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The smile froze for a moment, Jiang Ruo let go, gave up the last button, and turned to look outside: "Is this your home? I didn't look carefully yesterday. Let me visit and gain insight."

As he spoke, he casually picked up the bathrobe that Xi Yufeng had left on the edge of the bed, put it on and walked outside.

This is a large flat on the top floor, with a visual estimate of two to three hundred square meters. Each bedroom is equipped with an independent bathroom. The master bedroom has floor-to-ceiling windows on three sides. In addition to the large wardrobe, it is also equipped with a spacious cloakroom.

Surrounded by the balcony, Jiang Ruo went around and walked back to the original place, suddenly said: "This is one house per floor."

One of the sides leads to the open-air swimming pool. Jiang Ruo walked up to him, knelt down and picked up the water. The clear water still smelled of disinfectant water, obviously it had just been changed.

Jiang Ruo saw a similar house when he was filming, and the crew rented it. It is said that the daily rent is as high as five figures.

It was still a real estate in the suburbs. Right now, Jiang Ruodai's land is located in the center of Fengcheng City.I remember when I first came here to study in university, I took a taxi and was blocked by a red light. The driver saw that he was a foreigner, and enthusiastically introduced him: "This is the most expensive real estate in Fengcheng. It was ten years ago, and now Still. Back then, with such arrogance and arrogance in this geographical location, you might not be able to buy a set with money.”

At that time, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that it would be impossible to settle in such a place in his life anyway.Now that I stayed for one night, it was hard not to feel like I was covered in gold.

It's a pity that it's not summer, and the weather is still a little cold in the early morning, otherwise he must go swimming for two laps.

After playing with the water for a while, Jiang Ruo reluctantly stood up and went back to the house.

Looking up, I saw Xi Yufeng standing near the sliding door he went out, leaning against the edge of the bar, looking at him expressionlessly.

As if to ask - have you seen enough?

"Enough is enough." Jiang said crisply, then walked to the bar counter, glanced at the neatly arranged red wine in the wall cabinet, "Is there nothing to eat? I'm so hungry."

He reached for what looked like a coffee maker on the table, but was blocked by a hand leaning toward the edge of the table.

Xi Yufeng stood in a different direction, leaned forward slightly, and turned his face to look at Jiang Ruo.

"Did you forget something?" He asked.

Jiang Ruo's heart skipped a beat when he heard the downcast tone that turned a question into a statement.

The blunt technique of changing the subject seemed extremely clumsy under this straightforward questioning.

And worse.

Jiang Ruo blinked: "What? Forgot to ask why you appeared there yesterday?"

Then he was good at asking and answering himself: "What's so strange about this, don't you young masters always go there, drinking, playing cards, meeting little stars... It just so happened that I was there yesterday, and it was still a public banquet hall, and I was seated there. Always saw it."

After Xi Yufeng listened patiently, he didn't refute, but his eyes were a little cold.

It seems to understand Jiang Ruo's attitude, a kind of alienation of "since you don't want to, I won't force it".It was he who invited the establishment of the relationship, and he was the first to give up asking questions, and the initiative is always in his hands.

Instead, Jiang Ruo felt aggrieved by being crushed.

So when Xi Yufeng turned his back and didn't know where to go, Jiang Ruo said behind him: "Let me think about it, okay?"

Standing still, Xi Yufeng turned his head slightly.

Jiang Ruo took a deep breath, and smiled without avoiding it: "After all, following Xi always has a steel heart that is not afraid of rumors. I am quite fragile. When I was young, I would cry when my classmates laughed at me for being short. For such a big thing, why not?" Take some time to think about it, isn't it too much?"

Xu is that the word "fragile" reminds people of the scene seen in Jinyuan yesterday, the contrast is too strong, Jiang Ruo saw Xi Yufeng curl his lower lip.

"Well, not too much."

At nine o'clock in the morning, Xi Yufeng parked his car in the underground parking lot of the office building and took the elevator upstairs. Meng Chao was already waiting in the meeting room on the fifteenth floor.

Seeing that he was holding the car keys in his hand, Meng Chao was a little surprised: "Why are you driving by yourself today?"

Xi Yufeng said, "Old Liu helped me see off someone."

"The little star named Jiang?"

"Ah."

Meng Chao made a "tsk" sound: "You have to thank me very much, if I hadn't tipped off the news last night..."

"It's a lie about the military situation." Xi Yufeng said, "No one gave him alcohol at all."

"It's a moderate exaggeration, anyway, it's not wrong for others to be there."

Xi Yufeng didn't want to discuss this anymore, so he took the document from Shi Mingxu and threw it on the table: "Speak seriously."

It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when I was free.

Meng Chao repeatedly expressed dissatisfaction with Xi Yufeng who forgot the time when talking about work. Now he was too hungry to take care of it, and he stuffed it into his mouth without even looking at what the assistant brought.

While eating, she complained: "According to your spelling, there is no need to marry our family. You can support a business empire by yourself."

