I kicked the male lead away

With a click, Fang Zhilan opened the door, her hand still on the doorknob, and looked up at Su Yihe in front of her.

She was wearing a dark suit, with a straight body and a black tote bag. She looked like she had just come out of the office.

Standing with Fang Zhilan who was dressed in light-colored home clothes, they were extremely harmonious.

Not seeing each other for a few days, Su Yihe's aura seemed to be much stronger, Fang Zhilan tilted her head: "You are here, come in quickly."

He also graciously found out the slippers in the hotel and handed them to Su Yihe, helping her take the bag.

Unexpectedly, Su Yihe would come as soon as he said it, Fang Zhilan was a little confused, if she was really just as hypocritical as in the original text, she wouldn't be so caring about herself.

But no matter what, the Su Yihe in front of him was completely separated from the second female in the original text that Fang Zhilan read.

No one will act to such an extent.

Maybe in the future the two will still have a real confrontation, but she can no longer treat her as a simple villain, at least for now, they are friends.

With a soft sigh in his heart, Fang Zhilan said: "The apartment is relatively small, you can rest on the sofa for a while, the food will be ready soon."

Then he served the washed fruit and went into the kitchen by himself.

Su Yihe looked around the room calmly. The room was not big, but it was also tidy and tidy by Fang Zhilan. There was still her script on the table.

She picked it up and flipped through it. It was all marked by Su Yihe with a colored pen, and there were comments beside it.

For example, "I discussed with the director here, it should not be too enchanting, it is best to be pure in the enchanting." "When crying, be careful not to move too much, otherwise the acting will appear contrived." "This scene seems to have to kneel for a long time, I want Don't make it easy for yourself to kneel?"

Thinking of the way she was talking to herself while reading the script, Su Yihe couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips slightly, turned a few pages, and the plot jumped to the scene where the red rose seduces Tanhualang.

Fang Zhilan eloquently pasted a post-it note and wrote a long line of words: "Tan Hua Lang, young and ambitious, handsome and talented, may I ask which concubine doesn't want to seduce, let go! The director said, this scene is about to be extremely Being ambiguous, showing Su Chaomu's purest beauty and allure, no one can stop him."

Su Yihe's face darkened, he closed the script with a snap, got up and went to the kitchen.

The purest beauty and allure, unstoppable?

In the kitchen, Fang Zhilan's cooking was almost done, and she was cooking the last tomato and shrimp soup.

The bright red tomatoes were cut into small dices, and were gently held together by her white and tender fingertips. Fang Zhilan's nails were dyed the color of cardamom for filming, so delicate and dazzling.

Hearing movement behind her, she turned her head and smiled showing a row of white teeth: "It will be fine soon, just wait a few minutes."

As he spoke, he added all the diced tomatoes into the pot of hot oil, and the sound of the explosion between the oil and the water suddenly sounded.

In order not to be splashed by the oil, Fang Zhilan leaned back, but kept stirring with the spatula in her hand.

Returning the demon concubine, Su Yihe leaned on the door with his arms around and watched, which demon concubine would cook such a dish for a meal.

When the tomatoes were cooked and the juice came out, Fang Zhilan hurriedly poured the prepared water into the pot.

For a while, the fiery voices in the kitchen quieted down again, Fang Zhilan covered the pot, and leaned over to serve other dishes: "Okay, you go and sit down first, you can eat now."

"I'll help you." Of course Su Yihe would not really sit and wait, but walked in to help serve the dishes.

A plate of green vegetables was placed on the plate, it didn't look heavy, Su Yihe casually picked it up with his right hand.

"Hey!" Fang Zhilan was so anxious that she didn't have time to speak. Sure enough, the freshly cooked dish was still hot through the porcelain plate. Su Yihe picked it up for only two seconds, but his fingertips were burned, and his hands loosened subconsciously. With a bang, even the vegetables fell to the ground and split in two.

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Fang Zhilan looked at Su Yihe, only to see that she pursed her lips and said nothing.

Silence, silence is the kitchen tonight, and the tomato and shrimp soup is also silent for Su Yihe.

