What's the use of getting married in a hurry

It took a long time to go to Hengdian this time, but Xia Zhihe didn't pack much luggage, he just brought a few clothes.

According to what he thought, anyway, in the past two days, he would come back after accepting an interview at most, after all, school is about to start.

When Lin Xuzhou got in the car, he looked at Xia Zhihe's small suitcase several times. He obviously had some opinions, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Departure at [-]:[-] pm, and it was time for dinner when we arrived at the hotel.

The dinner party prepared by the crew was a small welcome.

Lin Xuzhou also specially booked two sets of rooms. The hotel is not as spacious as at home. One is for living, and the other is just right for storing things or entertaining.

After simply putting away their luggage, the two of them went downstairs together.

Everyone was already waiting in the hall, not too many people, they were all important figures in the crew.

Maybe it was because of his status, but Xia Zhihe was very popular anyway. In addition to greeting Lin Xuzhou, the director also shook hands with him.

Lin Xuzhou kept staring at the hand that he couldn't even hold, being shaken by various people.

The last person who came to shake hands was Zhao Xingyu, who played the second male lead. He first greeted Lin Xuzhou with an eager smile on his face and a somewhat restrained tone: "Mr. Lin, long time no see."

Lin Xuzhou nodded: "Long time no see."

Zhao Xingyu smiled at him again, and then looked at Xia Zhihe: "Mr. Xia, I have heard of your name for a long time, and finally met the real person."

Thinking that he is also a person with several million appearance fees, Xia Zhihe has been performing very well tonight.

Followed by Lin Xuzhou's side, he obediently didn't go anywhere, and put on a decent smile when he came, even if others wished them a happy marriage for a hundred years, or even said the wrong thing about giving birth to a baby early, he always maintained a polite attitude .

It simply couldn't have been better.

Xia Zhihe gave a "tsk" in his heart.

Then, as if I had muscle memory, I shook hands with the person in front of me: "Hello, what's your surname?"

"Zhao Xingyu is Teacher Lin's partner," Zhao Xingyu glanced at Lin Xuzhou again when he mentioned Teacher Lin, then let go of Xia Zhihe's hand and said with a smile, "Come on, I'm the last one to say hello."

Xia Zhihe had a little more affection for Zhao Xingyu.

This is the only one who didn't wish him a happy marriage tonight.

"Are you tired?" Lin Xuzhou asked with downcast eyes as they walked together.

Xia Zhihe shook his head.

What's so tiring.

"Give me your hand," Lin Xuzhou opened his palm towards him as he walked, "Can you?"

Xia Zhihe was slightly taken aback: "What are you doing?"

"Hand in hand." Lin Xuzhou put his hand an inch closer to him.

Xia Zhihe frowned, there were people all around, and Lin Xuzhou's identity had attracted much attention, and coupled with the relationship between the two of them, I don't know how many pairs of eyes were watching them along the way.

You're not a junior high school student, why are you holding hands?

"...No need." Xia Zhihe hid his hands to his side.

Lin Xuzhou frowned, feeling unhappy.

But he reluctantly suppressed it, and began to think about why Xia Zhihe was willing to shake hands with so many people, but he was unwilling to hold hands with himself.

... Is he not as good as others?

But he didn't think about a result, but he thought of a solution.

"What if," Lin Xuzhou stretched out his palm towards Xia Zhihe again, "how about more money?"

Xia Zhihe: "..."

Zhao Xingyu, who had been walking in front of them at a distance, also heard it, and he obviously paused before continuing to walk forward.

"Am I here to sell it?" Xia Zhihe suppressed his voice and gave Lin Xuzhou a look.

"No," Lin Xuzhou frowned, he didn't expect Xia Zhihe to be angry if he didn't hold his hand.

He lowered his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "...forget it."

But suddenly, Xia Zhihe took the initiative to hold his hand.

Lin Xuzhou's heart softened.

Xia Zhihe whispered: "Your loss is too obvious."

"What if I mess up the show?"

The corner of Lin Xuzhou's mouth hooked slightly, as if he had mastered some method again.

——The crew has been busy with filming during this period, and every time they have dinner together, they seem to be suffocated, and the meal will definitely not end.

Firstly, Xia Zhihe didn't know these people well, so he couldn't play; secondly, he was really tired after staying up all night, so he didn't agree to sing and drink, and went upstairs to rest with Lin Xuzhou.

As soon as Xia Zhihe returned to the room, he collapsed on the sofa and didn't want to move.

While Lin Xuzhou was taking a shower, there was a knock on the door.

He had to get up and go to open the door.

"Lin..." The people outside were smiling, but when they saw that it was Xia Zhihe, their faces turned pale.

Xia Zhihe looked at this person and was also a little surprised. He recognized that it was Zhao Xingyu who greeted him today, "...Mr. Zhao, what's the matter?"

Zhao Xingyu left for a while, neither stayed nor stayed.

The agent had inquired for him. Mr. Lin reserved two rooms, and he also watched the afternoon video. Xia Zhihe should be in the next room now.

He couldn't hide his embarrassment: "I'll... check the script with Mr. Lin."

When Xia Zhihe first heard it, he almost went to call Lin Xuzhou for someone else, but he soon understood, with an expression of do you believe me, he looked at the other party's baggy clothes and raised his eyebrows: "For the script, dress like this? "

Zhao Xingyu was flustered, and he frowned.

He hadn't had any chance to become famous before, but this time he was able to act as the second male lead in Lin Xuzhou's last movie, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Lin Xuzhou is not only the actor, but also the general manager of the company he signed. If he can get close to Lin Xuzhou during the filming time, he will not have to worry about it all the way in the future.

Moreover, no one like Lin Xuzhou would want to have something to do with him.

The agent said that someone had already found someone to investigate. The marriage between the Lin Xia family is not simple. At least, the two of them are definitely not as sweet as they are on Weibo.

He believed in this possibility, after all, he had never heard of Xia Zhihe when he was with Lin Xuzhou before.

Today's various signs also confirmed his guess.

Zhao Xingyu calmed down his thoughts within a few seconds, and said, "What is the relationship between you and Mr. Lin?"

Xia Zhihe didn't reply him for a while.

The last time I misunderstood Xie Ji as a duck, it was indeed his fault.

But this time, people dressed like this directly came to the door, it must not be a misunderstanding, right?

And this Zhao Xingyu actually turned around and asked him what the relationship was, which was a bit crazy.

Explain...Lin Xuzhou is not bad to this person?

Xia Zhihe suddenly remembered that during dinner today, Zhao Xingyu's eyes had been on Lin Xuzhou.

Gee.

Xia Zhihe's eyes became complicated.

Sure enough, Lin Xuzhou was still a scumbag.

After he came to a conclusion in a few seconds, he suddenly leaned sideways on the door frame, as if talking about some little secret: "We... are a relationship that can only be maintained by money."

Zhao Xingyu was stunned.

I didn't expect Xia Zhihe to admit it so directly.

If he was still unsure when he heard the phrase "give me the money" at the dinner party, then he is really confirmed now.

Xia Zhihe glanced at him: "What is your reason?"

Zhao Xingyu was even more stunned.

Then his face quickly turned red.

"I, I'm not, I'm different from you," he turned his eyes away, his voice low and inaudible, "I really like Mr. Lin..."

Xia Zhihe raised his eyebrows secretly when he heard the words.

Oh wow, it really is a big news.

But before he could speak again, the conversation between the two was interrupted.

"what are you guys saying?"

Lin Xuzhou's voice suddenly came from behind, a little cold.