All the hardships in the entertainment industry

Thinking about it carefully, the only one who can do such a thing and has the ability to do it is the man who claims to marry Han Xiuyan; Yang Zhi put down the reports in his hand, Xiuyan has always been excellent, and it is normal to be pursued by an excellent man Things, he is not surprised.According to Han Soo-yeon's current status in Korea, some gossip can no longer shake her popularity, and even make it easier to maintain her reputation, which is why Yang Zhi didn't ask.

The car stopped in front of two hollowed-out and carved iron gates. On the stone walls on both sides of the iron gates, there was a large canopy of bright red vine roses in full bloom. The flower branches hung down profusely, as if they were burning endlessly. .

Caster on the side has been observing Han Xiuyan, and when she noticed the blooming flowers, he immediately explained: "This house was renovated not long ago, and there are many flowers that bloom so beautifully like this! "

Han Soo-yeon just showed a polite and alienated smile. She really thought those flowers were beautiful, but she just liked them.

Looking through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows at the man in the black suit inside, the guy still had a fake gentle smile on his face.She stopped and didn't enter the door immediately, but tilted her head slightly to look at the man talking and laughing with director Andy Wachowski. In her memory, he usually raised this kind of smile habitually, if it wasn't for her own eyes Having seen that guy's fierce and violent expression, she would almost be completely deceived by his gentle and polite appearance like everyone else!

The man was able to deal with it with a polite and decent smile, but when he turned around, he restrained all his expressions, as if the person who had a good talk with director Andy Wachowski just now was not him, and his eyes were even more serious. Unabashedly flashing a light called disgust.

It's really hypocritical, Han Xiuyan sneered, then turned her eyes away from him and walked straight to the last table by the window.

Ever since she appeared at the banquet door, Dustin had already noticed her presence. When he watched the beloved little woman walk past him gracefully with her proud head raised, she didn't take him seriously at all. He was very clear but didn't feel angry at all; his slender, pale fingers subconsciously stroked his chest, where it was beating fast, and he knew that only she could pull his emotions.

As if he felt that his current movements were a bit abrupt, Dustin just changed the direction of his fingers in an instant, squeezed the cuff buttons on his sleeves slightly, and then turned around and walked towards the bar without showing his expression.

After a while, Dustin handed a glass of freshly squeezed juice to Han Xiuyan.

"I like to drink red wine." Han Xiuyan didn't go to pick up the glass of juice, but raised her eyebrows and looked at him; her refusal was not out of will, but the only drink she liked was red wine, juice was too childish for her, and She is determined not to touch coffee.

His smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, he just put the juice on the table and pushed it in front of Han Xiuyan. During the whole process, he himself sat opposite her by the way.

"Like is not necessarily good," he pointed out, the corners of his lips raised slightly, he moved back slightly, and then leaned lazily on the back of the chair.

"Drinking too much wine hurts your body." He leaned forward again suddenly, reached out and pushed the glass full of juice towards her again, and said, "Juice is better. It's good for your body. That's fine too."

Looking at him as a wise man preaching, Han Xiuyan still had that expressionless and indifferent look, slightly tilted her head, stretched out her slender fingers to hold the lower end of the cup, and the orange liquid inside flowed with her slight shaking. indecisive.

She put down the cup in a bit of boredom, while Dustin clasped his hands on the table in a leisurely manner, the arc of his chin was still proud, and his short blond hair was combed back meticulously.

"Am I not right?" Dustin asked softly.

Han Soo-yeon's response was a fake smile, she was no longer willing to emphasize the impossibility between them, and she didn't want to repeat those rejection words she had said countless times, so she could only remain silent.

Dustin didn't care about the alienated attitude of the other party at all. In his opinion, compared with the previous cynicism or indifferent rejection, this kind of silence is enough to make him feel happy.

He was very interested in discussing the beauty of this house with her, so he deliberately elongated the tone and said, "Did you see those blooming flowers outside? They were all planted for you, aren't they very beautiful? He straightened his body, with an exaggerated serious expression: "But in my heart, you are the most beautiful scenery in the world."