"Are you okay?" Fang Zhilan quickly grabbed her hand, looked at the red marks on it, put it under the faucet and turned on the water.

Only then did Su Yihe realize what she had just done, lowered her eyes, and saw Fang Zhilan staring at her fingers with concern.

And her fingers, which were gently wrapped in her palm, were all wet by the running water.

Fang Zhilan's face was full of concern, and she didn't notice Su Yihe's scrutiny at all.

So, her face was captured by Su Yihe's eyes.

Clean hair, curled long eyelashes, blinking occasionally, the row of eyelashes is like a piece of light butterfly wings, ready to fly.

"Sorry." Suddenly, Su Yihe whispered.

"What's the matter?" Fang Zhilan said brightly, took out a clean towel to wipe her and Su Yihe's hands, "It's a big deal to eat less."

Alas, it's normal for a child from a rich family not to be able to serve food by herself, she was negligent...

"Okay." Fang Zhilan found cool oil from the medicine box and applied it on her, "You just sit down, and I'll do it."

Looking at Su Yihe obediently sitting on the sofa, Fang Zhilan felt a sense of accomplishment, and realized for the first time that she could take care of her.

She was busy, and brought out all the prepared meat and vegetable dishes. At this time, the soup happened to be boiling, and Fang Zhilan filled a small bowl for Su Yihe without any hassle: "Have a sip of soup first, to warm your stomach."

When she was doing this, Su Yihe watched without moving.

For convenience, Fang Zhilan casually tied a round haircut, revealing a slender and fair neck. Her whole body was clean and fresh, and at a glance, it was like a ray of breeze blowing on her face.

Su Yihe's hand holding the spoon suddenly tightened.

A wisp of wind cannot be grasped.

In order to be on camera, Fang Zhilan ate little and lightly every day in order to be on camera. It took Fang Zhilan, who was indulging in food at the moment, to notice that something was wrong with Su Yihe's expression.

"What's wrong?" Fang Zhilan was puzzled, "Is the soup not good?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand again, scooped a small spoonful into her bowl and sipped it.

Hmm...it seems to be a little lighter.

With this action, Fang Zhilan and Lian Qing often pick up vegetables from each other's bowls when they eat boxed lunches in the crew.

When she did it smoothly, she realized that the person opposite was not the carefree Lian Qing, but Su Yihe, who was obsessed with cleanliness.

Unexpectedly, Su Yihe didn't look displeased, but took a sip himself: "No, it's delicious, I was thinking about something just now."

Fang Zhilan pursed her lips lightly, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good to drink, you don't know, I originally planned to make soup, but there was no time, so I had to make it simple, when I have time in the future..."

The originally quiet atmosphere gradually warmed up under her chatter.

Su Yihe didn't talk much, he just had a smile in his eyes, letting Fang Zhilan gossip.

The night outside the window gradually darkened, and the warm yellow light in the room faded away bit by bit.

On early summer nights, even in the city, you can still hear cicadas singing and birds chirping, and wisps of breeze blowing open the curtains.

Fang Zhilan talked for a while, feeling a little thirsty, poured himself a glass of water, and poured another glass for Su Yihe.

Just as I was about to clean up the dishes, suddenly, there was a knock on the door, deep and powerful.

The actors in the crew have each other's WeChat, and they usually contact each other through mobile phones, and they will not rush to the door. Fang Zhilan glanced at the phone, and no one said they would come.

"Who is it?" she asked.

The person who knocked on the door seemed to pause and didn't make a sound.

With Fang Zhengyuan as an unstable factor, Fang Zhilan cautiously asked the door again: "Who are you looking for?"

"Me." The voice outside the door was a man's, low and hoarse.

Fang Zhilan was not familiar with this voice, and was still hesitating.

Su Yihe, who was lazily leaning on the back of the sofa drinking water, suddenly stopped the soft smile on her face, the air froze for a blink of an eye, and she calmly said, "It's Mu Tingyao, why don't you open the door?"

Mu Tingyao?What is he doing here at this time?

Fang Zhilan hesitated, she was afraid that if she really went, she might open the gate of hell.

