Dress as the notorious Omega

Lan Ran's reputation plummeted because of that live broadcast, and the singer who had been plagiarized by him stood up to defend his rights at this time, and a few score manuscripts and a few recordings hammered Lan Ran into the abyss.

Several artist studios have begun to pursue Lan Ran's legal responsibility.

This is the first time that such a situation has appeared in the entertainment industry. Although the suspicion of being overwhelmed by everyone cannot be ruled out, it also shows that the relationship between Lan Ran and the people in the industry is not good. Otherwise, how could there be no one to help talk.

Lan Ran did not participate in the live broadcast of the second New Year's special, and Su Yan became everyone's focus.

Although Mr. Mo is still lukewarm towards him, Su Yan thinks that Mr. Mo's inherent concept of himself should have changed a lot.

At least, it should no longer be an arrogant and domineering idiot Omega image.

Su Yan also slowly changed this image in the show, trying to reverse the audience's malice towards her bit by bit.

He took the initiative to help others wash the vegetables when cooking, and he also took care of the feelings of the girls who were squeezed out at the edge when everyone gathered together for a tea party, and took the initiative to throw the topic to others. No reservations.

After getting rid of Lan Ran, Su Yan felt much freer, even his soul floated up.

Finally, during the last live broadcast of the New Year special, Su Yan saw a barrage flash past.

The ID name is a string of numbers, which looks like a trumpet just applied for.

The man said: I feel that Su Yan has changed a lot. Compared with before, he is not the same person at all.

Immediately afterwards, the man posted again: "It's very cute now."

It was the first time I saw Su Yan, who sent bullet screens with punctuation marks. He didn't show much joy on the surface. He curled up his fingers on the edge of the chair and squeezed them hard.

After the broadcast, Su Yan found the technician in charge of the live broadcast and asked if he could help him find the person who sent the barrage during the live broadcast.

The technician thought about it and said that in order to protect privacy, he could only block out the middle numbers of the ID and send it to Su Yan.

Su Yan nodded in agreement, and photographed the ID and the barrage as if she had found a treasure.

It was New Year's Eve, Su Yan asked Sister Yue to take the holiday early, and it was Jun Zhiqian who came to pick him up in the evening.

I can't remember how many times this is the first time I've been in the car driven by Jun Zhiqian. Su Yan's heart has disappeared from the initial throbbing. He put the backpack on the back, sat upright and fastened the seat belt.

"Mr. Jun, where are we going next?"

Jun Zhiqian raised his hand and opened the small drawer in front of Su Yan for Su Yan.

Inside are masks and sunglasses.

Su Yan is now a well-known public figure, and his popularity is not the same as it was a few months ago. Now he has to cover himself tightly wherever he goes to prevent being recognized.

Seeing Su Yan put on the mask, Jun Zhiqian said, "What do you want to eat?"

Su Yan didn't have any special ideas. In reality, he would be kept at home by his mother to eat dumplings. Her mother is best at stuffing leeks and eggs.

In Su Yan's memory, eating dumplings is an inherent way to celebrate the Chinese New Year, but now that he was asked to make his own choice, he became hesitant.

Looking at Su Yan, he didn't know what to eat, Jun Zhiqian tilted his head to look at him, his fingers clenched the steering wheel: "How about hot pot?"

In the cold winter, it is a good choice for two people to huddle together to eat hot pot.

Su Yan nodded, watching Jun Zhiqian turn on the turn signal, and the car navigation displayed nearby hot pot restaurants.

"Mr. Jun." Su Yan suddenly stopped Jun Zhiqian.

Jun Zhiqian turned his face slightly, motioning for Su Yan to continue.

"Hot pot is fine to eat at home. Why don't we go to the mall, buy something, and make hot pot by ourselves." Su Yan paused, and then said, "I haven't gone shopping with you yet..."

After they got together, they didn't go out much at all. Everything was bought and prepared by the housekeeper and the cook. Su Yan felt that Jun Zhiqian was about to turn him into a little waste who didn't work hard.

This is not going to work... Su Yan approached Jun Zhiqian, and continued: "Shopping is a kind of fun, Mr. Jun should also like it."

In fact, he likes it himself.

Su Yan looked up at Jun Zhiqian expectantly, waiting for an answer.

Jun Zhiqian didn't speak, and drove the car directly to the parking lot of a nearby shopping plaza.

Because it was the last day of the new year, businesses in other places closed their doors early to go home for reunion. Most of the young people on the street were in groups of twos and threes, chatting and laughing, and everyone's face was filled with smiles.

Jun Zhiqian walked in front, and Su Yan followed behind him a step away.

After Su Yan's eyes fell on Jun Zhiqian, he couldn't move away. He quietly looked at Jun Zhiqian's crisp coat through the sunglasses, and thought of his fingers lightly touching Jun Zhiqian's clothes this morning. After brushing, the soft and silky texture of the coat seems to remain on the fingertips.

There is also the fragrance of the first snow.

Although there was no snow this Spring Festival, Su Yan's heart was filled with profuse snowflakes, and those snowflakes gradually filled the vacancy in his heart.

The emptiness called "Family" was filled with the remaining warmth left by Jun Zhiqian approaching him.

Su Yan quickened his pace and caught up with Jun Zhiqian.

"Thank you, Mr. Jun."

Su Yan's thoughtless thank you made Jun Zhiqian stop, he turned sideways and looked down at Su Yan's eyes, a trace of surprise flashed in his dark eyes.

Although surprised and puzzled, Jun Zhiqian still replied politely: "You're welcome." Su Yan was poked into a smile by Jun Zhiqian's face of "outside the situation", and he took the initiative to hold Jun Zhiqian's arm, halfway Jokingly and half-seriously asked: "I don't know if Mr. Jun will let me stay by your side next time?"

