save the paranoid beauty

The scene on the set was just finished filming, Zhou Xing fell into the back of the chair, and when he saw the scarf about Nanci kept falling, he tightened his fingers.

There were also rustling voices on the set, and Nan Ci's name could be heard occasionally. Zhou Xing scratched his hair irritably, stood up, kicked the chair, turned and left.

"Sister Xia, drink some water." Xia Xin took the assistant's water, and she raised her eyebrows when she saw the words Nan Ci on the scarf, so it was no wonder Zhou Xing jumped.

Director Zeng's original favorite male lead was Nanci, who had just won the Best Actor award. As a result, Nanci broke out in a scandal, and Zhou Xing stepped in from the back door.

"Sister Xia, Zhou Xing has such a temper."

Xia Xin smiled without saying a word.As the same agent, Zhou Xing can only rely on unspoken rules to rise to the top, while Nan Ci has already stepped ahead of him.Although Nan Ci's reputation in the entertainment industry is not good, and many celebrities have been torn up by him in order to become popular, Tianyu stands behind Nan Ci unconditionally.

He will always be on the throne, cold and reserved, looking down on everyone.After falling to the bottom, anyone can step on it.

The incandescent lamp illuminated the ward, and Meng Jin's eyes met Nan Ci's black eyes.

On the hospital bed, Nan Ci's lips were tightly pursed, his brows were pressed down, his eyebrows were sparse, and he looked a bit unfriendly.

Nan Ci looked at Meng Jinsheng calmly. He saw a chair next to Nan Ci's hospital bed. He pointed to the chair: "Can I sit? Mr. Nan?"

Nan Ci naturally ignored Meng Jin, his dark eyes looked at Meng Jin, like an abyss in his eyes.

Meng Jin froze in place.

Meng Jin took a step forward tentatively, Nan Ci's body was tense, and his fingers subconsciously clenched the quilt tightly.

"Shua—" Meng Jin immediately retracted his long legs and stood obediently on the spot.

Nan Ci lowered his eyes, the blue and white quilt covered him, and the profile of his face was clearly defined.

Meng Jin stood there for about an hour. Meng Jin's feet were numb. He quickly glanced at Nanci, and quietly climbed onto the back of the chair with one hand.

"Squeak-"

The chair was dragged away quickly.

Nan Ci's eyes shifted to Meng Jin.

The hair on his forehead covered his eyes, his palms were clenched tightly, his rapid panting was suppressed by him, and he was on guard and vigilant.

Meng Jin was stunned, he put the chair one meter away from Nanci, fixedly looked at Nanci's slightly trembling body, and carefully moved the chair outside again.

"My name is Meng Jin. Your own brother Guan Chuan is my brother. He asked me to find you before he died." Meng Jin sat on a chair with long, clean hands and a famous black watch on his wrist.

When Nanci heard his brother, he looked up at Meng Jin, and then lowered his head.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, suppressed the questioning in his heart, and did not respond in the slightest.

Meng Jin stopped talking, and the room became quiet. In such a quiet environment, an empty sound was very clear.

Nan Ci still didn't respond in a daze, but the tips of her ears hidden under her hair were bright red.

Meng Jin paused hesitantly, his eyes fell on the cool food on the bedside cabinet.

"Actually, I'm hungry too." Meng Jin nodded, hiding the smile on his lips, and picked up his phone to contact Liu Gao.

Nan Ci shrank his toes inward, and placed his fingers dignifiedly on the quilt, appearing somewhat reserved.

After Meng Jin made the phone call, seeing Nan Ci's embarrassed look, he propped his chin with his hand.

The sunlight outside the window couldn't shine into the ward, but the incandescent lamp inside was very bright. Even though the brightness didn't bring warmth, Nanci's eyes fell on Meng Jin.

Meng Jin is wearing a dark gray suit today, his coat is not on his body, the small vest on his body faintly outlines his beautiful and strong upper body, his long legs are bent on the ground in aggrieved way, and his hair falls in fine pieces on his full forehead.

Meng Jin has a pair of very beautiful peach blossom eyes. When he looks at people with a smile, he seems to be gazing at his lover, tender and full of emotion.