Nonsense, even though she now regards Su Yihe as her friend in her heart, in fact, she is still Mu Tingyao's fiancée, the second female who can be dazed by love in the original text.

"Dong dong dong", the knock on the door sounded again.

Su Yihe put down the porcelain cup in his hand, raised his chin slightly, and looked towards Fang Zhilan.

"I..." Fang Zhilan faltered and said courageously, "It has nothing to do with him."

"I know." Su Yihe nodded.

But it doesn't mean that Mu Tingyao thinks so.

Mu Tingyao, who was guarding the door, also came in a hurry, a black suit wrapped his tall body like a model.

With one hand in his pocket, he leaned against the door, waiting for Fang Zhilan to open the door.

Fang Zhilan didn't dare to open the door, only dared to ask through the door, "What are you doing here?"

"You open the door first." The man lowered his voice and said endlessly ambiguously.

Open the door to let you see your fiancée here?Fang Zhilan complained.

"I'm sorry." Fang Zhilan collected her thoughts, "If Mr. Mu is on business, you can ask your manager to notify you, so you don't need to trouble yourself to come in person."

Su Yihe sat far away in the original position, rubbing the teacup in his hand, watching Fang Zhilan and Mu Tingyao's battle.

The hot steam coming out of the cup obscured her expression indistinctly.

"Private matters." Mu Tingyao seemed to be choked by her, and said helplessly.

"I have no personal matters to discuss with President Mu." Fang Zhilan said coldly.

"Oh." Mu Tingyao seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and finally stopped, "Fang Zhilan, don't push yourself too hard."

What inch did she gain, and what foot did she gain, Fang Zhilan was also so angry that she couldn't tell: "I will return this sentence to you, Mr. Mu! Last time it was obscenity, what do you want to do this time? Residential house?"

Hearing her words, Su Yihe's face was so gloomy that water could drip.

She finally stopped watching from the sidelines, walked to the door, and stretched out her hand to open it.

"Yihe!" Mu Tingyao outside the door seemed a little surprised, he didn't expect her to appear here.

Thinking of those rumors today, his face became ugly: "You..."

As for Yihe, Fang Zhilan rolled her eyes, pretending to be happy for a while, and bumped into her fiancée's crematorium.

"Yes." Su Yihe smiled very naturally, "We know each other."

Fang Zhilan couldn't help being surprised to hear her admit it so frankly.

Mu Tingyao's eyes became dangerous: "Is your relationship really the same as it is said on the Internet?"

"Tch..." Fang Zhilan laughed out loud, "On the Internet, it is said that I am your little lover who is supported by President Mu Da. The one who cleans up will clean up himself."

Su Yihe didn't answer, he glanced at her, stood beside Fang Zhilan, and looked at Mu Tingyao quietly.

This time Mu Tingyao didn't say any more, but asked Fang Zhilan: "Are you being followed?"

"What are you talking about?" Fang Zhilan immediately became alert.

Suddenly understanding something, she raised her head suddenly: "Ye Mingzhi said it."

Mu Tingyao smiled noncommittally: "She said that you were so scared by the fans that you cried and couldn't sleep at night."

The gaze fell on her eyes, and it was really red, and Mu Tingyao's heart softened for some reason.

Fang Zhilan, who made fried beef with onions for dinner, turned her head away: "Boss Mu is thinking too much, please come back."

"Back?" He came here on a special trip, but all he got was this treatment. Mu Tingyao narrowed his eyes, "Fang Zhilan, do you know what you're talking about?"

Nonsense, of course she knows.

"Since Boss Mu doesn't want to leave." Fang Zhilan smiled, "Otherwise, let's discuss the termination of the contract."

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhilan would suddenly throw such a depth bomb. Mu Tingyao's whole body was tense, and his thin lips were drawn into a line: "Take this sentence back, I can pretend you didn't say it."

Fang Zhilan chuckled disdainfully, turned on the phone, and a recording was played.

