After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

After the big show, all the staff in the studio worked overtime for a few days before finishing and arranging all the follow-up work.

After discussing with Wang Rong, Ning An notified the finance department to add an extra month's salary to each person on top of the original year-end bonus.

For a while, the office cheered happily, and everyone swept away the fatigue and exhaustion of the past few days, and stood on the last post with joy.

The workload of the studio is heavy, and Ning An can decide most of the affairs by himself, but when encountering more important or critical problems, he still has to feed back to Wang Rong, who will make the final decision.

Years ago, Ning An flew to Italy with work to meet Wang Rong.

Wang Rong has bought real estate near Cheng Qian's residence.

The house is a standard Italian decoration, clean and tidy, a bit flashy.

But Wang Rong obviously didn't have much energy to redecorate, but cleverly adjusted the overall style of the room through soft decoration.

There is a guest room on the second floor that Wang Rong specially prepared for him, because in the future, whether it is because of study or work problems, he will probably fly here frequently.

There are all kinds of daily necessities at home, and a separate studio is set up on the second floor. The equipment that can be used in daily life is basically complete, and a lot of fabric accessories are also purchased, which are sorted and organized on the shelves.

Ning An roughly glanced at Wang Rong's workbench, and found that the work he had done during this time was not much less than when he was in China.

It happened to be noon in Italy when Ning An arrived, and Wang Rong took him out for lunch.

The two chatted about the progress of the work in the studio and some problems they encountered while eating.

Then Ning An asked Wang Rong if he planned to return to China during the Spring Festival?

This sentence somehow touched Wang Rong, he put down the tableware, lowered his eyes and wiped his fingers carefully.

He is thinner than when he was in China, but his posture is still calm and his smile is still warm. It is difficult to tell whether he is happy or unhappy from his expression.

"It depends." After putting down the napkin, he looked up at Ning An: "Probably not going back, because Cheng Qian probably won't go back."

Ning An nodded, but did not speak.

Wang Rong added: "Maybe I will live in Italy in the future."

"Teacher," Ning An said cautiously, "How are you and Cheng Qian doing now?"

After visiting Wang Rong's current residence, he was sure that with Wang Rong's current workload, he didn't have much time for dating.

"He doesn't see me, I rarely see him," Wang Rong was silent for a moment: "He often brings different people home."

Ning An remained silent. Wang Rong's elegance and gentlemanly style made it difficult for him to control the initiative in this emotional battle.

And Cheng Qian, with such a staunch personality...

If there is no special situation or external force to push these two people, I don't know when they will be entangled like this before they can see their hearts clearly.

He asked softly, "Have you thought about giving up?"

"Don't give up," Wang Rong smiled: "If I had to give up, I would have given up long ago. I already knew my choice. I will either live this life with Cheng Qian or alone."

After a while, he said again: "I am ready to live alone, but it is hard for you."

Ning An was slightly taken aback, and looked up at him.

On the contrary, Wang Rong was amused by his appearance: "In the future, you will probably fly on both sides frequently, and Feng Yun might have some objections."

"No," Ning An said immediately, "Although he's a bit childish, he can tell the difference."

Wang Rong smiled noncommittally, asked the waiter to settle the bill, and drove back.

Ning An was a little tired from the flight, but he wanted to stay up until night, so he drank two cups of black coffee, and then went straight into Wang Rong's studio.

The two talked about their work all afternoon, and Ning An also asked a lot of professional questions.

When it was over, it was already dark, and Wang Rong cooked pasta and opened a bottle of red wine.

Ning An drank a few more glasses while drinking while thinking about things. Wang Rong asked him funny, "Is the wine here delicious?"

Ning An leaned forward a little, put his chin on his hands and laughed: "Teacher, there is something I want to tell you, but it seems disrespectful to say it."

Wang Rong leaned back in the chair relaxedly, smiling slightly, he likes to be with Ning An, casual and comfortable: "Say it."

"Teacher," Ning An pursed his lips and looked at him seriously: "Have you ever thought that there is something wrong with the way you redeemed Cheng Qian?"

Wang Rong's expression froze slightly, and he wondered for a while, "Is there any better way?"

"Teacher," Ning An said, "I'll give you an idea, but you decide whether to do it or not."

Wang Rong looked at Ning An with a serious expression: "Say it."

"Teacher," Ning An's lips curled up, his eyes became secretive and dark, which made Wang Rong nervous and listened intently: "Next time Cheng Qian brings someone back, you just push that person away and take Cheng Qian back." Pull it to your side..."

He was silent for a while, and covered his face with his hands: "After pulling you over, you can decide whether to hug or kiss or something else, but remember to declare your sovereignty and tell that person that Cheng Qian is yours."

