Hold on, we can break up! [Quick Transmigration]

Ying Nuo slept very soundly this time. When he woke up in the morning, he found that he was not in the small shabby house in the demolition building, but was lying on a big soft bed. For a moment, he almost thought that he had time-traveled into Princess and the Pea.

"Where's my prince?" Ying Nuo lazily did not move. He knew that he had drunk too much last night, but the hangover headache was not very strong, and it was probably because someone gave him hangover soup.

"Master Host?" The little angel called softly, feeling a little uneasy.

Ying Nuo turned over comfortably, feeling a little strange: "Why are you so cautious?"

The little angel confirmed that Ying Nuo had returned to normal, and then breathed out a sigh of relief: "Promise me, you won't drink a drop of wine again, okay?"

The vague memories of last night gradually came back, and Yingnuo sat up from the bed with a gulu, and asked excitedly: "Oh, by the way, where is the gold master's father? I didn't lose my mind after drinking, did I?"

The little angel seemed to be remembering something unsightly from the past, and said with a frown, "Last night, you completely lost control, making noise like a brain-dead child until midnight, and you couldn't even recognize my voice."

Ying Nuo was stunned for a moment, and the dumb hair on his head trembled in fright: "The progress is worth..."

The little angel said slowly: "The progress value has risen to 70, just when you, the host, asked the patron's father to hold it high."

Ying Nuo imagined the scene of Han Cheng holding him high, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

The little angel smacked her lips, and calmly described the scene at that time: "At that time, you were still hugging Mr. President's waist and looking up at him, and said aggrievedly that you were going to reject your cutie."

Ying Nuo blushed, and complained in an attempt to cover up: "It's all because Tang Su's drinking capacity is too poor, ruining my image of Yushu Linfeng."

The little angel had a complicated expression, and finally gave a "huh" understandingly.

No matter what the process is, if the progress value increases, everything will be fine. Yingnuo lay on the bed for a while before going into the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, he just heard someone knocking on the door.

Yingnuo's heart skipped a beat, and he froze on the spot at a loss. What happened last night, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground, and he didn't have the courage to face the gold master's father face to face!

"Han...Mr. Han?" Ying Nuo asked weakly, as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost.

Zheng Zeyu outside the door blushed again when he heard Yingnuo's feeble voice, he couldn't help guessing how fierce the battle was last night, it made the child's voice hoarse from crying!

"I'm Assistant Zheng. Director Han asked me to make breakfast for you." Although Zheng Zeyu's heart was turbulent, he still had to do his job meticulously, especially when facing... his wife, the CEO. .

Ying Nuo was overjoyed to hear that it wasn't Han Cheng, and quickly opened the door, then carefully looked outside: "Is Mr. Han not there?"

Looking at the stickiness, Zheng Zeyu was almost suffocated by the sour smell of love, and then he smiled dryly: "Something happened to Director Han's house, and I went back to the old house early in the morning."

Yingnuo's tense nerves finally relaxed, and she scratched the back of her head in embarrassment: "That's really troublesome for you."

Zheng Zeyu glanced at his wet hair, showing an old father's kind smile: "You should dry your hair first, and you will join the team immediately. If you catch a cold and delay your work, let Director Han worry about it."

Yingnuo was taken aback, and his cheeks turned red again into monkey buttocks: "Assistant Zheng..." He muttered, and followed Zheng Zeyu into the kitchen like a little tail: "You seem to have misunderstood something. It's..."

According to Tang Su's personality prone to low self-esteem, he would never mistakenly think that the other party likes him just because Han Cheng brought him home.In dealing with people, he is always easy to belittle himself. The last thing he wants to do is to go beyond his status and status to expect something extravagantly. For him, Han Cheng is an existence that is out of reach.

What's more, he has finally made some progress as an actor, and he doesn't want to be distracted by this kind of thing, let alone cause others to misunderstand.

Although these small thoughts were hidden in Ying Nuo's heart and did not come out, Zheng Zeyu had already guessed about eight or nine. He put the prepared breakfast on the dining table and comforted him with a smile: "I know, Mr. Tang You and our president are ordinary friends, so you don't have to worry about it."

As for whether you are the president's wife or not, I don't have any idea in my mind yet?

Looking at Zheng Zeyu's smile, Yingnuo always felt a little cunning, but he didn't dare to say anything, just said "oh" in a low voice, sat down quietly and started to drink porridge.

System: "I give full marks to this wave of #inderella的恐惧#."

Ying Nuo smiled triumphantly in her heart, her big invisible tail almost went up into the sky: "I think so too."

It was rare for the system not to pour cold water on him, and it was quiet for a while before reminding: "There is one more thing, Zhou Haihua's condition is getting worse, and his life is in danger at any time."

Ying Nuo almost forgot about this: "...how long can she live?"

System: "Fifteen days."

Ying Nuo suddenly lost his appetite, and he sighed after a long silence, thinking that he must take some time to meet Zhou Haihua.