"An artist who is assigned a bodyguard alone has to apply to the company, and it will definitely take some time... You can ask Mr. Mu first, he has so many private bodyguards around him, just give you one, to ensure that you are safe and sound...Don't say Sister Ye I have never helped you, the opportunity in front of me is what many people dream of..."

Ye Mingzhi's voice was shrewd and shrill, when he spoke, he never expected to be recorded.

"This is the agent given by the company, and he has been out of duty for a long time. No matter what happens, I will only come to you, Mr. Mu." Fang Zhilan looked calm, as if she was telling someone else, "I am afraid that such a company No entertainer can stay."

Mu Tingyao took a deep breath, his throat was a little dry: "I can change it for you."

"Change?" Fang Zhilan seemed to have heard something funny, "Could it be that Mr. Mu still doesn't understand where the root of the problem is?"

If it wasn't because he was so entangled with her and everyone regarded her as Mu Tingyao's accessory, Fang Zhilan wouldn't be in the difficult situation she is today.

Although being an entertainer requires a strong heart, it does not require unwarranted insults.

She was never Mu Tingyao's lover!It doesn't even have anything to do with him.

"Fang Zhilan." Mu Tingyao's expression turned cold, "What exactly do you want?"

"I should ask this question." Fang Zhilan raised her head without showing weakness, "What exactly does Boss Mu want?"

This was Su Yihe's first time seeing such a fierce Fang Zhilan.

On weekdays, she is a round and crystal-clear jade, warm and moist everywhere. It was not until she faced Mu Tingyao that she really showed her edges and corners, and she refused to take half a step back.

But at the same time, deep in Su Yihe's heart was a feeling of unwillingness.

She couldn't enter the world in front of her eyes.

Fang Zhilan didn't even mention any of her plans.

I thought she was just a little girl, but I never thought that under her soft skin, there is a powerful force.

In the end, it was Mu Tingyao who was defeated. With a low and hoarse voice, he seemed a little embarrassed: "Okay, you want to terminate the contract, and contact the agent yourself."

After all, he left without looking back.

Fang Zhilan's body softened, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

You must know that Mu Tingyao is in the original text, but he is an uncompromising CEO, and the heroine is in her hands.

"Sorry." Fang Zhilan smiled apologetically at Su Yihe, "I was interrupted after a good meal."

"Why didn't you come to me first?" Su Yihe suddenly asked.

"Ah?" Fang Zhilan was slightly taken aback.

"You contacted Ye Mingzhi first, right?" Her voice was cold, not as soft as she used to pretend, "Then she rejected me like that, so she thought of me."

"I..." Fang Zhilan scratched her head, not knowing how to explain her thoughts.

"Alan." Su Yihe suddenly said, "You don't believe me."

"I'm not, I don't." Fang Zhilan hurriedly waved her hands, explaining incoherently, "I just thought that there is an agent around anyway, so I can settle it nearby, so I don't need to bother you."

As she said that, she took out the trick she used to play coquettishly to her friends in school, leaned forward and pulled Su Yihe's slender and slender fingers: "Don't be angry, okay?"

Seeing that Su Yihe didn't respond, Fang Zhilan continued to shake her hand.

Su Yihe didn't speak, and walked forward on his own, as if he wanted to pack his things.

"Hey Susu." Fang Zhilan hurriedly followed, and under the influence of Lian Qing, a little fan girl, she was able to call out such a boring name.

"No more." Afraid that she would really leave, Fang Zhilan followed Su Yihe closely.

In front of me, I only have her as my backer, not to mention that she is still my friend.

Fang Zhilan thought about it in a different position. If it was her, she would indeed feel uncomfortable.

Assuming that Su Yihe is of the opposite sex, this is treating people like a backup!

Seeing that Su was about to be unable to hold back Su Yihe, Fang Zhilan had an idea, thinking that when she was angry before, her friends would scratch her until she burst out laughing, so she thought about it.

So she couldn't help but rush forward, hugged Su Yihe's slender waist tightly, and pushed her down on the sofa next to her.

However, before Fang Zhilan could make a move, Su Yihe, who had undergone professional self-defense training, had already turned over, grabbed Fang Zhilan's wrists above him, and pressed her under him.

