I kicked the male lead away

When Fang Zhilan woke up, the sun was already bright.

Su Yihe beside him has also disappeared.

Fang Zhilan couldn't help shivering when she vaguely remembered that she seemed to be hugging her last night and refused to let go, and was still talking in her sleep.

I have heard of people who kill people in their sleep, but they have never seen someone like me courting death in their sleep. It is really courageous.

She made up her mind that Fang Zhilan would not dare to sleep on the same bed as Su Yihe even if her bed was splashed with sulfuric acid, not to mention being wet with water.

After all, life is precious, especially a rare second life.

She was muttering in her heart when the servant who tidied up the room opened the door and entered.

Seeing Fang Zhilan who was sitting on the edge of the bed with her head bowed in thoughts, she seemed a little shocked. She looked around and confirmed that this was Su Yihe's bedroom before she said, "Miss Fang..."

"Ah!" Fang Zhilan was suddenly awakened from her own world, she raised her head suddenly, and was relieved when she saw that it was the cleaning aunt, "It's Aunt Zhao, what's the matter?"

Fang Zhilan has lived here for a few days, and has gradually become familiar with the servants of the Su family, but she doesn't have much communication with her at ordinary times, seeing her suddenly calling her, she can't help but feel a little puzzled.

"Did you sleep here last night?" Aunt Zhao was more puzzled than she was.

"Yeah." Fang Zhilan was a little embarrassed, and replied with a smile, "Yesterday I accidentally got water on my own bed, and there is no other bed..."

"No other beds?"

"That's right." Fang Zhilan didn't understand why Aunt Zhao asked this suddenly, "Miss Su said, just let me sleep with her, is there any problem, Aunt Zhao?"

The servant who was stunned in place was struck by lightning, and immediately realized what he had asked, and hurriedly laughed a few times: "It's nothing, I just asked casually."

Then he said casually: "Our young lady has already gone out in the morning, if you have anything to do, Miss Fang, just call me anytime."

"Yeah." Although Fang Zhilan was a little dazed, she didn't want to think about it, so she went back to her bedroom to wash and change clothes and went downstairs.

As expected, there was no one in the room, so I don't know what Su Yihe was busy with.

Fang Zhilan didn't like to eat dry toast, so she opened the refrigerator to find two eggs, smashed them and mixed them well, then added flour.

When the flour and eggs are blended until the consistency is just right, add seasonings and washed chopped scallions.

Prepare the raw materials, heat the pan again, brush a layer of oil, and when the oil is hot, pour all the egg liquid mixed with flour.

The oil in the pot made a rattling sound, Fang Zhilan carefully held the handle of the pot, and turned the egg liquid inside.

Soon, a round egg pancake was spread out. Fang Zhilan turned the pancake over with a spatula and heated it evenly.

Then he turned off the heat, and while the omelet was heating up with the residual heat from the bottom of the pot, he made himself a glass of milk.

It only took six or seven minutes to finish all this, and she felt a sense of accomplishment. She brought the omelette and milk on the plate to the coffee table in the living room, sat cross-legged on the carpet, and started to face the sun.

Eat a mouthful of pancakes, drink a mouthful of milk, and then dry the milk on the corners of your lips. Sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows that are wiped clean and almost invisible, watching the shadows of trees swaying in the courtyard.

Ah, what a beautiful day~~

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Su Yihe on the other side was not as relaxed as her.

Going out early in the morning is to go to the Mu's Group for a meeting to discuss investment matters.

The Su family and the Mu family are family friends. As the two leading enterprises in city a and even the whole country, they compete with each other, but they also check and balance each other. The reason why they can maintain this delicate relationship is the marriage relationship from generation to generation.

For example, Mu Tingyao, the eldest son of the Mu family of this generation, and Su Yihe, the jewel in the palm of the Su family.In the eyes of everyone, they have long been a pair of Bi people, only the so-called ceremony is missing.

Therefore, as soon as Su Yihe arrived at the Mu's Group building, the sharp-eyed receptionist saw him and immediately bowed and greeted him politely: "Miss Su."

"Yeah." Su Yihe nodded in response, without squinting, he stepped on his high heels and walked towards the elevator.

The magnificently decorated lobby has undergone a renovation at some point. A series of electronic screens are hung in the corridor of the elevator entrance, which seems to be taken very seriously.

Su Yihe didn't even have it when she came back. As a partner, she naturally slowed down and checked carefully.

The manager beside her hastily explained: "The photos on the screen show our company's gold medal employees, and they are aimed at commending those who have contributed to the development of the group."

For example, the first middle-aged man in a suit was the sales manager who won the entire Southeast Asian market.

Looking back, there are also technical personnel who have applied for a large number of patents for the company.

Su Yihe watched intently, occasionally nodding his head.

