An Lan was afraid of meeting fans or paparazzi again, so she carried the secluded road, and Ling Yichen followed her silently, and the two returned to the car.

Ling Yichen started the car, and the black body rushed into the crowd quietly. An Lan sat next to him and looked at him, asking, "What if the incident tonight is spread to the Internet?"

"It doesn't matter." Ling Yichen replied lightly. He never cared about this kind of scandal.

An Lan nodded, thinking of Ling Yichen's scandal in the past, it seemed that he had never seen him deny it. Maybe he didn't take it seriously at all, but those female celebrities wanted to use his fame to hype the hot topics.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Ling Yichen turned his head and looked at her and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."

He was comforting himself.

When An Lan thought about this, a warm current surged in his heart. He turned to look at him and shrugged, blinking and said, "You are not worried, I don't have to be afraid. Besides, it's my honor to be able to have an affair with the National Film Awards! If other female stars know about it, I'm afraid I'll envy me."

Her playful look made Ling Yichen's lips tilt unconsciously, and he said softly as if he was explaining: "The previous reports were false speculations, just attending events together."

"Oh." An Lan responded, for some reason, she felt a little happy. She glanced at the small bamboo rope placed beside her, and asked curiously, "Do you like bamboo weaving?"

When Ling Yichen saw her pick up the bamboo, he subconsciously wanted to stop it, but when he saw An Lan skillfully weaving things, his voice disappeared from his lips.

When An Lan saw the bamboo weaving, a sense of familiarity surged in her mind. She subconsciously started weaving it, and her dexterous hands flew up and down.

After a moment, a cute little rabbit came out. She stretched out her hand and raised her head slightly proudly and said, "Look, are you cute?"

There was a red light in front of her. Ling Yichen stepped on the brake and took a look. His eyes instantly frozen in her palm, and his breathing was a little rapid.

"How could you make up a little rabbit?" he asked hoarsely when he heard his voice.

"I learned it. I think bamboo weaving is quite interesting, so I studied it for a while."

An Lan remembered that when she was a child, she accidentally saw a program on TV to teach people how to make handicrafts. So she asked her father to buy bamboo weaving with excitement, but she made her hands full of scars, so she gave up.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, Feng Yu gave her a little bamboo rabbit with vague blood on it. She was so happy at that time that she would carry the little rabbit with her at any time.

Later, she realized that Feng Yu had scarred her hands in order to learn bamboo weaving. Many years later, she remembered that incident and started learning bamboo weaving again. But after she learned it, she realized that Feng Yu, who was originally a brother of Yu, was no longer the original brother of Yu.

After hearing her words, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and she looked at the little rabbit and said, "I thought..."

"Why are you?"

"Nothing, I think you look like a deceased friend."

An Lan's heart moved when she heard this, and she remembered Ling Yichen's visit to worship him. Could it be that the old friend he was talking about was himself?

However, she racked her brains and couldn't remember that she had known this person before.

"Who is it?" She blinked curiously and stared at Ling Yichen's expression.

"She..." Ling Yichen gently spit out a word, and a sudden urging sounded, interrupting his words.

Didi and the sound of urging them to drive came from outside the window. It turned out that the green light was already on.

Ling Yichen stopped talking and the car slowly drove forward. An Lan was secretly upset and almost asked.

After the topic ended, the atmosphere became quiet. After a moment, Ling Yichen spoke again and said, "You have worked very hard on acting."

He has met many artists, and An Lan is different from others. She is very serious about acting, but she looks a little at ease with the situation.

"Thank you for your praise." An Lan smiled and said thanking, "Thank you for this matter! I know it's a bit ungrateful to say this, but I still want to say, thank you for everything you have fought for for me, but I don't think I have to waste time anymore, I don't want to make you embarrassed."

The heroine of "Zhu Xian Zhi" has not settled down, so she knew there was no hope. Although she was a little disappointed, she was able to see it.

Ling Yichen was a little surprised by her calmness, but she didn't comfort her. She just asked: "Do you want to give up this opportunity?"

"This is not something I can get if I don't want to give up. It's gold will always shine. Don't you think I'm a piece of gold? Besides, not long after I debuted, a heroine suddenly fell from the sky. This halo is too big, and I don't think it's a good thing. Let's hone your acting skills more and wait for the next chance."

Her calmness and confidence made Ling Yichen look at him with admiration and no longer persuaded him.
Chapter completed!