The two completely switched the order of top and bottom.

Fang Zhilan could clearly feel that there was no mercy in her actions just now.

Breathing stagnantly, she didn't dare to speak any more, and didn't dare to move around, she just blinked her eyelashes, and said softly, "Susu..."

As soon as Su Yihe lowered his head, he could follow her smooth forehead and see her straight nose bridge, pink lips, and in the chaos, her hair fell down and spread out like silk.

She was obviously not thirsty, but she felt her mouth was a little dry.

Fang Zhilan still didn't know what happened, foolishly, Su Yihe's exquisite face was reflected in her clear eyes.

No longer calm, as if suppressing something.

Could it be that he wanted to beat her up, Fang Zhilan thought timidly.

Her weak appearance is completely different from the toughness she had when confronting Mu Tingyao just now.

No, now is not the time, Su Yihe's hand holding her wrist loosened slightly.

Since she hated Mu Tingyao so much, she couldn't treat him in the same way.

Su Yihe got up slowly.

Slowly figure it out is the right way.

"I'm not angry." After a long time, she said softly, like a clear spring soaked in the night, "I just want to help you see the termination of the contract."

"Really!" Fang Zhilan's eyes lit up, and she leaned over like a pug, "You don't know, although I told Mu Tingyao categorically just now, in fact, I don't have time recently, and I don't know much at all, Susu you That's great, let's discuss it tonight, shall we?"

Avoid long nights of dreams.

"Okay." Su Yihe nodded and threw a straight ball, "How much money do you have?"

"There are more than 300 million!" Fang Zhilan proudly puffed out her chest.

She has nothing but money.

"Not enough." Su Yihe gave the answer bluntly, "With your current worth, it would cost at least tens of millions to terminate the contract."

[-]...

Before that, Fang Zhilan always thought that she was a rich man.

Only now did she know that in the CEO's world, she was just a poor guy.

Fang Zhilan, who was full of fighting spirit, seemed to have a pair of ears hanging down her head invisibly: "Isn't that..."

Have to work for Mu Tingyao all his life and endure his harassment?

"Of course, if you can find the next owner, someone will be willing to pay the termination fee for you." Su Yihe said slowly again.

"But I have a lot of gossip, no works, and no fans." Fang Zhilan counted with her fingers, "Who would want me?"

Su Yihe's words have already reached this point, but she didn't expect her to be so confused, so she just kept silent for a moment: "You can think about it yourself, if you have no other choice, come to me at any time."

"Okay." After this battle, Fang Zhilan completely abandoned her prejudice against Su Yihe's original text, her mouth was as sweet as honey, "Susu, you are so kind!"

What a shit rival in love, she is her best sister!

"Okay." Su Yihe patted her on the head, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

"Yeah!" Fang Zhilan got up quickly, cleaned up the house diligently, and put on her pajamas, "Then I'll take a shower first, there's only one bed here, Susu, let's sleep together."

Good sisters, they just want to sleep in the same bed. Now Fang Zhilan has already called "Susu" Ye Qing's original address very smoothly, and there is no chill at all when she heard her call it for the first time.

Unexpectedly, she would invite him so enthusiastically, Su Yihe was at a loss for a moment, and then recovered: "Okay, do you sleep inside or outside?"

"I'll sleep outside." Thinking that she would have to get up early tomorrow to go to the set, Fang Zhilan was extremely considerate.

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It was night, and as soon as the hotel's soundproof glass was closed, everything was quiet.

Fang Zhilan was hanging on Wia on the set again today, and came back to cook again. She was already tired, and fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow, breathing evenly.

Su Yihe has always been a light sleeper, and now that there is someone beside her, she can't sleep even more, so she just closes her eyes and quietly thinks about work.

Unexpectedly, when she fell asleep, she felt a hand approaching her.

It was Fang Zhilan who, when she turned inward, stretched out her long hand and wrapped it around Su Yihe's waist.

Then followed, and the legs came over.

Su Yihe had no choice but to gently put her hands and feet back to their original positions.

But it was early summer, and Fang Zhilan felt a little hot under the quilt.