Just walking slowly, the sound of high heels tapping stopped abruptly, and Su Yihe's footsteps stopped in place, stopping in front of a screen.

The manager hurriedly looked up to see who was on it.

The girl on the screen is smiling like a flower, her small cheeks are dimpled, her eyes are shining with light, and her long seaweed-like hair is spread out like waves, looking towards the unknown front.

Seeing this photo, the manager's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum: "This one needs no introduction, but he's a big star."

Indeed, no introduction is needed, after all, she was still asleep in her bed last night, Su Yihe thought to himself.

She almost forgot that Fang Zhilan was an entertainer under Mu Tingyao.

Or the head artist of Mu's Group...

In the early years, the Mu family did not do business in the entertainment industry. On the contrary, Su Yihe, as the first to perceive the business opportunities, registered an artist agency, and began to sign contracts with some well-behaved small Internet celebrities.

Driven by Su Yihe, Mu Tingyao also led the company's decision-makers to plan a development route for entertainment.

Different from Su Yihe's profit model of spreading the net widely and then sharing dividends, Mu's wants to cultivate big stars who can bring huge profits, not small artists.

Therefore, every newcomer signed is screened layer by layer. First of all, they must be from professional colleges, with the most natural face, natural breasts, and eye-catching eyes of the audience. In the end, there are very few people left.

Even if the conditions are so harsh, let alone a newcomer, even an old man who has been in the entertainment industry for many years will want to squeeze in.

Because with Mu's financial resources, the resources that can be given are really too tempting.

When others were fighting over a piece of cake crumbs, Mrs. Mu was able to hand over the whole cake to his artist.

It can be said that Fang Zhilan, a fledgling young artist, was able to achieve today's achievements, thanks to Mu's generous resources and money to support her.

And this photo is facing the elevator door. Every time someone enters or exits, they will look at this smiling face.

Su Yihe didn't know what to think of, his face darkened.

Oops, the manager thought something was wrong, and the alarm bells sounded.

He was patronizing Fang Zhilan, a big celebrity in Deyi Company, but he forgot that the person in front of him was the nominal fiancee of his immediate boss.

You know, some time ago, the scandal between Fang Zhilan and Boss Mu Da was spread all over the city.

Although these rich people are just playing their own way even after they get married, at least they want face.

Seeing a big photo of his rival in his fiancé's company, still so bright and beautiful, even a woman would have to hold a grudge.

Sweat was dripping on his forehead unconsciously, thinking about how to end it.

Unexpectedly, Su Yihe looked at it for a while, but didn't say much, and turned to enter the elevator.

The manager behind him was terrified, and followed Su Yihe, thinking about replacing Fang Zhilan's photo at any time.

Upstairs, Su Yihe walked into the CEO's office, just sat down, Mu Tingyao also arrived at the company, went upstairs and opened the door of the office.

Seeing that Su Yihe was already waiting inside, he was slightly taken aback, as if a little surprised: "It's so early?"

"Yeah." Su Yihe took the coffee handed by his assistant, flipped through the documents in his hand, "I came here when I woke up early."

Of course she wouldn't say it was because when she woke up in the morning, she saw Fang Zhilan hanging on her body like a koala, so she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Just go to work early.

Mu Tingyao was wearing a black suit and a dark blue tie today. His black hair was combed meticulously. His brows and eyes were already deep. Su Yihe looked up and understood why so many girls liked him, his so-called fiancé.

Not to mention that he is rich and powerful, I am afraid that even if he is down and out on the street, there will be a lot of people vying to support him.

What about Fang Zhilan?Su Yihe suddenly thought of it.

Yuqing, she is an inexperienced little girl, it's only normal to like good-looking skins.

Yu Li, Mu Tingyao is the person in charge of the entire Mu Group, and also Fang Zhilan's immediate boss. If you follow him, let alone the entertainment industry, you can get whatever you want.

Su Yihe knew from a young age that when she grew up, her only marriage partner would be Mu Tingyao.

Because of family reasons, the two are not so much an unmarried couple as they are business partners who are in the same boat.

If there is no accident, she will indeed marry Mu Tingyao smoothly, and then give birth to an heir...

Su Yihe seemed to be calmly stirring the coffee, and unconsciously squeezed the handle of the cup with his fingers.

She raised her eyes slightly, and looked at Mu Tingyao who was sitting opposite her.

At this time, he was looking down at the document, and suddenly stretched out his long five fingers to turn a page, tilting his head slightly, revealing a side.

Su Yihe's breath stagnated, thinking of the news report on the two people's night party, which also had the same angle.

At that time, she just took a casual glance and slid over, not interested in Mu Tingyao's night party with He Ren.

It was only later that I heard that he seemed to be driven away, so I became a little curious, so I stopped by Fang Zhai to take a look, and then picked up Fang Zhilan who was being chased by Fang Zhengyuan.