She wanted to say something, but the man opposite had already leisurely looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window, as if he didn't seem to be listening to what she said next.In fact, no matter how many times you say no to him, it will be useless. Han Xiuyan, who has deeply understood this fact, slightly adjusted her facial expression and silently paid attention to the dancing guests in the middle of the banquet hall. She still has nothing to do with him. topic of communication.

She should like those flowers, right?It was said in the book that women love flowers, and the garden has been filled with flowers according to his idea, and the fragrance of flowers can be smelled even indoors, she will definitely like it, Dustin firmly imagined.

The woman's suppressed expression flashed in my mind, obviously very helpless, why pretend to be indifferent?Why do you accept the invitation to come here when you obviously don't want to come to this boring banquet?Obviously there are a lot of things she wants to say, but why is she suppressing and not saying anything?

However, even though she was suppressing herself and sitting so indifferently and alienated, Dustin could still read her depression, complete helplessness and unwillingness from her seemingly calm eyes.

He couldn't help sneering abruptly, covering his face with his hands, his shoulders shaking more and more violently with his gradually growing smile, he laughed nervously for a while, then slowly withdrew his hands, his face The expression on her face gradually tightened with the movement of her hands down: "Xiuyan, how can you be so cute?"

"It's... so cute!" Dustin whispered, this woman is like a self-discipline lover with obsessive-compulsive disorder, suppressing her preferences, suppressing her anger, suppressing everything that seems inappropriate The emotions that appeared made him unable to bear staring at her, guessing about her expression for a long time, secretly pondering for a long time about her random words; So cute, even looking at her like this can make him feel happy all the time.

"Hehe, Mr. Zabiberg, you really know how to joke." The corner of Han Xiuyan's mouth twitched, did she fall ill again?Where did he see the cuteness in her?Is it really the gesture of a suitor to tease her like this?Despite all the complaints in her heart, her face was still indifferent.

Leaning on the back of the chair, he looked at Han Xiuyan with bright eyes, not caring about the other party's ignorance at all, as if he couldn't feel that the other party was mocking him but took it as a compliment, the arc of his mouth widened a bit, Then when Han Soo-yeon was somewhat embarrassed by his stare, he also looked away and put it on the glass of juice on the table-

"Do you like that garden? You will like it, right?" Then he paused, seeing Han Soo-yeon frowning as a matter of course, "Do you have any opinion when you look at me like this? If you don't like it , I can improve immediately.” He thought

Pointing to the clump of unflowered plants outside the french window, he explained: "Is that clump of grass not your favorite? Well--" coughed and cleared his throat: "It is said to be a kind of daisy, but it Since it can't bloom, there's no need for it, right? What kind of flower do you like? Rose? Perfume lily? Or the blue rose I gave you last time?"

Hearing the man's topic getting more and more outrageous, the corners of Han Xiuyan's expressionless face couldn't help twitching: "Hehe, if I remember correctly, daisies bloom in spring, and I think Zabiberg The garden at Mr.’s house is very beautiful.” These words are true, any woman would be deeply attracted by the beauty of this flower-filled garden, and it is difficult for Han Xiuyan to say things that are not beautiful against her will.

"Do you like daisies?" Dustin asked sensitively immediately. According to his thinking, she really didn't like the kind of flowers that represent innocence.

"Fortunately," what Han Xiuyan thought of was the bright red vine rose that bloomed profusely and drooped down as if burning endlessly.

Dustin was startled after hearing her answer, a little disappointed, it seems that she doesn't like daisies very much either.

"Actually, I also think that such a weak flower is not good enough for you." His voice drifted out leisurely, and the gleam in his eyes was even worse.

"Don't make it sound like you know me very well." Han Xiuyan frowned, wasn't she discussing his garden just now?How could the topic be brought up on her?

The author has something to say: The plot of dog blood will shock people to death, so I won't write it....

Sleepy, want to sleep~~~

I wonder if I should fast forward?