Ten thousand people suspect that after the marriage with the big boss

The black Gunesseg stopped at the main entrance of the television station.

Lin Yutan held the steering wheel, quite speechless: "Is there a difference between you looking for it yourself and asking Uncle Chen to look for it?"

Xie Chongyan unbuckled his seat belt: "Uncle Chen is old, I am worried."

Lin Yutan sneered: "Just now you taught me in a high-sounding manner. According to your logic, you can send Secretary Qin to find Cheng Fan."

Xie Chongyan: "I don't have anything to do, it seems that there is no problem in coming in person."

Lin Yutan was in a hurry: "It's not a big deal if you talk about a cooperation case with me?"

Xie Chongyan lazily opened the car door: "It's nothing serious."

Lin Yutan was so annoyed by his attitude, he pulled out the car key and followed slowly.

"I said, if you really have an important meeting, will you come to Cheng Fan?"

Xie Chongyan walked steadily: "I won't."

The star team had almost left the TV station, and only Lin Yuting and others were left.

Lin Yuting and his manager happened to bump into Xie Chongyan, and seeing the deputy director of the TV station greet him in panic, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The man's crisp suit was expensive, his skin was very fair, and he looked gentle, handsome and dignified.

Should be a big guy.

The agent called him: "Let's go."

Lin Yuting replied lazily: "Yes."

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In the dark room, there was almost no light.

Cheng Fan curled up in the corner under the window, waiting for Uncle Chen to find him by the faint moonlight.

When shooting a promotional poster, he was required to only wear costumes, and he did not bring a mobile phone.

The room is very large, the lights should have been turned on from the outside, and the switch inside the room didn't work.

Cheng Fan was afraid of the dark, which reminded him of the four-story attic that had trapped him for five years.

But here, it was darker than the attic, because the moon outside was almost covered by thick dark clouds.

There was a sound from nowhere, the buzzing sound of electronic equipment, which added a bit of inexplicable weirdness to the empty TV station with no one in it.

Cheng Fan covered his ears to comfort himself.

No matter how bad it was, someone would find him tomorrow morning.

He looked outside lightly, and found that this place was also on the fourth floor.

The bone-piercing pain came to mind, he closed his eyes, and his back was almost drenched in cold sweat.

He was cold, his hands and feet were cold.

It seemed that he hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time, and his whole body was in severe pain.

An inexplicable thought came to him, he wanted to drink a cup of milk tea.

In the monitoring room, the deputy director urgently ordered someone to retrieve the video to find Cheng Fan.

Everyone found that Cheng Fan walked into the public dressing room and never appeared again.

Xie Chongyan wore glasses, and his expression made people shudder, "Call B1 surveillance, there is a suspicious figure. You continue to investigate, I will go to Cheng Fan."

In the corridor, several footsteps sounded one after another.Uncle Chen trotted after Xie Chongyan, feeling extremely distressed.

The security guard opened the dressing room on the fourth floor, and Xie Chongyan pushed the door and entered.

Uncle Chen tried to turn on the light, but found that it was not on at all.Xie Chongyan walked inward by himself, and found a thin figure curled up in the corner under the window sill.

The figure spotted him and raised its head in panic.

Under the faint light, those amber eyes were soaked with tears, her makeup had already faded, and her face was pale.

Xie Chongyan's heart twitched inexplicably, and he whispered, "It's me, Cheng Fan."

When Cheng Fan found out that it was him, he turned his cheek gently away, wiped away his tears with his sleeve, and then turned around.

"You're here." He just said softly.

Xie Chongyan walked up to him and found that the clothes on his body were extremely thin, just simple silk fabrics, so he took off his coat and put it on him.

"Are you afraid?" Xie Chongyan stretched out his arms, "I'll hug you."

"Don't be afraid." The tears on Cheng Fan's cheeks were still wet, and he blocked them with his hands: "I can do it myself."

Holding the jacket on his shoulders, he tried to move his legs and feet, only to find that he was terribly stiff and unable to move at all.

After trying twice, he lowered his head and didn't speak.

