The next day.

The heavy rain stopped in the second half of the night, and the heating room was turned on for one night and it didn't feel too cold. When I woke up in the morning, Bian Lingxi found that there seemed to be some sun outside the window. The faint black color crossed the horizon, and the sky gradually became brighter. Yesterday's haze was swept away.

Ye Qing was injured and hospitalized. The company temporarily found a broker to take over her position and also worked for Yan Shu. During dinner last night, he received a call from his new broker, saying that something went wrong with his job yesterday and he needed to go over and solve it immediately.

Yan Shu was worried that Bian Lingxi was not safe at home alone. After all, Lu Wan'an was still a hidden cancer. He originally wanted to refuse, but he couldn't help but persuade her. In the end, he ate a few bites of food and went to Xiangjiang overnight with the team.

The new agent is a man, with a surname of Pang and a famous scholar. He is cheerful, but he is still meticulous when facing work. Even if Yan Shu is the boss, he still has expressionless expressions until he finishes the work diligently, and the smile will appear on the sidelines.

Yan Shu had just finished filming the movie of the famous director Jia Boshi of Xiangjiang. He was a guest role in it and had few scenes. Perhaps because this movie originally targeted the main money-making market in the mainland, he found some mainland movie actors to play irrelevant roles.

This is not the first time Yan Shu has seen this familiar routine in Jia Baishishen's movie. To be honest, he sneered at it. In his opinion, filmmakers do not distinguish between good and bad, and there are only two things to watch, one is artistic ethics and the other is acting skills.

However, Jia Boshi's works obviously have a kind of decadent idea of ​​regional protectionism. Take his fixed team every time he films. In addition to changing some small supporting roles, the protagonists will always be Wu Cixi and Huo Ling from Xiangjiang.

"Isn't it my business next?" The Xiangjiang actor who was playing against Yan Shu just now kept counting numbers, one, two, three, four, five, and six. After counting once, he turned back and counted again. Yan Shu was already impatient, and the same was true for the scholar, "It's okay."

Hearing this, Yan Shu walked out of the set with ease, "Have you booked the air ticket for going back tomorrow night?"

To be honest, he was looking forward to returning to the imperial capital every moment, looking forward to going home to hug the little woman.

"Brother Yan, should we go out for a walk next?" Sun Le had heard that the Xiangjiang River was beautiful at night and had been coveting the snacks in the night market here for a long time. "Brother, we can bring some specialties to Professor Bian, right?"

"Special product?" Yan Shu gave him a blank look, lowered the car window, and then said, "Wipe your saliva. If you want to eat it, just say it, I won't look at you. Also, warn you not to use our rhinoceros as a shield for you every time."

He has never enjoyed such treatment, but Sun Le always finds opportunities every time he goes on a business trip. Yan Shu knows what's going on after more times.

Sun Le held the slightly yellowed face of the national character, leaning his head tilted to the car window, looking desperate, Yan Shu looked like he was unlucky, and only once looked at it, he felt a little disgusted, "Xiao He, go to Xiangjiang Night Market."

“What about satisfaction?”

Hehe... it's not just satisfactory. Sun Le was so satisfied that he couldn't be satisfied anymore. He turned around and grinned at Yan Shu in the back seat, very attentive, "Brother, to be honest. Isn't she really angry if you don't bring gifts to Professor Bian every time you go back?"

"No, she isn't so stingy."

"It's amazing. There are still strange women like Professor Bian these days. They don't want their boyfriends to give gifts, and their boyfriends don't live in the house. Cough cough... Then... brother... I'll ask... cough... who is responsible for the usual expenses you and Professor Bian?"

This problem has troubled Sun Le for a long time. He has been to Professor Bian's house several times. Every time he brings the vegetables home, he is Professor Bian. Brother Yan has bought them several times, but he is not as good as Professor Bian.

"Sun Le, shut up if you don't want to be packed back." Yan Shu was furious and directly raised the partition in the car to isolate the connection between the front and rear seats so as not to be upset when he saw someone.

But... this was asked by Yan Shu.

[Mr. Yan: Is Xibao here?]

【Mr. Yan: ‘Are you there?’ Tusky gpj】

...

Bian Lingxi went to see Ye Qing in the afternoon and met a family member who was causing trouble in the hospital. She stepped forward and persuaded someone to accidentally be splashed with coffee. She is a very clean person. As soon as she got home, she went into the bathroom to take a bath. The warm hot water was poured on the condensed skin, and her whole body became warm. Perhaps the temperature in the bathroom was too comfortable, so she accidentally soaked for more than an hour.

Yan Shu looked at the WeChat message that had no response, and was very dissatisfied. He also sent a long list of emoticons. As soon as Bian Lingxi drank her hair and walked into the living room, she heard the WeChat message prompting her to keep on hearing the sound, which scared her. She fell to the ground with a slapped slapped and suddenly turned red on her knees, and then slowly turned into a blue-purple color.

"Tick to answer..." She was about to get up when the cell phone on the coffee table rang again. This time it was not a message ringtone, but a phone.

The caller is Yan Shu.

"Xi Bao, why don't you reply to the message?" She could hear the man's trembling voice because he was anxious.

In an instant, he felt wronged and said, "Yan Shu, I fell."

"How could I fall? Where did I hit it? Is it serious?"

"Wuwuwu...I..." She was about to say it hurts, but she thought that the man would definitely come back overnight for this, which was not worth it.

So the woman changed her mind and stopped her tears, "Because you sent me a lot of messages, I fell down when I took my phone to reply to your message, but it didn't hit her. It wasn't serious, I just wanted to act coquettishly with you."

Ha ha……

Upon hearing this, Yan Shu was so happy that he had no more capital to show off in front of him.

His wife will finally act coquettishly.

As long as the two of them heard each other's voice, they felt inexplicably good. After chatting for a while, Bian Lingxi hung up the phone using the excuse of Meng Fan coming to her.

The phone has been hung up for a long time, and there is a smile that has not yet dissipated on the corner of Yan Shu's mouth.

Sun Le came over with a plate of cold noodles and saw his master Yan laughing wildly at his phone from time to time, "Brother, aren't you being stimulated?"

"roll."

"Okay." Sun Le really planned to find a new position, but was stopped by Yan Shu's words.

"Sit down and tell you something."

"Brother Yan, tell me what you want me to do for you. As long as I, Sun Le, can do it for you all the time! It's all for me."

"Stop shooting, just the two taels of flesh on your chest muscles, and you will be gone if you pat it again."

"Cough cough cough..." Sun Le choked three times by the cold face that had just entered his mouth, and his throat was so uncomfortable. At first, he wanted to pat his chest smoothly with his hands, but when he thought of Brother Yan's words and his girlfriend's silly look at the chest muscles of a male star every day, Sun Le pressed down his big hand, which was ready to move.

In the end, the whole scene became very funny. Many customers at the stall thought Yan Shu was a man who would not handle such an accident. They also came over to ask if they needed help. As a result, they were rejected by him before they met Sun Le.

This ended up causing Sun Le to cough for a long time. When he recovered, a plate of fragrant cold noodles had already been empty, and even the calves that the boss had just brought to the table was gone.

"Brother Yan, don't bring such a person!"

"This is the punishment for you to show off your wife's love for you in front of me!"

Really, who doesn’t have a lover yet!

So, in the cold wind of Xiangjiang in November, Sun Le sat alone in his original position without giving up or giving up and ordered the same meal. During the meal, he glanced at the God Yan opposite him and couldn't help but sigh: Sure enough, God Yan is still you God Yan, and you will always be able to grasp your weakness.

Ah, my food, why did you die so miserably!
Chapter completed!