It just so happened that Su Yihe's skin was cool, so she couldn't help but want to rub it against it.

The weak and boneless palm touched Su Yihe's arm again.

Su Yihe remained calm and stepped back a little.

It's not that she is a gentleman, but the feeling that she can't touch it is even more uncomfortable.

Fang Zhilan didn't care about these things, she rubbed where it was cool, in her sleep, it was like a piece of cool jade in front of her, and it would run away as soon as she let go.

She simply hugged Su Yihe tightly to prevent her from running away.

The inner side of the bed was against the wall, and Su Yihe was forced to press his back against the wall after going back and forth.

Behind him was a cold wall, and in front of him was the warm Fang Zhilan.

She had no way to retreat, especially Fang Zhilan's whole body was limp, and she wanted to push away, but she didn't know how to do it.

The eyes of the girl in front of her were closed tightly, and the moonlight was shining down, her skin was shining brightly, like a vixen who sucked human energy, but she was ignorant and immature.

Su Yihe's heart skipped a beat, and as if making up his mind, he slowly lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead.

Then, like a superficial touch, it quickly loosened.

Soon, she said silently in her heart, soon she will be able to settle everything, and then they will be together forever.

Fang Zhilan, who was immersed in sleep, had no idea what she had done. In her dream, she was still rushing about the termination of the contract. He owed a huge loan, and in the end, it was Su Yihe who helped him repay it. In order to repay the debt, he quit the entertainment industry by himself and worked as a cook for Su Yihe every day, busy in the kitchen...

After cooking steamed eggplant, make sweet and sour pork ribs, lettuce with oyster sauce, fried rice with egg yolk...

Fang Zhilan's night was spent on the menu...

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It wasn't until she was woken up by the alarm clock the next day that Fang Zhilan realized that she seemed to be hugging something tightly.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found that her head was resting on Su Yihe's shoulder, and behind her was a thick wall.

Guilty, sinful, and knowing her sleeping appearance, Fang Zhilan knew what happened by guessing with her toes, and immediately got up cautiously.

It happened to catch a glimpse of the dark blue in Su Yihe's eyes.

He must have been disturbed by her so that he couldn't sleep well.

She made a special trip to see her, but she was tossed like this, Fang Zhilan felt guilty, she tiptoed to find a heating mask, and prepared to put it on for Su Yihe to make her more comfortable.

Unexpectedly, just as she got closer, Su Yihe opened his eyes, and happened to bump into the sneaky Fang Zhilan.

"Uh..." Fang Zhilan said awkwardly, not knowing what to say, "Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"No need." Already used to getting up early, Su Yihe had already woken up when the sound rang in his head, but Fang Zhilan blocked her, so she couldn't move even if she woke up, so she might as well wait until she got up.

"I'm going to the set." Fang Zhilan tied herself into a ponytail, "Are you going to talk about work today?"

Work?Only then did Su Yihe remember the lie he made up for her by the way: "I can't go temporarily, why don't I go to the set to see it too."

"Okay, you haven't seen me in ancient costume yet." Fang Zhilan was elated, and then suddenly thought of something, "But outsiders can't just enter..."

"Don't worry, I also have investment in this drama." Su Yihe was combing his hair with his fingers, with a calm expression, and said that investment is as simple as eating and drinking.

It's great to be rich, but for some reason, Fang Zhilan remembered her dream from last night again.

Although there were two of them together, Su Yihe tidied up extremely quickly, obviously it was done vigorously and resolutely for a long time.

Fang Zhilan was worried that she would not be used to eating outside, so she simply fried the bread herself, and after eating, the two of them went to the set together.

It wasn't until she walked out of her room that Fang Zhilan realized that the person who was walking with her was a new financial backer who followed her in several rounds of hot searches.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her hesitating, Su Yihe asked.

"Susu." Fang Zhilan said weakly, "That is, have you read those comments on the Internet?"

"What comments?" Su Yihe asked knowingly.

Fang Zhilan bulged her cheeks and blushed: "It means that I am being taken care of by you, you are the new benefactor, etc., you must not take it to heart."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly added: "Although I know you are rich, I regard you as a friend and never think about your other things, really!"