Uncle Chen stood behind Xie Chongyan, looking anxiously at Cheng Fan.

At this time, Xie Chongyan leaned over, knelt on one knee with a height of 188, and moved his left arm lightly. He grabbed Cheng Fan's back and hugged him instantly.

In the night sky, the thick clouds disappeared.

Moonlight spilled into the room and fell on Xie Chongyan's back.

Cheng Fan looked up at him, but could only see the outline of his profile, the dark lights gradually disappeared, and the light of the corridor was on his face.

He fantasized countless times that someone could rescue himself from the attic.

This picture quietly overlaps with reality.

At this time, Xie Chongyan said in a deep voice, "Don't be afraid, go home."

Cheng Fan's forehead rested on Xie Chongyan's chest, suddenly his shoulders trembled slightly, and he cried softly.

"They locked me in the attic before, I was afraid of the dark."

Xie Chongyan's deep eyes were startled suddenly, his arms were tightened, and he looked at him silently.

When he got home, Cheng Fan was already asleep.

Putting him on the bed, Xie Chongyan received a call from the Queen's lawyer.

Lawyer Ma: "There is a problem with the title of the prenuptial agreement you signed with Cheng Fan, and you need to sign it again, otherwise the agreement you signed before will be invalid, and the divorce will not count."

Xie Chongyan looked at Cheng Fan's sleeping face: "Yes."

Lawyer Ma re-examined the agreement: "I need to confirm the ninth clause here with you. You should divorce Mr. Cheng in a year, right?"

Xie Chongyan thought for a moment: "It should."

Lawyer Ma: "OK, I'll send it to you later."

Before Xie Chongyan left, he covered Cheng Fan with a quilt.

At this time, Cheng Fan said vaguely: "I want to drink...milk tea."

...

It was already the next day when Cheng Fan woke up again.Xie Chongyan's suit jacket was still there beside the bed, reminding him of what happened last night.

He coughed twice, and when he got out of bed to drink water, he suddenly found a piece of red paper protruding from Xie Chongyan's suit pocket.

He pulled it out lightly, and found that it was written with the words he wrote in Liyu that day.

His mood was inexplicably weird, as if being blown by a gentle wind, with ripples.

Xie Chongyan actually picked up this piece of paper.

Last night, after Xie Chongyan took him into the car, he still hugged him.

Later, he seemed to have his head resting on Xie Chongyan's lap and fell asleep.

Thinking of the love letter again, he sighed.

Xie Chongyan wouldn't really like him.

The official performance was today. At noon, Uncle Chen accompanied Cheng Fan after dinner, and then sent him to the TV station again, but this time there were a few more people around him, including Secretary Qin.

Cheng Fan of the TV station finished putting on his makeup and said to Secretary Qin, "Did Xie Chongyan send you here?"

Secretary Qin nodded: "Mr. Xie is busy today and sent me to carry out the task."

On the way, Uncle Chen had already told Cheng Fan that he had found the mastermind behind the scenes. Cheng Fan guessed that Secretary Qin should have come here for this matter.

It was Cheng Fan's turn to play three more shows. It was still the same as yesterday, and everyone waited in the waiting area.

As soon as Cheng Fan entered, Lin Yuting glanced at him, and continued to cross his legs leisurely.But when he saw the person in charge of the TV station coming in with Secretary Qin, his eyes lit up, and he took the initiative to go over to say hello.

Ni Ta, the person in charge of the TV station, glanced at him and said bluntly: "You have been replaced, and Xiaolan will take over."

Lin Yuting immediately asked: "What do you mean?"

Secretary Qin looked at him in a suit and leather shoes, looking like an elite, "Mr. Lin, we will sue you for intentionally hurting someone last night."

"Intentionally hurt someone?"

"I'll go, no way."

Surprised voices sounded one after another, and Lin Yuting looked flustered: "Sue me? Did you make a mistake?"

Secretary Qin smiled slightly: "Surveillance is evidence, and a series of actions you have taken to open the gate have been recorded, which cannot be denied."

The person in charge of the TV station said politely: "Mr. Qin, we have terminated the contract with Lin Yuting, and you will handle it next."

