Choose me for a contract marriage, I'm super sweet [Entertainment]

Wen Nuobai rolled her eyes and smiled: "Of course I don't want to. If Mr. Yu has someone he likes, if he marries me for some reason, the other party will be very sad."

He was serious when he said it.

Yu Hankeo didn't refute there, in fact, in many people's hearts, sex and love can be separated.

But it seems that the children sitting on the bed did not realize this.

Maybe you realize it, but you still believe what you want to believe.

"Go to sleep."

Yu Han lifted the quilt, this time he slept a little further away from Wen Nuobai.

However, two adult men sleep on the same bed, even if they deliberately distance themselves, they can still feel it.

Mr. Yu's breathing was very steady, Wen Nuobai closed his eyes, and counted the cats, maybe he was too tired, when he counted thirty, his mind was full of cats, and he fell asleep.

After Yu Han felt the other person's breathing was soft and steady, he turned around and took a look at Wen Nuobai.

There is not much difference between Wen Nuobai who is asleep and when he is awake, but he is a little more obedient.

Yu Han himself is not used to being approached by people, he will be so fast, the most important thing is that the old man can't wait.

The perennial experience of insomnia has made him very demanding of the sleeping environment, and sometimes he even needs various sleep aids to help him fall asleep.

But Wen Nuobai is okay, it may be that his aggressiveness is very low, in fact, looking at it this way, it is hard to imagine that such a person would directly kick down the person who unspokenly ruled him.

Yu Han in the entertainment circle is extremely disgusting. At the beginning, he was in a hurry to find someone. Only the entertainment circle is the most convenient and quick way to find information. The company keeps a copy. At that time, he chose Wen Nuobai, and some friends laughed at him when they saw his age: "Wow, this looks so soft, pay more attention, don't scare people away."

Yu Han thought at the time, he is not a man-eating beast, how could he scare people away so easily.

Now it seems a bit, Wen Nuobai is actually a little nervous about him that is imperceptible.

But if you think about it carefully, it's normal. Except for the two people who have a good relationship with him, and the ancestor in the family, there are basically few people who make trouble in front of him.

The sound of light and shallow breathing was on the side of the ear, and when you got closer, you could smell the faint fragrance of flowers on the side. Yu Han closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When Wen Nuobai woke up, he found that it was already nine o'clock.

It had been a long time since anyone woke up so late.

Get up and open the curtains, the winter sun is showing through the clouds.

He hurriedly ran to the bathroom to wash up, then put on a thin knitted sweater and ran downstairs.

The phone was turned on silent yesterday in order not to disturb Mr. Yu's sleep.

He accumulated a lot of information overnight, including the notices that the program team asked him to prepare for joining the group, and Xu Ling's crazy bragging about how good the friends in the circle who took him to play games are. Of course, there are many things he is not familiar with. Congratulations to the person.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Mr. Yu sent him a WeChat message.

Yu: [Breakfast is downstairs, you can have it when you wake up. ]

When he came down, he saw breakfast on the table, and the white cat was squatting on a chair, watching the breakfast without moving. Seeing him coming over, he gave him a very noble and glamorous stare.

Wen Nuobai walked over to scratch the cat's chin, and soon the noble cat was reduced to a screaming cat with a paralyzed belly.

Seeing that the cat is so easy to coax, Wen Nuobai chuckled softly.

That's good, the noble white cat woke up immediately, kicked its calf and flicked its tail, and left angrily.

A kind-hearted aunt came from the kitchen and said "Oh" when she saw this scene: "It's not easy. Mr. Yu is a cat that ordinary people dare not touch. It paws as soon as it is touched. It seems that it likes you very much."

Wen Nuobai couldn't help laughing and said, "My honor."

"you are?"

"Oh, you can call me Aunt Chen. Sometimes I cook and clean for my husband here once or twice a week."

"Mr. Wen, let's eat first. It's still warm. Would you like me to make you something else?"

"No, thank you."

Wen Nuobai sat at the dining table and ate, including boiled eggs with soy milk and a small plate of spaghetti with tomato bolognese.