Looking at Wang Rong's wide eyes, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and laughed: "It's better that the man is very angry and beat you up, the harder the beating, the better."

Wang Rong was silent for a while, and Ning An worriedly asked: "Do you understand?"

Wang Rong put his hand on his forehead and laughed uncontrollably: "Does Feng Yun know that you are like this?"

Ning An also laughed and blinked: "I don't know, he is very simple and doesn't understand these things."

Innocence and childishness are the words used by Ning An to describe Feng Yun today.

This made Wang Rong feel that what he was talking about was not the Feng Yun he knew.

But he can also appreciate the happiness of the two of them from these words.

Ning An explained embarrassingly again: "Actually, I learned it from watching TV dramas with Aunt Liu when I went to Chu's house. They always like to watch this kind of TV series."

"However," he added, "I'm not asking you to lie to Cheng Qian. I just think that no matter what your relationship is going to be in the future, you need a chance to break the ice now. Only by breaking the deadlock can you proceed to the next step. It has always been like this , it may not be very good for you and him."

Wang Rong nodded with a smile, and said softly, "I'll try."

Ning An stayed in Italy for two days, and after discussing the problem with Wang Rong, he flew back without even looking around.

Because the new year is coming, and the "model" is about to wrap up.

On the day the movie finished, Ning An and Tan Wenyu went to the set to pick up Tian Xiaoci.

When Tian Xiaoci came out with a bag on his back and a suitcase, he couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Ning An and Qin Wenyu stepped forward to hug him from left to right, Tian Xiaoci said after being happy, "I feel like a prisoner who has just been released from prison."

Ning An was so teased by him that he bent over with a smile, while Tan Wenyu patted him on the back of the head: "What are you talking about?"

Tian Xiaoci still said seriously: "Really."

Ning An knew why he said that, because since Tian Xiaoci joined the group, he was in the group for food and lodging, and basically never came out.

For one thing, he is a newcomer, he doesn't have any endorsement contracts, he just needs to concentrate on making good movies, so he doesn't have to go out and make announcements like other artists do.

Secondly, he himself was afraid that if he came out often, he would disturb the state he had finally entered.

And thirdly, he can avoid Shen Qingchuan most effectively by staying in the crew.

It's just that I stayed here for a few months. When I first came out, didn't it look like I just got out of prison?

Ning An helped him throw the suitcase into the trunk, put his shoulders on his shoulders, and took them to eat delicious food.

Now that the three of them are well-known, he ordered a private restaurant with high privacy in advance.

The three of them ate and chatted. After eating, they were still unsatisfied, so they went to SOSO for a few more drinks.

Like thieves, the three of them sneaked up to the box on the second floor through the back door, and did not relax until they sat down.

They said they were chatting casually, but they actually talked a lot.

Tian Xiaoci hasn't played yet, and there is still some shadow of Meng Xiaoqun on him.

Recently, several top entertainment companies have offered him an olive branch, and several movie scripts have already entered his hands, and some more forward-looking brands have also contacted him to discuss endorsement matters.

It's just that Tian Xiaoci rejected all of them, because he finally decided to go out to study.

Except for the activities and promotion of the "Model" movie, he does not plan to take any other jobs for the time being.

And Qin Wenyu also promoted the TV station's Spring Festival Gala. Although the company had a lot of opinions, He Yi only had three days off for Chinese New Year, and they didn't want to waste their time on other places.

Only Ning An and Feng Yun were busy during the Chinese New Year, and only those in their thirties and the first day of the new year could take a short break for two days.

Until now, Tian Xiaoci still didn't know exactly where Ning An and Feng Yun had come, so Ning An smiled and said that it was "a fake show for real".

Tan Wenyu said, "To the point of being eaten and wiped clean."

Tian Xiaoci pursed his lips and smiled, his peach blossom eyes curved beautifully: "That's great, everyone around me is very happy."

They didn't get together for too long, because Tan Wenyu still had work when he went back at night, and Tian Xiaoci was worried that his mother would stay at home waiting for him to stay awake.

After all three of them drank, Tan Wenyu took a taxi back, while Ning An called a valet driver, took Tian Xiaoci home first, and then went back by himself.

Time always flies very, very fast when you are busy, and it is already the end of the year in the blink of an eye.

On the afternoon of 29, Ning An deliberately spared time to accompany Sun Lanxin.

He took her to the movies, bought popcorn and ice cream, and the mother and son ate while watching.

It was a funny New Year's film, and Sun Lanxin sat next to him and laughed happily.

Although the movie wasn't very good, Ning An couldn't help laughing when he saw her smile from the side.

Afterwards, he took her to the mall again, bought her clothes, skin care products and nutritional products, and took her to dinner in the evening.

