Why do I always fall in love with my partner Alpha

Jiang Xianqi laughed, suspecting that Fu Boyuan had said that to him on purpose.

Isn't it just hilarious, who wouldn't!

He bit his lower lip, and typed quickly on the screen with his fingers: 【Think too much, it's not yours. 】

Before waiting for the other party's reply, Tong Yuan called first.

As soon as he got connected, Tong Yuan started yelling: "My good brother, my parents saw the news and started urging me to bring you home this year." He sighed, "I explained for a long time, and they said I wasn't He's a man, irresponsible at all. Why isn't your company dealing with it?"

At first, Jiang Xian suppressed his laughter and blushed, but when he thought of the scene of developing another relationship with Tong Yuan, goosebumps arose.

But when it came to the company, he immediately restrained his smile and explained: "The company's situation is not very good recently, so the public relations are a bit slow."

As an amateur, Tong Yuan's interests and grievances involving being involved in the entertainment industry are ultimately because of himself.

Jiang Xian rubbed against the pillow in his arms, and said seriously: "I'm really sorry to bring you into this."

"What's the matter." Tong Yuan's purpose of making this call is not here, "But some of your fans are really too much, why do you say that your eyes have slipped too much, although you hate Fu Boyuan, but he has a better figure than this person too much."

Jiang Xian instantly resumed the normal way of getting along with the other party, and said, "This is the truth."

Tong Yuan almost couldn't catch his breath: "You fucking... hang up!"

After finishing the phone call with Tong Yuan, he switched to the chat interface with Fu Boyuan, and the other party sent many messages one after another.

【? 】

[I watched the news, the person who helped you was Brother Tong Yuan, right? 】

[I heard that Wuxing's problem has affected public relations, do you need my help here? 】

Jiang Xianzheng organized his words to refuse, and Fu Boyuan stood up to help him solve similar incidents before.

They are not even in a relationship yet, but they use each other's resources, time and financial resources over and over again. He doesn't have such a thick skin.

But Fu Boyuan has always been meticulous and thoughtful in his work, so he sent new news very quickly.

[I recently formed a new public relations team and wanted them to try to operate it, but I haven't found a suitable opportunity. 】

【Brother, can you give me this chance? 】

Obviously he was helping him solve the problem, but Fu Boyuan lowered his attitude.

Jiang Xian hesitated for a while, and finally replied: [I will pay for the public relations fee. 】

Fu Boyuan: [OK. 】

Fu Boyuan knew the ins and outs of these two scandals, and handled them with ease, and the efficiency of the new team was also very high.

In just half an hour, Jiang Xian saw the clarification.

The director of "Bamboo Covenant" personally posted on Weibo, and also brought the topic of #江贤playing big cards#.

[@闻亮: Mr. Jiang accidentally fell down the stairs while filming and injured his ankle. In certain shootings that did not require a full-body lens, I asked Mr. Jiang to sit and shoot over and over again, but was rejected. In the end, the injury did not improve. I had no choice but to The next agreed to my proposal.During the filming process, Mr. Jiang's degree of dedication is obvious to all the staff of the crew, so I hope that some people with ulterior motives will stop in moderation. 】

Many staff members of the crew, including the screenwriter teacher, forwarded this Weibo.

It wasn't just a casual repost, almost everyone wrote a long speech, praising Jiang Xian from all aspects.

Jiang Xian himself was embarrassed to see it.

All of a sudden, the wind direction of comments was completely reversed.

[I'll just say it!My wife is really kind and dedicated! 】

[So many people in the industry forwarded it, it shows that Jiang Xian is really likable and a little interested. 】

[Sister, look at our great beauty Jiang, you won't lose money if you invest in shares! 】

I clicked into the marketing account that spread the rumors at the beginning, and found that the other party had deleted the related Weibo.

But there are also a few sporadic black fans who are trying their best to control the rhythm of the yin and yang.

[Yo, what about going to the hospital for an examination with an amateur? 】

【Couldn't it be that Fu Boyuan's child was kicked again, and he had to find an honest person to take over the job, so the request plummeted, right? 】

Fu Boyuan called him directly this time, and he connected immediately.

"Brother, I can't get in touch with the people at Wuxing for the time being, so the clarification of the scandal with Brother Tong Yuan has to be posted by your own account." Fu Boyuan's tone was very calm, and he was completely different when he was acting coquettishly at him in peacetime. People, "I'll send you the PR release on WeChat."

Jiang Xian received the other party's message in a second, and he glanced at the time on the top right of the screen.

Eleven forty-five at night.

There is something in Fu Boyuan's studio.

He also forwarded the director's Weibo and copied and pasted the public relations draft.

[@江贤v: Because the foot injury did not improve, I asked my friend to take me to the hospital for an examination. This is the appearance of the ankle, the film and medical certificate of the day. [Image] [image]】

In the picture, there is a horrible purple bruise near the ankle, and the originally slender ankle is swollen to the thickness of the calf.

The time on the medical certificate was also specially circled, confirming that it was not a forged diagnosis later.

The front row of comments was quickly occupied by fans' concern and distress.

Jiang Xian looked through the comments and topics, but he didn't see those malicious critics again, and even most of the passers-by chose to side with him.

It's just that the two marketing accounts this time, after being scolded and deleted the Weibo for spreading rumors, there was no apology or other follow-up.

Jiang Xian felt strange, did Fu Boyuan want to save money for himself?

—

Jiang Xian lived alone in Wucheng for re-shooting scenes, but he still followed the crew's plan and completed all the shooting in early April.

