Only you don't know that I love you

Early the next morning, Xia Mingming rushed back. When he entered the door, An Ran was still curled up sleeping on the bed. When he felt someone beside the bed, he suddenly jumped out of the bed and looked at him defensively.

After seeing who the person sitting by the bed was, he put away his undecided expression, got into the quilt again, and murmured, "Why are you back? I'm fine."

"Brother, why don't you answer my phone, I'm so anxious."

"The phone broke."

Xia Mingming threw off the quilt and grabbed An Ran's clothes to check: "Why did you drop your phone, did you get hurt somewhere?"

An Ran slapped his hand off, covered the quilt again, and did not answer why the phone was broken: "I wasn't hurt, they didn't touch me at all."

Xia Mingming knew that Wei Yunjin was there last night, and even though An Ran was not injured, he felt very distressed. He had also seen the scene where An Ran was drugged and dragged away, so fear would inevitably rise in his heart again.

He pretended to be calm, and cursed: "It's good that you are not injured. These bastards will die sooner or later."

"Well, you're right."

An Ran replied perfunctorily, closed her eyes again, Xia Mingming came, he seemed to feel sleepy again because of relaxation.

"By the way, what about Wei Yunjin, who left you alone? What is it?"

An Ran chuckled twice: "Now they even have their first names and surnames. Didn't you admire him before?"

"Hmph, I was mistaken, brother, does he know the seriousness of this matter?"

An Ran opened her eyes: "He doesn't know, and he doesn't need to know."

"You, you didn't tell him anything, did you?"

"Ah."

"Brother, what do you think, even if you don't tell me, do you think he won't investigate? He will sign an artist without investigating his past, just because you are his classmate. Is this possible? "

An Ran's eyes huddled under the quilt blinked, Wei Yunjin, he probably already knew, whether he signed himself because he was optimistic about his acting skills, or because he was under the care of his classmates, or...

"I know... I didn't think about it that much before, but now, I do regret it."

"Brother, what do you want to do, if you want to leave, I will go with you." Xia Mingming sat up straight, looked at him with determination, and waited for his brother's words.

"I won't leave. I've already signed the contract. I think... I'm working hard for myself."

"Okay, this time I'll be by your side to protect you."

An Ran looked at him, feeling warm in her heart, yes, there are still people who are willing to stand by her side to protect, encourage and cheer for her, no matter what the ending is, they are willing to share joys and sorrows with her, this kind of love is rare, yes He enron extravagantly asked for it.

"Can you run back like this?"

"Okay, the family is almost done, and my mother's health is much better than before. I heard that something happened to you, but it made me anxious."

"It's okay, I'm not injured, but Wei Yunjin..." Thinking of Wei Yunjin's injury because of himself, he began to blame himself again, and he didn't know if he had a good rest after returning.

Speaking of Wei Yunjin, Xia Mingming still complained a bit, but he knew that as a boss, he didn't need to take care of his own employees, and being able to save An Ran in a critical moment was already worthy of gratitude.

However, An Ran is his former classmate and friend, a special existence, can't he make an exception?No matter what the reason is, just think about it and get angry.

"By the way, Boss Tang asked me to take you to the company today. You can sleep in later, don't worry." After speaking, he got up and prepared to leave the bedroom.

An Ran sat up, relieved her dizzy head and got off the bed: "Don't sleep anymore, I'll take a shower and we'll go."

After a while, An Ran made himself very clean and handsome, and pulled down his fluffy hair obediently. He pulled down the hood of the pullover to cover half of his face.

"Brother, you are so handsome, don't you wear a mask?"

An Ran, who thinks she has no fans, never pays attention to these things: "No need, let's go, call a car."

"Not today, I'm driving."

"You drive? Where did you get the car?"

"Mr. Tang asked the driver to pick me up at the station in the morning. After sending me over, he left the car keys for me. Mr. Tang is really thoughtful."

"Yes, let's go."

An Ran didn't wait long in the office when Tang Wan'er strode in and asked with concern: "An Ran, were you okay yesterday?"

An Ran smiled faintly: "It's fine."

"Remember, you two, when you encounter this incident in the future, call me as soon as possible, remember?"

An Ran smiled lightly, and nodded gratefully: "Thank you Sister Wan'er, this matter..."

Tang Wan'er nodded and interrupted him: "I know, isn't it your original rogue company? I thought the money was enough, but I didn't expect... Hmph, it seems that we still have to use some special means .”

Seeing that An Ran and Xia Mingming were stunned by her words, she narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Just kidding, look at you two."

Xia Mingming laughed dryly, looked at An Ran, An Ran gave him a look, and he found an excuse and walked out of the office knowingly.

Tang Wan'er took out the cigarette case from her pocket, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.

She looked up at An Ran and asked, "You want one too?"

An Ran nodded, took a cigarette, lit it and started smoking.

He used to be quite addicted to smoking, but recently he suddenly wanted to quit smoking. Once the addiction came, he felt very uncomfortable. This was the first time he failed to quit smoking.

"An Ran, you have something to tell me."

"Well, Miss Wan'er, how much do you know about me?"

Tang Wan'er flicked the cigarette ash, looked at the past through the smoke, An Ran gave her the feeling of a person with a dual personality, he had seen the tidbits of An Ran's filming, and he was full of energy and spirits when filming, as if he was never tired Kind of, but in private he is like this, so gloomy that it is difficult to breathe.

"I only know the surface of your affairs. If you are willing to talk to me in detail, I am willing to listen."

An Ran nodded, but did not talk about his miserable past: "How much does he know?"

"Wei Yunjin? He doesn't know much. I didn't tell him too much. Do you want me to tell him?"

An Ran raised her head, from this sentence, he heard that Tang Wan'er was not as superficial as she said, she probably knew a lot, much more than he could have imagined.

"No, if he wants to know, I will tell him. I didn't want to hide it from him." An Ran snuffed out the smoke that had burned to the bottom, and continued: "I'm sorry, I have caused trouble for the company."

Tang Wan'er had already lit a second cigarette, and rolled her eyes: "Please, don't say such things in the future, you must know that I am very, very optimistic about you, let the past go."

An Ran's heart warmed up, he pointed to her cigarette, and said with a smile: "Can you give me another one?"

"Are you addicted to cigarettes?"

An Ran took the cigarette, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Yeah, I thought I could quit it, ah, is it the company's request?"

"No, you can do whatever you want, as long as you don't smoke in public, it won't affect you well."

In fact, the company's requirements for artists are relatively strict. An artist like Xiang Anran who looks like a student can't get involved with tobacco and alcohol. They are too sensitive and troublesome to solve.

Fans want to see their sunny and handsome faces, and they cannot have anything to do with the word decadent, otherwise, in such an irresponsible Internet age, the person who once pushed you to the cloud may turn around and become accusation and spit on you the culprit.