Liu Gao sat in Weiwei’s restaurant and looked at the bib on his mobile phone. He never liked to pay attention to the entertainment industry. When he was on tour today, he heard a few staff members discussing about Meng Jin. That’s why he paid a little attention to today’s hot search for bib.

"Assistant Liu, your lunch box is ready." A waiter in a cheongsam smiled.

"Okay, thank you." Liu Gao took the lunch box. It tasted like the restaurant Meng Jin often eats. Liu Gao is also very familiar with this restaurant.He put away his cell phone and drove towards Ren'ai Hospital with his lunch box.

Liu Gao, who has always followed Meng Jin, also followed the leader this time and paid attention to Nanci.

Montessori Building

The employees of the Meng Group have always paid attention to their immediate boss Meng Jin and Liu Gao, the dog-headed military strategist next to his boss. These two paid attention to Nanci together. Of course, they are obliged to follow suit.

"Chairman, your meal is here." Liu Gao stood in front of Meng Jin.

Meng Jin wiped off the water on his hands with a paper towel, his joints were clear.

"Give it to me, I won't go to the company today, just transfer the file to my computer at home." Meng Jin said after taking the lunch box.

"It's the chairman, even if you're in Germany, you still need to take care of it yourself." Liu Gao didn't look sideways, and only focused on his work.

Meng Jin nodded: "I will pay attention."

Before Liu Gao left, he closed the door intimately.

Meng Jin brought over a bed table and placed the meals on it.

Nanci's fingers were on the side of the bed. Since Liu Gao came in, he had lowered his head, unable to see clearly the expression under his fine hair.

"It's on, let's start." Meng Jin took out his chopsticks and handed them to Nan Ci, unexpectedly without airs.

Nan Ci didn't take it, Meng Jin just held it up.

Meng Jin was very patient. He was handsome and charming. He sat on a chair and held up chopsticks. His knuckle fingers were very beautiful.

Nan Ci took his chopsticks, his voice hoarse: "What do you want to do?"

Meng Jin leaned back: "I want to be your brother."

The corners of Nan Ci's eyes were upturned, his back was tense, and his throat was dry: "...No need."

"Protect you well." Meng Jin's wrist seemed to feel the cold touch of Guan Chuan's clenched hands again.

Nanci had no memory of his own brother for a long time. He was brought to an old couple in the mountains when he was three years old. Later, after the traffickers were caught, he was sent to an orphanage when he was ten years old.

Nan Ci suppressed the thoughts in his heart, his eyelids trembled.

"Maybe you can eat your meal first, and I won't bother you in the afternoon after you eat." Meng Jin smiled, and he ate gracefully with chopsticks, not at a slow pace.

Nanci clenched his chopsticks tightly and ate his rice in silence.

A round braised pork briskly landed in Nan Ci's bowl, and Meng Jin held the serving chopsticks: "This dish is not bad."

Nan Ci stared at Meng Jin for a long time before stuffing the braised pork into his mouth expressionlessly, puffing his cheeks.

Pleaser personality, unable to refuse other people's kindness, and will wrong himself to help others.Meng Jin bowed his head, he didn't believe that Nanci didn't have the slightest resistance.

Whether it was against the decision of his adoptive parents to run away from home or against the banquet, Meng Jin believed that Nanci also wanted to resist deep down in his heart.

After tidying up the dishes, Meng Jin walked out.

Nanci breathed a sigh of relief on the bed, he lowered his head and stared at his stomach, then stared in front of him in a daze.

Meng Jin put the lunch box in the hospital's trash can, clapped his hands and walked into the dean's office.

The dean's room is very simple. This Ren'ai Hospital is invested by Tan Hong and has government background.

"Hi Dean, I want to ask about Nan Ci's condition." Meng Jin asked while sitting on a chair.

"Mr. Meng, you have the right to visit patients, but to check Mr. Nan's condition, you need the consent of the guardian, Ms. Sun." The dean said calmly, with a tone neither humble nor overbearing.

Meng Jin nodded and was not angry. He pointed to the phone number on the paper and dialed it.

