Chapter 4 "Duanwan, I'm here to coax you."

"The one I just rejected."

Lin Yang thought he heard wrongly: "No, brother, are you kidding me?"

Han Sibai glanced sideways, his cold eyes filled with a seriousness that could freeze someone to death: "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

Lin Yang was frightened by this look.

"Okay, I'll call right away."

"Ask the third girl if she has CP."

"Why do you ask?"

The air in the car was quiet for a moment, and then a voice without any emotion sounded.

"Lin Yang, you talk too much. Just go and donate your mouth after making this call."

"..."

Then I leave?

One minute later.

"The director said that the third female lead has CP."

"Tell the director that I will pick up the third male lead."

Lin Yang's eyes widened and he looked like he was asking for a hundred thousand reasons.

Han Sibai didn't bother to pay attention to him and just took the phone over.

"Hello."

Before the call was hung up, the director on the other end recognized Han Sibai's voice and sat up straight.

"Han...Best actor Han, do you really accept the offer?"

"Yeah, but I don't accept the male lead, I accept the third male lead."

The director was stunned for a moment: "There is no third male lead."

Han Sibai turned his head and looked at Lin Yang with a slight frown: "My assistant said that the female third has CP, not the male third?"

"In the story, the third heroine has a CP, but the CP of the third heroine is also a girl. Please take a closer look."

Han Sibai:???

Miscalculated.

"...Okay, let's choose the male one."

Even if you can't act as a cp, you can still be in the same group as a little girl.

However, the director was confused by Han Sibai's tone.

Why did he get the feeling of "Okay, let's have the mandarin duck pot" in the words of the actor Han?

Is it so aggrieved to play the male lead?

Immersed in the joy of having a top-notch actor really take over his own small-budget film, the director had no time to think so much.

After hanging up the phone, Han Sibai glanced out the car window.

Ye Wanxing, who had bought oden, was already carrying his things and walking towards the door of the unit building. He opened the car door.

"Brother, where are you going? Aren't you just picking up some things tonight and not staying here?"

"Changed my mind."

Han Sibai put down these words, grabbed his suitcase, turned around and left, without leaving a single unnecessary glance.

Lin Yang had a bad premonition in his heart, but he couldn't stop it.

Sure enough, he saw his brother following Ye Wanxing.

To put it bluntly, with that slutty little licking-dog look, how can he still have the attitude of a high-altitude flower in the entertainment industry?

Looking at this attitude, does this person return to China not to pursue a career, but to pursue his ex-girlfriend?

Just now, Lin Yang understood the reason for asking him if he was interested in going to Africa to mine.

"..."

Destroy it.

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Weibo refreshed, Ye Wanxing was eating fish balls and melon while waiting for the elevator.

Looking at Han Sibai's new Weibo post, he let out a string of heart-rending pig laughter.

In the Internet world, you have to pay a price for casual oral pleasure. That sister is doing a live broadcast of standing on her head and eating shit. I’m really looking forward to it.

Smiling, he caught a glimpse of someone standing next to him out of the corner of his eye. Ye Wanxing turned to look over -

"Cough cough cough...!"

A small half of the fish ball was stuck in my throat and I couldn't get it up or down. I was about to choke to death.

When she finally regained her composure, she spoke the quintessence of Chinese culture.

"Fuck! Why are you here!"

Ye Wanxing was stunned.

The man wearing a black suit has a tall figure and a clear breeze.

He clearly has a handsome appearance, with a noble and cold aura lingering around him, but the small tattoo exposed on his neck gives his whole person a mysterious evil nature and... ascetic temperament.

Han Si's white eyebrows had a hint of endearment in his eyes.

Due to the height difference, he leaned forward slightly, lowered his eyes, and handed the phone to Ye Wanxing——

"Buanwan, I'm here to coax you."

The page stayed on the Weibo content he posted.

"..."

Ye Wanxing was in a trance for a moment when he heard the extremely gentle "Wanwan".

But the next second I got goosebumps all over my body.

After holding it in for a long time, she said "Oh". Then the elevator opened and she stepped in.

A hint of wind was carried in the air, mixed with the faint scent of rose and citrus perfume on the girl's body.

She seemed to have no intention of talking to him.

As expected.

There wasn't even a hint of frustration in Han Sibai's expression, and instead he curled his lips.

Ye Wanxing clicked on the floor frantically, wishing he could die immediately.

So scary!

Talk about what it’s like to run into your ex-boyfriend at night, unkempt, wearing big slippers, carrying a scarf, and holding fish balls in your mouth!

An experience that makes me want to die right where I am!

It’s so embarrassing!!!

Seeing the elevator door close, Ye Wanxing slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, a second before it was completely closed, the door was blocked by a hand.

The fingers were white and slender, and there was a small point of smoky blue at the tiger's mouth. She was so familiar with them.

But that's not a mole.

But one time, two people had a fierce argument, and during the struggle, she accidentally poked it with the pen in her hand...

At that time, the pen tip penetrated quite deeply, and a little ink remained in the wound, leaving a bit of smoky blue.

Ye Wanxing stopped breathing.

Han Sibai entered the elevator and didn't say anything, just stood aside quietly.

1st floor, 2nd floor, 3rd floor...

The elevator began to rise, and the air became tight.

Only then did Ye Wanxing realize that the man didn't press the floor button.

No, is he going to follow her? Follow her to her house?

Time passed by second by second, it was long and unbearable.

Ye Wanxing suddenly felt that the string of fish balls in his hand was tasteless, so he simply stuffed it back into the cup.

"Ding dong!"
To be continued...