Your brain just broke!

Xie Zeyao, who was once again questioned about his masculine dignity, picked up the chopsticks, grabbed the last steamed bun, stuffed it into Muran's mouth, and leaned into his ear, "When the illness is cured..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a bowl of hot soup on the table, with a faint fragrance.

Mu Ran sniffed: "Boss, we didn't order this."

The owner of the breakfast shop looked at Xie Zeyao lovingly, and explained: "You are a bit like my son, this bowl of soup is for you."

Xie Zeyao did not refuse the boss's kindness, but nodded in thanks: "Thank you."

"Mutton soup, nourishing the kidney."

Xie Zeyao: "..."

The owner of the breakfast shop patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "Hey, what a handsome young man..."

"I have opened a breakfast shop here for more than ten years, and doctors around me often come here. To tell you the truth, Langfeng Hospital's brain department is very good, but for andrology, you still have to go to Yingshao Specialist Hospital."

"Choose once, sex｜Full life."

"..."

Xie Zeyao paid the money immediately, and took Mu Ran away.

Mu Ran took two steps, tilted his head and asked, "Shall we go to a specialized hospital now?"

Xie Zeyao tugged at his braid, and squeezed out two words: "Go home!"

Because he couldn't eat before the blood draw, Xie Zeyao got up early and took Muran to the hospital so as not to miss his breakfast time.

After the inspection, it happened to hit the morning rush hour, and the spacious road was full of water.

Mu Ran found a peaked cap in the car and put it on to sleep.

Unexpectedly, when I woke up, I was still on the elevated road.

Mu Ran asked in a daze, "Aren't you going to the company today?"

"Go," Xie Zeyao glanced at the road conditions, and the way home was also blocked, "Go to the company and sleep."

Mu Ran replied vaguely.

Half an hour later, we arrived at Yaoxing Entertainment.

The president has a dedicated elevator that goes directly to the office.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Secretary Yang hurried over and said to Xie Zeyao, "Mr. Xie, Mr. Wang from Bihuo Media is already in the reception room."

Xie Zeyao frowned slightly: "What's the matter with him?"

"President Wang said he wanted to have an interview with you."

"Let him wait."

Entering the office, Mu Ran walked to the desk familiarly, opened the drawer, and found a box of steam eye masks.

He took out the blindfold and saw the photo that was pressed at the bottom.

It is a group photo of him, Xie Zeyao and Bingyang.

Mu Ran was stunned for a moment, put the group photo on the table, and asked Xie Zeyao, "Do I look like him?"

Xie Zeyao lowered his head and looked at Muran and Bingyang in the group photo.

Mu Ran is 175 tall, and the other is almost 190. Mu Ran has exquisite facial features, clear eyebrows and eyes, and smiles at the camera with two small dimples at the corners of his mouth. The other looks upright, wearing black-rimmed glasses, serious and cold .

From the outline of the facial features to the temperament and demeanor, the two have no similarities at all.

Xie Zeyao: "It can't be said that they are exactly the same, it can only be said that they are irrelevant."

Mu Ran rubbed the photo, said slowly: "You don't have to lie to me."

"I already know."

Xie Zeyao's eyelids twitched, and as expected, Mu Ran's next words were:

"Am I his substitute?"

【"Am I his substitute?"

He sneered, and bit his lips cruelly: "Otherwise, with your beauty, can you be Mrs. Xie?"]

Thinking of the doctor's order to "cooperate well and stimulate appropriately", without hesitation, Xie Zeyao walked up to Mu Ran, bowed his head and kissed him on the lips.

"This is Bingyang."

"He's just a brother."

The culprit was stunned for two seconds, and then asked: "Why, why?"

Xie Zeyao: "Because I am three years older than him."

Mu Ran: "..."

The two got very close, Xie Zeyao looked at Mu Ran's shiny black eyes, and couldn't help kissing again.

Mu Ran blinked, and analyzed methodically: "Bing Yang is your younger brother, you treat me as your younger brother."

"So, I'm just Bingyang's stand-in."

Xie Zeyao: "I never regarded you as a younger brother."

"Yes," Mu Ran nodded, "You just used me as a stand-in."

Xie Zeyao: "..."

Mu Ran thought for a while, and then said: "Otherwise, with my looks, how could I be Mrs. Xie."

"Mr. Xie, let's have a meeting..."

Secretary Yang's voice became lower and lower. She stood stiffly at the door, watching her nose, nose, and heart.

Realizing that she had heard some terrible conversation, she immediately bowed and closed the door tremblingly for them.

"I'm going to postpone the meeting now."

Xie Zeyao was silent again.

He didn't expect that Mu Ran could still read the protagonist's lines by himself.

Mu Ran picked up the blindfold and walked into the lounge without looking back: "I'm going to digest this matter."

Xie Zeyao stood where he was, watched him take off his shoes and crawled into bed to sleep, then pinched the bridge of his nose and closed the door of the lounge.

He lowered his eyes, looked at the photos on the table, and remembered the scene of taking pictures.

Xie Zeyao returned to his alma mater to give a speech, while Mu Ran and Bing Yang sat in the first row.

After the speech, Bing Yang went to him for dinner.

The counselor didn't know that they knew each other, so he thought Bingyang wanted to take a group photo, so he said, "Let me take a photo for you."

Xie Zeyao looked at Muran who was standing behind Bingyang: "Little brother, let's shoot together too."

Mu Ran didn't speak, and waited for the teacher to finish taking the photos before leaning into Xie Zeyao's ear: "Brother Xie, my name is Mu Ran, I met you at your house last time."

