BOSS turned me into a dog [entertainment circle]

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Lin Chuan went in suspiciously and took a look.

A: What kind of hospital is this?Never heard of it, is it amazing?

B: What the hell is Little Linlang?I have only heard of Little Cook, am I too ignorant? [laughing and crying]

C: This private hospital is very powerful. There are many experts who are well-known at home and abroad. Ordinary people can’t get in, let alone see a doctor. Chuan Chuan can take pictures in it. people.

D: True or false?Misty grass, don't we all hide our secrets?Thinking about it, we, Chuan Chuan, have never filmed bad dramas since our debut, and we have never been in a bad crew. Although he has always been a supporting role, who told him not to show his face?It's definitely not an ordinary person who can keep filming like this.

E: Young lady knows so much, her status must be extraordinary!But where is the logo?I searched for a long time and didn't find it. [cover face]

C: In the lower right corner of the photo, the furniture of this hospital is all custom-made, usually with a customized logo, and the takeaway boxes of Xiao Linlang’s private restaurant also have their own logo. This restaurant is near the BC Hospital. There is only one store and nothing else. branch.

F: wow!There is no doubt that Chuanchuan is in BC Hospital!He hasn't effervescent in months, has he been ill?

G: #&...&#*&...

Lin Chuan silently browsed down several layers of comments, then returned, and secretly poked into the homepage of the fans who broke the news.

Chuanliu v, the founder of xx company, the background picture of the homepage is a still photo of Lin Chuan, the profile picture is also a still photo of Lin Chuan, and there is a word "Chuan" in the ID, it seems that he is a diehard fan.

Lin Chuan thought it was nonsense at first, but when he saw the unusual status of this fan, he immediately knew that she was not lying, so he hurriedly opened the photo he sent, zoomed in and looked carefully for an indeterminate amount of time, and finally saw it at the corner of the table Two cursive letters "BC", these two letters were half blocked by his Weibo watermark, and then he found the word "Linlang" in a pleat of the takeaway box with great pains, these two words Also a little bit blocked by chopsticks.

Lin Chuan: "..."

It's amazing!Microscope fans are horrible!

This misunderstanding is big!Just clarify it now!

Just as Lin Chuan was about to type, Fu Ming opened the car door and sat in. A strong breath quickly enveloped him as he leaned over: "What are you doing?"

Lin Chuan turned his head and looked at Fu Ming's expression carefully, but didn't see any clues. He didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or to breathe a sigh of relief, so he showed him the phone interface with some anxiety: "Swipe Weibo."

Fu Ming touched his head tenderly, and said in a low voice, "You are so good."

Lin Chuan lowered his head and lowered his eyes to continue looking at the phone, but his mind was in a trance. Fu Ming was so gentle that he should be afraid, but strangely, he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear. enjoy.

I must have broken somewhere...

Lin Chuan looked at the phone, but didn't see a word in his eyes, and there was no movement in his hand.

Fu Ming glanced at him: "Why are you in a daze?"

Lin Chuan woke up suddenly, quickly turned off Weibo, thought for a while, opened Weibo again, showed him the photos he took before, and blinked: "Is Xiao Linlang's private restaurant very expensive?"

Fu Ming originally wanted the aunt at home to be responsible for Lin Chuan's daily diet, but the aunt had to cook for the whole family and couldn't take care of her, so he asked Xiao Linlang to cook for Lin Chuan alone, so that Xiao Mao had three meals a day. to get it.

Lin Chuan always thought it was an ordinary small restaurant, but after reading what fans said just now, he felt that this restaurant was not simple, and he wanted to hold his wallet and cry bitterly.

Fu Ming saw what he was thinking, and said lightly, "It's not expensive, I have a VIP card, and I get a discount."

Lin Chuan believed it was true, and looked at him expectantly: "How much?"

"One off."

Lin Chuan's eyes widened in shock.

Fu Ming said, "You don't believe me?"

Lin Chuan really couldn't believe it: "The discount is so great? Is the proprietress called Lin Lang? She has a cute name, isn't she your girlfriend?"

The car slammed on the brakes.

Lin Chuan: "!!!"

Fu Ming leaned over and hugged his head. His sudden heavy breathing showed his bursting anger. He stared at Lin Chuan: "Try talking nonsense again?"

Lin Chuan immediately hesitated: "I... I just said it bluntly, but I didn't think so... You even know what I like to use, and you must know that I have always been this kind of virtue..."

Fu Ming saw that he was acting like a spoiled child because of his grievance, his chest roared violently, and without saying a word, he pressed him down and kissed him on the neck.

Lin Chuan seemed to have been sucked out of his whole body in an instant, struggled a few times in vain, and finally let out a soft low cry: "Ah——"

Fu Ming felt like he was going crazy.

Lin Chuan was in pain, so scared he stretched out his hand and pushed him: "You, you, you, let go!"

Fu Ming let go of him with a rough gasp, staring at the obvious hickey on his neckline with dark eyes, panting for a while, and finally calmed down.

Lin Chuan raised his hand to cover his neck, with a mournful face: "Did you eat a piece of my meat?"

Fu Ming: "..."

Lin Chuan turned on the front camera of the mobile phone tremblingly, and after seeing the ambiguous scene inside, he was in a bad mood.

He would rather be bitten off a piece of meat!How can you go shopping like this!

