no one knows i love you

Lin Yan passed the box, bowed his head and quickly signed for it, said thank you inarticulately, and then quickly closed the door and locked it.

Han Ji's timing was perfect, and the call came right away.

"Did you receive the item?" Han Ji seemed to be very close to the microphone, and his deep and clear voice seemed to be whispering in his ear.

Lin Yan's cheeks were hot red, and he pretended to be calm and said "Oh", and said, "Got it."

Han Ji's voice carried a light smile, "I hope the 'surprise' you prepared can match my gift." He paused, and added, "Do you understand what I mean?" The gentle tone returned With some warmth.ambiguous taste.

Lin Yan's face became even hotter. This was the second time Han Ji asked him this question today. It seemed that he was afraid that he would get the wrong meaning, and people always made people tune it this way.It’s not his style not to fight back in a drama, so he forced himself to be stern and said, “Understood, I understand, next month is World Contraception Day, and our production team also needs to promote it. Don’t worry, I’ll keep it safe for you.”

The person on the other side of the phone was obviously stunned. After a few seconds of silence, a man's low laughter came from the phone: "Well... that may not be enough, I will place a few more orders, be prepared, anyway... we And don't let it go to waste."

Lin Yan: "..."

This person is a hooligan... There has never been such a sign before.

Yan Huazhang's voice came over the phone, Han Ji sighed inaudibly, said a few words to Lin Yan, and hung up the phone.

Lin Yan glanced at the time, it was past eight o'clock in the evening, if it was earlier, Han Ji would finish work at twelve o'clock, he could prepare something before then.

It was also a rare time when he was able to act strongly. Lin Yan picked up his coat, put on his hat and mask, and decided to go to a nearby stationery store.

Without an assistant, he now has to do everything by himself.

An hour later, he returned to the hotel with a half-person-high box in his arms.

When he entered the door, he saw a tall man hovering near Han Ji's room.

Lin Yan held the box and looked at the man, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you looking for?"

The man paused, turned around slowly, looked at Lin Yan, and explained with a smile: "I am Han Ji's father."

Lin Yan was stunned, the elegant man in front of him looked to be 40 years old at most, and some people would believe him if he was 35 or [-] years old, but it turned out to be Han Ji's father.

Upon closer inspection, the eyebrows and eyes are indeed somewhat similar, handsome in appearance, with a sharp outline like a knife, about the same height as himself, in his early 1.8 meters, and his temperament is exactly the same as Han Ji's, as refined and elegant.

Lin Yan subconsciously straightened his body, put away his loose posture, and said politely: "Han Ji may not be back until very late, have you called him yet?" But he was still holding the box, and he was fully armed , the posture is not too solemn.

The other party smiled kindly, his smile was as gentle as jade: "He is too busy, I'm afraid to disturb him, since there's nothing else to do anyway, I'll just wait here."

In this case, Lin Yan could only introduce himself, and then invite the other party to sit in his room.

The room was a bit messy, Lin Yan put the box at the door, picked up the slippers and magazines he had thrown, and led people to the sofa in the living room.

Lin Yan scolded Qiao Zhiqiang in his heart. This person also said that he used to be an assistant, but he didn't even clean up his room.

Han Jianbin took the water glass that Lin Yan handed over, and smiled softly: "Xiao Lin...I know you, you and Han Ji are very good friends."

Lin Yan smiled politely, and in front of his elders, his unscrupulous temper spontaneously restrained.

As a result, Lin Yan immediately became embarrassed by the other party's next sentence.

"You two had a car accident together a few days ago."

As soon as Lin Yan sat down, he stood up and apologized: "I'm really sorry, it's all my problem, and I have caused you trouble."

"Sit down, sit down." Han Jianbin waved his hand and put the cup on the table. He said with a slight smile, "It's not your fault. This kind of accident is unpredictable. I was abroad at the time, and it took me a while to know about it." This matter, Han Ji was very angry, thinking that I didn't care about him, it was my disqualification to be a father."

Lin Yan didn't know what to say. In the final analysis, he provoked this matter, and his status was really embarrassing.

