Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

Hearing Tian Tian's words, Jiang Yuange was shocked and couldn't help but sigh: "Lin Jie is indeed a gold medal agent! She has already had the idea of ​​establishing a persona so early."

At this stage, establishing a unique personality can indeed help oneself be recognized and remembered by the public more quickly, thereby standing out among many stars and becoming more recognizable.

"Okay, then let's do as Sister Lin said." Jiang Yuange said after making up his mind.

Jiang Yuange, holding a thick stack of scripts, had just walked into the gate of the villa when his eyes fell on the man standing at the door.

At this moment, the sun was setting, and the orange light was gently falling on his body like a soft gauze, as if covering him with a layer of shining golden light.

Jiang Yuange stopped involuntarily, his heart suddenly shocked. Is he waiting for him to come back?

Before this, Jiang Yuange had never looked at Chi Morong seriously and carefully.

However, at this moment, the light shining on him weakened his originally powerful aura, making the whole person look much softer.

The two people just stared at each other silently from a distance of several meters.

Thinking back carefully, they hadn't seen each other for more than ten days.

Chi Morong stared at Jiang Yuange intently, then took firm steps and walked towards her step by step. The originally firm and angular facial lines gradually softened at this moment.

“Welcome home.”

Along with these brief but powerful words, Chi Morong stretched out his strong arms, as if he wanted to rub the woman in front of him into his body, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Ever since he realized his feelings for her, Chi Morong regarded this house as his spiritual home.

When he finished dealing with things outside and came back here, he always had a glimmer of anticipation in his heart, hoping to see the figure that had been haunting him.

However, when he found the room empty and there was no trace of her, an indescribable feeling of loss came over him, and he felt the whole room became cold, losing its former warmth and vitality.

And at this moment, hugging the woman in his arms, he truly felt the feeling of fulfillment and satisfaction.

Her body temperature was transmitted through the clothes, warming his chest; her breath gently brushed his cheek, bringing a tingling sensation.

At this moment, he felt as if he owned the entire universe, and the long-standing void in his heart was finally filled.

He quietly immersed himself in this tranquility and beauty, unwilling to destroy this brief and precious moment of happiness.

Jiang Yuange clearly felt how strong the pair of big hands around her waist were, but the pile of scripts sandwiched between them made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She twisted her body slightly, trying to get rid of the discomfort, but also breaking the wonderful atmosphere of the moment.

"Chi...Mo Rong."

Jiang Yuange called out softly, with a hint of unnaturalness in his voice.

Hearing her call, Chi Morong gently kissed the top of her head, then slowly let go of his hand.

Then, he took the stack of scripts from singer Jiang Yuan, put his arm around her waist and walked into the house.

Jiang Yuange turned his head and stared at the man beside him, a strange feeling welling up in his heart.

She found that Chi Morong seemed particularly unusual today.