During this period, Fu Boyuan didn't take the initiative to find him, and only when Jiang Xian sent a message, the other party took a long time to reply.

Later, Jiang Xian was afraid that he was too busy with work, so he didn't bother him lightly.

But because of those two scandals, he disappeared for a long time after joining the filming group, and returned to the public eye.

As soon as he joined the group, social platforms were rarely open.

Weibo data suddenly increased dozens of times in a short period of time, and many businesses contacted him to discuss cooperation.

After being praised by the director and staff, it probably attracted the attention of people in the industry, and also received an invitation to the popular variety show.

In the program, several teachers from well-known acting schools sit on the stage and invite actors, large and small, from the industry to perform on the same stage.

Unable to contact the company, the program team found him in person, specially adjusted the time for him, and invited him to be a flight guest.

Such an opportunity to hone acting skills and learn professional knowledge, and the other party was very sincere, Jiang Xian naturally would not miss it, and immediately agreed to participate.

The night before returning to Nancheng, Jiang Xian packed his luggage in the room by himself.

He learned from Fu Boyuan and organized things in an orderly manner.

Put the suitcases together again, took a photo and posted it on Weibo.

[@江贤v: Pack up your things and go home. [picture]】

Finally, he went to the balcony and took back the shirt of Fu Boyuan that was hanging outside.

The smell of rum on the shirt was covered by the smell of lavender laundry detergent, Jiang Xian buried his face in it and took a deep breath.

He waited for a long time but did not get any news from Fu Boyuan, and he didn't know whether the other party didn't see Weibo, or did not understand what he meant.

Until late at night, Jiang Xian couldn't bear it anymore, and took the initiative to send a message to him asking: 【Are you going to pick me up at the airport tomorrow? 】

He lay on the bed and rolled left and right, the quilt fell in half and fell in mid-air.

Finally waited for Fu Boyuan's reply: [I don't have time tomorrow. 】

With a stiff smile on Jiang Xian's face, he threw the phone aside with a "snap".

Understood, this is not love chant!

Instead of tying the shirt to the pillow, he folded it and placed it beside the pillow.

Anyway, the other party didn't pick up the plane, so he also checked the weather forecast in Nancheng.

The temperature has risen to 26 degrees in early April, and a shirt is enough.

Early the next morning, Jiang Xian wore Fu Boyuan's shirt and went out with a small suitcase.

Yang Lu stayed behind to take care of the rest of the large luggage, and he took the nearest flight by himself, wanting to see Fu Boyuan soon.

Fu Boyuan's frame was bigger than his, and he was also taller. The sleeves of the shirt on him protruded a bit, which just covered his hands.The hem is also long, and he simply tucked the hem into his trousers in order to show his waistline.

The plane took off in the morning, flew across the sky, and landed at Nancheng Airport at noon.

As soon as he left the airport, Jiang Xian felt that the temperature seemed to have entered summer.

He was wearing sunglasses and it was inconvenient to take off the mask, so he had to unbutton two buttons and open the neckline.

The company didn't send anyone to pick him up, and he, a well-known actor, stood alone by the side of the road, taking a taxi home sullenly.

A black Porsche parked on the side of the road honked its horn and lowered its windows.

Jiang Xian subconsciously looked over.

Fu Boyuan sat in the driver's seat wearing sunglasses and wearing a suit and leather shoes.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he greeted him.

Jiang Xian was a little apprehensive, glanced at him and deliberately looked away, slightly raised his chin.

Didn't you say you don't have time?Isn't this still obediently coming to pick up the plane?

He pulled the suitcase and walked towards the car, suddenly remembering the shirt he was wearing.

The arrogant arrogance just now was extinguished immediately, and the whole person went limp.

Suddenly a little at a loss, nails buckled on the lever, thinking about the possibility of turning around and fleeing.

Fu Boyuan had already got off the car, walked up to him, and took the suitcase very naturally.

"I've been on the plane all morning, so I must be hungry." Fu Boyuan said, "I'll invite my brother to eat."

Jiang Xian observed the other party's expression from the corner of his eye, and there was nothing unusual.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that I didn't find it.

But he still felt that he was running naked/running, fearing that what he said would make too many mistakes, so he simply shut up all the way.

Fu Boyuan took him to his favorite Thai restaurant.

It was meal time, and there was a row of people sitting at the door, all queuing up.

Fu Boyuan had already made a reservation, and led him all the way into the quiet private room.

The dishes were served quickly, and Jiang Xian's favorite dishes were placed in front of him in a short while.

The curry chicken exudes a strong spicy aroma, and the crispy fried shrimp chips are placed on a whole plate, and the hot and sour seafood noodles hook Jiangxian's gluttons.

He couldn't wait to pick up the seafood noodles, but his hands slipped because he was too impatient, and the thick round noodles immediately fell back into the bowl, splashing the oily soup.

Jiang Xian subconsciously looked down at the clothes, the red oil stains on the white shirt were very conspicuous.

Fu Boyuan quickly took out a few pieces of paper and handed them over, saying, "How about the shirt..."

As soon as Jiang Xian heard this word from Fu Boyuan's mouth, he couldn't turn his head around: "I'll clean it up for you when I go back!"

Fu Boyuan paused his hands in mid-air, keenly caught the key words, frowned and asked, "Help me?"

The author has something to say:

After writing this, I splattered oil on the bare-leg artifact after eating spicy strips, and I didn't want to laugh anymore.

Thanks to the 42217622 little angel for throwing a mine, it should be Luo Qing, I don’t know why the mine didn’t show the id.

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