Then he passed by our house on his way home?"

When Cen Xiao walked in, he was afraid that he would scare grandma by being too straightforward.

So during the introduction, he only said that Fu Zhun was his friend, let's take a look together.

At that time, grandma's kind and joyful eyes flicked past the two of them, and she nodded with a smile.

Thinking about it now, an ordinary friend would not follow others to the elders.

Hearing grandma's words, Cen Xiao knew that her heart was like a bright mirror.

After hiding Fu Zhun from Meng Zhen for so long, he doesn't want to hide any more now, so he simply said, "He's not passing by."

"Is that so." Grandma smiled so much that her eyes were bent, "So you came to see me specially?"

"En." Cen Xiao looked at her smiling eyes, feeling a little dazed for a while.

In fact, Meng Zhen also has crescent eyes that crooked when she smiles.

But Cen Xiao hadn't seen him for a long time.

After a moment of silence, Cen Xiao also smiled and joked with grandma: "The main reason is..."

"He has been wronged too much."

"I came here specially to tell you about me."

……

At the same time, Cen Xiao Studio in Huadu.

There was no sound in the office, even the sound of breathing was mixed with caution.

Afraid of getting out of breath, Meng Zhen grabbed her and said.

A few hours ago, a CP fan of Cen Xiao and Ren Xiaozhen exposed photos of Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun going in and out of the hotel together.

The words were fierce, pointing the finger at Cen Xiao, condemning Cen Xiao's behavior of binding CP to play fans in the filming of dramas.

It didn't take long for the major marketing accounts to start reposting frantically.

Only a few marketing accounts that have a good relationship with them reminded them a little bit.

Meng Zhen was stunned when she saw the photo.

These photos were exposed, not to mention the long-term impact, just now, Cen Xiao's endorsement may be withdrawn.

Even the chance of signing Xingyuan Entertainment will come to naught.

After she realized it, she immediately called Sun Zuoqiao who was sent by her to talk about endorsement.

And Sun Zuoqiao had already heard the news, but unfortunately he didn't suppress it, and was pushed into the trending search.

He had noticed it at the entrance of the hotel that day, but he didn't expect his intuition to be so accurate.

He was also in a hurry right now, he kept contacting Cen Xiao while keeping Meng Zhen on WeChat.

"What's the matter?" When Cen Xiao received the call, he was still telling his grandmother about him and Fu Zhun at the dinner table.

He hung up the first two calls, and it was only during the third call that Cen Xiao realized something was wrong, so he got up to answer the call.

It's just that the voice sounds calm and composed, as if he doesn't even know that he has been on the hot search.

"Brother, something big happened!" Sun Zuoqiao was so anxious that he was about to cry, "You and Mr. Fu were photographed, and now they are all trending!"

As soon as these words came out, Cen Xiao on the other end of the phone pondered for a moment, then said "Oh" in a calm tone, and said, "If you can take pictures, then you can take pictures. If you can take pictures, it's fate."

Sun Zuoqiao: "..."

God damn fate.

After his mind went blank for a while, he couldn't help asking a question from the depths of his soul: "Brother, do you believe in Buddhism?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

Cen Xiao obviously didn't want to pay attention to Sun Zuoqiao's nonsense.

He glanced at Fu Zhun who was helping grandma clean up the dishes at the dining table, and bent the corners of his lips lightly: "That's it, don't press."

"Ah?" Sun Zuoqiao was stunned by his words and was speechless for a while.

It wasn't until Cen Xiao wanted to hang up the phone that he moved his lips and forced out a word: "Brother, what do you mean?"

"It means that your brother wants to leave." Cen Xiao wrote lightly while leaning halfway against the wall.

It seems that retiring from the circle is like drinking water, plain and inconspicuous.

Although Sun Zuoqiao knew that Cen Xiao had become less and less self-motivated over the years, he did not expect this day to come so soon.

He was a little frustrated for a moment, and his shoulders slumped: "Brother, didn't you know it a long time ago?"

"Yeah." Cen Xiao admitted quickly, "I felt that someone was secretly taking pictures that day, and your teacher Fu also saw it."

At that time, Fu Zhun said in the car while drunk, "The theft was discovered", and Cen Xiao knew what he saw when he heard it.

It's just that he didn't tell Sun Zuoqiao, and he didn't report to the studio, so he just let nature take its course.

After Fu Zhun reminded him, he didn't respond, let alone make a move.

It was completely in a state where Cen Xiao didn't ask me not to move.

Hearing what Cen Xiao said, Sun Zuoqiao was silent for a while, knowing that he had made up his mind, he finally turned into a sigh: "Brother, I know it's useless to persuade me, but I still hope you think again."

"Besides..." He paused, and reminded hesitantly: "Ms. Meng has already boarded the plane, and she is driving towards you."

"I see." Cen Xiao nodded, seeming to hear his worry, and comforted him: "You don't need to think too much, I will take care of it here."

Originally, Cen Xiao didn't want to alarm grandma because of these things.

But now that Meng Zhen is rushing this way, it means that she is destined to let her know.

After hanging up the phone, he rubbed his phone for a while, then looked sideways at Fu Zhun.

Fu Zhun had just put the bowls and chopsticks into the water to soak, and now he was sitting on the sofa peeling oranges for his grandma when he came back.

Sensing Cen Xiao's subtle gaze, he raised his eyelids, just in time to meet Cen Xiao's gaze.

There was a pause in his hands, Fu Zhun didn't speak, and quietly withdrew his gaze and continued peeling.

After he finished peeling it and handed it to grandma, he got up with a smile and said, "I'm going to wash my hands."

"Okay." Grandma was watching TV vigorously, and answered everything well.

The corner where Cen Xiao was standing was right in front of the bathroom door.

When Fu Zhun came over, he happened to see him raising his eyebrows.

"What's the matter?" Fu Zhun vaguely heard the phone call just now, but the distance was not close, and the TV was on, so he couldn't hear clearly.

Hearing this, Cen Xiao just laughed lightly: "It's nothing, I just feel like I'm going to be relieved."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Zhun's cell phone vibrated twice.

It was from Fu Zhun's assistant.

Probably because he knew that his boss had something important to do, so he didn't dare to call to bother him, and only sent two messages to ask about the situation.

[Boss, it's hotly searched. 】

【What should we do now?Do you want to press? 】

After posting, the assistant kindly attached a picture.

It was a photo of the two of them going in and out of the hotel together on the day of Cen Xiao's green banquet.

Fu Zhun held his hand, leaning towards Cen Xiao as if he had no bones.

A gesture of intimacy.

Fu Zhun glanced at it, and after understanding the general situation, he raised his head and raised his eyebrows, jokingly said: "This time the cheating was really discovered."

"Then find out." A low laugh came, and Cen Xiao curled the corners of his lips indifferently.

The voice from the TV in the living room was still echoing in his ears, Cen Xiao was half leaning against the wall, his brows raised lightly.

Seeing his expression, Fu Zhun was stunned for a moment, feeling that Cen Xiao, like him, was plotting something.

At the moment when his mind was blank, Cen Xiao raised his hand suddenly, scratched Fu Zhun's chin, kissed the corner of his mouth silently like teasing a cat, and joked with him: "Anyway, you stole You are also very proficient in love affairs, are you afraid of being on the hot search?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

It doesn't seem like a good thing to be proficient in this business.