After arguing with the wealthy husband

Yi Ran took the photo for half a day, but felt that his head was numb with the wig on, and he was paralyzed when he returned to the hotel at night.

Lying down on the bed, seeing the mobile phone on the bedside, Yi Ran remembered that he hadn't been able to speak to Rong Yan all day, so he quickly picked up the mobile phone to check.Sure enough, unread messages and missed calls filled his entire lock screen interface.

Flammable heart "thumped", Rong Yan wouldn't think that something happened to him... But this time it didn't make trouble to the crew, it seems that nothing happened, right?

Anyway, no matter what, it is the right answer to return to Rongzong for news and phone calls!

Yi Tousou, who was full of desire to win, ignored the makeup left on his face, and directly made a video call to Rong Yan.

And Mr. Rong connected the phone almost instantly, his side face was shown on the screen, and his tone was unprecedentedly gentle, "Get off work?"

I don't know why, but he became uncomfortable when he spoke so softly, "Ah... yes, that, I'm sorry, I forgot to bring my mobile phone to the set today, so I didn't receive your call."

It was only after he said this that he noticed that Rong Yan was driving now, the exposed half of his face was flickeringly illuminated by the street lights, and the other half of his face was hidden in a shadow that made it difficult to see clearly.

Hearing his apology, the corners of Rong Yan's lips twitched slightly, and even his tone was a little joyful, "It's okay, I know."

"You know? How do you—"

"It's not important." Rong Yan cut him off before he finished speaking, "I have something for you, I'll ask your assistant to come downstairs to get it later."

The flammability is unknown, so he frowned, "Ask the assistant to go downstairs to get it?" Shouldn't President Rong ask him to go down and get it in person?

"Well, I'll go downstairs to the hotel right away."

"Okay." Yi Ran turned over and sat up, and directly sent a message to An Li.

An Li was also dazed for a while, and then went to the flammable room to confirm that she wanted to go downstairs to fetch things for him, and found that he hid the phone behind him as if he was on the phone.

"Are you sure you're downstairs?"

"Yeah, sorry for the trouble, Miss An Li!"

"It's okay, don't bother, then I'll go." An Li quickly turned around and went downstairs, avoiding the embarrassment in the room.

Yi Ran took out the phone from behind after confirming that the person had left, "Sister An Li has already gone down, are you sure she can find you?"

"If you're not blind." Mr. Rong suddenly smiled after saying these four words indifferently.

Yi Ran looked at the corners of his mouth that were crazily raised, with a confused look on his face, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

Mr. Rong raised his brows lightly, and his voice was very low, with an inexplicable sense of eroticism, "I saw it just now." As he spoke, the corners of his lips rose more recklessly.

Yi Tongshou: "???" What did you see so happy, and so happy... wretched?

"Hips." Rong Yan's tone was so normal that he said that he had eaten rice for lunch today, but how could he do this? ? ?

"Puff—cough, cough!" Yi Ran almost choked to death on his own saliva, and his face and neck turned red with the violent cough, "Rong Yan, you—cough, cough!"

Looking at the crazily shaking screen on the phone screen, Mr. Rong couldn't help but make the smile on the corner of his mouth even bigger.It seems that the only one who can make him feel better is his Yi Counseling.

Just as he was about to say something, there was a knock on the co-pilot's door.

Rong Yan opened the car window and handed out a gift bag, his tone was emotionless but commanded, "Give it to him yourself."

"Ah... yes, Mr. Rong." An Li took the gift bag tremblingly, and quickly returned to the hotel.

Rong Yan's car was parked on the opposite side of the road so that he could observe the paparazzi around him. When he saw no one was squatting there, he asked Yi Ran to call his assistant down to get things.

Although what Nie Zheng said today caused him extreme discomfort, he had to admit that what he said was not wrong.He used to be too egotistical, thinking that he could use money to suppress anything that happened to him, but in reality, the horror of public opinion was far beyond Mr. Rong's imagination.

Although he was unhappy that he and Nie Zheng had reached a consensus on this aspect, he was not naive enough to continue to annoy his beloved because of this unhappiness.

He also understands his flammable temperament, he wants to take care of everything by himself, even though he has been married for more than half a year, he still can't change this "bad problem".

Just as he was frowning and thinking, he heard Yi Ran's surprised voice coming from the phone, "Mobile phone? Why are you giving me my phone if you have nothing to do?"

Mr. Rong looked at him seriously, and said the same thing as the truth, "I think it's time for you to change your mobile phone. I bought you the latest model. It will be easier to contact."

Flammable doesn’t understand, it’s also a mobile phone, how can the new model make it easy to contact?Could it be that Mr. Rong installed a positioning system in the new phone?

Thinking of this, his expression changed. Could it be that Mr. Rong's desire to control has reached this point?

"Why, you don't like this one?" Seeing his unbelievable expression, Rong Yan frowned deeper, "Tell me which one you like, and I'll ask someone to buy it."

"No, I really like it." Yan Ran hurriedly shook his head in denial, turned on the new phone, and found that there was already a card in it, "Is there a card?"

"Yes." Mr. Rong's expression was as it should be, the couple already had a mobile phone, and the couple's card number must also be arranged!

Thinking of this, the corners of his lips couldn't stop rising, and he looked at the phone in his hand, as if he felt that the person on the screen was sitting beside him at the moment.

"It's getting late, you should rest, will there be more scenes tomorrow?"

Yi Ran thought for a while, then shook his head, "It's okay, but Director Jiang is very nice, he pointed out a lot of deficiencies to me today, and I think I still have a lot of room for improvement."

