The starry sky is fresh and light blue-green, mixed with dots of white, and covered with a layer of soft light.

There is a switch game console and a few books on the TV cabinet. The scented candles that have been lit are filled with faint smoke, and the fine particles are floating in the sunlight.

Jiang Xian took a deep breath, the right amount of jasmine and benzoin mixed into his nostrils, and he closed his eyes comfortably.

It was the first time he came to Fu Boyuan's house, and he had a strong sense of belonging and security.

This is what the imaginary home looks like.

Instead of the curtains that are tightly drawn all day like in my own home, there is no trace of smoke.

Jiang Xian turned his gaze back to the sky, and couldn't help asking: "Did you bring this bouquet back from the plateau?" Thinking of the carnations thrown in the trash can, he asked again, "Don't you like flowers?"

Fu Boyuan was bending over to get him slippers, and only answered the following question: "To be precise, I don't like too delicate flowers."

In fact, he didn't take Mantianxing seriously at first, and handed it over to his assistant for safekeeping.

Zhou An didn't know that they were a business couple, thinking that this was a gift from the boss's wife who had traveled all the way, and could not be disposed of casually.They made the baby's breath into dried flowers and brought them back to Nancheng by the way.

A few months later, he received a big red envelope from Fu Boyuan, with the words "bonus" on it.

That bouquet of flowers was well preserved by Fu Boyuan.

After setting the discharge date, he told the housekeeper to put the flowers in the most prominent place in the living room in advance.

Jiang Xian followed Fu Boyuan upstairs, his own room was next to the master bedroom, it was tidied up clean and cozy.

Suddenly, there was a subtle feeling of rejoicing in my heart. Fortunately, I finally agreed to come over. Even if it is only a few days, it is enough.

He stayed in the bedroom to put his own things, and Fu Boyuan left consciously, leaving him a private space.

Jiang Xian glanced back, the other party's injury seemed to have healed a lot, and he didn't need to lean against the wall to walk anymore, it seemed that he couldn't stay here for long.

After opening the suitcase, he took out his pajamas and changed into them, then took a bunch of his daily necessities to the bathroom.

He doesn't like to try new things very much, so he always repurchases the same brand of toiletries every time.Especially the shower gel, even the fragrance has not changed, it will always be citrus black tea.

Every time he got into bed and was wrapped in a familiar smell, he would be in a state of extreme relaxation.

However, because the brand is relatively small, the taste he likes is even more unpopular, and it is almost impossible to buy it now, and all he uses are stockpiled before.

There were too many things, and when the door was opened, half of the shower gel in the orange-red bottle slipped out, and it was squeezed into the elbow.

Jiang Xian gently kicked the door open with his foot, and immediately froze in place, the shower gel fell with a bang and hit the bright white floor.

The bathroom shelf is full of toiletries, the brand is exactly the same as the one in my arms.

There are five bottles of citrus black tea body wash.

Is this buying goods and preparing to open a supermarket?

Jiang Xian returned with a bunch of things in his arms, and put them neatly back into the suitcase.

The mobile phone placed on the bedside table vibrated a few times, Jiang Xian took it over casually, it was a message from Shen Qiu.

The content has only one link.

After he opened it, he found that it was a news report, and the protagonist was Zheng Weiquan.

The reporter contacted many people who knew him and broke the news that Zheng Weiquan was good/sexual and wretched since he was a child.

I liked to touch pretty little girls since elementary school and junior high school. After graduating from junior high school, I failed to continue my studies and worked in a local factory.He was fired by his boss because he continued to harass his female colleagues, and became a notorious gangster and vagrant in the village.

Zheng Weiquan held a grudge against that female colleague, raped her and made her pregnant.

The girl was forced to marry him, and later died unexpectedly. Zheng Weiquan got a large amount of compensation and lived a happy life.

The more Jiang Xian looked at it, the more disgusted he became. He thought that he was the only one who had been troubled for so many years.

Shen Qiu sent another message.

[I don’t know which media contacted to break the news. The whole article only mentioned Zheng Weiquan’s black history, and I don’t know who the beneficiaries are. It seems that he only wants Zheng Weiquan to die socially. 】

[The company has compiled the harassing text messages you received before, and has sent out a draft.And those marketing accounts that were forwarded, we asked clearly that Tang Le had received money from them, and now the legal department is also preparing to sue. 】

[There is also a marketing account blogger himself who came out to make a public apology in the video, and also @你, you can watch it when you have time. 】

Jiang Xian stared at the name "Tang Le" in a daze for a long time. He never thought that the arrogant and pampered young master could be associated with someone like Zheng Weiquan.

Jiang Xian sat cross-legged on the floor and clicked on Weibo. Several marketing accounts that were usually the most rampant and had the worst influence have been banned, but some fans reminded him to check the other party's newly registered accounts.

There is only one video on the trumpet homepage. The person who appeared on the screen was wearing sunglasses and a mask, sitting upright in front of the camera, apologizing clearly: "Hi everyone, I am the blogger who was originally nicknamed 'Entertainment News'. Due to my own The untrue news was sent out without checking before, which had a major negative impact on Mr. Jiang Xian’s reputation and privacy, so I apologized on the spot, and hope that Mr. Jiang Xian can forgive me. I will also make more profound changes to my behavior in the future. review, and compensate Mr. Jiang Xian for damages."

