It's hard to accompany the gold master

Chapter 48 The script is downstairs

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Career is on the rise, and emotional progress seems to be going well.

Teng Ziwen has been going to Senhai Palace almost every night recently.

Although sometimes he is busy and returns late, Yan Yan can wait for someone every night.

The next morning, the two of them would have breakfast together, and then take the same car to take Yan Yan to nearby Huasheng, and then Teng Ziwen to Ousheng.

However, Teng Ziwen never drank too much again.

Yan Yan was even more sure that there must have been other things that happened to Teng Ziwen that night.

But Teng Ziwen didn't say it, and he didn't ask, but just kept it in his heart.

When Yan Yan woke up that day, there was no one around him.

Last night was too intense, he knew he got up late

When Yan Yan got downstairs, he found Teng Ziwen sitting on the sofa reading newspapers like most of the time.

Yan Yan originally thought that Teng Ziwen was reading the commercial pages, so he didn't take it to heart.

After eating the breakfast left for him in the kitchen and sitting down next to Teng Ziwen, Yan Yan realized that the two newspapers he had read beside Teng Ziwen were entertainment newspapers.

And it just so happened that both newspapers and periodicals had reports about themselves.A small report.

Yan Yan immediately blushed from face to neck.

It never occurred to him that what Teng Ziwen sat on the sofa in a serious manner early in the morning was actually a report about himself.

But Yan Yan is really not even a third-tier star now, so he really feels ashamed and ashamed.

Yan Yan sat beside Teng Ziwen without saying a word, wishing he could bury his face in the crack of the sofa.

Teng Ziwen raised his head from the financial newspaper, glanced at Yan Yan, and smiled: "What's wrong?"

"No." Yan Yan whispered.

He actually wanted to ask Teng Ziwen why he read those tabloids.

"I'm going to the company later, are you going to the company today?" Teng Ziwen asked.

"I'm going." Yan Yan replied.

"Okay." Teng Ziwen lowered his head.

After a while, he suddenly said: "The photo in the newspaper below is not bad."

The temperature on Yan Yan's face that had just subsided came back up again with a "chih la", it was almost as good as fried eggs.

Yan Yan stood up: "I, I'm going back upstairs to read the script first." He said and walked upstairs quickly.

Teng Ziwen shifted his gaze to the script on the tea table and chuckled softly.

When he came back last night, Yan Yan was sitting on the sofa reading the script, and then the two of them got entangled, and basically fell to the ground and didn't care. Later, they were probably picked up by a servant.

There is only one copy of the script in the villa, so what script does Yan Yan go upstairs to read?

Teng Ziwen decided to let the servant deliver the script later.

Later, when Yan Yan received the script from his servant, he wanted to hit the wall even more, especially when he heard the servant say that it was brought up by his husband.

No wonder he couldn't find the script upstairs, it turned out to be downstairs.

I blame myself, and I don't know how to find a better excuse.

Yan Yan covered his face with the script.

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