Secretary Qin nodded: "Thank you." Then he looked at Lin Yuting, "Your company will know about our indictment soon, so be prepared."

After speaking, he walked up to Cheng Fan, "Master, it's your turn to take the stage, and I will handle the rest."

Lin Yuting stared blankly at Cheng Fan, sitting on a chair as if his whole body had been drained of strength.

Cheng Fan glanced at Lin Yuting, stopped looking at him, and prepared to go on stage.

The rest of the people started whispering about the newcomer's background.

Tonight's satellite TV grand ceremony, combined with five online platforms for live broadcast, attracted a lot of attention.

When the host announced the start of the solo dance program, the lights gathered at the center and the jade fan rose slowly.

This is a sad song.

A sound of string music was pulled up, and the people under the jade fan took off lightly. The beautiful mid-air jump and the stars and moon on the background screen instantly merged into one, and the elegant young master danced lightly.

The solo dance segment is originally a transition for fans and audiences. Everyone pays too much attention to popular stars. In this kind of program, they usually watch their mobile phones and scan Weibo.

But under the romantic and boundless moon and stars, the boy in white raised his fan to pray, and with the sound of compact string music, every part of his body from his fingertips to his body was full of flexibility and strength.

Every ounce of elegance and poignancy is spot on.

The barrage that was originally empty suddenly exploded.

[Who is this dancer?Lin Yuting? ]

[Can Lin Yuting dance like this?I do not believe. ]

[I can't see the little brother's face, the little brother dances so well. ]

[2 minutes, I want all the information about my little brother! ]

[I noticed the cast list just now, this little brother should be called Cheng Fan. ]

While everyone was talking, the people on the stage bent their backs and held a withered white flower in their mouths.

The camera suddenly zoomed in, and a close-up of Cheng Fan's face suddenly appeared on the screen.

One second, two seconds, the barrage went crazy.

[Fuck, it looks so good! ]

[This, this, the star of that company? ]

[Don't move the camera away!I still want to watch it. ]

[Do you think that this person is very similar to the little brother interviewed by K University! ]

#K大神仙小哥见了#, #小哥出现在春夏团式# topics emerged as the times require.

Bai Doudou, who was eating sugar, brushed the news on Weibo and rushed to the live broadcast room.

But at this moment, the dance is over.

On the screen, only Cheng Fan's profile remained.

Bai Doudou will never forget the state of mind she felt when she saw that stunning profile that day.

After the dance ended, the enthusiasm continued, and the entire Internet was talking about it.

Cheng An also has a show, and with others, there is a line of lyrics.While waiting, he only heard the name of the fairy brother, and didn't pay much attention.

It's nothing more than popularizing another starlet with no background.

Here, Cheng Fan changed his clothes and prepared to go home with Secretary Qin.He refused all interviews because Secretary Qin said that Xie Chongyan was waiting for him.

When walking towards the parking lot, Secretary Qin teased: "Young master, is it because Mr. Xie refused the interview?"

Cheng Fan stared at the words: "No, I'm tired."

Secretary Qin walked with him with an expression that I understood.Xie Chongyan drove the car himself today, and after sending Cheng Fan in, he and Uncle Chen drove away together.

Cheng Fan fastened his seat belt and found that Xie Chongyan had a packaged milk tea in his hand. Xie Chongyan handed it to him: "The company's new milk tea shop, they say it tastes good, I'll bring you a cup."

Cheng Fan was stunned for two seconds, then whispered: "Milk tea is easy to gain weight."

After finishing speaking, he quietly glanced at Xie Chongyan, picked it up, and put it on his lap.

"The other box is small biscuits. I heard they said that they should be soaked in it. It's delicious."

Cheng Fan carefully followed Xie Chongyan's method and looked focused, but his thoughts began to drift away.

Why is Xie Chongyan so nice to him suddenly?

Sending love letters, going to the TV station to rescue him, and buying desserts to coax him?

Cheng Fan was startled, his brows and eyes were a little tangled.

Xie Chongyan didn't want to pick on him, did he...