Fu Ming sat back in silence and restarted the car.

With his smoky head on his head, Lin Chuan looked around in the suit to be calm, and pulled up his collar from time to time to hide it.

When we arrived at the shopping mall, Fu Ming finally said, "Sit here and don't move."

Lin Chuan was in a daze: "I'll buy some oranges for you."

Fu Ming: "?"

Lin Chuan continued to be in a trance: "That's right, you are my father."

Fu Ming: "???"

Lin Chuan finally came to his senses: "Oh, I won't leave."

Anyway, if I leave, I can be caught by you...

Fu Ming patted his head, opened the car door and walked out.

Seeing Fu Ming's figure disappear from sight, Lin Chuan was stunned for a while, then turned his head into the neck pillow with shame and indignation.

About a quarter of an hour later, Fu Ming came back. He opened the car door and sat in. Seeing Lin Chuan sitting in it obediently, he was in a good mood. Seeing Lin Chuan gnawing on the neck pillow on the backrest, a smile appeared in his eyes. meaning.

Lin Chuan was startled, let go of his mouth in a panic, wiped the neck pillow that had been gnawed out of silk floss, then tore off the neck pillow and stuffed it behind his back, stammering: "You, you! You... are back so soon?"

"What are you panicking about? It's just a neck pillow. If it's not enough, I'll have some more here." Fu Ming said as he took off the neck pillow from the back of his seat and handed it to him.

Lin Chuan wanted to cry, but quickly refused: "No, no, no, thank you!"

Fu Ming had no choice but to take back the neck pillow and fasten it again: "Then take yours and chew on it first."

Lin Chuan: "..."

Fu Ming handed the delicate paper bag in front of him.

Lin Chuan held the tattered neck pillow with a dazed expression on his face: "Did you really buy me oranges?"

Fu Ming: "..."

Lin Chuan looked curiously: "Oh, it's not an orange?"

Fu Ming seldom has time to surf the Internet, so he didn't understand why he was so obsessed with oranges, so he could only say: "If you want to eat oranges, you can buy some from the supermarket later and take them home."

Lin Chuan froze for a moment, with an unnatural expression on his face: "No, I didn't mean that."

Fu Ming took out a scarf from the paper bag, leaned over and wrapped it around his neck for him, wrapped it around twice, tidied it up for him, and finally pressed it lightly with his hands. Wearing shoes and pants is like wearing a sense of ceremony.

Finally, he let go of his hand in satisfaction: "Get out of the car and follow me to the mall."

Lin Chuan raised his eyes and looked at him in a daze. Seeing him open the car door and go out, he reacted with a slow "Oh". When he put his hand on the door handle, Fu Ming had already walked around and opened the car door for him.

The underground garage was a bit drafty and chilly. Lin Chuan's hair was blown up when he got off the car. He followed Fu Ming and pulled the scarf around his neck with one hand. Covering the hickey on his neck, he walked out against the cool wind, wondering if the scarf was too warm, and suddenly his cheeks felt a little hot.

Walking into the shopping mall, Fu Ming raised his hand to straighten his wind-blown hair.

Lin Chuan tried his best to stabilize his mind, but he still couldn't hold back his little heart beating wildly and took half a step closer to Fu Ming, looking very dependent.

Fu Ming paused with his hands, and took a deep look at him: "What's wrong?"

Lin Chuan: "..."

Don't be so sharp, okay?

Fu Ming looked at him fixedly, waiting for him to speak.

Lin Chuan blushed, and cleared his throat a little embarrassedly: "Thank you..."

It was rare for Fu Ming to miss his brain circuit: "Thank you for what?"

Lin Chuan pointed to the scarf around his neck, and said honestly, "I thought you wanted others to see it on purpose."

Fu Ming's expression was indifferent: "What are you doing for others to see?"

Lin Chuan: "... also."

It's not very nice to talk about nurturing, even though it's not a word yet, and even though Fu Ming says it's not nurturing, but a small commoner like him, a small eighteenth-tier artist, can't be compared to Jin Zunyu like Fu Ming. The expensive boss lived under the same roof, and he really couldn't find another suitable word to define it.

Fu Ming realized that he was thinking wrong, and there was a bit of coldness between his brows: "I don't want you to be misunderstood."

After speaking, I was stunned.

Kong Pengcheng's words suddenly came to mind.

"Lin Chuan will become a big star in the future, go out and shine brightly, and when standing with you, others will praise you as a match made in heaven, but if Lin Chuan is buried, he will always be an unknown little transparent, others will only say He is your vassal and will look down on him."

Kong Pengcheng said this sentence almost with the mentality of going to death. When he said it, the resignation report was all typed. Unexpectedly, Fu Ming did not get angry after hearing his words. Instead, he asked him calmly: "Do you see my Thoughts?"

Kong Pengcheng: "???"

Fu Ming said again: "You are quite smart."

Kong Pengcheng: "!!!"

I'm not!I don't!They are all Mrs. Zhao Runa!

Fu Ming didn't wait for him to explain, and hung up the phone neatly. At that moment, what Fu Ming thought was: Xia Heng didn't realize it, but the surname Kong is capable.

Now he suddenly realized that Xia Heng didn't think too much because he knew his bond with Lin Chuan too well, but how could someone like Kong Pengcheng, who had been in the entertainment circle for many years, not think too much?

Is this how other people view Lin Chuan?