After falling into the shadow's trap

Lin Yun glanced at the name on the screen, then looked at Lan Xingyue: "But you don't have evidence, and this person won't admit it."

"Well," Lan Xingyue responded lightly, turned the phone screen to tap a few times, and smiled, "But I have something else."

There was a rustling sound from the phone, and then a voice familiar to both of them: "Why is the big star standing here alone?"

Lin Yun raised her eyebrows and looked at her in surprise.

"Zhao Lian?" Lan Xingyue's voice paused in the recording, as if surprised by the other party's appearance.

"Why, is it strange to see me? Can't I come here?"

There was another small sound, and Lan Xingyue seemed to shake her head: "No, anyone in the public area can come. I still have something to do, so let's go first, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Lian: "You will leave as soon as I come, what do you mean, look down on me?"

There was a sense of provocation in her words, which made people feel like being pierced all over the skin by a hedgehog, and subconsciously frowned.It is not difficult to imagine the expression on Zhao Lian's face at that time, it must be mean and ugly.

Lan Xingyue didn't seem to be affected, and explained to her calmly: "It's not against you, I do have very important matters. Excuse me, thank you."

The high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground, and there were two crisp sounds.

"Important thing? Is it possible that you are ingratiating yourself with a good director again, and what good resources have you got?" Zhao Lian's voice was tightened, and he gritted his teeth in these two sentences, "It's not worth taking the character from me. Count with you!"

"I never grab other people's roles. During the interview, both the producer and the director are present, and everyone competes fairly."

The other party's aggressive attitude made even a clay figurine have a three-point temper. She couldn't help but reply: "Besides, how do you know that role is yours?"

Zhao Lian seemed to be poked in the sore spot, and sneered sarcastically: "You don't have to pretend to be with me here, isn't it just because of Lin Yun, a good manager?"

Lin Yun raised her eyebrows when she was mentioned suddenly when she was clearly outside the matter, but she didn't expect Zhao Lian to be so obsessed with her.

The recording almost ended here, Lan Xingyue pressed pause.

Surprised and relieved, Lin Yun sighed, "Have you learned this trick yet?"

Lan Xingyue lowered her eyes and edited the recording, cut a short section and sent it to Zhao Lian, but there was no response.

She originally stayed on the small balcony because she had other things to do, and the recording was not for Zhao Lian, it was purely an accident, and she didn't expect it to be really useful.

Since it's easy to use, you can continue next time.

Although, she doesn't want a situation where this recording is needed. .

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang, Xi Heng moved on the bed, reluctantly lifted the quilt and got up.

She knew that watching Weibo would definitely affect her mood, but she couldn't help but wonder how the situation had progressed, so she just opened the entertainment forum she hadn't visited for a long time.

Few people scolded her on the forum, as if she was invisible, but she was even more frustrated.There were ten posts on one page, six of them were about Lan Xingyue, and four were spraying her.

I wanted to send a message to Qi Yu to confide, but the other side never replied.

She pulled on her slippers and went to open the door: "Who is it?"

"Dangdang!" Qi Yu poked his head out from behind the door with a thermal bag in hand, "Who else will come to you except me."

"And the two most important people in my life, the delivery guy and the courier guy." Xi Heng threw the slippers to her, took the bag and put it on the table angrily, "What did you buy, it smells so good. "

"I guess you must have not eaten, and you happened to be on vacation, so I went to pack a few dishes to accompany you."

Qi Yu came over and touched Xi Heng's face, made a regretful expression, and said teasingly: "Look at your little face, why are you so haggard after not seeing you for a few days, do you miss me after seeing you for a long time?"

Glaring at her, Xi Heng was about to sit down and take out the packing box when Qi Yu stopped him again.

"Bring two pairs of chopsticks quickly."

"When you were packing, that restaurant didn't deliver tableware?" Xi Heng stopped in mid-air and looked at her in disbelief.

"I didn't want it, do you understand protecting the environment?" Qi Yu asked confidently, "Take another spoon, I also bought corn rib soup."

After being disturbed like this, most of Xi Heng's depression since waking up and seeing the revelations dissipated, and only after he realized it did he feel a twitch in his stomach and a feeling of hunger.

At the dinner table, Qi Yu didn't mention anything about Lan Xingyue at all, as if he didn't know anything about it, he just concentrated on eating and commented a few words from time to time.

Xi Heng listened to each other, and after picking up half a bowl of rice, he couldn't eat any more. He picked up a chopstick of shredded fish-flavored pork and put it into his mouth. He asked casually, "It tastes good, where did you buy it?"

"A colleague recommended it to me. It's a bit hard to find in that alley. She said it's amazing. Many celebrities have eaten there. It's really delicious."

"...there are two lanterns hanging at the door, and there is a waterwheel in the yard, right?"

Qi Yu raised his head in surprise: "How do you know!"