It's not surprising, but the taste is particularly good, especially the pasta with tomato bolognese sauce, which is moderately sweet and sour, and delicious.

"Mr. Yu did all of these. I had already finished them when I came here in the morning, and there was no room for me to develop them."

Aunt Chen passed by and said something.

Wen Nuobai froze there holding the silver fork.

Mr. Yu...did it?

Is the big boss's cooking so good?

Wen Nuobai bit the fork, feeling that there is really no comparison between people.

Some people look so cold, but in fact there is a cat with a very irritable temper behind them, and they can make extremely delicious pasta.

Counting with his fingers, this is the first time in seven years that he gets up early and eats breakfast in a place that can be called a residence, with an inexplicably strong atmosphere of life.

Just thinking about people, Mr. Yu sent a message.

Yu: [voice]

Wen Nuobai clicked to listen, it should be at the airport, and could vaguely hear the sound of boarding the plane.

Yu Han said that there was something urgent and he couldn't go back for the time being. See you in China.

Wen Nuobai returned a good one

Then send it.A bye bye expression pack.

He thought Mr. Yu's voice was nice.

It is magnetic.

The next few days passed smoothly. Since Mr. Yu was not around, he didn't have to live in the villa all the time. The company specially allocated a single dormitory for him, which was just convenient for him to practice dancing.

It was the white cat in the villa. Although Aunt Chen would clean the house and take care of it every day, it was clear that the white cat preferred Wen Nuobai.

Wen Nuobai lived in the dormitory on the first day, and when he went back to the villa to pick up things the next day, the little thing kept following him, meowing loudly, showing his sharp teeth.

There is no other way, Wen Nuobai can only come over often to have a look.

On the day of the variety show, Wen Nuobai hugged the cat for a long time.

He felt that the cat might be a bit lonely, the owner was away, and no one played with him.

We rested directly at the villa that night.

The next day, Wen Nuobai hurried to the company's single dormitory, and the camera will start shooting from the moment he leaves the room.

"Fantasy Land" is a travel game variety show with a script, in which everyone has their own story clues, and they do tasks according to the story clues, but some people's tasks conflict with each other, so there is something to watch.

Wen Nuobai ran back to the dormitory. He was wearing a set of white silk shirt and trousers. After all, he was the dancer in the team, so wearing simple and convenient dance clothes was more suitable for his position.

He just finished changing when the cameraman arrived.

This was his first time facing the camera, and a team of several people followed him specially.

He greeted the camera with a tie on his sleeve: "Hi everyone."

The staff handed over his character card.

Wen Nuobai took it with both hands, and read out: "I am a very ambitious young man from a poor background, and I want to join the upper class. So I prepared a performance and calculated the route of a big man. When the big man passed by the busiest street in city A, he performed a performance to steal his token. In order to make up for the cost of this performance, I decided to perform a show to earn a thousand A national currency a day."

"God," Wen Nuobai was not performing, he was really surprised, his eyes widened, and he unfolded this note to the camera: "One thousand A national currency."

"Converted into RMB, it is more than 6000."

The staff asked next to it: "Is there more or less?"

Wen Nuobai:?

Are you serious?Unless a big boss like Mr. Yu comes in person, few people will tip so much money to street performers.

The staff outside the camera said with a mobile phone: "The director said that if there are too few, the target can be added."

Wen Nuobai: "No, no, enough is enough."

The panic shown on his expression was too real, and he met the eyes of several members of the filming team. The team of this variety show had all been honed with famous directors, and they knew each other well.

I don't know what will happen to this newcomer in the follow-up, but it is certain that his popularity will increase after the show.

It was already afternoon when he landed in country A, so he had to rest first, and then filmed the program the next day. The staff took Wen Nuobai to the hotel booked by the program group, and the hotel was of a very high standard.

It seems to be normal. According to the information uploaded on the Internet, the configuration of this program is extremely high. There are three people, the actor and actress, and the old actor, a traffic niche, a popular flower, and a second-generation star.

Then there is Wen Nuobai who dances full-time.

After entering the room, Wen Nuobai changed the quilt first, thinking about going out for a stroll.

