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Even though everything was already on the surface and there was nothing to explain, Song Nuan didn't really rush to the stalls during the Chinese New Year to make things difficult for others, as he himself said.

"The day before New Year's Eve, you smashed the door, you little bandit in this world?"

Su Changle could see that what he said was actually just casually, and when he opened his mouth to tease, he didn't feel so sincere, and even smiled a little.

He pinched Song Nuan's earlobe lightly, and quickly squatted down and screamed before the other party jumped up and tried to use violence: "Domestic violence is shameful." '

"So what are you going to do, come back after the year and expose this matter in front of the rest of the team?"

Su Changle played with him for a while like teasing a child, and finally they both lay down on the thick carpet, looking up at the ceiling affectionately.

Song Nuan turned over and turned to lie on her side, staring blankly at the wallpaper pattern pasted on the wall, and it took her a long time to reply exhaustedly: "I don't know."

If Wan Yu'an had gradually alienated him after throwing the pot out at that time, he probably wouldn't have been so confused as he is now when he learned about everything before.

What Nie Sizze said in a fit of anger was actually a complete speculation.

Because he has already learned some things from that year, so when he looks at Wan Yu'an, he will wear some subjective filters, subconsciously thinking that there are shady purposes behind everything he does.

But the truth is, it doesn't have to be that way.

Song Nuan felt her head was going to explode, and she couldn't understand why this person could still get along with the other party so calmly after he finished using others.

Even in the next few years, I can still use the exact same way of getting along with before.

Su Changle didn't understand what he was struggling with, shrugged his shoulders and said: "Anyway, if the resentment is not that big, if you want to go up and beat him up with a simmering anger, it's best not to tear your face."

If there is no accident, the beginning of next year will be the focus of the group's development. Anyway, we still have to do some face-saving projects.

"You have been ignoring me for several days because of this man named Wan Yu'an."

He didn't want to continue to be a life mentor, so he simply grabbed Song Nuan's hand to forcefully change the subject: "Tomorrow's day...cough, it's a bit special, don't forget it."

Song Nuan didn't expect him to mention this suddenly. After being stunned for a moment, she immediately lowered her face and wanted to reach out to pat the person: "Say fart, won't there be no surprises after the reminder?"

"Surprises are not surprises, why are you doing all this nonsense?"

Seeing people's dissatisfaction, Su Changle wanted to laugh, completely forgetting that when he was coaxing his little lover, he also liked to make these sudden small favors, and he could always give the other party the illusion that he cared about him.

He patted Song Nuan on the shoulder and mentioned another matter: "Someone will hold a birthday party for me tomorrow, and there will be many bosses or shareholders who may help your career at the same time, follow me there when the time comes, be careful Don't say anything wrong."

"Stop it anyway."

Song Nuan frowned subconsciously and wanted to refuse: "...I'm just an ordinary little idol, I used to join in the fun."

"That's not what it says."

Su Changle stopped his evasion with a few words, shook his head and said: "In the future, it is inevitable to establish a personal studio. If the situation is good, you can recruit some good seedlings to work for you. At that time, what you do will already belong to the boss. It’s over, now it’s good to meet a few more people in advance.”

"And there are not many people at the dinner table at that time, and many of them have met before, so there will be no embarrassing scenes."

After breaking his fingers, he counted the number of people for a long time, and his eyes suddenly became a little evasive: "But..."

"Is there Jin She?"

Song Nuan could guess what it was about just by looking at his virtues, and tilted her head, dumbfounded, and said, "I'm so narrow-minded when I look at it? I really didn't think much about things that were explained clearly 800 years ago."

"Hey, that's fine."

Su Changle was obviously relieved and nodded affirmatively: "Apart from him, there is nothing special to ask, but you may still be interested in a person."

He made a fool of himself, and looked at Song Nuan with bright eyes: "Want to know what's going on? I'll tell you if you say something nice."

"Why should I bother?"

Song Nuan looked at him as if he was mentally handicapped: "Wouldn't it be clear if I went by tomorrow? I'm not that curious, so I'll have to wait for a day."