He talked a lot when talking about work, Rong Yan smiled helplessly, listening to him tell him interesting stories on the set, he almost couldn't control himself and rushed upstairs to hug him.

"Not seeing each other every day is like three autumns", he finally realized this feeling.

"Okay, little workaholic, go to bed. I have to go back." Rong Yan looked at the person on the phone screen, eager to see through.

He is reluctant to be flammable, but he cares more about the flammable body.Although he has never been in contact with that circle, he also knows that the profession of an actor is hard. He stays on location or in a studio all day, high temperature, low temperature, mosquito bites, and character integration...everything is torturing them.

That's why he wanted to keep Flammable by his side so that he wouldn't be so tired.

"Okay. Then be careful on the road." Yi Ran pursed her lips, feeling a little upset because she couldn't go downstairs to meet someone in person.

Seeing his aggrieved look, Rong Yan deliberately said, "Why, didn't you see that I feel aggrieved?"

"No." The flammable dead duck mouthed hard.

"Okay, I'll hang up then baby."

"Oh."

"Remember to miss me." Rong Yan looked at his angry look and laughed, "Whenever it's convenient for you, my husband will definitely satisfy you."

"???" Yi Ran didn't understand what he meant at first, but he thought of it in the next second.

What kind of good things can he always say?Not even those things!

Thinking of this, Yi Ran's face turned red with a "shua", and his anxiety turned into a little stammer.

"No, no, no need! Don't do this to me! I, I didn't miss you, I didn't want to see you, so go back quickly!"

Rong Yan laughed even more presumptuously, "I'm an old man, why are you blushing." He still raised his eyebrows at him.

May I ask, who can stand such a handsome guy winking at him?Flammable face couldn't help getting hotter, "I, I'm sleepy, I'm sleeping, bye!"

Before the voice finished, he hung up the phone directly.Under such circumstances, if he dragged on, he would only be more embarrassed, and he didn't want his appearance to be exposed in front of Rong Yan all the time.

Is he shameless?Really are……

After hanging up the phone, Yi Ran hurried into the bathroom to take a shower.I don't know why, but after making a phone call, my lower body reacted...

He lowered his head and looked at his lower body in despair, and sighed heavily.

When can I get rid of this disappointing look?You can't always be like this and you can't stand being teased by him, can you?

He turned his head to look at his flushed face and neck reflected in the mirror, wishing he could find a place to drill right away.

He swore that he would never make video calls with that person again for the next month!It's not good to meet, he needs time to calm down, he needs to concentrate on work!

Yi Ran didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night, and before going to bed, Rong Yan's "slutty" smiling face was still in his mind...

In the huge house, a slender figure stood quietly by the window.He held a glass of red wine in his hand, which shone bright purple under the moonlight.

He was only wearing a silk pajamas, the window was open, and his mid-length hair hung loose behind him, occasionally fluttering a few times with the wind blowing in.

Feeling empty around him, Deng Yi'an opened his eyes bewilderedly.

The figure by the window fell into his eyes, less beautiful but more murderous.

He suddenly woke up a little bit, quickly got out of bed, put on a pair of pajama pants and walked behind him, "I don't sleep in the middle of the night, drinking with the cold wind blowing, Mr. Lu is in a good mood."

Lu Zhanxi didn't turn his head, he just quietly looked at the night scene outside the window with clear eyes.

He raised his glass and took a sip, the corners of his lips drooping, "Yi'an, let's talk."

The smile on Deng Yi'an's face froze, and he was hidden in the darkness, and the hands that were stretched out to wrap around his waist also drooped resentfully.

"Talk? When did Mr. Lu use the word 'Talk' with me?"

Listening to his sarcastic tone, Lu Zhanxi's expression didn't change much.This kind of reaction was expected by him, after all, Deng Yi'an, who was ten years younger than himself, was still too young.

Young and energetic, just don't know how to hide their emotions.

He turned around, put the wine glass on the table beside him, and looked up at Deng Yi'an, "It's been so long, and I still have this image in your heart."

"Oh." Deng Yi'an smiled, folded his arms around his chest, and casually fell to the side, leaning against the wall, "Otherwise, what do you think it will be like?"

There was no superfluous expression on Lu Zhanxi's face, he would recognize Deng Yi'an's temper tonight, after all, it should be done.

"We've been dating for more than a year, and this is the first time I haven't changed someone for such a long time. So, I have a clear conscience towards you."

Deng Yi listened quietly, but the hand hidden in his arm couldn't help clenching into a fist, and the whole arm was covered with veins.

Lu Zhanxi looked at his naked upper body, and had to say that Deng Yi'an's figure was great, and it happened to be what he liked.But it was too much for my own taste, so I was always reluctant to let go.

"It's been enough time to play with you, so let's stop here." He said lightly.

Deng Yi'an gritted his teeth, "Okay, everything is up to Mr. Lu."

"You don't have to do this." Lu Zhanxi looked away from the window, his eyes trembled a few times, "I told you earlier, there is no need to have real feelings."

"You also said that you would send me to the position of actor." Deng Yi'an imitated his tone and said indifferently, but found that he could never learn Lu Zhanxi's old-fashioned and indifferent feeling.

"I haven't forgotten about this." Lu Zhanxi lowered his eyes and never looked at him again. "Winnie is still your manager, and she will make you the next actor."

I don't know why, but he clearly reminds himself every day not to have real feelings, but now listening to him talking about his future without emotion, Deng Yi'an's heart is still aching.

"Okay." He sneered, the arms around his chest drooping heavily.