When Sister Sun walked to the set, her artist had a problem.The phone buzzed, and she turned it on.

"Hello, I'm Meng Jin. I want to know about Nanci's condition and I need your approval." Meng Jin continued: "Nanci is my good brother's younger brother. Do you have an email address? I can send their DNA test for you."

Sister Sun was stunned: "...OK."

"Crack! Next game!"

The director's voice came over the phone, and Meng Jin frowned slightly: "Then I won't bother Ms. Sun."

Sister Sun took a deep breath: "Okay, see you again, Mr. Meng."

Not long after, the dean received a call from Sun Feng. After the dean hung up the phone, he handed a file bag to Meng Jin.

Meng Jin frowned fiercely, looking thoughtful.

"Dean, can I see Nan Ci's psychiatrist?" Meng Jin asked as he returned the file bag to the dean.

"Obviously, I can't stop you." The dean put away the file bag and said to Meng Jin.

Meng Jin's peach blossom eyes laughed.

Silence returned to the ward, Nan Ci stared ahead, but his thoughts flew out of the hospital lightly.

Sister Sun left in a hurry probably because of another artist under her command, after all, every time she sees him, she always sighs.She also needs to find new pillars.

Nanci sat on the hospital bed and didn't want to talk, and he didn't want to bask in the sun.

When Meng Jin walked out of Ren'ai Hospital, he turned on his phone and saw that the trending search had been suppressed.With a swipe of his fingertips, the number Tianyu called was released from the blacklist.

"Buzzing—"

Meng Jin opened lazily.

"Meng Jin, what do you mean? You know that Nanci offended that young lady, how dare you protect him?!" It was Tianyu's president Qi Yun who roared from the phone.

"Beep beep——" Meng Jin happily hung up Qi Yun's call and threw it into the blacklist again.

Qi Yun held his breath in his chest and couldn't get it out, so he called Meng Jin again.

"The number you dialed..."

He sat in a chair and threw his phone on the table in annoyance.Nanci is their Tianyu's cash cow. The first time Sister Sun brought the somewhat famous Nanci to him, he knew that Nanci would be a big hit.

It's a pity that Nanci has been too disobedient these years.

Qi Yun knocked on the table, but the lady didn't respond after returning to Jindu, and Tan Hong, the prince of City A, put pressure on them again, so he had to put it on hold for now.It's just that the relationship between Nan Ci and Meng Jin is deep in Qi Yun's eyes.

Meng Jin rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and the words of the psychiatrist Zhao Lan came to mind again.

"He never spoke to me. When he opened the door to see Ms. Sun, Ms. Sun's face changed slightly, and he spoke to me the second time."

"Although she told me half-truths and half-truths, Ms. Sun holds a very important place in Mr. Nan's heart."

The water from the nozzle flowed down the black hair, and Meng Jin lifted the wet hair.The water droplets crossed his Adam's apple, hidden in the deep mermaid line, and his waist and abdomen were smooth.

His legs were long and straight. Meng Jin turned off the nozzle, put on his bathrobe and went into the kitchen to take out a bottle of red wine and a goblet.

He poured himself a glass of wine and turned on the computer.

Searching for Nan Ci's name on the Internet, Meng Jin found a movie called "Chasing the Murder in the Day".

Nan Ci plays a detective here. He is wearing military boots, has an astonishingly slender waist, wears gold-rimmed glasses, has cold eyes, and has a beautiful jawline.

Meng Jin was taken in by Nan Ci's acting skills. He took a sip of red wine and closed the computer.

Nanci's forehead hair wet with sweat, his brows and eyes like lacquer, and his lips like red still remain in his mind.

Nanci squatted halfway among the grass, the light fabric rubbed against her fair skin, her waistline was tight, her long legs were bent to outline a slender leg under her broad shoulders, her eyes were deep, she pursed her lips and smiled when she saw her target , as fierce as staring at prey, with the tails of the eyes upturned.

The coldness of the eyebrows is wild, deep and warm.

The light hit Meng Jin, he lay on the soft sofa, closed his eyes, the aroma of red wine still remained between his lips and teeth.

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