He Wangye dominates the entertainment industry

Bai Nian "Teng" sat up from the bed.

She remembered!
Last night, before she got drunk, she was trying desperately to test the prince if it was the "wind blowing".

She frantically opened the private message, which had already exploded. It contained comfort from her family's sticky bean buns and insults from Meng Zhi's fans. It took her a long time to find the conversation between her and "The Wind Rises".

She looked at the reply time of "The Wind Rises", her mind was in chaos.

No, I can't remember, ever since she drank a large glass of wine in fright, her memory has been fragmented, and she can't remember at all now.

and many more!

This is not her room!
No!This is also her room, but it is her room in Wang Ye's courtyard.

So, when she was drunk, she followed the prince home with a shameless face?
Bai Nian swallowed, staring at her pajamas, trying to recall what she did last night.

She seems to be pulling the prince, chattering all the time.

It seemed to be lying on the prince's lap.

But I can't remember exactly what I did.

"Dong dong."

"Miss Bai, are you up yet?"

Aunt Wang's voice came from outside.

"Wake up." Bai Nian replied in a low voice.

"Then I'll prepare breakfast for you." Aunt Wang said with a smile in her voice.

"Okay, I'll go down right away."

Bai Nian quickly washed and changed her clothes, she couldn't find the clothes she wore yesterday.

Bai Nian sighed, and resigned himself to opening the closet. As expected, it was full of various clothes.

She picked out a thick woolen dress and put it on, and stepped on her slippers to go downstairs.

She cheers herself up.

It's okay, it's okay, you don't dare to say anything nonsense with your rat guts!
She took a deep breath and walked to the dining room. Feng Heng was having a meal. In front of him was a bowl of clear porridge with eight refreshing side dishes. Not far away, there were also four small dishes of pasta, sweet and salty snacks and steamed bun rolls.

Tsk, the life of a capitalist!

"Master, I'm eating." Bai Nian said with a smile.

"Yeah." Feng Heng was very indifferent.

Huhu, Bai Nian breathed a sigh of relief, although his attitude was not very good, it was exactly the same as before.

She sat down, and Aunt Wang smiled at her: "Miss Bai, wait a minute, I cooked you some wontons. I drank wine last night, so it's just right to eat a bowl of hot little wontons today."

Bai Nian was already hungry: "Thank you, Aunt Wang."

Feng Heng raised his head, pushed the porridge in front of him, and ordered: "Cook me a bowl too."

Aunt Wang agreed, and other servants quickly came up to collect the breakfast on the table, and their actions were orderly.

There is no food on the table, and it is very embarrassing not to speak anymore.

Bai Nian cleared his throat: "Ahem, I'm sorry to trouble you last night."

Feng Heng said indifferently: "I'm used to it."

"I didn't cause you any trouble, did I?" Bai Nian cautiously probed.

Looking at the thirst for knowledge on her face, Feng Heng knew that she had forgotten most of it: "It's very troublesome, she grabbed me and refused to let me go, and kept crying until midnight."

Bai Nian: "..."

I can't take this.

The most frightening thing was that in her memory, she seemed to be holding Feng Heng and crying all the time.

Feng Heng pursed his lips lightly, and a trace of teasing flashed in his eyes: "Still crying and wanting to sleep in."

He rubbed his temples with a headache, and looked helpless: "Fortunately, I still remember you said that you can't marry a concubine without a wife."

Bai Nian:! ! !
What kind of social death scene is this!
She can't wait to find a seam in the ground and get in!
She is so unrestrained?Crying for bedtime?How can it be?She didn't want to sleep with her before she crossed time, okay?

But she carefully looked at the prince's face.

The prince's face was as usual, full of helplessness towards her, and she even saw "I really can't do anything about you, but luckily I respect you" written on the prince's face.

Bai Nian wants to die, right now, die immediately!
"Master, I...I drank too much." Bai Nian spat out these words stiffly.

"Well, I know." Feng Heng said calmly.

"So people who drink too much sometimes can't control themselves." Bai Nian tried to quibble.

Feng Heng nodded: "So I don't blame you."

Bai Nian: "...that's right."

The prince didn't scold her!
He neither got angry because of her offense, nor scolded her for drinking outside, and even asked Aunt Wang to cook small wontons for her early in the morning.

But thinking about the cruelty of the prince last night, she decided not to commit suicide rationally.

Just when she was racking her brains to think about the topic, Aunt Wang rescued her.

Two bowls of steaming small wontons were served on the table, and sesame oil was ordered, which was fragrant.

Bai Nian moved his index finger, picked up the spoon and stuffed it into his mouth, the delicious soup slid down the esophagus, accompanied by the spicy pepper, his whole body seemed to warm up.

She ate happily, one bite at a time, and the dimples around her lips unconsciously came out.

Feng Heng kept staring at her, and before he knew it, a bowl of small wontons went into his stomach.

"Is it so delicious?" He couldn't help asking.

"It's delicious!" Bai Nian smiled and said, "Didn't you finish eating? Why do you still ask me?"

Feng Heng refused to answer.

After eating and drinking, Bai Nian sat on the sofa with the prince while clutching her mobile phone. Her little thoughts that were just about to move surged again. She quietly opened Weibo, clicked on the private message, and sent a message to "The Wind Rises".

——Bai Tuanzi: Nothing special, it’s just that the studio wants to get in touch with big fans, so it’s more credible for me to contact you.

After posting, she stared at the prince without blinking.

The prince was holding a small teapot in his hand, the teapot was red sandalwood color, and he was looking at it intently.

"Buzz", the phone vibrates.

——The Wind Rises: I'm not in charge of management, every year, please stay away from the lives of fans.

Bai Nian looked at his phone, and then at Wang Ye.

She slapped her head.

Is she a pig?How could there be such an unrealistic fantasy?
My lord, with what identity, how could it be possible to lurk in her fan base in a different vest, and even fight all the heroes for her?

She interrupted quickly, coughed lightly, and blushed a little because of embarrassment: "Master, I want to go home and read the script, and I will start filming tomorrow."

"Go." Feng Heng didn't lift his eyes.

After Bai Nian left, Feng Heng put down the purple sand pot, took out his cell phone, and logged on to the Weibo account of "The Wind Rises".

Little bastard, you still want to fight with me?
Bai Nian got into a taxi and went straight to the company.

It was almost eleven o'clock when she arrived at the company, and the strange thing was that Gu Qing hadn't come yet.

Xiaomang ran out to pick her up: "Niannian, Weibo is full of scolding you now, and brother Qing can't be contacted, what should I do?"

"Don't panic." Bai Nian asked, "What did Brother Qing say when he called you last night?"

Xiaomang thought for a while: "I didn't say anything, I just said that he has something to do, and I won't be here today, and asked me to contact him for something, but when I contacted him today, I couldn't get in touch."

"Brother Qing said that if he doesn't come today, he will definitely come tomorrow. Let's wait a day. If you still can't get in touch tomorrow morning, call the police."

Thinking about Pei Chuan's attitude towards Gu Qing last night, Bai Nian called Pei Chuan: "Is Brother Qing with you?"

Pei Chuan took a look inside: "Here, today is mine."

Bai Nian put down the phone: "Brother Qing is with his friend, don't panic, I have a way to get Meng Zhi to come out and clarify."

Xiaomang asked anxiously, "What about the public opinion on the Internet?"

Bai Nian shook his phone and dialed Liu Banshan's number. "Director Liu, I have a solution to the public opinion on the Internet, and I need your cooperation."

She smiled slightly: "What are you doing together?"