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An Jiu didn't know the consequences of his actions, but even if he knew, he probably wouldn't feel ashamed.

Whether it was the original owner or him, they had been tricked by the three members of An's family. An Jiu felt that he had no reason to help them out of emotion and reason. Not applauding was already his greatest restraint.

He is currently busy arguing with Patriarch Shan about the Chinese New Year issue.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, let me tell you, even if I die and jump out of the window, it is absolutely impossible to celebrate the New Year with them!" If An Jiu was really a cat, his tail would be blown up by now, and the coffee table in the hotel was destroyed. He made a "bang bang" sound.

The owner of the single family on the other side of the screen was also very helpless: "The ownership of the manor is indeed mine, but they are also single family members who grew up in the manor. I can't let them go home, right?"

"It's simple." An Jiu didn't hesitate, "I'll find a house to rent right now. Doesn't Xinghong provide artist dormitories? At worst, where can I live!"

"No." Patriarch Shan refused more decisively than him, and explained sternly, "If you move out to live, with their brain circuits, they will definitely feel that there is something wrong with our relationship. I haven't lived a happy life."

Not even a month after the death of her husband, Shan Chan married Song Song, a poor boy who was pregnant with her deceased husband's child, which left a deep psychological shadow on them. Paternity test.

But Shan Boning and his own father have exactly the same personality, Shan Wei and the others couldn't help worrying that Shan Boning and An Jiu would also have some bloody incidents.

"You don't have to entertain them at that time." Patriarch Shan, who was tough just now, softened his tone, "My uncles and aunts grew up in the manor, and they are much more familiar with it than you. There are also Aunt Zhang and Uncle Qian. Busy, just say hello, nothing else needs to be done."

If An Jiu believed his nonsense so easily, he would not have even left any scum in his previous life.

"Oh, you think I'm stupid?" He sneered, "You don't have to do anything to say hello, do you think I'll believe you?"

It's really impossible. Based on Shan Boning's understanding of his group of pig teammates, they will definitely surround An Jiu and ask for his warmth. They are afraid that An Jiu will be wronged and hold back in his heart, and An Jiu's character...

He couldn't ignore them at all, whether he wanted to or not, at least An Jiu would definitely look like he could do everything well, so perfect that no one could make a mistake.

"Are you planning to exhaust me to death?" But in front of Shan Boning, An Jiu's bad temper was fully exposed. He knocked on the coffee table angrily, with such force that even Patriarch Shan couldn't help worrying, whether this fragile coffee table could bear it Got Anjiu's anger.

"I will warn them not to bother you." Shan Boning surrendered, at worst threatening them with pocket money.

Although the shares were distributed according to Mr. Shan's will, these people were too prodigal, and [-]% of the dividends were put on Shan Boning's emergency, so that they would not lose their pants one day.

So no matter how much they wanted to be pretentious, they didn't dare to really make Shan Boning angry, otherwise the pocket money would be gone.

An Jiu rolled his eyes, because he made everyone unhappy, An Jiu felt that he didn't have such a big face.

"Forget it, chatting with people won't kill you." An Jiu complained in his heart after clearly vowing to eat salted fish, "It's a big deal that the annual leave is gone."

The vacation he got from Mo Hong with the reason that "Chinese New Year is a vacation" was gone in a snap, not even a scum left.

An Jiu pouted: "Hang up."

After speaking, he hung up the video before waiting for Shan Boning's response.

Patriarch Shan, who is still in another country, feels a little regretful. He should talk to An Jiu about other things before talking about this matter.

At the end of the day, I don't have much time to video with my lover, and from time to time, because An Jiu wants to film a movie or he has a meeting to cancel, this time, because of this reason, An Jiu hung up the video, the head of the family is a little upset.

It's not incomprehensible that An Jiu doesn't want to stay at home and get along with other people. Even though An Jiu seems to be used to being gentle and kind to others, he still doesn't like socializing and pretending.

Habits and liking are two different things, just like Shan Boning himself, although he works overtime every day and travels all over the world for work, but he is also calculating how long he will be able to retire every day.

Shan Boning tapped his knuckles lightly on the desk. In fact, he worked a lot of overtime during this period, so it wasn't impossible to go back before the New Year.

Not only can we celebrate the new year with An Jiu, but also let Shan Wei and the others not pester An Jiu, the best of both worlds.

The head of the Shan family who made up his mind turned on the computer again in the early morning and began to look at the files.

The assistant secretary of the head of the family and the person in charge of the branch are still sleeping soundly at this time. They don't know yet that they are about to fall into hell-level overtime because their boss wants to go back early to make his sweetheart happy.

May God bless their hairlines.

After An Jiu passionately hung up the video, someone knocked on the door of the lounge. He was going to shoot a night scene today, so he didn't go back at all. After the crew had dinner, before it was time, he asked Shan Patriarch if he had time for the video.

Tsk, if I knew it earlier, I went straight to bed. An Jiu felt upset in his heart. He really didn't like socializing with people and felt tired.

But it seems that this fire shouldn't be addressed to Shan Boning, but if he doesn't address Shan Patriarch, An Jiu can only smile on the surface, and scratch the wall of his room at night.

So should he apologize to Shan Boning a little?

After An Jiu thought about it seriously for a few seconds...

Hey, it's such a complicated question, we'll discuss it later, now Young Master An is going to film!

Bai Lu, who had just finished filming a scene where the male and female protagonists broke up, poured himself two bottles of mineral water. An Jiu probably guessed what was going on. He heard Bai Lu's sad and painful roar just now from far away.

Listening to the throat.