He clicked on the comments, and found that not only his fans, but also people with different celebrity headshots were celebrating.

[Grass, what is Jiang Xian's background? Several of our group fans have jointly reported this person for several years. 】

[Not only this one, many cancer marketing accounts are all gone, I am dumbfounded. 】

[I would like to call it a milestone event in the entertainment industry...]

【I'm going to pay attention to Jiang Xian, it's so cool to be his fan, as expected, it's amazing to be the owner of Niubi】

Jiang Xian:?

Why doesn't he know anything about this party...

His legs were numb from the pressure, he turned off his mobile phone, stood up on the bed, and limped out of the room.Lying on the railing on the second floor and looking down, Fu Boyuan was wearing an apron and preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Jiang Xian stared at it for a while before shouting, "Do you still have a hidden identity?"

Fu Boyuan raised his head, but he didn't stop washing the vegetables, and asked, "What?"

Jiang Xian touched his nose and said, "There are so many out-of-stock supplies in the bathroom, you are actually a professional purchasing agent."

Fu Boyuan shook the water off his hands helplessly, thinking that according to Jiang Xian's brain circuit, he might not be able to catch up with him anytime soon.

"Come down to eat."

On the rectangular wooden dining table, the mandarin duck hot pot is bubbling and boiling, and the mist is floating in the sky.The house is full of the rich and spicy taste of butter, and the milky white mushroom soup is fresh and rich.

Lettuce, potatoes, and cumin beef are arranged in a circle, all of which are my favorite dishes.

When Jiang Xian accompanied Fu Boyuan in the hospital, in order to make the other party feel more psychologically balanced, he also ate the bland sick meal.

Seeing the hot pot now, I couldn't help but sit over it, my saliva kept secreting: "It's only been less than half an hour, and you move so fast? Master Chef Xiao Fugui?"

Fu Boyuan: "..." He first put the potatoes into the pot with serving chopsticks, and replied truthfully, "Auntie came to prepare them in advance, and I just washed a few dishes."

Jiang Xian stared at the rising and falling peppercorns in the pot, put his hand on his chin and asked, "You lost your temper with Tang Le that day, did you know that he asked someone to send the draft?"

Fu Boyuan loosened his chopsticks, and the potatoes fell into the pot, splashing red oil.He was silent for a few seconds without denying: "This behavior is really disgusting."

Jiang Xian took a piece of beef and boiled it in the pot, and continued to ask: "Where are those marketing accounts banned? It's you, right?"

Fu Boyuan nodded.

Jiang Xian took a deep breath, shook his head in disbelief, and borrowed the words of other fans without permission: "What is your background?" He leaned back and folded his hands on his chest, "In this moment, a new identity has appeared, The big guy behind the scenes in the entertainment industry, right?"

Fu Boyuan fished out the potatoes with a smile, put them into Jiang Xian's bowl, and admitted: "The incident with Qin Zhi has brought me a lot of benefits from connections."

Jiang Xian let out a "tsk": "Then I am hugging my thigh? Can you cover me if I have an accident in the future?"

Fu Boyuan couldn't help laughing at being praised, he couldn't hold the spoon steadily in his hand, and asked back: "Isn't this considered covering you?"

He thought it would be difficult for him to get over the hurdle, but he didn't expect Fu Boyuan to settle everything before he knew it.

When he came back to his senses, there was only a broad road in front of him.

It was still early after dinner, but the two of them came back from the hospital today and were inexplicably exhausted.

After Jiang Xian confirmed that Fu Boyuan had nothing to help, he went back to the bedroom by himself.

He was very sleepy, but his consciousness was still clear, lying on the bed and scrolling aimlessly on his phone.

When turning the page, he accidentally clicked on Tan A, and the app started instantly. Before he could react, he entered the chat interface directly.

There was a single dialog box inside, Jiang Xian felt that the last time he chatted with Erudite seemed to be in his previous life.

This relationship has dragged on for too long, and the initial enthusiasm has been completely wiped out.But he wanted to try one last time.

【Are you really going to ignore me? 】

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xian received a reply.

[Erudite: Sorry, I've been too busy recently.I need to go abroad for work reasons next week, and I won’t be back in a short time, so forget it.sorry. 】

No matter whether the result is good or bad, Jiang Xian only wants to get a clear answer.

He thought he would be very sad after being rejected, after all, it was the first time he tried to enter an intimate relationship.But now there is no loss as imagined, but relaxed and relieved.

Jiang Xian edited the message frankly and sincerely: [I wish you the best of luck. 】

In the master bedroom, Fu Boyuan made up a reason for Erudite to leave.

After seeing the answer, he suddenly relaxed.

In the future, I finally don't have to listen to Jiang Xian mention Erudite, and the other party can get along with me without any burden.

Reaching out to turn off the night light, the room was instantly plunged into darkness.

The screen of the phone suddenly lit up, emitting a dazzling blue light, and the palm of his hand was slightly numb from the vibration.

It is the itinerary confirmation notice sent by the studio.

[Temporarily received an invitation to Country X Fashion Week, the time is set for next Monday. 】

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