Xi Heng bit his chopsticks, and the taste of fish-flavored shredded pork suddenly changed in his mouth.She turned her eyes away and said vaguely: "Lan Xingyue took me to eat."

For a moment no one spoke.

After a while, Qi Yu put down his chopsticks and looked at her seriously: "Heng, you won't really talk to Lan Xingyue—"

"No!" Xi Heng interrupted her loudly, bit his chopsticks, looked at Qi Yu and turned away.

"Then why are you reacting so strongly?"

"..." Xi Heng glanced at her again, lowered his head and poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks.

With his elbows resting on the table and leaning forward, Qi Yu's expression became serious: "Be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist."

"I, we—" Xi Heng looked at the fish-flavored shredded pork in front of him, and couldn't continue.

Qi Yu didn't make a sound, just changed his posture and looked at her with his face up.

Xi Heng pushed the bowl forward dejectedly, lay down on the table, put his chin on his arm, and gave up resistance: "Well, I feel like I like her a little bit."

"a little?"

"...maybe a lot."

Qi Yu frowned: "Where's Lan Xingyue?"

"I don't know if she knows...why it seems to be a tongue twister," Xi Heng complained weakly to himself, "but, I feel, she may also have some feelings for me."

The air fell silent again, Xi Heng tilted his head and leaned on his arm, his whole body was visibly tangled up to the naked eye, and his fingers unconsciously slid on the table.

Qi Yu looked at her and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he said, "When I saw the photo, I thought the person who was coded looked familiar. After all, you borrowed my clothes that day."

"Well, I don't know why I coded it for me..."

"It's purely aimed at Lan Xingyue," Qi Yu curled her lips. As an entertainment reporter, she still has a bit of a keen sense in this regard, "Who has Lan Xingyue provoked recently?"

Xi Heng glanced at her nervously, and tried hard to think for a few seconds: "I don't know, she doesn't tell me these things."

"Then what are you talking about?"

"I didn't talk about anything, oops, I can't tell, it's a mess."

Xi Heng recalled all the intersections between her and Lan Xingyue during this period, concealed her own mental journey, and honestly explained to Qi Yu.

"So, you have been in touch since you met, and you have been to her office?" Qi Yuhou leaned back and covered his heart, taking a deep breath.

"Yeah." Xi Heng didn't understand why her reaction was so big, and said blankly: "Go and give her a painting album, she's so busy, so we didn't do anything, isn't it normal for friends to have a meal?"

"The painting album can also be delivered within the same city. Do you have to deliver it to her? There are often paparazzi standing in front of this kind of brokerage company!"

Xi Heng was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "She directly asked me when I was free and waited for me at the company. She said that she would ask the driver to pick her up for safety, but I refused..."

"What about eating? Isn't it strange that a big star asks you out?"

Sensing her getting more excited, Xi Heng whispered even more: "She said she wanted to thank me, but I didn't think much about it at that time, so I agreed..."

Qi Yu couldn't help but took a few deep breaths, and said silently: Love makes people blind, and love makes people less intelligent.

Xi Heng obediently poured a glass of water and pushed it over. She picked it up and drank most of it "gudong gudong", sighed, forget it, they are all good friends chosen by herself.

"In short, she didn't express that she has any affection for you other than as a friend, right?"

Seeing her nodding hesitantly, trying to speak, Qi Yu interrupted simply: "So now you just like her unilaterally?"

Xi Heng retorted unconvinced: "How can you be sure it's my single arrow!"

"As long as there is no confession, it will be handled according to the single arrow. Now you are secretly in love," Qi Yu ruthlessly finalized this hazy relationship for her, and couldn't help worrying, "Are you really sure that you are not being targeted by fans?" Influenced by the empathy of stars?"

She can't be blamed for thinking too much, it's because the identity of a star is naturally full of attraction.What's more, the fans who are full of strong love for them and thick filters. It is an exaggeration to say that the intensity of this attraction is no less than a full meal in front of a person who has been hungry for three days.

Furthermore, when fans face their favorite stars, it is easy to put themselves in a relatively weak and passive position. Even if he has a lot of shortcomings that make it difficult to get along, he may only find the reason from himself.

Qi Yu looked up and down at the person sitting across from him, and added silently in his heart: let alone a simple, inexperienced girl like Xi Heng, who is easy to deceive at first glance, with a bit of beauty.

"I know your worries. You asked me to go to that banquet."

When mentioning the banquet, Qi Yu suddenly slammed the table down.

"What are you doing!" Xi Heng was startled by her sudden movement, suddenly raised his voice, and bounced off the table.

"I thought of one thing."

Xi Heng raised his chin, motioning for her to speak quickly.

"Did Lan Xingyue tell you that she was the one who appointed you to attend the charity dinner as a reporter?"

"what?"

Xi Heng was too shocked to speak, his eyes widened.