It's hard to tease a gold master

The sun rose as promised one morning, and through the window, the beam of light refracted a beautiful arc in midair.In the spacious bedroom, the sheets were bulging, and the person lying on the bed showed a black head, with soft hair sticking to the white pillow.

When Yi Huai came in with a book, what he saw was An An lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. He went forward and pushed An An's face.

An Fang didn't sleep deeply. When Yi Huai came in, he woke up. First, he subconsciously glanced at the clock face hanging on the front. The direction of the hour hand pointed to the word "10".Glancing at the man who shouldn't be here at this point, he asked with a puzzled expression, "Didn't you go to work today?"

Yi Huai, who was about to walk to the small sofa next to him, paused, followed his heels, and walked to the bed, "At ten o'clock, wake up and have breakfast."

meal. "

An Fang immediately clicked his tongue, stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and motioned for Yi Huai to pull him up.

Yi Huai raised his eyebrows, pulled his hand hard, and An Fang's whole body was pulled by him, entangled on Yi Huai's body at once, like a koala, with slender legs crossed around Yi Huai's waist, Yi Huai hugged him and turned around, then sat on the small sofa and put on the placed shoes.

"I called Wang Zhao. Since the cover of "Xinli" magazine has already been accepted, it is not good to push it now. After the filming is finished, I will take you out for a few days."

The two of them had talked about going out to play a long time ago, and when Yi Huai said this, An Fang still couldn't help being a little surprised. "Do you have time to go out?"

"As long as you want to go out, I can have time anytime." Yi Huai replied simply.

An Fang pouted, not believing what the workaholic said.

Neither of them seemed to mention what they said last night. In fact, Yi Huai didn't really want to know the result.Whether a person tells you about his past, and how much, is determined by the other person.It was enough for An Fang to tell him so much.

Yi Huai brought An Fang breakfast, which consisted of sandwiches and steamed buns.An Fang didn't choose anything for breakfast, and Yi Huai prepared both, as well as soy milk and milk.

So when An Fang eats a xiaolongbao, he drinks a sip of milk.When I ate the sandwich again, it was served with soy milk again.

He ate in a mess, but Yi Huai didn't care, until he finished eating, he took out a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth.

An Fang rubbed his belly and lay back on the chair, squinting his eyes satisfied, knowing that men always get up early, he still asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

"It's almost 10:30 now." Yi Huai glanced at the clock on the wall and said.

"Tch." An Fang laughed.

After breakfast, Yi Huai drove An Fang to Xingchen.Before getting into the car, Yi Huai suddenly called out to An Fang.

An subconsciously turned around.

Yi Huai's expression was calm, and his voice was calm. He stretched out his hand and stroked An Fang's forehead: "I just hope you can be happy. Let the past pass."

An Fang's smile froze on his face.

His hand to pull the car door paused, and then he got into the passenger seat very naturally, put on his seat belt, and said in a low voice, "Got it."

Yi Huai drove the car as if he didn't see the redness in An An's eyes at that moment.

When it was time for the stars, it was almost time for Fasil.Of course, there is also Lan Zhen who is the chief designer of Fei Nuosi

An Fang is not such a magnanimous person, and the past events can be regarded as calm and calm, but Yi Huai is right, he was bound by these pasts before, and troubled him for many years, until Lin Chiqing appeared to be redeemed.He doesn't want to live like this anymore.

Lan Zhen looked at An Fang expectantly, hoping that he would take another look at him, but An Fang didn't do that, as if treating a stranger, neither alienated nor close.

Yi Huai swept across Lan Zhen who was casting him a distressing look in a lukewarm manner.Understanding what Yi Huai meant, Lan Zhen lowered her head dejectedly.

"Ann, now that the contract has been negotiated, we can prepare to shoot. It may take about two days, is there no problem?" Faisili asked An Fang.

An Fang said, "Of course there is no problem."

Faisili looked at An Fang pleadingly: "There is one more small request. For this shooting, Lan will be in charge of all the costume matching. I hope you can stay together for a day...Of course, if you don't want to, you can do it for half a day." Yes. I hope you can develop enough tacit understanding, so that Lan can choose the most suitable clothes for you."

Lan Zhen stood silently by the side, her gaze vaguely implying expectation.

In fact, Lan Zhen's tense hands and feet were cold, and she still felt terribly cold even though she was in a heated office.

He was afraid that An Fang would refuse.

However, An Fang is a professional artist, and any matter between him and Lan Zhen is a personal grievance, and it will not affect his work because of this.

"Okay, if this is your request, I can spend half a day alone with him." An Fang paused: "Although I think this approach may not be effective."

"That's the matter of Lan." Faisili breathed a sigh of relief.

