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It was the first time Chen Zhuo saw Xia Zhifeng in such an aggressive state. After all, this man had never lost his temper in front of him.

"What's wrong?" Chen Zhuo asked him.

Xia Zhifeng glanced at him but didn't speak, Chen Zhuo looked at Hu An again, Hu An and the people around him didn't speak.

Chen Zhuo actually guessed a little bit. Hearing what Xia Zhifeng said just now, it should be Hu An who said something, and Xia Zhifeng heard it.

"It's okay, I misunderstood, it's all over." The assistant director slapped his hands and let the onlookers go home first.

Hu An gave Xia Zhifeng a hard look, picked up the jacket from the ground, patted it, and left.

"Zhifeng?" Chen Zhuo raised his hand and gently placed Xia Zhifeng's shoulder.

"Huh?" Xia Zhifeng came back to his senses.

"What happened just now?" Chen Zhuo looked at Xia Zhifeng's face, and found that the corner of his mouth was broken a little, and it was bruised.

"It's nothing." Xia Zhifeng didn't look at Chen Zhuo: "Some people like to say hello, I really can't listen to it anymore, so I taught him a lesson."

"What did you say? It made you so angry."

"Do you want me to recall it so that you can be angry with me again?" Xia Zhifeng frowned slightly.

Chen Zhuo reached out his hand to touch the corner of his lips, then put it down again: "Go home, I will give you some medicine, is it hurt elsewhere? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"Am I that weak?" Xia Zhifeng raised his eyes, asking Chen Zhuo for an answer.

"It shouldn't be weak. Hu An seems to have practiced Sanda. If you can still stand in a fight with him, it means that your strength is equal." Chen Zhuo analyzed.

"..."

"Seriously, what happened just now? I can tell the PR team and get ready." Chen Zhuo asked.

Xia Zhifeng sneered: "I borrowed his guts, and he didn't dare to share this matter. Without your public relations team, he has to cover this matter to death. If his words are exposed, he won't have to mess around with it." .”

As a result, Xia Zhifeng didn't tell Chen Zhuo what that person said in the end, and the incident didn't even stir up a splash, and was directly packaged by the crew as two people trying out a fight scene on the spot.

Moreover, after this incident, the gossip that Chen Zhuo heard in the crew almost disappeared.

I heard that Chen Zhuo's "assistant" has a bad temper and is very difficult to mess with.

After the two arrived home, Chen Zhuo took out physiological saline, cotton balls, and liquid medicine from the drawer, and put some medicine on Xia Zhifeng's face.

If you get closer, you can find the difference between this face and Lu Xingze's.

Lu Xingze has a mole on the bridge of his nose, Xia Zhifeng doesn't have it, his mole is near the cheekbone on the left cheek.

Chen Zhuo dipped a cotton swab into the potion and dabbed it on Xia Zhifeng's lips.

He didn't often give medicine to people, and he couldn't grasp the severity. Once it got heavy, Xia Zhifeng closed his eyes in pain.

Chen Zhuo suddenly found that Xia Zhifeng's painful expression was exactly the same as that of Lu Xingze's. He was in a daze just now.

However, many people may close their eyes when they are in pain.

"...Does it hurt?" Chen Zhuo asked.

"It's only good if you kiss me." Xia Zhifeng looked up with a harmless face.

Chen Zhuo is not close.

He told Xia Zhifeng that he would not take the initiative, because this is not love, but a transaction.He paid for Xia Zhifeng's company.

Xia Zhifeng held Chen Zhuo's wrist, and pressed a warm kiss on the inside of his wrist.

The unexpected kiss made Chen Zhuo's hands go numb, and the cotton swab between his fingers fell to the ground.

This time it was on the sofa, and the neat sofa was messed up.

With a waterproof band-aid on the corner of Xia Zhifeng's lips, he was fiddling with live streaming software on his phone.

Chen Zhuo looked through Lu Xingze's photos alone in the bedroom.

Lu Xingze seldom took pictures, and there were very few photos left, and he didn't smile when looking at the camera, even if it was a photo with Chen Zhuo, he still had a cool expression.

Chen Zhuo used to think that good-looking people would like to take pictures and leave their best looks, but Lu Xingze was not like that.

Chen Zhuo asked him why he didn't like it, and he just said "No reason, just don't like it".

"I've finished the live broadcast room, take a look." Xia Zhifeng embraced Chen Zhuo from behind, wrapped his arms around him, and stretched out the phone in front of his eyes.

Chen Zhuo has been on some live broadcasts before, and has a little understanding of the settings of the live broadcast room.

"Don't turn on the camera?" Chen Zhuo asked.

With Xia Zhifeng's appearance, he should have tens of thousands of fans in less than a month.

"No." Xia Zhifeng replied decisively.

"Why?" In fact, Chen Zhuo didn't want to ask, but he was a little curious in his heart.

"I don't really want to see my own face."

Chen Zhuo was wondering if it was because of his own problems.

"Oh, don't think too much about it, I didn't like to look at my face before, basically I just check if there is any toothpaste on my face after washing my face."

"why?"

"Because I don't like myself," Xia Zhifeng said with a smile, "Of course I like myself and I'll watch it every day. People who hate themselves will only find it disgusting."

Chen Zhuo was thoughtful.

"Okay, look at the ID I racked my brains to get." Xia Zhifeng pointed to his profile picture.

Chen Zhuo clicked into his homepage and saw the ID: The past follows the wind.

"I can't see how nostalgic you are."

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