Jun Zhiqian did not reject Su Yan's initiative, but deliberately slowed down his pace so that Su Yan could better keep up with him.

"You can stay as long as you want."

Is this an affirmative answer?Su Yan didn't know.

But the good night is short, and the good times are hard to come by, Su Yan doesn't want to pester Jun Zhiqian to ask those unsolvable questions.

The two went to the supermarket on the fifth floor of the shopping plaza to buy vegetables and hot pot ingredients.

Jun Zhiqian didn't know how to pick vegetables, so Su Yan stuffed the handle of the cart in his hand, and was forced to wait aside to "watch" Su Yan's purchases.

Su Yan rushed to the fruit and vegetable area by himself, rolled up his sleeves, picked and picked, and finally squeezed out from the uncle and aunt with all kinds of vegetables in his arms.

"...I bought rapeseed, and cabbage. By the way, potatoes and potatoes... I love potatoes... By the way, what does Mr. Jun like to eat?" Su Yan, who was checking if he had missed something, suddenly raised his head and asked Jun. Zhiqian has bright eyes.

Jun Zhiqian was taken aback by Su Yan's excited expression, and the edge of the cart handle pressed against his waist because of Su Yan's approach. Jun Zhiqian opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Su Yan didn't pay attention to Jun Zhiqian's silence, picked up the vegetables and inspected them carefully, and said: "...When I was young, I wanted to eat steamed buns stuffed with eggplant, but my mother only made it for me once, and never gave it to me again. Done……"

Having said that, Su Yan raised his head again, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Mr. Jun, do you have any special favorite food since you were a child? You can tell me, and I will make it for you."

Jun Zhiqian's waist was hit again, he took a small wrong step backward again, and shook his head.

His childhood was different from other children, Jun Zhiqian had never eaten the buns Su Yan mentioned.

Su Yan didn't know what Jun Zhiqian meant by shaking his head. He blinked and smiled embarrassedly, "...Mr. Jun grew up abroad and should be used to eating Western food...I can only cook simple things. It's complicated, I can't do it..."

Jun Zhiqian didn't answer him, so Su Yan could only help himself out: "If Mr. Jun really doesn't have anything to like, I can recommend it to you..."

"steamed stuffed bun."

"Huh?" Su Yan didn't realize what Jun Zhiqian meant for a while.

"I want to try the taste of steamed stuffed buns." Jun Zhiqian looked at Su Yan seriously, and explained, "You said eggplant stuffing is delicious."

Want to taste the steamed stuffed bun?A "scary" thought came to Su Yan's mind - Mr. Jun doesn't even know the taste of buns, does he?

Su Yan didn't dare to ask her inner doubts, nodded, turned around and went back to the vegetable area to get a few eggplants.

When they came to the fresh food section, Su Yan picked out a few boxes of wagyu beef, and then asked Jun Zhiqian if he would eat mutton.

Jun Zhiqian nodded, and Su Yancai picked out a few more boxes of mutton rolls.

Jun Zhiqian didn't have any special requirements for the hot pot base. Su Yan couldn't eat too spicy, so he ordered a bag of clear soup base.

The ingredients for the hot pot were all prepared, and Su Yan bought some fruit, which cost a lot of money for this trip.

The supermarket has a special person responsible for packing the goods into the truck, and Su Yan and Jun Zhiqian went shopping in the pedestrian street again.

The sky was dark blue, dotted with bright stars—it was a clear night.

Su Yan was wearing thick clothes, and she was wearing a mask and sunglasses. She was so stuffy in the supermarket that she had to come out to breathe.

"Huh... I'm suffocating..." As Su Yan let out a breath, a puff of white air floated above the mask.

Jun Zhiqian looked deeply at Su Yan's sunglasses covered by white air, and hummed lightly.

"Just know how to laugh at me..." Su Yan pursed her lips, muttering sullenly, and raised her hand to wipe her sunglasses, making her eyes even more blurred.

Suddenly, Jun Zhiqian grabbed Su Yan's hand and quickly led him to a narrow alley next to a vintage shop.

When Su Yan was pressed against the wall by Jun Zhiqian, he was in a daze. There was a cold brick wall behind him. Jun Zhiqian used his body to cover him in the shadow, helping him to block the light outside and countless curious prying eyes.

"Take off the mask." Jun Zhiqian leaned close to Su Yan's ear and said, "There is no one else here."

Su Yan's heart was beating wildly. He had clearly told himself to guard his heart, but at this moment he couldn't wait to let Jun Zhiqian know his intentions.

May I?Will it be rejected again?

What should I do if I am rejected again?

Su Yan's face hidden under the sunglasses and mask was as pale as paper. He had a lot to say, but there were not many words that Jun Zhiqian could listen to.

What he was most uncertain about was Jun Zhiqian's thoughts.

That was the variable that could kill him.

It took Su Yan a short time to sort out his expression and heart. He raised his hand to push the sunglasses to the top of his head, and opened one side of the mask with one hand.

The white air gushing from Su Yan's mouth quickly dissipated in the cold air, but it failed to lower the temperature between the two.

At the moment of the kiss, Su Yan quietly opened her eyes to peek at Jun Zhiqian's expression.

He thought that he was a little mouse suitable for living in the dark, even if he stole something from others, he would not feel guilty, but would be very happy-who made Mr. Jun willing to help him block the darkness.

The kiss between the two went from shallow to deep, and Su Yan couldn't wait to leave marks on Jun Zhiqian.

[The author has something to say: Guess what the two of them did in the alley hhhhh

Good night in advance! 】