Lan Zhen really didn't expect that An Fang would agree, her eyes were moist, and she almost blurted out "Brother".If we say that Lin Chiqing is the first glimmer of light in An Fang's life.So the same is true for Lan Zhen.

No matter how much they deny it, they have the same blood in their bodies.And An Fang once gave Lan Zhen the only bit of warmth, although it was just An Fang's convenience.

It was when An Fang was forcibly taken to Huaguo, Lan Zhen's position at home was very awkward, and his mother didn't like him that much. As for his father, his father only had his mother in his heart, and the little Lan Zhen only had his little doll and endless loneliness .until it appears.

On the first day, that unruly young man appeared at home like a patron saint, he just curled his lips at himself and showed a mocking smile.

But at that time, Lan Zhen longed for a playmate too much. He said ten words to An Fang, and only one sentence could be confirmed, which still made him cheer.

This is Lan Zhen's salvation.

"I'm very happy to work with you, Mr. An." Lan Zhen showed the attitude towards outsiders, if An Fang hoped to be just strangers with him

If he is a stranger, then he no longer insists on calling him brother.

Lan Zhen's actions made An Fang feel surprised. He glanced at Yi Huai. Yi Huai didn't give him much guidance, but An Fang shook his hand back.

Lan Zhen grabbed his hand, fingers trembling.

"I'll go back to Yi's first, call me when I'm done, and I'll pick you up." Yi Huai whispered to An Fang.

An Fang shook his head: "I'll go back to Longhua directly."

Yi Huai has a lot of things at work these days, plus personal affairs, he is so busy that he looks unhealthy. Besides, the distance from Yi Shi to Xingchen is not short, and An Fang doesn't want him. Running around.

"No problem?" Yi Huai frowned suspiciously.

An Fang laughed: "Remember to bring me a small cake."

"If I'm on the way." Yi Huai's expression was calm, but he also relaxed.

"You two have such a good relationship, Ann." Faisili looked at An Fang with blessings.

Ann shrugged.

"Okay, then you guys decide the location, Mr. Wang, where do you think is better?"

Of course, Wang Zhao doesn't like to run around, and there is no need to go out and open a hotel to get along with Lan Zhen, "Just in the office. What does Mr. Lan Zhen think? Of course, we will meet your needs."

"Okay." As long as he can stay with An Fang, it doesn't matter where Lan Zhen is.Lan Zhen took a deep breath and looked at some

Excited.

"What about you?" Wang Zhao looked at An Fang again, and An Fang naturally had no objection.

Wang Zhao turned his wrist up and looked at his watch: "Well, let's have dinner together at six o'clock in the afternoon?"

So Faisili and Wang Zhao went out, leaving space for Lan Zhen and An.

When two people get along, they don't talk about things like they did in Yi's.Sitting on the sofa and playing with her mobile phone, Lan Zhen was a little bored, so she picked up a book and read it, as if this was communicating.

Although a little boring, the afternoon passed quickly. Wang Zhao came in and knocked on the door, and found that the two people in the room had very relaxed expressions, which made Wang Zhao very different. Lan Zhen made a half-read book. A small mark, put it right back to the original

Office.

"Let's go, let's go eat." Wang Zhao looked at them suspiciously, not knowing what they said or did all afternoon.

— Yi Shi

With a blank expression, Yi Huai rearranged the whole stack of documents and stuffed them into the file bag.Qin Tiancheng stood in front of the desk, not daring to make too much noise, and even deliberately controlled the frequency of his breathing.

Qin Tiancheng pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "According to the information you gave me, I can only find out this. As for the information about Mr. An's father, I don't know if it is controlled by someone, or if no one really knows about it." , I can't find it."

An entire file bag of information, detailing the things that An Fang said.In terms of a concise overview, it is not much different from what An Fang said.But the more those details, the more cold it feels.

For example, how a young man who was rejected by everyone left the lion country alone and regained a foothold in the country of China. For example, there was a sister who was resentful towards him, and a stepfather who was unpredictable. The long years.

From this point of view, it is not surprising that An Fang was in such a state at the time.

"An Fang mentioned his father to me once." Yi Huai's voice was flat, probably when he went back to Yi's house one time and mentioned this matter, An Fang took the initiative to bring it up.

"Mr. An, he has no relatives, no family. He has only had a few friends in China for so many years." The deeper the investigation, the more incomprehensible Qin Tiancheng became.

How lonely such a person must be.

Subconsciously, Yi Huai raised his hand to rub the bridge of his nose, but An Fang's words sounded in his ear, so he put down his hand and locked the document in the drawer.

"Continue to investigate the rest, but don't let An Fang find out."

"Where is An Zhiyi?" No wonder Qin Tiancheng was overly vigilant, this woman is not easy to mess with.

Yi Huai looked indifferently, "Let's see what chess she wants to play first."

And what An Zhiyi wanted to play was naturally a good move.