Kiss!

When she woke up, Qin Rao had a splitting headache.

She seemed to remember that she was lying on the sofa when she came back, how did she get to the bed now?

She rubbed her heavy head, and took the mobile phone on the bedside table. There were several unread messages in WeChat, one of which was from Shen Xun, with a few short words: "There is breakfast in the kitchen."

When she regained her consciousness, she remembered that it seemed that Shen Xun brought her back last night. As for what the two of them said, they had no memory at all.

In the kitchen pot is a pot of millet porridge, which is still not cold, and there are traces of millet spilled on the cooking table.

Qin Rao stood in front of the cooking table for a while, then suddenly laughed lightly.

It was hard for her to imagine what it would be like to drag someone like Shen Xun into the world of mortals, and now he would cook porridge for her.

It is estimated that it was his savior in the previous life who had this kind of blessing.

She took out her mobile phone and thanked him back.

After the news was sent out, there was a ding dong in the living room, but she didn't notice it, and then Du Jing's call came in again.

As soon as it was connected, he said straight to the point: "The drama Xiaoxiang Yeyu is dirty, and the crew has already started the film."

Qin Rao wasn't surprised by the news. After all, it had been so many days. If she was confirmed to act, she should have contacted her earlier.

At that time, the director and the assistant director were very satisfied, but in the end the role was not decided on her, probably because they found someone more suitable for the role.

Qin Rao said calmly, "I guessed it."

He took a bowl from the cupboard, filled half a bowl of millet porridge while answering the phone, and put the phone hands-free on the table.

Du Jing confessed on the phone: "The production team contacted me originally, and they had the intention of letting you play the role. I don't know what happened, but I regretted it the next day. I guess it's probably because I entered a relationship account."

"You put your mind at ease. This circle is like this. It doesn't matter if you are capable or not. This role itself is not the best for you. Don't take it to heart."

This is to comfort her, she is clear.

For a celebrity like her, where does the best role come from? Only the first and second tier are eligible to choose a script that suits her, and she is good at acting.

It's not that she hasn't been pornographic in these years, and she sees it very openly.

After eating a few mouthfuls of porridge, Qin Rao couldn't help stretching comfortably, "It's okay, I'm a little rich woman now, and it's enough for me to last for a while."

"Where did you get the money?"

When Qin Rao told about meeting Zeng Hanming, Du Jing couldn't help applauding.

"That kind of scumbag, 300 million is still less, so you have to learn from other businessmen to maximize your profits."

"Hey wait," Du Jing changed the subject, "Shen Xun? Why do I think this name is so familiar?"

"You know him?" Qin Rao asked.

"Don't interrupt, let me think about it."

30 seconds later.

Du Jing shouted, "I remembered, I saw the charity party at the end of last year when I took the artist there, and everyone seemed to call him the third son, but you haven't seen that battle, the stars are like the moon, tsk tsk , as long as our boss has been unable to talk to him in the past."

Qin Rao scooped up the porridge in the bowl for a while, she knew that Shen Xun was not simple, she knew it just by seeing Zeng Hanming's shy face when he saw him.

She asked casually, "Well, what then?"

"It's nothing after that," Du Jing said: "So the gap between people is huge. Some people want good looks and wealth, while some people have good looks and don't have brains."

Qin Rao knew Du Jing well, and always liked to beat around the bush and scold people, deliberately ignoring her words, and just said: "That's true."

Du Jing scolded with a smile: "You can still laugh, use your brains, Qin Rao, your way of doing things won't work in this circle, you have to try to get used to it."

Qin Rao put down the spoon, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said slowly, "Why should I adapt to it, not the circle to adapt to me."

Du Jing was speechless by her, "You are capable, then I will wait and see how you adapt this circle to you."

"Don't be so serious, Sister Du, who doesn't know how to brag, and I'll brag in front of you."

Du Jing hangs up the phone angrily. This girl is hopeless. She has good looks and acting skills, but if she doesn't conform to this circle, she will be buried sooner or later.

If she hadn't promised to that person, she couldn't help but want to give up on her.

Qin Rao put away the tableware and put it in the dishwasher, and the phone rang.

She picked it up, only to realize that the sound came from the living room.

There was a mobile phone on the coffee table, probably Shen Xun's. The name displayed on it was Lin Tong. Qin Rao knew that it was his secretary. When he was staying in the hotel, he came to deliver things.

The phone screen turned on and off, turned off and on again, and made several calls in a row.

She squatted beside him, hesitating whether to help him pick it up, in case there was something urgent?

The brain fought for a while, but still picked it up.

"Qin Rao," Shen Xun's voice came from the phone, "Are you awake?"

Qin Rao: "Yes."

"I forgot my mobile phone at your house." Shen Xun said.

Qin Rao took down the phone and took a look, thinking, isn't this obvious?

Shen Xun said again: "Is it convenient for me to come and get it now?"

"convenient."

"I'll be there in about four or ten minutes."

After the call was over, Qin Rao put the phone back to its original place, then flipped through a book from the bookshelf to read.

The living room was very quiet, even the wind outside could be heard, occasionally mixed with the sound of pages being turned.

After watching for a while, I vaguely heard knocking on the door, intermittently, and a woman's voice.

Out of curiosity, Qin Rao looked through the cat's eyes, and it seemed to be the "walking RMB" that she and Shen Xun had visited when she first moved here.

The knock on the door continued intermittently for several minutes.

Qin Rao thought for a moment, opened the door and reminded, "He should not be at home."

Xu Ningyue turned her head, "Not here, I thought he had fallen asleep and didn't answer the phone, you are the third brother's neighbor, right?"

Qin Rao nodded.

Xu Ningyue's feet hurt from standing, so she shifted her focus to relax her ankles.

Qin Rao shifted her gaze to her feet, and opened the door a little, "Do you want to come in and wait for him?"

Xu Ningyue hesitated for a moment, "Then excuse me."

After changing into slippers, my feet felt much more comfortable. Xu Ningyue began to look at her as soon as she entered the door, "The decoration here is so beautiful, I could be your neighbor."

Qin Rao smiled politely, "Coffee?"

Xu Ningyue said: "Don't bother, just drink water."

Qin Rao poured water from a glass and placed it on the coffee table in front of her. When she straightened up, she paused slightly.

There was a car key on the coffee table, and the key chain was a silver metal plate, which was exactly the same as the car key she sold to Shen Xun.

Xu Ningyue noticed her gaze, "Oh, the key is mine."

Qin Rao: "Panamera?"

Xu Ningyue smiled and narrowed her eyes, "Well, I just returned to China, and my third brother gave me a ride."

Qin Rao nodded thoughtfully, took a sip from the cup, and sat back on the sofa to continue reading.

Xu Ningyue kept looking at her.

She is so beautiful, her face is the size of a palm, her fair skin is glowing, her hair is loose and her eyebrows are lowered while she reads a book like a painting.

Even the delicate and slender collarbone and smooth calves are all masterpieces of God.

Qin Rao raised her eyes, met her gaze, and casually pointed to the bookshelf half of the wall, "You can read the book, don't look at me."

Xu Ningyue smiled and said, "I don't have much talent for learning, and I don't like reading."

After finishing speaking, he took out his mobile phone, "I'll make another call to see."

Qin Rao lowered her head and continued to read the book. After a while, she suddenly realized that she was about to reach for the phone on the tea table.

Unfortunately, it was too late, Shen Xun's cell phone rang, and the words "Xu Ningyue" flashed on the screen.