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As soon as Xu Dongbo got Song Qiao's approval, he wanted to tell the world immediately, but he still remembered that he had an agent, and there was still one thing he hadn't given away.

Regretfully looking at his mobile phone, he sent a message to Fang Cheng first.

Fang Cheng was busy paying attention to the follow-up of the awards ceremony, and at the same time let Yao Beibei look at the fan group. Although he knew it was a bit tricky, their fans must not be the first to make trouble.

The rational fan scolded a few words in the group, and quickly led everyone to start watching Xu Dongbo's movies, and skipped the matter with a few words.

Yao Beibei looked at the still gray head, still worried.

"There's nothing to come here to see these scripts. Fans care more about his career than we do." Fang Cheng handed over a stack of scripts in his hand.

Yao Beibei was flattered, "Brother Fang, I don't have much experience."

"These are the ones I have seen, and I am afraid that there will be mistakes."

"That's it..." Yao Beibei was a little disappointed, but quickly brought the things over, "By the way, there is a fan I haven't been in contact with."

"Which one?" Fang Cheng also had a serious face on his face.

Those who can be called fans are basically people who are labeled as Xu Dongbo's fans. If they show up at this time, they will definitely get into trouble.

"The little wife."

"Which one? Is it a rational fan?" Fang Cheng searched for it, and was stunned when he clicked on Weibo.

"You said this person is a fan?"

Yao Beibei scratched her head, "Otherwise?"

"Brother Dong said he is a fan."

Fang Cheng flipped through the Weibo again with a subtle gaze.Finally, he patted Yao Beibei's shoulder heavily.

"Isn't Xu Dongbo asking you to send these things?"

"Yes."

"With so many fans, how can Xu Dongbo treat this little wife so well?"

"Maybe it's because of his appetite?" Yao Beibei hesitated.

Fang Cheng glanced at him bitterly, "Then how many people have you met this year who are interested in Xu Dongbo?"

Yao Beibei could count on his fingers, he suddenly became nervous, "Brother Dong is that one?"

"What?" Fang Cheng was sending a message to Xu Dongbo.

"It's just... empathy?"

Fang Cheng picked up the script on the side and patted Yao Beibei, "Is there something wrong with you recently? If he moves on, do you think we will be the last to know?"

"Then what's going on?" Yao Beibei was puzzled.

"Think about who Xu Dongbo treats best." Fang Cheng reminded him, "Don't worry about this. He knows better than us what to do."

Yao Beibei sat on the stool thinking hard, and after a while, his eyes slowly widened.

No way?

Mr. Song, who is so calm on weekdays, would bear the name of his little wife, and still be so soft and cute?

He shook his head repeatedly, and when he was paying attention to the news of other fans, he suddenly thought that Xu Dongbo seemed to have taken a Penguin from him, just after he told Xu Dongbo about his little wife.

After figuring it out, Yao Beibei felt that there was something wrong with everyone he saw now.

Even if the frozen fans didn't go out to cause trouble sensibly, he felt that there was actually someone controlling him behind the scenes.

After all, Mr. Song doesn't look like someone who knows how to name his little wife.

"The little wife hasn't shown up for several days, could something happen?"

No, he is in the hospital.

"It's possible. In the past, Brother Dong would come out every time something happened."

Yao Beibei nodded, but for a long time to come, the little wife might not appear again, after all, she has lost her memory now.

Just as he was thinking, the notification sound of special attention on the phone rang.

Yao Beibei swiped open the screen casually, and saw the notification bar above. It turned out that the little wife had posted a new Weibo.

Everyone in the group was as excited as him.

"Report! My little wife is posting on Weibo!"

"It's good that my little wife is fine."

"Today's retweeting lottery turned out to be the ticket for the premiere ceremony!"

"My God! Isn't this kind of ticket usually in the hands of the official!"

"It doesn't matter, let's turn to respect first."

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Dong Ge's little wife: I have received a lot of private messages recently, thank you for your concern.There was a little accident recently, but it's nothing serious.

Retweet + follow, and draw five tickets to the premiere ceremony of Dong Ge's latest movie "Wandering".

(Frozen powder only——)

The accompanying picture is a still photo of Xu Dongbo. According to the blogger's reply, it is a collector's edition he took from his assistant.

As for Xu Dongbo's assistant, he was panicking and calling Fang Cheng, "Brother Fang! Am I going to be fired?"

He doesn't even know about the tickets, but shouldn't the tickets be sent to the company!

"Wait." Fang Cheng was also asking Xu Dongbo about this.

Xu Dongbo was talking to Song Qiao about the past between the two of them, and was annoyed by the vibrating sound of the phone, so he took it over and took a look.

Fang Niandao: You can call back or send a text message.

