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After two hours of busy work, An Xiaojing finally finished the live broadcast. He slumped on the chair and didn't want to move as soon as the broadcast was finished.

"Brother An, are you tired? Let me rub your shoulders."

Ozawa walked over and stood behind An Xiaojing, then put his hand on An Xiaojing's shoulder and pressed it.

Ozawa's strength is just right. An Xiaojing has always liked Ozawa's strength. Whenever Ozawa presses his shoulders, he feels much more relaxed.

"Ozawa, press the back of my neck again, it will make my back sore."

"it is good."

When Ozawa helped press the back of his neck, An Xiaojing's cell phone rang. He thought it was Yue Ziming's call, so he called Brother Ming directly.

"I am Yan Wujing."

When Yan Wujing heard that An Xiaojing called others so intimately, he felt very uncomfortable, but at this time he was not qualified to control An Xiaojing, so he could only suppress his unhappiness in his heart.

"Ah? So it's Mr. Yan, what's the matter with calling me so late?"

"Based on our current relationship, you shouldn't call me Mr. Yan, right? This way others will misunderstand that our relationship is not close."

An Xiaojing thinks about it too, but he doesn't know what name to call Yan Wujing, because he thinks calling him Wujing looks disgusting.

"Then what should I call you?"

"Call me A Jing, it's more intimate."

Ah Jing?

An Xiaojing had never called anyone so intimately, and it was really hard for him now.

"I... I can't yell out."

"You have to get used to it slowly, otherwise, if someone takes pictures of you calling me Mr. Yan, won't the matter be revealed directly?"

An Xiaojing pursed his lips, he knew that what Yan Wujing said was very reasonable, but he couldn't pass it in his heart.

"I... I'll get used to it, I haven't got used to it yet."

"It's okay, take your time, but don't call me Boss Yan anymore, is that okay?"

"Well, I'll try my best."

After An Xiaojing finished speaking, he turned around and patted Ozawa's hand, and said to Ozawa, "Okay, Ozawa, you don't need to press it anymore, I am much more comfortable."

It was obviously a very normal thing, but it seemed extremely ambiguous to Yan Wujing's ears.

Yan Wujing suppressed the jealousy in his heart, and said to An Xiaojing: "Are you done with your work? I happened to drop by, so I'll go pick you up?"

"No, Ozawa will take me home."

"We haven't seen each other for many days, and if we don't share the same frame, I'm worried that the paparazzi will write gossip about our breakup, or your marketing account that was abandoned."

When Yan Wujing reminded him like this, An Xiaojing immediately showed a look of "Impossible".

He didn't want to be scribbled by the media as an abandoned actor, or gossip about getting drunk alone after being abandoned, which made his image fall to the bottom.

"All right, I'm still in the studio, remember to call me when you get to the door."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

As soon as Yan Wujing hung up the phone, he immediately showed a smug smile.

Xie Wenxuan reappeared out of nowhere, and when he saw Yan Wujing's smile, he immediately rolled his eyes.

"I don't know if An Xiaojing knows that you still have such a face, whether he will be farther away from you."

"Then you can give it a try."

"I don't want to be a villain who destroys the marriage of brothers, but I think that if you don't win the best actor award, you will be inferior. It's even better than An Xiaojing's acting skills."

"Finished?" Yan Wujing looked at Xie Wenxuan expressionlessly with a cold face.

"It's over, I won't delay you to pick up your wife, and it's time for me to find my gentle hometown tonight."

Yan Wujing immediately revealed a look of disgust.

"You're not afraid of getting dirty."

"I don't want to live like you. Indulging in enjoyment is what I should have at my age."