In the entertainment industry, you are scumbag and I am cheap

Cheng Xiangdong stayed in the hospital for seven days, Han Jiamu stayed with him for seven days, and the reporter squatted for seven days.

As a result, Cheng Xiangdong checked his body from top to bottom, inside and outside during his hospitalization, and Han Jiamu was very satisfied with the results.

"I said I'm as strong as a bear. If you still don't believe me, help me put on my pants, I want to go home!" With his legs crossed, Cheng Xiangdong looked dissatisfied at the colorful plaster cast on his legs, and curled his lips, "This The thing is too embarrassing, can you get a new one?"

The group of little nurses in the nurse's station would come to his ward every day to be nympho, knowing that he was going to be discharged from the hospital and ran to write messy blessings on the plaster.

Han Jiamu had seen his duplicity many times, so he didn't say a word, just stooped silently to pick up the trousers on the bed, cut off the left trouser leg with scissors, and put them on for him.

"It can be changed, are you sure you want to change it?" He turned his head and motioned him to look at Yanyan Yanyan's little nurse who passed by from time to time, with a cold expression on his face, "Good boy called to ask you when you will be home, and you still want to dawdle?"

Cheng Xiangdong glared at him, then stood on one leg and fastened his trouser belt.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I haven't seen Guaizi for a week." Before the fat boy said that he would come to see him, but his mother called and said Guaizi had a cough and he should not bother. After all, the hospital is not a place where children should It's better to avoid those who come in and out.

Han Jiamu handed the packed luggage bag to Wang Xinxin, who had been serving as the background board, bent down to pick up Cheng Xiangdong, and walked out with his long legs.

Wang Xinxin opened his mouth and wanted to say something but was glared at by Liu Sensen who came in from the door—shut up and act as if he didn't see anything!

Cheng Xiangdong didn't care about being hugged by the princess, anyway, he had a thick skin. As for Han Jiamu, let alone, even if he was embarrassed, he didn't have much expression. Outsiders couldn't tell what he was thinking inside.

They walked all the way from the ward to the elevator in such a blatant manner. The reporters who had been waiting to catch the news for a long time buzzed around like flies seeing xx, and were stopped by the bodyguards.

Han Jiamu looked down at Cheng Xiangdong in his arms with a cold face, while Cheng Xiangdong kept smiling and ignored the microphone that was about to hit his face, and raised his hand to express his gratitude to various media reporters for coming to welcome him out of the hospital. No other word was said.

The reporters didn't care whether he answered or not, they swarmed up, maybe they could squeeze out some others?

The elevator door opened, and Han Jiamu walked in with Cheng Xiangdong in his arms. The bodyguards dutifully stopped the reporters outside the elevator door. The people in the elevator who wanted to get out quickly stood aside when they saw this posture, so as not to hurt the innocent again.

After being carried outside the gate of the hospital and sitting in the car, Cheng Xiangdong raised his hand and wiped his forehead, exhaling, "Isn't this too exaggerated? I almost hit the microphone on my nose. Another bunch of news that we have problems is flying all over the sky."

"Fly, fly," Han Jiamu opened the car door to let him in, and bent over to fasten his seat belt, "Didn't you see those netizens saying that our pure friendship has been deteriorated, and those reporters are too boring to comment? "

"Your fans are really strong, and several reporters who hate you have nothing to say on Weibo." Thinking of the previous incident, Cheng Xiangdong felt funny, probably because the two of them usually have nothing to avoid, so netizens saw the two being exposed The photo also just feels like brotherly love.

He took out his mobile phone and checked Weibo. The reporter's news hadn't come out yet, but a passer-by who photographed the two of them in the hospital posted a photo and commented that the two of them had a very good relationship and wanted to have such a brother or something.

"Isn't it too deliberate to say this?" Turning his head, he looked at the man driving and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Did you tell someone?"

"Ah."

Cheng Xiangdong stroked his chin, stared at him for a while, and then asked suddenly: "You stayed with me in the hospital for seven days, and your manager didn't call to remind you?"

Han Jiamu nodded.

"Liu Sensen also seems to have changed a lot in his attitude towards you, which is different from before."

"What do you want to say."

"I remember that your contract with Huamao should have expired at the beginning of last month."

"Ah."

"Han Jiamu, I found that you are so courageous that you dare to do it alone without telling me!" If Cheng Xiangdong hadn't had bad legs, he would have jumped up from his seat and rushed over. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Yesterday you Is it because of this that you went out to answer the phone?"

"Well, I turned down two film contracts and a few entertainments. I still have to take my time when the studio just started. I plan to sign a few newcomers before watching." About his decision, Han Jiamu didn't intend to hide it from Cheng Xiangdong. He didn't tell him before. It's just that the studio has just been established and hasn't stepped on the right track, so it's meaningless to have fun in vain.

"Rejected? The script is not good?"

"It's okay, there's nothing special about it, and you might not win a prize if you take a picture." The car turned into the community, and Han Jiamu turned his face to look at him after finding a parking space, "When are you going to move to live with me? Also, When are you going to meet my parents?"

"It's inconvenient for you to live there, my boy has to go to kindergarten, so who cares about him when we're both busy?"

"I bought a new house in the neighborhood opposite." For the excuse that he used his son as an excuse not to agree to move in together, Han Jiamu didn't want to continue writing with him. Isn't it just a house? There are still some, "The finished house, you can move in with your bags. If you don't like the layout over there, you can fine-tune it."

Cheng Xiangdong glanced at him speechlessly, and blocked his refusal directly.

"Why on earth do you not want to live with me, what else is there to say?"

Han Jiamu still doesn't understand what Cheng Xiangdong thinks about the relationship between the two of them. Every time he teases him, he runs away after teasing him. He's not young anymore. Is this interesting?

"Be clear, are you planning to just play with me?"

"Ah?" Cheng Xiangdong was dumbfounded, "What you said is too much, I'm so serious, and I've already said it, I'm afraid of trouble if I don't move in and live together."

"I don't see any trouble, other than it's inconvenient for the boy to go to kindergarten, what's the problem?"

"Unmarried cohabitation or something."

"You've already had children out of wedlock."

Cheng Xiangdong was almost suffocated by his words, why didn't he know when Han Jiamu's eloquence became so sharp!

Han Jiamu was also very depressed. Did Cheng Xiangdong imply that he should propose marriage by saying that unmarried cohabitation?But he always felt that even if he proposed, this person might not agree.

He was easy to get stuck when facing Cheng Xiangdong, so he thought so, so he asked directly.

"I propose to you, do you agree?"

"what????"