Xi Yufeng didn't have much appetite, so he put down his chopsticks without moving much: "I didn't intend to drag your family into trouble."

This was the second time he expressed his attitude towards marriage in front of Meng Chao - he didn't want to marry Meng Lan, at least not now.

Meng Chao shook his head after hearing this: "No wonder Meng Lan lost her temper yesterday and called me at night to ask where you were."

"you said?"

"Of course not, I'm in Jinyuan myself."

After his reminder, Xi Yufeng remembered: "You are in Jinyuan, why didn't I see you?"

"It's upstairs in the guest room." Meng Chao said, "I just met a boy, he's so cute and cute, I can't control him at all."

Xi Yufeng is not interested in his friend's private life, and this topic will stop.

Speaking of the cooperation project between the two, Xi Yufeng knew that this cooperation was a disadvantage for the Meng family. They paid a lot, but took the same risk as the Xi family.

Then contacting Meng Lan's attitude, Xi Yufeng said: "Instead of taking the road of marriage, your family should digest it internally, which is more conducive to the long-term development in the future."

It was talking about Meng Chao and Meng Lan, who were actually not related by blood.Meng Chao is a child adopted by the Meng family.

In fact, someone has said this to Meng Chao long ago. How could he not understand this truth anyway, but——

"Internal digestion? Do you think the Meng family really regards me as one of their own?" Meng Chao's usual hippie smile, but his tone was a bit cold when he said this, "I said earlier that the mother and son doves in your family occupied the magpie's nest. Come to think of it, am I too?"

Seventeen years ago, the four-year-old youngest son of the Meng family disappeared, and many attempts to find him failed. Since then, only the adopted eldest son Meng Chao and his biological daughter Meng Lan are left as descendants of the Meng family.

Xi Yufeng was unable to comment on this.At that time, he was 11 years old, and he could not fully understand many things.

I only vaguely remember that the Meng family was very noisy at that time, and Aunt Meng completely lost the gentleness of the past.Once Xi Yufeng went to Meng's house, and when he entered the door, he heard Aunt Meng shouting: "It's you, you must have lost my son on purpose, you are right!"

Meng Chao, who was only ten years old at the time, stood in the middle of the hall, facing his mother's hysteria, and only said three words: "I didn't."

Times have changed, and Meng Chao is actually the one with the best mentality, with an attitude of forgetting the past long ago, and even leisurely teasing Xi Yufeng: "Then again, you are not afraid of Meng Lan being sad when you mess around? "

Xi Yufeng also pulled away from the memory: "What hurts?"

Meng Chao said "tsk" again: "Are you really not seeing it or are you just pretending to be stupid? She has been playing outside for several years, and every man she has dated is somewhat like you."

Xi Yufeng frowned: "You made a mistake, she just likes to play."

Meng Chao laughed: "You are so smart, but you are always careless when it comes to feelings."

He added: "I bet you never know that someone likes you as long as the other person doesn't say it."

At the film and television base tens of kilometers away, Jiang Ruo sneezed for no reason.

Xiao Shen hurried forward: "Does Teacher Jiang have a cold? I'll make you a cup of granule."

Jiang Ruo waved his hand: "No, just suddenly itchy nose."

During the halftime break of Group B, Xiao Shen held a small notebook and reported to Jiang Ruo about the next work arrangement.

The shooting of "Ying Fei" will end next month, and he has received invitations from two fashion magazines to shoot. After analyzing the pros and cons, Xiao Shen believes that he can choose one of the two, and that things like fashion resources would rather be in short supply than in excess.

After hearing this, Jiang Ruo's first consideration was not which one to choose, but: "A guy like me, are they sure they hired the wrong person?"

"How could that be?" Xiao Shen said, "The list of actors for "Ying Fei" has been revealed, and the jobs for men and women have already been filled up. These media have the most sensitive sense of smell, and the early invitation is also because they are afraid that the competition will become more intense after the show is broadcast. .”

Jiang Ruo was still puzzled: "It can't be Mr. Xi..."

Xiao Shen naturally understood the unfinished words, she said: "No. I am Teacher Jiang's assistant, and all work revolves around you. If this is the case, there is no need to hide it from you."

It makes sense, Jiang Ruo nodded, and didn't ask any more questions.

Two days later, Jiang Ruo received a message from Lin Xiao, saying that the boy he asked yesterday was also filming in the film and television city recently.

Earlier there were rumors that he was backed by a financial backer, but yesterday the actor on the same crew as him just confirmed it. He said that he is single, and that he won this drama with his own strength, and no one was behind his back to help.

According to the tight-lipped attitude towards related households in the circle, if he dared to say so generously, it must have nothing to do with Zhang Shaoyuan.

Jiang Ruo breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Xiao also inquired about other things, saying that Zhang Shaoyuan is a habitual offender, who only picks out little-known actors to attack, and because they are soft-spoken, no one will listen to him even if he tells what he did.He also said that he was punished, and he didn't appear in the circle for the past two days. It is said that his wife found out that there was another problem in the company, and he went home to clean up the mess.

