The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

Baobao introduced Si Yue’s fan Jiang Weizhong.

The eight-member team successfully reunited, and with the smooth recording of the opening and pilot film, they easily boarded the plane to Cloud City.

The flight process was not recorded. The four stars naturally sat in the first class, while An Qian and the other staff members were looking for their seats in the economy class.

An Qian found her seat in the slightly cramped economy class. She sat down slowly with her usual elegance, stretching her legs lightly in the limited space, almost touching the back of the seat in front of her.

She frowned slightly.

This seat is too small. I really want to pay extra to sit in first class!

On her left and right were Wu Xiaofeng and Jiang Weizhong, with An Qian sitting between them. The three of them greeted each other.

As soon as the plane was flying steadily, Wu Xiaofeng asked to go to the toilet. The seat was too crowded, so An Qian adjusted her posture, folded her legs and tried to make as much space as possible, but Wu Xiaofeng still couldn't get out, so An Qian and Jiang Weizhong stood up and made room for her to go in and out.

While waiting for Wu Xiaofeng to come back, An Qian turned her head to look at Jiang Weizhong: "The program team didn't say on the official website that Si Yue would participate. How did you sign up?"

Jiang Weizhong touched the back of his head sheepishly and smiled innocently: "Hey, I didn't sign up. The program team contacted me on their own initiative. I was puzzled at the time and thought I had encountered some new type of scam. I almost didn't believe it."

He then asked, "Do you like Si Yue too?"

An Qian shook her head and whispered, "He is too cold. I don't like him."

Jiang Weizhong's expression became serious: "Actually, he is a very nice guy. I remember when he was filming his first movie, I was doing odd jobs on the set. One time, I accidentally dropped a valuable prop, and the people in the props group were so fierce that they scolded me so much that I couldn't even lift my head."

He paused, his eyes slightly reddened, "It was Si Yue who stood up for me and helped me to pay for the props. Not to mention that later, when he heard that I dropped out of school to work for my grandmother's surgery, he helped me pay for the surgery without saying a word, and also sponsored me to continue my studies. He is a cold-faced person with a warm heart."

An Qian was a little surprised: "During the opening of the recording, it seemed that he only mentioned that you were his loyal fan."

Jiang Weizhong nodded, with a bit of respect in his tone: "I am indeed his fan, but this feeling is far more than admiration. Si Yue does not want these things to be made public. He never let the program crew mention these things, nor did he allow me to mention them in front of the camera."

An Qian was thoughtful, and her impression of Si Yue subtly changed.

Wu Xiaofeng came back and the three of them sat back in their seats.

"I'm really sorry to have kept you all waiting for so long." Wu Xiaofeng said softly with a hint of apology.

An Qian smiled and said, "It's okay. The seating design here is unreasonable."

Wu Xiaofeng looked down at the space between herself and the front seat. Her legs were stretched out quite comfortably. She turned around and asked An Qian curiously, "Qian Qian, how tall are you?"

An Qian opened her red lips and said, "One meter seven."

"Oh, no wonder!" Wu Xiaofeng smiled, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, "In the south, such tall girls are indeed rare."

An Qian smiled and said, "Maybe I ate too much dog food when I was a kid."

Wu Xiaofeng looked at An Qian in surprise.

This is too pitiful!

She actually ate dog food when she was a child. I feel so bad for her.

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First class.

"That... Si Yue."

Si Yue closed his eyes to rest, when a slight sound disturbed his peace.

He frowned slightly, slowly opened his eyes, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, and a low voice sounded: "What's the matter?"

Miko felt the pressure and said boldly, "Can we take a photo together?"

The production crew collected the cell phones as soon as we got off the plane, so I took this opportunity to take a photo with him so I could show it off later.

"It's inconvenient." Si Yue pulled his hat down, covering most of his face.

Silently declared rejection.

The atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point, and Miko's heart sank to the bottom, and she returned to her seat in a sullen manner.

At this time, Qi Ning's gaze moved away from the magazine in his hand and fell on Miko's lost back.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a teasing smile, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "Oh, Miko, it seems that our big star Si Yue doesn't appreciate it. But it's true, he is a high and mighty existence, we can't afford to marry him."

Miko dug her nails deep into her palms and gave him a disdainful look.

Who do you think you are? How dare you laugh at me?

Three hours later, the plane landed.

Eight people gathered at the airport, with dozens of cameras pointed at them.

"Welcome everyone to Yuncheng." The chief director said, "Here is your travel expenses for exploring this city." As he spoke, he took out a bulging red envelope from his pocket.

"I'll be in charge of the finances." Dai Wen took a step forward and took the red envelope.

Chief Director: "Before we officially set off, there is a small rule that everyone needs to follow. In order to keep this trip pure, please put all communication devices such as mobile phones and tablets in the basket next to me."

An Qian took out his cell phone from his pocket, touched the screen with his fingertips, and quickly sent a message to An Ran.

[We have arrived safely. The program will be broadcast live from tomorrow, from 10 am to 10 pm every day. Remember to avoid watching with your dad. 】

After sending the message, she gently placed the phone into the basket.

Other stars have also gotten used to this operation and handed their mobile phones to the program team.

The bus to the hotel started and the atmosphere inside the bus was subtle.

The usually unreachable distance between fans and idols is now shortened to within arm's reach, and the air is filled with a tense and subtle awkwardness.

An Qian and Qi Ning were arranged to sit together.

Qi Ning broke the silence, turned the water bottle in his hand, and looked at An Qian tenderly: "Would you like some water?"

"Okay, thank you." An Qian took the water bottle with a smile.

She herself was not as excited as she had expected, perhaps because there is always a gap between reality and fantasy.

But on second thought, compared to the person in the front seat, Qi Ning's gentleness and thoughtfulness made her feel very comfortable. At least this journey would not be too embarrassing.

Si Yue, who was sitting in the front seat, seemed unusually silent, as if he hadn't said a word since the gathering. One couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic towards Jiang Weizhong.

Dai Wen has a lively and cheerful personality, so she naturally wouldn't let the awkwardness last too long, and took the initiative to take on the responsibility of livening up the atmosphere.

She clapped her hands, cleared her throat, and began to initiate a conversation.

"I just checked. The red envelope given by the program team is only 50,000 yuan. We will rely on this money for food, drink, defecation, urination and sleep for the next five days. Now it's the peak season of summer vacation, so we have to save a little on accommodation, so let's play the game to choose a room!"

She continued: "The winning group can live in a small two-bedroom apartment, while the other three groups of six people will squeeze into a three-bedroom apartment."