"Cousin." Bai Lu raised his eyes to see him, grabbed An Jiu's clothes, and cried hoarsely with a painful expression, "It's not easy to be an actor. Huh, I've acted four times, and I cried four times." Over and over again, I feel like my throat is ruined!"

"Good boy." An Jiu patted Bai Lu's dog's head and comforted him with a little pity, "Go back and sing if you can't stand it."

"I don't!" Bai Lu said stubbornly, "Anyway, no matter how popular I am in singing, I can't compare with my dad and the others. All of them are certified by various associations in their teens. I'm just a waste. Why don't I change my career to avoid defeat? my family's reputation."

During this period of time, An Jiu finally understood why Bai Lu, who was born in a musical family, wanted to change his career to become an actor.

His request to join an internationally renowned association of young violinists was rejected again, but Yu Shan, a former classmate, successfully joined the association as early as in college.

After knowing this result, Bai Lu's mentality collapsed so much that he stopped singing altogether and became an actor. Anyway, his Bai family has no precedent of being an actor, and no one said he was insulting his family.

"What do you care about?" An Jiu was puzzled. "Your parents don't care if you have an association or not. Why did you change your career because of other people's gossip?"

"Cousin, you have such a good attitude." Bai Lu sighed, "I know they don't care, but I do. You see, I haven't achieved much since I was a child, and they still treat me as a trash. Bao, but I also want to achieve something, at least stop those who love to gossip."

An Jiu couldn't understand the troubles that only stupid children who grew up in a happy family would have in his life.

After he responded lightly, he stayed aside and let Bai Lu spit out his bitterness on him like a trash can, replying from time to time to prove that he was listening.

An Jiu couldn't help but wonder, if that woman knew what she became later on, would she be happy or angry?

She should be very angry. She clearly hopes that her son can use his talents to benefit the society like her, and fulfill her unfulfilled wish.

If it weren't for the unlucky encounter with the scumbag father in the first mission, she should be a very good policeman, and she would not encounter the following things, let alone lose her life.

Of course, he wouldn't be born either. An Jiu touched the pale pink scar on his neck. In fact, he didn't really want to be born.

It doesn't feel good to have a knife to your neck from the person you trust the most.

"Brother Jiu, it's your turn." Xiaomi's voice interrupted his memory, "Why are you here so early, I'm going to the lounge to call you."

"Come here when nothing happens." An Jiu easily broke free from the memory, it has nothing to do with him anyway, it is already another life in another world, it has nothing to do with him now, "Hurry up, I'll finish work early Can sleep for two hours."

After all, there was a nagging monster in the family who kept nagging him to go to bed early and get up early to pay attention to his body. If he didn't take a good rest, he would be punished if he got sick, An Jiu snorted softly.

But for the next half a month or so, that long-winded monster didn't have much time to video with An Jiu, and occasionally he had to go back to the meeting when he was free and couldn't chat for two dollars.

"I'm sorry Xiaojiu, I have to go to the field for half an hour." In fact, it is not necessary for the head of the family to go, but if it is arranged for the people below, who knows how long they will delay, Shan Boning is in a hurry now. I want to go home to spend the New Year with my partner, and I don't have time to waste with them.

"What time is it at your place?" An Jiu frowned. He had to work so early. Is the head of the Shan family the boss or the worker?

"Hey, I've been busy recently." Shan Boning felt a little guilty when he said this, it's a trivial matter to go back early, and he has other things that need to take more time, but he doesn't plan to let An Jiu know about them for the time being.

Please allow Patriarch Shan, who has been tossed and teased by An Jiu every day, to feel a little bit of revenge.

"Okay, anyway, I've been busy with filming recently." Some time ago because of a broken bone, the director moved his parts to the later stage. Now the parts of other actors are almost completed, and the rest are his parts, that is, Said that An Jiu had to be busy from morning till night.

Fortunately, his wound has recovered well, so the progress will not be affected by this.

"Okay." Shan Boning heaved a sigh of relief. It's definitely not okay to neglect An Jiu for the sake of work, but this side has to speed up the progress, and the other side has to hide An Jiu's knowledge. Patriarch Shan feels a little bit of pressure.

An Jiu's minimum requirement for him is not to lose his hair, but if this continues, Shan Boning feels that the day when he is knocked out by An Jiu and tied to the hospital for hair transplantation is not far away.

This attitude obviously means that something is hidden from him, An Jiu narrowed his eyes, in fact, he doesn't really need his partner to report on his daily routine, as long as Shan Boning is not doing something he shouldn't be doing, it's fine.

"You're not doing anything to apologize to me, are you?" An Jiu asked him suspiciously, "I always feel that your attitude is not quite right recently."

"Your delusion." Shan Boning didn't change his expression, "I can swear on Shan Zhule's hair, it's absolutely impossible."

"Really?" An Jiu just stared at the other party with a pair of sparkling and affectionate peach blossom eyes, and even the slightest bit soft-hearted couldn't bear to lie in front of him.

But Shan Boning held back, his expression remained the same: "Really."

"Okay." An Jiu looked away seemingly disinterestedly, "Then I'll hang up, it's late, go back to sleep, don't lose your hair."

Why is An Jiu so obsessed with hair?Patriarch Shan, whose hair is still very thick, felt the pressure ahead of time, and began to think about such profound issues when he was only 30 years old.

After hanging up the phone, An Jiu immediately dialed Shan Guyu's number. Last time, this internet addict begged An Jiu to remember to take him away after he recovers from his injury, so he insisted on exchanging contact information with An Jiu.

Maybe you can find out something from that kid, An Jiu smiled like a little fox who just ate a chicken, his tail was about to stick up with pride.

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