Although the girl was sitting on the wall and confronting people, her eyes were still shining, her voice was loud, and she looked quite interesting, so she helped her out.

I didn't expect to help her, but now I seem to be hurting myself.

"What's wrong?" Sensing her gaze, Mu Tingyao put down the document in his hand, leaned back slightly, and raised his head to ask.

"It's nothing." Su Yihe put away the look in his eyes well, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "I just suddenly remembered that when I was taking the elevator just now, I heard two new interns discussing that Mr. Mu was better than the one on TV. Xiao Xianrou looks much better, so I couldn't help but look at it a few more times."

Mu Tingyao is obviously used to this kind of praise, and doesn't take it seriously. He raised his thick eyebrows slightly: "Go ahead and watch, anyway, after marriage, you still have more opportunities to watch."

Hearing that he took the initiative to bring up the marriage, Su Yihe felt a sudden discomfort in his stomach, suppressed it, rubbed the coffee cup in his hand, and smiled half-smile: "You don't seem to have any dissatisfaction with this marriage?"

"Dissatisfied?" Mu Tingyao didn't seem to understand what she said, "Su Mu's family is well matched, and you are not an ugly person, why are you dissatisfied?"

Su Yihe had already guessed that he would answer in this way, Su Yihe was not surprised, and asked casually: "I know that you think of me as a partner worthy of a property union, and there is no love between men and women. Anyone you like?"

Hearing her question, Mu Tingyao's complexion suddenly sank, he paused the hand holding the document, and spit out two words: "No."

The tone was firm, as if it was specifically for Su Yihe, but also for himself.

He suddenly pulled his tie irritably and leaned back on the sofa: "Why did you suddenly think of asking this today?"

"When I think about it, just ask." Su Yihe didn't seem to see the change in his expression, and his face was calm, but his heart was full of storms, and he continued to ask calmly, "Then what do you like?" type?"

It would seem absurd for ordinary unmarried couples to ask this question, but Su Yihe and Mu Tingyao have known each other since childhood, and they have long regarded each other as the most trustworthy partners, not lovers.

"The type I like..." Mu Tingyao thought it was funny, and wanted to say no, but for some reason, a figure vaguely appeared in his mind, and he blurted out unconsciously, "It can't be too tall, and it can't be too short."

"Be thin, but also in good shape."

"The hair is very long, you have to like to smile, and it's best if you have dimples or pear dimples when you smile."

"It's better to have white skin..."

It is often said that when you ask a person what type he likes, the more detailed he describes it, it actually means that he already has someone he likes, but he described it with reference to this object.

Maybe even Mu Tingyao didn't realize it, but Su Yihe's expression darkened the more he listened, and he matched the image he described with the photo opposite the elevator entrance.

She clearly still had a gentle smile on her face, but her eyes turned into frost-cold inch by inch.

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By the time the meeting ended, it was already noon.

According to the usual practice, Mu Tingyao had already ordered his secretary to book a restaurant and have dinner with Su Yihe.

It's just that this time it was unexpected, she actually turned down the invitation for the first time.

The reason given is impeccable: "I have a new kitten at home, and she is very delicate. I'm afraid she won't eat when I'm not at home."

The image Su Yihe left for the Mu Group has always been approachable and gentle, so the secretary did not suspect him, and joked with a smile: "When will Miss Su be free, bring this cat out to let everyone get acquainted with it." .”

"Sorry." Su Yihe nodded slightly, the corners of his lips still maintained a smile, "This cat at home is very familiar, I'm afraid there is no chance."

Turning around and getting into the car, the driver, Mr. Zhang, asked thoughtfully, "Miss, do you still want to go to the spa you often go to?"

"No need." Su Yihe shook his head, "Go home directly."

Added: "My own home."

Lao Zhang understood, and the car drove towards the villa in the suburbs.

When Su Yihe returned to the villa and opened the door, he saw Fang Zhilan sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, lying on the yoga mat, leaning on the yoga ball, sleeping soundly.

She glanced at the kitchen, and it seemed that she didn't even eat lunch.

The spring sunshine in the afternoon was not scorching, but with a comforting warmth, it slanted down through the window and landed on Fang Zhilan's face.

Su Yihe took off his high heels and walked over, looking down condescendingly, he could clearly see even the fine hairs on Fang Zhilan's face.

Red in white, like a sweet and juicy peach.

Xu felt the staring eyes, Su Yihe woke up in a daze, rubbed his eyes, raised his head, and said softly, "Well, you're back?"

"Yeah." Su Yihe turned his head away, his throat seemed to move, and then he asked, "Why didn't you eat?"

Fang Zhilan hadn't woken up yet, turned over and knelt on the yoga mat, speaking indistinctly: "Tomorrow...the machine will be turned on...can't eat..."