Fang Niandao: What the hell is going on now. 【picture.jpg】

The accompanying picture is a new Weibo post from my little wife's account. Xu Dongbo thought about it for a while. Anyway, he plans to make it public during this period of time. He should communicate with Fang Cheng and the others first, so that Fang Cheng can prepare.

Xu: It's nothing. I'm planning to tell him about it. I plan to find an opportunity to make it public soon.

Xu: Mr. Xu gave me ten tickets, and I forwarded the rest with my account.

When Fang Cheng sent another message, Xu Dongbo didn't reply to him anymore.

With a headache, he greeted the people in the company, and found a few familiar media outlets, planning to control the wind criticism at that time.

Xu Dongbo planned to make this public, but it was Song Qiao who persuaded him.

Now that Song Qiao lost his memory, he naturally couldn't stop him.

Fortunately, Xu Dongbo has acting skills and strength now, so it depends on how Xu Lao's movie will be this time.

The Orange Awards were ridiculed, and the officials were still playing dead.

The news is afraid that it won't be long before it will be suppressed.

Fang Cheng was busy with public relations, and helped Xu Dongbo suppress the script that was handed over to him, and let people start to cut the scenes of Xu Dongbo and Song Qiao getting along, intending to subtly let everyone get used to it.

Xu Dongbo occasionally replied a few words, promising to tell Fang Cheng before making it public, and then continued to take Song Qiao to familiarize himself with the family affairs.

"You bought this house when you first made money, and the name you settled at that time was me..."

Xu Dongbo held Song Qiao's hand, his eyebrows were full of love, "We are very in love with each other."

"However, I couldn't be with you often for some reason, and I always looked for you secretly every time I came back."

"No matter what disguise I make, you can recognize me at a glance."

"I didn't even look for my family members, I just cared about seeing you all year round."

Song Qiao's eyes moved slightly. Seeing Xu Dongbo looking over, he held him back, "Although I didn't remember it, I feel that I really like you."

He remembered that Xu Dongbo didn't have a few days of vacation every time he came back from a mission. In the first year, he always thought that Xu Dongbo would go home.

When he came to visit during the New Year, he learned from Xu's mother that Xu Dongbo also came back once a year, like a thief.

Xu Dongbo didn't notice his strangeness, and pulled Song Qiao to sit down on the chair in the study.

"When I first came back to China, I didn't know about the last time you lost your memory. I went over and made a joke with you. In the end, you brought me back and wanted to sign a contract with me."

"No way?" Song Qiao stared cooperatively and looked at him in surprise.

"Why not." Xu Dongbo snorted softly, and sat on the table, "You asked me to put you to sleep, I thought it was a couple's interest, and I tolerated your little problems."

Song Qiao nodded, "And then?"

"Then...we are newly married after a long absence." Xu Dongbo said as a matter of course, with his arms on both sides of the chair, his upper body approaching, and kissed Song Qiao's lips.

"I don't believe it." When Song Qiao was released, his breath was a little uneven. He shook his head, "I'm not such a messy person."

Xu Dongbo pretended to think for a while, "Then let me help you remember."

He tried his best to help Song Qiao remember, almost made Song Qiao cry, and kept saying in Song Qiao's ear, "Other people's caregivers only care about the bed, you are fine, you still insist on me going to work. "

"I can't help it. I even thought up an excuse to be your bodyguard, but you rejected it, so I had no choice but to enter the entertainment circle."

Who knew that it was just dawdling at first, but it has come to the present step by step.

"You are excellent." Song Qiao tilted his head and kissed him. He didn't care about Xu Dongbo's nonsense, he just thought it was a little funny. At that time, he thought what Xu Dongbo said was true, and he often cared about Xu Dongbo's situation.

Xu Dongbo kissed him back triumphantly, and put his palm on Song Qiao's waist, "But then you became tempted and became my die-hard fan, so I don't care about the fact that you forced me to work before."

"What?!" Song Qiao almost exclaimed, he frowned to cover up his surprise, "How could I be chasing stars!"

Xu Dongbo pecked his lips, and smiled mysteriously, "I'll tell you later."

By the time Xu Dongbo died down, Song Qiao was too tired to leave. If he hadn't been thinking about chasing stars, he would have fallen asleep by himself.

"What the hell are you talking about? I shouldn't be chasing stars."

Xu Dongbo took a bath for him. Seeing that Song Qiao was still brooding, he hugged him and brought the phone over, "No, here are all evidences."

Song Qiao yawned, leaned over to look at his so-called evidence, and was stunned when he saw it.

The above is his Weibo account, and there is a latest Weibo.

Song Qiao blinked, "How did I come up with such a name?"

The most important thing is how did Xu Dongbo know this was him!

Xu Dongbo kissed his forehead helplessly and dotingly, and continued to add drama to himself, "It's not a public matter yet."

"Originally, it was said that it would be made public after a while, but every time you saw their fans confessing to me, you became impatient, so you simply opened an account and became a fan."