After the meal, he took her to the gate of the community and was about to leave.

Sun Lanxin held his hand, her eyes were wet and she was in a stalemate with him for a long time, but Ning An was very persistent, so she finally let go of her hand helplessly.

Ning An and Feng Yun only had two days. Although they were finally divided into countless time fragments, they still felt it was very precious.

On New Year's Eve, the two cleaned up at home by themselves, went to the supermarket to buy new year's goods, and when they came back, Feng Yun chopped dumpling fillings, and Ning An prepared lunch.

In the evening, the two went to Chu's house for dinner. Chu Yayan returned to China for the New Year and brought them many gifts.

Ning'an in the Chu family has always been very relaxed. Liu Qing and Chu Yunhe have never interfered with the children's affairs, and they are very tolerant to play around with them.

After dinner, they went to visit Feng Ran again.

After receiving psychological treatment, Feng Ran's condition improved a lot. Feng Yun and Ning An talked with her for a while, and then left.

On the way back, fireworks began to explode in the sky. Big and big fireworks bloomed in the sky, illuminating the whole sky.

Feng Yun suddenly turned his head and asked Ning An: "Do you know what wish I made during the New Year last year?"

Ning An didn't know, so he shook his head. The colorful fireworks reflected in his eyes through the car window, making him look like an elf from a foreign land.

"What wish?" He asked with a smile, "Is it related to me?"

"Well," Feng Yun also laughed: "I made a wish at that time, hoping to get you in the new year."

Ning An was a little surprised, parted his lips, and exaggeratedly sighed after a long while: "Wow, so clever."

Feng Yun blinked and laughed out loud: "At that time you fell asleep on the swing chair, and I drank and wanted to do something bad, but I was afraid that you would get angry, so I thought, let's go next year, next year I must have you, and I must have the qualifications to do bad things."

Ning An turned his face out of the window, leaving only a small piece of soft and white cheeks and small earlobes, and his shoulders shaking while smiling at the car window.

Feng Yun pulled his hand over with his free hand, squeezed his palm, and asked, "Are you tired? You have to deal with so many things when you're with me."

"Not tired," Ning An said with a smile, "I am very happy, thank you Feng Yun."

"Thank me for what?" Feng Yun's lips curled up: "I want to hear it."

"We don't live in fairy tales, there must be imperfections, but because of you, those imperfections are made up for, and I am so happy." Ning An approached him and kissed his cheek: "Because I am very happy, so I Want to thank you."

Feng Yun was driving the car, even though he pursed his lips tightly, he still couldn't hold back his smile, and those deep eyes were as bright as if they contained the entire Milky Way.

After a long while, he looked at the fireworks exploding in front of him, and sighed: "The mouth is so sweet, I want to kiss you."

Ning An's pear dimples were on the corners of his lips, and his whole body was so sweet that his juices almost flowed out.

Feng Yun's Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was low: "I really want to kiss you."

As he spoke, he parked the car on the side of the road, leaned over and unfastened his seat belt, and hugged him.

Under the sky full of fireworks, they kissed sweetly, Feng Yun pressed the back of his head and held him tightly in his arms.

"You know what?" he said, "I think kissing under fireworks is also very romantic."

Ning An's eyes were moist and affectionate, he looked at him, his heart was burning hot, he couldn't help but asked him hoarsely: "Do you know what wish I want to make this year?"

Ning An shook his head and asked softly, "Do you want to tell me?"

Feng Yun smiled, lowered his head and kissed his eyes again: "No, it won't work if I say it now, I'll tell you later."

"Okay." Ning An moved forward a little, and pressed a kiss on his Adam's apple.

That night, Feng Yun had a dream, dreaming that the game company hadn't moved yet.

He remembered that it was December 12th, Christmas Eve, Ning An came to the game company to find him after a Christmas-themed show, and they were going to Yun to have dinner.

He went downstairs and saw Ning An smoking a cigarette leaning on his second-hand car.

He was wearing a conservative black cashmere coat with a small V-neck red sweater inside, necklaces stacked, and small rings on his ears. He looked ridiculous.

Seeing him coming down, he lowered his head and pinched his cigarette, then raised his head and smiled slightly at him, a little dimple was very shallow.

The warm yellow street lamp hit him, making his facial features and smile reveal some sweetness in the warmth.

From that moment on, his whole world became tender.

Feng Yun laughed in his dream, he subconsciously hugged the person in his arms tighter, and buried the tip of his nose into his black hair.

Even in his dream, he knew that because of his appearance, his world became warm and happy.

No matter how time changes, nothing can make him let go of the hand holding him, and nothing can make him let go of his warmth and happiness.

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