The person in front of him seemed to be a loving father, and he was completely different from Lin Zhenjiang. Lin Zhenjiang always held his father's majesty, and it was difficult to say a word, let alone guilt. Scold a trash.

He is a little envious of Han Ji right now, a happy family and loving parents make Han Ji so outstanding.

"Han Ji will understand."

Lin Yan doesn't have much experience in getting along with elders, and has more experience in quarreling, but he knows how to get angry with the old guy in the family.

Not knowing if he thought him boring, Han Jianbin raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

"You'd better make a phone call. We don't have time for filming, and we will probably shoot all night today." Lin Yan suggested.

"Don't bother him." Han Jianbin sighed and said, "Your work is also hard work, you don't earn much, and you still suffer from illness."

Lin Yan: "..."

don't earn much...

Lin Zhenjiang couldn't even say such a thing, knowing the price of a play of his, he would still scold the actor for wronging the country.

He has seen Versailles before, but he has never seen a more extraordinary one than the one in front of him. This is the fighting artist in Versailles.

The other party's clothes were indeed very elegant, and the clothes were of high quality, and they should all be high-end customizations of big brands.

Celebrities have to borrow to wear advanced customization, which shows that this Mr. Han is really rich.

...Lin Yan didn't expect that Han Ji's family turned out to be wealthy, and Han Ji always teased him that he was the second generation rich.

"When did you start this business?" Han Jianbin took the initiative to find a topic.

"Two years ago, I entered the industry late, and it was all thanks to Brother Han to help me."

Han Jianbin nodded, and asked again: "Then when did you and Han Ji meet?" He paused suddenly as he spoke, and looked at the black antique game console on the coffee table.

"I've known Brother Han since I entered the industry. In the first film I filmed, he was the leading actor. At that time, I was still a bitch."

Ask Lin Yan and answer, the usual eloquence can't be used at all at this time, because I'm afraid that I won't restrain myself and say the wrong thing.

However, seeing the other party staring at the game console, he took the initiative to explain: "This is an imitation prop made by our crew. It has a sense of age. You may have seen it before."

The other party looked away, looked at him again, smiled, and commented, "It's very realistic." But he immediately changed the subject and asked Lin Yan, "How old are you, do you have a girlfriend?"

The elders care about the same issues, no matter how rich they are.

"4...not yet."

Han Jianbin sighed, and said: "It's time to look for it. Young people nowadays don't know what's wrong. When they hear about marriage and blind dates, they get anxious with you. Han Ji is 8. I'm at his age, and he's already gone." Going to primary school soon."

The smile on Lin Yan's face faded, and there were mixed feelings in his heart.

"If you are free, help me persuade him. Don't worry about getting married. You can get engaged first. It doesn't matter if he is a big man. The girl can't wait. The two of them have been in love since childhood. Anyway, they will get married sooner or later. This is the same as the family. Consumption is not an option.”

"Just... Maybe Han Ji has other ideas." Lin Yan clasped his hands together, and Han Ji still has a childhood sweetheart?

Really promising...

Han Jianbin smiled: "I'm sorry, I made you laugh. I'm old, and I may look a little uncivilized in the eyes of young people, and my concept can't be changed in a while."

Lin Yan gently pinched the knuckle of his index finger, looked at the other party, and said with a smile: "No, you are fine, there are some things that only parents can understand."

"It's rare for you to think like this. If Han Ji is half of you, I'll always be comforted." He paused and asked, "Who else is there in Xiaolin's family?"

"Parents... and a sister." Naturally, there is no need to explain the complicated family relationship, which will only make the impression even more embarrassing.

"It's better to have two children. We only have one, Han Ji. Now I regret that it's better to have one more. Han Ji doesn't even have a person to take care of each other now." Han Jianbin had a faint smile on his face, "You two brothers and sisters must be in love. very good."

Lin Yan's beautiful eyes blinked slightly, but the smile on his face was a little weak: "Well, very good."

Father Han was not very talkative, and his attitude was modest, but his words were all polite, and Lin Yan was reserved, and the chat between the two of them was always a bit insipid, not warm.

But not long after, Han Ji came back.