The more famous beach in country A is not far from the hotel, but thinking about Wu Zhi and the director may come to see him dance at any time, so let it go.

I went to the hotel restaurant for dinner, and the camera team only sent one person to follow him at the moment. He ate very little, and he was also preparing for the dance audition.

Going back to the room and staying bored, Wen Nuobai took the original English book in the room and read it. It was "Harry Potter". effortless.

This is the fifth part, Wen Nuobai flipped through a few pages and remembered that Sirius seemed to have left in this part.

Wen Nuobai used to be really envious of Harry. Harry had a good godfather to make up for his lack. At that time, he couldn't help but think, if only he could have it himself.

In the end, he had to accept the reality. After Sirius left, he would not have his own godfather.He loves Harry very much, just like he once loved himself, having it and then losing it is more painful than never having it.

A message from Mr. Yu came.

Yu: [Open the door. ]

Wen Nuobai paused with her fingers, and looked towards the hotel door.

After reacting, he quickly turned over and ran to open the door.

As expected, Yu Han was outside the door.

This time he changed into a dark black woolen coat that reached to his ankles, and he was carrying a suitcase with a leather glove on his right hand. Plain glasses with silver and white frames hid his deep and sharp eyes.

It was like some important figure from decades ago suddenly knocked on Wen Nuobai's door.

Wen Nuobai couldn't explain how he felt at this moment, the tip of his tongue swept across his palate: "Mr. Yu, you are here."

"Well," Yu Han approached the door and took out a small box: "The one I saw on the road is very suitable for you."

In fact, it was a friend bragging about how many gifts he had bought for his little lover, laughing at him for not even having a gift giver, and Yu Han thought of Wen Nuobai.

Although they are not lovers.

It just so happened that in the window of a small shop on the side of the road, there was an exquisite cat ornament with snow-white fur and sapphire eyes, which looked very clean.

So I bought it out of a certain psychology.

I guess Wen Nuobai would like it.

Wen Nuobai hesitated to take the box, sat there and opened the box, and a snow-white cat ornament lay in the box.

A look of surprise flashed across his face.

"Don't like it?"

Wen Nuobai reached out and touched the soft fur of the small pendant, her heart softened inch by inch, she bent her eyes and smiled: "Thank you, I like it very much."

The dimples on the lips are looming.

Yu Han: "That's good."

What he thought was that it would be best if Wen Nuobai liked it, and the children should be happier.

It was only after Wen Nuobai received the gift that he remembered to ask Yu Han: "What's the matter with Mr. Yu?"

Yu Han put down the suitcase: "Grandpa wants to see you, video chat, let me ask your wishes."

Wen Nuobai subconsciously sat up straight: "Grandpa wants to see me?"

Of course he knows that this grandfather refers to Yu Han's grandfather, and he knows that the direct reason why he and Yu Han agreed to marry is that Yu Han's grandfather asked Yu Han to find a person with a good character who matches him a few years ago. fall in love.

Yu Han is busy with work and is not superstitious, but in order to reassure the elderly at home, he said that he was talking.

As a result, the old man had some physical problems this year, and he was eager to see the person his grandson found.

Wen Nuobai is aware of this reason, and has a strong will to complete this task.

He nodded and clenched his fingers tightly: "No problem, just... what should I say later?"

Wen Nuobai has learned about the situation of the Yu family through the news. The wealthy family has intricate branches and collaterals. The hottest issue in the Yu family in the past few years is the competition for overseas business. There are a lot of gossip about the rich and powerful families that have been explored and reported. These disputes have nothing to do with Yu Han.

Yu Han's grandfather controlled most of the Yu family's overseas business. This old man has been in business for decades, and what he loves most is Yu Han's grandson, who is independent.

The two were talking, when the doorbell suddenly rang, it was Du Sheng, the screenwriter and director of the program.

"I'm Du Sheng, the director of production. The chief director of the show is coming soon. I'll try a dance in your room. Is it convenient now?"

Wen Nuobai subconsciously looked at President Yu who was standing in the middle of the room.

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