When Han Cheng was called back to the old house by Han Zhaoyuan, he thought it was Huo Shaoyuan who urged his mother, Han Caiqing, to come home to complain. When he entered the door, he didn't hear the mother and son's tearful complaint, and felt a little strange.

Han Zhaoyuan was sitting by the bay window playing chess, opposite was Chu Qiubai who was wearing house clothes. The picture of the old and the young was so warm that Han Cheng, his own son, felt that he was an outsider when he saw it.

"What have you been up to lately?" Han Zhaoyuan didn't even look at his own son, his face was old but majestic, his bony fingers pinched a chess piece, and it landed on the chessboard with a loud "slap".

The old man was in a bad mood, and the whole family fell silent in fright. Han Cheng glanced at Chu Qiubai who had his head down and said nothing, and immediately understood what was going on.

Ever since the official blog of the online drama "Unforgivable Crime" announced part of the cast list, Chu Qiubai, who was still filming "Breaking Cold", couldn't sit still, because he was brought into the team with funding, and the director team regarded him as A little ancestor made a confession, so when he asked to speed up his shooting progress, he immediately agreed. Later, all the staff worked hard to serve him, allowing him to successfully complete the film half a month earlier.

After the finale, Chu Qiubai was still not idle. Through his personal connections, he learned that Sheng Qing, the heroine of "Unforgivable", had not yet been decided, so he immediately contacted the investment of this web drama in the name of his personal studio. Fang and the director team, because of the blessing of the actor's halo, he passed the audition quickly. However, when Liao Fanzheng was hesitating between Chu Qiubai and the newcomer Peng Ze, he received a call from Hancheng.

Boss Han, who never intervened in the crew's casting of roles, said that he wants Peng Ze, not Chu Qiubai.

Liao Fanzheng didn't know the twists and turns among the three, but due to the face of the largest investor, he didn't want to ask too many questions, so it became a certainty that Sheng Qing's final candidate would be Peng Ze.

Chu Qiubai, who got the news, didn't believe it at first, and after running up and down a lot, he found out the reason. He was so angry that he rushed into the boxing gym with a pale face and punched all night, but he didn't relieve his anger. The next day, I went back to the Han family's old house and told my godfather Han Zhaoyuan about it.

As for Han Cheng's temperament, Han Zhaoyuan, a father, naturally knows it all too well, and it's the first time that he has acted impulsively for no reason like this.

He asked the housekeeper to investigate, and found that Han Cheng had recently gotten close to a young actor named Tang Su, and in the newly invested movie, that Tang Su actually won the role of the second male lead.

The rumors spread to Han Zhaoyuan's ears more or less, and with Chu Qiubai's complaint, the old man's temper faintly showed signs of breaking out.

Passing the butler with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, Han Cheng curled his lips a little, walked to the sofa and sat down casually, "Father, just tell me what's going on."

Han Zhaoyuan snorted coldly, and didn't bother to go around in circles, "What's the matter with you and that little actor?"

"It's nothing." Han Cheng's face was cold, and his aura was not inferior to his father's. "When did you even take care of these things yourself?"

Han Zhaoyuan stared angrily, reached out and slapped the chessboard hard, and raised his voice: "Sitting in that position, you need to know self-discipline. Is it a joke to get mixed up with some dubious people?"

It was the first time that the old man scolded someone so aggressively. Chu Qiubai who was sitting on the side was startled. He suddenly regretted it. If old man Han made Han Cheng anxious, he would inevitably blame himself again. Aren't you going to lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot?

"Father...don't be so arrogant, I've seen that child before, he is a clean and decent person. Brother, he just saw that the child is really talented, so he just helped him along the way." Chu Qiu Bai said cautiously, not daring to look at Han Cheng at all.

When Han Cheng heard that "Brother", he just felt ironic, because he had been able to bear with Chu Qiubai all the time, taking into account the affection he had been with for so many years, but the young man in front of him made him feel strange, and the other party's expression that implied scheming even Made him disgusted.

"Xiaoqiu can act whatever he wants. Is his strength worse than others?" Han Zhaoyuan became angry when he saw Han Cheng's recalcitrance, and his face became more and more ugly. "Replace Peng Ze and let Xiaoqiu Qiu plays the male lead."

Chu Qiubai hurriedly said, realizing that he had made a big fuss this time: "Father...don't..."

Han Cheng simply stood up, with frost in his eyes: "Father, when you delegated power to me back then, I was the one who had the final say on Shengxing. I said whoever is the protagonist is the protagonist. You can take care of yourself and take care of yourself. Don't worry about other things." It’s not good for you to be angry all the time.”

Han Zhaoyuan's face was livid due to being blocked, and he coughed violently as soon as he opened his mouth. The old butler beside him quickly stepped forward and brought him a cup of hot tea.

Han Cheng waited until Han Zhaoyuan was fine, and then waved to Chu Qiubai: "Come out."

The author has something to say: the boss belongs to Nuonuo, the younger brother belongs to Nuonuo, and even the actor belongs to Nuonuo.

Our Nono is the cutest in the world (/≧▽≦)/~┴┴