Although there was a lot of trouble in Jinyuan that day, a certain possibility cannot be ruled out.Jiang Ruo asked Xiao Shen: "Is Mr. Xi involved in Zhang Shaoyuan's matter?"

Xiao Shen showed a professional smile: "I don't know about this, Teacher Jiang can ask Mr. Xi directly."

Jiang Ruo didn't like the feeling of being kept in the dark, and he didn't like being in debt to others, so he sent Xi Yufeng a message without much hesitation.

After 10 minutes, Xi Yufeng replied: Yes.

Jiang Ruo: ...

After a while, Xi Yufeng said again: "Hand in hand."

Jiang Ruo wants to ask how much of this is for me, whether to type all the words or delete them one by one.

Even if it is a joking tone, it is too sentimental.

He still said thank you, after all, Xi Yufeng had done for him what he couldn't.

Xi Yufeng didn't respond to this, but talked about something else: I heard from Xiao Shen that you are in a contract termination lawsuit.

It seems that he didn't hear a few words from the conversation with Zhang Shaoyuan that day, otherwise he wouldn't need to hear from Xiaoshen.

Jiang Ruo imitated him and replied "um", and was about to tease him, for example——does Mr. Xi really want to call a lawyer for me to help me win the lawsuit?

As he was typing, his phone vibrated, and Xi Yufeng immediately sent a message: I have assigned a lawyer who specializes in this type of lawsuit to assist me. Here is his contact information.

At the end is a string of phone numbers.

Jiang Ruo stared at the number on the screen, in a daze for a while.

It has been a long time since I have a sense of security that when encountering difficulties or being wronged, you don’t need to say it, and someone will protect you regardless of the cause and effect.

Even if it was just "handy" for that person.

In the evening, Jiang Ruo called Xi Yufeng.

Three rings to connect, the other end is very quiet, it should be at home or a meeting room or something.

As if he knew what Jiang Ruo was going to say, Xi Yufeng didn't rush in the face of the long silence, and waited patiently for the other party to speak.

At this moment, Jiang Ruo felt that he should ask the reason first, such as why it was me, why didn’t he ask me where I spent the money, and the time I was drugged was not counted, why did I take me home later, why did I stay sober? Can sleep with me too.

But he couldn't ask, because the other party didn't ask anything, neither where he came from, nor where he came from, only business-like and calm.

It seems to hear a voice saying in my ear, stop, just stop here, you cannot afford the possible consequences.

Another voice said to him, go ahead, move on, at least for this moment you are willing to take risks, you don't want to stop at all.

In fact, it was not a psychological struggle, Jiang Ruo had already made a decision when he dialed the phone.One of the voices was infinitely amplified, overwhelming the other voice like a rising tide.

"I want to see your ID card."

This was Jiang Ruo's first sentence.

The opposite party was obviously confused by his unreasonable playing of cards: "ID card?"

"Yes, ID card." Jiang Ruo said, "You must have found out my details. I am not as capable as you. I am afraid of being deceived, so I just want to make sure that you are the real person. This request should be reasonable?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a chuckle.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ruo added WeChat according to his phone number, and almost a second after passing the verification, a picture was sent over.

Click to open it, there are only a few lines of text information, and a photo of the ID in the upper right corner.

A photo that is too rigid reduces the natural aggressiveness of the thick face.Looking down at the string of numbers, Jiang Ruo subtracted the two years and found out that he was six years older than himself.

After reading it, the first voice came out: "Mr. Xi didn't type a code, so you're not afraid that I will take a copy of your ID card to borrow usury?"

Xu was busy, but Xi Yufeng didn't reply immediately.After Jiang Ruo picked up his phone after dinner, he saw the text message: It's not that easy to borrow.

Jiang Ruoxin said that this person really doesn't have any sense of humor, and replied with a smile: After confirming your identity, what should I call you from now on?

Thanks to his good adaptability, Jiang Ruo's self-awareness changed quickly, thinking that he had called "Mr. Xi" and "Shao Xi" too many times before, which led to the ridicule of these two terms as soon as he uttered them. Now that he accepted Such a relationship is not good to keep stabbing people.

Xi Yufeng replied: Up to you.

Jiang Ruo was pondering the range of "Follow You", when suddenly a gust of wind blew in his face, mixed with the warm fragrance of plants and flowers in spring, gently brushing the soft hair on his ears and temples.

He asked: Can I just call you by your name?

Xi Yufeng said: Yes.

So Jiang Ruo sent a second voice message, calling out the name he had read many times in his heart: "Xi Yufeng."

He yelled word by word very slowly, apart from being unaccustomed, there was also a subtle uncertainty.

Xi Yufeng at the other end should have finished their work, and the voice came back.

A short second is enough for a clear and clear answer: "Yes."