She also suddenly remembered when she was basking in the sun after breakfast that she would turn on the phone tomorrow, and by then her face would be all over her body, and she would be pointed at by the camera.

It is said that after a star is on camera, her body will be fattened by the camera, so she doesn't want to be too ugly.

It just so happened that the yoga supplies purchased online were delivered suddenly, so Fang Zhilan started exercising in a mess.

Then I get sleepy while doing it...

Feeling like being caught for being lazy, Fang Zhilan scratched her face embarrassingly, her head was about to smoke from the sun.

For the convenience of exercise, she tied double ponytails, and her slightly curly long hair hung down to her chest.

With his head down, he looked secretly annoyed, innocent and pitiful, which made Su Yihe feel like he had done something heinous.

When Fang Zhilan was in a daze with her hair down, a hand hung down in front of her, palm facing up.

Looking up, it was Su Yihe who bent over her and said patiently: "Get up first, the ground is cold."

"Yeah." Fang Zhilan smiled sweetly, her eyes bent into crescents, and she took her own hand.

Su Yihe's mood also rose at first, but when he saw the dimples on her lips, the smile on her face stopped abruptly, and the color of her eyes became deeper and deeper.

Due to height restrictions, Fang Zhilan couldn't notice Su Yihe's expression without raising her head. She turned her body solemnly, bent her knees and stretched her calf muscles.

In the last two meals, Fang Zhilan didn't cook by herself, and ate vegetable salad with Su Yihe.

Even though she ate with a frown, Su Yihe could at least see something of a celebrity from her.

Finally couldn't help but asked: "Didn't the company assign you a nutritionist?"

"Yes." Fang Zhilan recalled the original plot, but it seemed that Ye Mingzhi dismissed the nutritionist because he thought the dishes made by the nutritionist were still too high in calories.

Thinking of returning to the claws of the terrorist agent tomorrow, Fang Zhilan couldn't help but flinch, and told the truth.

After hearing this, Su Yihe's face was so dark that water dripped out.

"But it's okay." Fang Zhilan smiled honestly, showing a row of white teeth, "She can't keep an eye on me for 24 hours. When she's gone, I can still eat."

How stupid to be sold and help count the money, Su Yihe thought to himself.

Not only do you have to help people pay, but you also have to help people pack.

After eating, Fang Zhilan began to pack the boxes.

The start-up is at the Huadian, and the hotel has already been booked. If there is no accident, you will have to stay for at least a few months.

Alas~ Fang Zhilan complained while packing her things.

The current costume dramas are really stinky and long, which made me wander in the crew for so long.

When Fang Zhilan came here, she only brought a box, but the courier received a lot that day, it was completely impossible to take them all away.

After thinking about it, she tiptoed to Su Yihe's study.

While working, a small round head suddenly popped out of the door, Su Yihe knew who it was without looking closely.

If there was nothing wrong, Fang Zhilan would never take the initiative to look for her, so Su Yihe put down the work in hand, and said straightforwardly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Susu?" Fang Zhilan called out flatteringly, seeing her staring at him with a half-smile and not speaking, she changed her name, "Yiyi?"

Still no movement.

"Hehe?"

Su Yihe finally couldn't bear it anymore, got up and walked over: "What's the matter?"

"That's the one..." Fang Zhilan scratched at the door frame with some embarrassment, "I can't move all my things at once, can I put some of them here with you first?"

if not?

Su Yihe was about to laugh angrily at her.

It turned out that her idea was to leave cleanly.

It's beautiful to think about.

Su Yihe's face remained expressionless: "Let me help you clean up and see what you need to bring."

"Thank you then." Fang Zhilan was overjoyed, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

With the help of an expert like Su Yihe who often travels on business, it must be much easier, Fang Zhilan thought happily.

But soon, she couldn't laugh anymore.

"This." Su Yihe took out the laptop, "You can't bring it, the hotel is not safe."

"And these." Su Yihe took out the whole set of daisy jewelry from the box, "It's too expensive, don't bring it, you are going to film a movie, not a catwalk."

"This." Fang Zhilan's switch hidden in her clothes was also taken out, "Read more scripts when you have time, and stop thinking about playing games."

Almost most of the things were "detained" by Su Yihe on the grounds that they were useless or inconvenient to carry.

Fang Zhilan looked at the lonely box full of clothes and basic cosmetics, and she was about to cry, the tears almost didn't fall.

It's not like she's going to film a movie here, she's obviously going to Beijing to rush for an exam.

Su Yihe, who had packed everything up, was extremely satisfied, and still smiled gently and generously: "Don't worry, I will take care of everything for you, everything is indispensable."

They kept Fang Zhilan's favorite or valuable things, so I'm not afraid that she won't come back.