"Why are you so uninteresting?"

Su Changle was discouraged, and with his head drooping, he clicked on a few pictures saved in his phone and showed him: "The brother of your rich second-generation teammate is called Meng Lianyuan."

"I asked someone to inquire a little bit, and I heard that he seems to have just talked about investing in a costume romance drama...There are so many roles and none of them has been confirmed. You are just starting out, it is not easy to lead the way, and do two supporting roles It can also gain popularity."

"... Fuck, you know a little too well."

Listening to the words that came out of his mouth, Song Nuan blinked in disbelief: "A high-level executive like you still cares about this kind of thing?"

Shouldn't it only be responsible for managing the scheduling of employees and some large investments?You can also understand how to hold a popular star.

"Let's not grab the manager's job. Brother Qixia will cry if he knows that you are so serious about poaching his corner."

"Ham, isn't this all for you to inquire temporarily?"

Su Changle put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand on his lips, imitating the emoji of vicissitudes of life: "To be honest, I'm already considering whether to apply for a small account to join your Weibo fan group."

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Since all the people who went to dinner were acquaintances, Su Changle didn't dress up as formally as usual at work, and his hair was not fixed with hairspray, and it fell limply after washing.

It's just that the above was actually said by himself when he was driving to the restaurant.

It is inevitable to drink with friends when they have a meal, so even if no one wants to go to work these days, Su Changle has paid several times the wages for the driver to come over.

Song Nuan had been chatting with him for a long time in the morning about whether to wear a couple outfit, and her position was to just show off without any leisure, and besides, she had never bought one before;

But the problem was that Su Changle didn't agree, and he took out several sets of clothes of the same style in the exact size from the closet, making it hard not to suspect that this was premeditated.

In the end, he did as the other party wished, and went out dressed exactly like Su Changle. Now he was physically and mentally exhausted, leaning on the back of the chair with dull eyes: "Well, you're right."

Although he didn't think it at all, a general manager of a company who wears a floral shirt under an all-black suit, who is not near-sighted and always uses glasses to make a concave shape, is originally dressed very formally.

"We can sit next to Jin She and his lover in a while—but don't worry, we will never be together..."

"I don't suspect that there is something wrong with you two."

Song Nuan endured and endured, but she interrupted his chatter, thinking that her boyfriend's strong desire to survive is indeed a burden.

"I know you don't think too much."

Su Changle held his hand up and kissed him: "I just want you to feel more at ease."

"I…"

While talking, the driver had already parked the car in a suitable parking space, and leaned back: "General Manager, we're here."

The light bulb feeling brought about by this interruption was too strong, Song Nuan turned his face slightly, and swallowed back the little touch that had just been caused by that sentence.

He jumped out of the car first, stepped on the snow pit without realizing it, even turned his head to look at Su Changle who was staring at him without blinking, smiled and waved: "What are you waiting for, hurry up!" Come here."

"Hey."

Su Changle responded, and then began to quickly untie the seat belt and get out.

In fact, Su Changle has always felt that Song Nuan is sometimes a bit contradictory.

The specific manifestation is that although this person is naturally gay, he often surprises the quotations of straight men [JPG with tears and smiles] when talking.

His real personality outside the camera is a bit surly, coupled with the heavy pressure on his heart from being unknown for four or five years since his debut, it is rare to see a youthful side in him.

Even if he occasionally teases people with words to express embarrassment, it is more of a seductive youthful feeling.

Su Changle had almost never seen such a flamboyant smile on Song Nuan's face before.

While leading the way, he silently recollected that brief smile, and couldn't help but turn around and ask in a low voice when he was almost at the door: "Can you show me the same expression as before?"

Song Nuan didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he didn't stop the car without paying attention, and made a straight and violent collision with the body that he couldn't avoid.

"Fuck, why did you stop all of a sudden?"

He was half-circled in Su Changle's arms, and he stretched out his hand in a daze and pushed him: "What expression, what are you doing?"

Su Changle pursed his lips and shrugged, thinking that this thing really depends on luck: "It's okay, let's go in."