Counting the time, since Lin Yan gave Han Ji the news and told him about Han's father's arrival, Han Ji hurried back.

This speed shows that Han Ji also misses his father very much.

After sending Han Jianbin away, Lin Yan moved the cardboard box at the door to the sofa, feeling inexplicably heavy.

On the one hand, he feels that his performance is poor, and maybe he needs to learn communication skills with his elders in the future.

He opened the cardboard box, took out all the colorful things inside, took out a pen and began to write and draw on the coffee table in the living room.

Halfway through, Lin Yan seemed to have thought of something suddenly, stood up suddenly, walked to the computer, and searched for rich men with the surname Han.

As a result, the page that popped up surprised him, with an expression of disbelief.

This shock lasted until Han Ji came to him.

Before Han Ji could say anything after entering the door, Lin Yan asked, "Is your father the richest man in Ningcheng?"

Han Ji took off his coat and was unbuttoning the cuffs of his shirt when he heard this and turned to look at him in surprise: "You don't know?"

"How would I know, you haven't said it before, how did you resist mentioning this kind of thing?" This is too good to hide.

Han Ji put his arms around his waist, wrapped him in his arms, and said with a smile, "You didn't ask." Lin Yan in the previous life knew his father, but the time was delayed by two years. They are directing their first film together. When his father came to visit the set, Lin Yan didn't show any surprises.

"Didn't I ask?" Lin Yan couldn't remember. His attention was now on Han Ji's father, and he didn't notice Han Ji's slightly intimate movements for a while. "Is your father gone?"

"No." Han Ji lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth, "I need to calm down before I can continue communicating with him."

There was a gentle touch left at the corner of his mouth, Lin Yan's body froze for a moment, not knowing how to react was the correct one.

But he didn't want to push it away, instead of not, he slowly raised his hand and hugged Han Ji carefully.

There was a smile on the corner of Han Ji's lips, and he leaned his head on his neck, sniffing the faint fragrance of his body: "There are always some people who can't communicate with each other." Han Ji's voice was slightly disappointed, but the palm of his hand remained calm. Get into the shirt and feel up.

Lin Yan held back the shame and grabbed the troublesome hand, while persuading: "Your father seems to be very talkative, why can't we have a good chat?"

Han Ji's lips brushed his side face lightly, then kissed his neck delicately, and said softly: "What did you guys talk about? This will help him talk."

His mind went blank for a moment, Lin Yan forced himself to wake up, calmed his heartbeat, and tried to let himself accept this kind of closeness: "Is it because of the car accident last time? Maybe he is really too busy, the older generation is not Paying too much attention to the news...don't, uh..." Han Ji didn't know how to restrain himself, he bit his lip, pinched his chin with his fingers, and instantly opened his teeth with the tip of his tongue, attacking the city with ease, and his hands also intensified.

He could only push Han Ji away forcibly, put his arms against his chest, blushed, and breathed unsteadily: "Don't make trouble...speak well, if there is a misunderstanding between father and son, just explain it. After a long time, just explain it." The divide will deepen."

Han Ji looked at the hand on his chest, and then at Lin Yan. When the other party wanted to take it back, he grabbed one and put it in his palm to rub it carefully. He was noncommittal: "There is no misunderstanding, he doesn't pay attention. The news is because there is no need to pay attention to it. Several of his secretary assistants will tell him that when I have a car accident, he will know it immediately. Go to the side, when I think about it again, I will make a phone call to express my belated fatherly love."

He couldn't understand his father for a long time, including this matter, which he only learned about later, and the news before the car accident overturned all his knowledge of Han Jianbin.

Lin Yan twitched his hand and didn't pull it back, so Han Ji grabbed his hand and played with it one by one, thinking that as long as the other party can promise to talk well, it will be fine.

But when he saw Han Ji put his hand to his lips to bite, Lin Yan had to pull his hand back, took a step back defensively, and said, "I think you should have a good talk and bring the matter to the front of the stage." , to find out what the other party thinks." Lin Yan paused for a moment, then continued, "You are different from me, and it can be seen that your father actually cares about you."