The light in Su Yihe's eyes fell silent, but there was a smile on his face.

She hoped that Fang Zhilan would think about other things.

"I see." Su Yihe said in a deep voice.

Fang Zhilan felt that her intentions had been expressed clearly enough, she leaned forward, took Su Yihe's wrist, jokingly: "But I don't mind being taken care of by you, after all, you are so rich and good-looking..."

"Okay." Su Yihe nodded, "It won't be too late to come to me when you figure it out someday."

……

For a moment, Fang Zhilan felt that she seemed to have accidentally sold herself.

It wasn't until she approached the elevator in the restaurant that Fang Zhilan realized that there were many things that she didn't have just because she said they didn't exist.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Ye Qing, who came down from the upstairs, looked at the two people who appeared outside the elevator door, and was so shocked that the tea eggs in his mouth almost fell off, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes.

No way, did she really see Su Yihe?

He was still standing with Fang Zhilan arm in arm.

Ye Qing opened his mouth wide and wanted to scream, but Fang Zhilan quickly covered it with his hands: "Don't yell, do you want to wake up a building and get beaten?"

"Hmm..." Ye Qing's mouth was covered and he couldn't make a sound, struggling to die.

"I let go, you are not allowed to scream." Fang Zhilan threatened.

okokokok!Ye Qing nodded desperately, and when Fang Zhilan let go, she opened her mouth wide, clenched her hands into fists, and let out a silent cry.

Oh my god, she actually met the real Su Yihe!

Ye Qing searched all over but couldn't find any paper or pen, so he had no choice but to stare at Su Yihe's voice.

The goddess is worthy of being a goddess, the real person is a thousand times or ten thousand times prettier than the photos.

Although he was wearing a suit and trousers, his whole body was still glowing quietly as if shrouded in a halo of light.

"Don't be afraid." Fang Zhilan felt embarrassed at first, and introduced to Su Yihe, "This friend is on the same crew as me, named Lian Qing, and is your...fan."

"Lian Qing." Su Yihe called out slowly, the two words that were originally ordinary, seemed to have an extra layer of charm after she uttered them.

"It's me." Lian Qing's voice was trembling, "Su... Hello Miss Su."

"Don't be nervous." In front of outsiders, Su Yihe resumed her gentle and quiet look, "Since you are A-Lan's friend, naturally you are also my friend."

"Yeah." Lian Qing was so excited that she couldn't speak, how dare she be friends with the goddess, she just needs to watch from a distance and be tainted with a little holy light.

The elevator continued down and suddenly opened again on the 12th floor.

A young man appeared in front of him, wearing headphones, humming a little song.

With fair skin and tall stature, he looks like the little fresh meat that young people like nowadays.

Seeing Fang Zhilan in the elevator, he immediately grinned and walked in with a row of white teeth.

"Hey! Tanhualang." Fang Zhilan stretched out her hand high and made a givemefive gesture towards the boy.

"Good morning, Concubine Su!" The boy stretched out his hand, gently leaning his palm against Fang Zhilan's, and then put it down.

Su Yihe, who was standing behind Fang Zhilan, had cold eyes.

"How is it? Do you remember the lines?" The boy asked provocatively, not noticing the person behind him, only staring at Fang Zhilan.

"What do you remember?" Fang Zhilan countered, "The filming will officially start today. The director said that if the filming is not good, we won't even be able to eat."

As he spoke, he raised another finger and shook it: "Not even a box lunch."

"Of course I remember." The boy's voice was clear and serious, "Imperial Concubine, please respect yourself."

"What if I don't want to respect myself?" Fang Zhilan smiled frivolously, and lifted his chin casually, her eyes were like silk, "Tan Hualang is young and handsome, he is worthy of being an important minister of my court."

Su Yihe, who was behind the two of them, completely turned cold.

It turned out that this was what she called filming on the set, and Su Yihe saw it clearly.

It’s really serious, even more serious than cooking, even in the elevator, I don’t forget to bring it,