Xie Zeyao raised his eyebrows: "Okay, Xiao Muran."

Mu Ran was silent for a moment: "Okay, thank you."

……

The ringing of the mobile phone interrupted Xie Zeyao's thoughts. He chuckled and found out the scissors. After a while, he answered the phone slowly: "What's the matter?"

"Why are you only answering the phone now! Brother, I've thought about what happened this morning, and Mu Ran's words are a bit strange."

"Am I also involved in Mr. Ba's novel? You have to tell me in advance."

Xie Zeyao ignored him and carefully cut out Bingyang from the photo.

Hearing a rustling sound, Bingyang was a little anxious: "Brother, why don't you speak, will nothing happen to Muran?"

Xie Zeyao hummed casually: "Your sister-in-law is not quite right after seeing your photo."

"Damn it! What's the situation? He doesn't think his true love is me, does he?"

"He said you treated me..." Xie Zeyao sneered and said word by word, "House, heart, evil, guess."

A moment later, Bingyang's roar sounded on the other end of the phone: "I'm fucking straight!"

Xie Zeyao repeated what Bingyang said in the morning: "The patient's confused memory may represent part of his hidden thoughts."

"Your sister-in-law sees the essence through the phenomenon."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and dialed the secretary's internal line: "Ready for a meeting."

Secretary Yang at the other end breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the new male secretary, "Prepare the materials of the planning department, and the meeting is on."

"Sister Yang, were you scolded by Mr. Xie just now? Why do you look like this?"

"No," Secretary Yang shook his head, and said slowly, "I, I just heard the incredible conversation."

In the next second, the focus of the entire office was on Secretary Yang, and both eyes were shining with gossip.

Secretary Yang glanced outside the door and said in a low voice, "That one is here today."

"Ah? That one is here?!"

"It's the first time I came to the company in the morning."

"Yeah, it's not time for dinner yet."

Listening to the excited discussion of colleagues, the new male secretary was at a loss: "Who?"

"Mrs. Xie! The one with the hat just now."

"Ah, Mr. Xie's mother is so young."

"...That's Mr. Xie's boyfriend! We've been talking for many years."

"Xiao Yang, tell me what happened just now."

Secretary Yang let out a sigh of relief: "Mr. Xie, he seems to have a white moonlight."

The male secretary asked softly, "What kind of disease is this?"

"..."

Mu Ran woke up from hunger, he got up, and there was a thermos bucket on the table.

Open it and see seafood porridge.

It's porridge again.

Mu Ran disgustedly drank the bowl mat to fill his stomach, and went downstairs to look for food.

Yaoxing Entertainment was formerly known as Yaoxing Film Co., Ltd. After Xie Zeyao took over the company, he expanded its business scope, not only producing movies and TV shows, but also setting up performing arts schools and training courses. It is a well-known star-making factory with many high-profile artists under its umbrella.

Promotional photos of the company's artists can be seen everywhere in the lobby.

One of the posters looked familiar, so Mu Ran took a second look.

"Mu Ran?"

Mu Ran turned around, and a man wearing fashion brand and sunglasses stood behind him.

Exactly the person on the poster.

The man took off his sunglasses, revealing a more feminine face: "Aren't you an artist from Bihuo Media? Why are you here?"

Mu Ran walked out and said casually, "Eat."

"Haven't you eaten yet? Let me treat you, Yaoxing's cafeteria is delicious."

As the man spoke, he was about to grab Muran's hand.

Mu Ran sideways dodges.

The man froze for a moment, turned his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I thought you were a good sister too."

After speaking, he stuck out his tongue.

Mu Ran stared at his face for a while, then said, "Are you Lu Liancha?"

"Yeah, didn't we meet on the set yesterday?" Lu Liancha paused suddenly, and took out the small mirror that he carried with him, "What's wrong with my face? I just got the water light injection yesterday."

Mu Ran turned on her toes and walked towards the cafeteria: "Let's go, don't you want to treat me to dinner?"

Yaoxing Canteen has a special small box where you can order food.

After ordering, Lu Liancha shook his wine glass and said to Mu Ran: "The production crew has stopped working these days. There are many black fans on the Internet saying that it's because I play big names, and then the manager confiscated my phone and didn't let me watch it." those things."

"So I didn't have time to contact you. I really didn't mean it."

Mu Ran ate the food quickly, nodding her head from time to time to perfunctory Lu Liancha.

Even if Mu Ran didn't say a word, Lu Liancha could still speak eloquently:

"Wow, you can eat, and you're still so thin."

"Is Yaoxing's canteen more delicious than Bihuo's? After all, it is a leading company in the industry."

"By the way, the recording of my variety show "Happy Life 2" is about to start. Have you watched this variety show? I followed it one episode at a time. Best Actor Li, Mr. Zhang and the others..."

Mu Ran ate with all her attention, listening to his words in one ear and out in the other.

It wasn't until the four dishes and one soup were finished that Mu Ran put down his chopsticks and took a sip of his drink.

Lu Liancha rested his chin with one hand, and continued: "You should have a lot of schedule, right? I can ask the program team to invite you to be a flight guest, maybe the program team will find you, after all, my recent popularity is not bad. "

"Back then, I was just a small trainee. Fortunately, a senior helped me to make my first film in my life."

"Think about the past now," Lu Liancha paused, and sighed softly, "It's really all kinds of food."

Mu Ran wiped her mouth and burped: "I'm also quite...a good harvest."