"Isn't it the same?" Han Ji sighed lightly, his eyes as calm as a cold pool looked at the lights outside the opposite window, his expression was obscure, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Lin Yan lowered his eyes, and said in a calm voice: "I am the one who wants Lin Zhenjiang to die, and you are the one who wants his father to be healthy. We are different." Lin Yan's voice was very casual, but calm To the ears, but with unspeakable forbearance and sadness.

Han Ji paused slightly when he heard the words, looked at the dejected young man opposite, he was silent for a few seconds, and said with a smile: "I almost forgot, what about my surprise, are you prepared?"

Lin Yan raised his head, was stunned for two seconds, and then smiled at the corner of his mouth: "I'm ready, of course I will do what I said." He turned around and walked to pick up the two big red papers on the coffee table.

He held them in his hands from left to right, and showed them to Han Ji: "This one is 'shock', and this one is 'happy', which completely meets your requirements. Let's reciprocate courtesy, you're welcome."

Han Ji: "..."

Lin Yan looked at his expression, a little disappointed: "Isn't it funny?"

He sighed and said, "Is there any surprise that can be prepared in a few hours? You must put your heart into giving something. I'm not such a perfunctory person." He took the picture behind the red paper Come out, "I have to spend some time preparing, the little man you accepted is playing with. What is it, anyone can do it in a few hours. I want to build you a big house. The precision is comparable to Like the Taj Mahal, it is unique in the world, and if it is placed in your big apartment, anyone who sees it will come forward and praise it.”

Han Ji looked at the painting in his hand. It was a semi-finished sketch with many traces of alteration. It did indeed depict an exquisitely structured garden-style house, with gardens, courtyards, swimming pools, pavilions... and two others in suits. One is wearing silver-rimmed glasses with one hand in his pocket, and the other is wearing sunglasses and sitting on a chair by the pool, with special glowing effects on his head.

He walked over and took the painting into his hands and looked at it for a while, then moved his eyes to Lin Yan's face, looking straight at him, his eyes gradually deepened, and some incomprehensible emotions flashed in the dark eyes , thick, deep, warm and soft...

There was a bright smile on the corner of Lin Yan's mouth. He thought that Han Ji didn't understand, so he leaned forward and explained: "The one with the sunglasses is me. The big star has its own halo, understand? You have such a big place with so many rooms. So you have to make room for me, I want this one on the second floor..." Before he finished speaking, Han Ji had already fallen down.She kissed him hard.

Lin Yan couldn't help but let out a "huh" when his lips were blocked, and resisted subconsciously, but the other party put in all his strength and couldn't push.

Han Ji doesn't feel that he is belatedly aware of feelings, people are animals of the senses, just like he thinks it's normal for a man to be tempted when he sees a beautiful woman.

People can control both their emotions and desires. If they restrain themselves, they will find that there is nothing that is necessary, but this time he feels a little out of control.

Recently, he has been infested by pink dreams continuously, and he doesn't want to bear it any longer. He wants to demonstrate those scenes on Lin Yan over and over again according to the scenes in his dreams, and eat people to his stomach, so as to relieve himself from being unsatisfied these days of charming thoughts.

Lin Yan was pushed down on the sofa, his slender and white neck leaned back as hard as he could to avoid Han Ji's kiss: "Han Ji... no."

But Han Ji turned a deaf ear and took Lin Yan away from his hand, losing all elegance.

"Really, no... wait...uncle is gone." Lin Yan's voice was barely audible, his brows were slightly frowned, and he breathed lightly. This kind of Han Ji made him a little overwhelmed.

Han Ji paused, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, returned to his senses, and tried his best to restrain himself from falling on Lin Yan.

He leaned against Lin Yan's neck, exhaled deeply, grabbed the sofa, the veins on the back of his hands burst out, and he endured until his forehead was sweating.

After a while, Han Ji bit his lip and asked harshly, "When he leaves, can I do anything to you?"

Lin Yan noticed that his hands were around his back again, so he could only nod his head and said breathlessly, "Whatever...is fine."

"I'll let him go now." Han Ji suddenly stood up, picked up his coat, and stepped out with long legs.