Hunting for Love for 101 Times

"Sir, that ... I still won't go."

Xia Nuan always felt that standing with Ye Sishen was extremely out of harmony.

Ye Si Shen put on her coat and had already stepped out of the lounge: "I don't want others to disrupt my decision. Of course, once I decide, I don't allow anyone to change."

Xia Nuan had to follow Ye Si sink to the restaurant downstairs for dinner.

The restaurant was set up inside the arena. Fortunately, Yeshen Music Company blocked it. There were no irrelevant people except the staff who participated in the concert.

However, when Xia Nuan and Ye Sishen appeared in the restaurant, they caught everyone's attention.

They looked at Xia Nuan, who was beside Ye Sishen, with doubts and jealousy, and jealous.

Ye Sishen is the sun, no matter where he walks, it radiates a dazzling light. When the ordinary she stands by his side, she is naturally sheltered by the light and becomes extraordinary.

"Mr. Ye, do you want to go to the private room?" The waiter smiled sweetly, glanced at Xia Nuan, and asked, in a professional ethical tone, what everyone wanted most.

Everyone wants to know, will this girl be Ye Sishen's new love?

If the relationship is close, we will definitely open a private room together.

"No." He opened two chairs in the living room and sat down casually.

The waiter smiled and handed the menu respectfully to him.

"Is there a Chinese food here?" Ye Sishen asked the waitress.

"Sorry, sir, no."

"So, should there be ingredients?" Ye Sishen asked.

Although mild, he is not angry.

"Yes, we have everything here."

Ye Sichen took the pen in Xia Nuan's hand and wrote a few lines on a piece of paper.

"Do what I write."

The waiter took the menu he wrote and left.

Xia Nuan sat opposite Ye Sishen and drank the water silently, but his heart thought about what food mix he wrote.

When waiting for the meal, Xia Nuan realized that it was all Chinese food, and she also liked it.

Ye Sishen's dishes are all her favorite. Is this accidental or coincidental?

Xia Nuan looked at those Chinese foods, his mind was chaotic.

"Just eat well, don't always think about it." Ye Sishen handed her a pair of chopsticks, she took a moment and took it.

"Thank you."

Ye Sishen seems to have long forgotten her black history of "selling photos to the media", and she is still as gentle as ever.

Xia Nuan passed by a warm heart.

"After dinner, I'll take a break in the room on the sixth floor. I'll find you something."

"Or I'll be here tomorrow."

"It is also troublesome for the bodyguard to pick up and drop off the car, and wastes the car oil." Ye Si took a sip of orange juice.

Xia Nuan said, only promise.

The two had a meal, and Xia Nuan went to the sixth floor, but forgot to ask Ye Sishen in the sixth floor room, and then went down to the elevator to ask Ye Sishen, but she couldn't find Ye Sishen.

The stadium is so large, he is busy with business, and Xia Nuan doesn't want to disturb, so he leans on the corridor wall on the sixth floor and looks at the design book.

"Okay, I got close to those two, and I know they bought a ticket for the front seat ... Rest assured, I will put Shirayuki in his cup ..."

Xia Nuan's hand reading the design book suddenly stopped.

Shirayuki?

Whose cup to put in Shirayuki?

Xia Nun hid in the dark and wanted to hear what he would say next, but the voice stopped, and he didn't continue to talk after waiting for a long time.

Xia Nuan quietly looked in that direction, and saw a middle-sized man in a suit holding a cell phone and entering the elevator.

At this time, the man found Xia Nuan. Xia Nuan immediately lowered his head, looked at it with a book, and pretended to pass here. However, this did not dispel the man's vigilance. He put away the cell phone, held the elevator switch, and walked out in a short step, blocking Xia Nuan's way.

The man smiled grimly and asked Xia Nuan: "Who are you? Why haven't I seen you?"

Xia Nuan said calmly, "I'm the staff here."

"Really, where does it work? I see you sneaking like a thief! Come with me to the police station!" The man said, grabbing Xia Nuan's arm and dragging her into the elevator.

"I'm not a thief! I'm a staff member participating in the concert."

Xia Nuan knew that this man was the wicked to sue first. After listening to his conversation, there must be some unspeakable conspiracy. He was worried that this conspiracy would be leaked, so he wanted to kick her out.

"I haven't seen you. You must be a tabloid reporter. To dig into Mr. Ye's privacy, here are some of the most hateful paparazzi! You know, Mr. Ye hates paparazzi!" The man said Now, Xia Nuan was forcibly pushed into the elevator.

Xia Nuan took hold of the elevator door and contended with the man.

A strong force dragged her over, then fell into a generous embrace, wrapped around her waist, making her feel secure.

"Night, Mr. Ye ..." The man's wickedly arrogant attitude suddenly turned into a 360-degree turn with a look of awe and nodding his head.

"Shangze, she is my costume designer."

The man's name was Shang Ze, an assistant sent by the agency to handle the concert.

Shang Ze looked very ashamed and busy apologized to Xia Nuan: "Sorry, misunderstanding, but I also worry about tabloid reporters coming in."

"Yeah." Ye Si guarded Xia Nuan, took her hand and turned away from the elevator.

The moment he touched his hand, Xia Nuan wanted to withdraw, but he was caught by him.

"What's the matter?" Take her into a quiet and concise bedroom before releasing her.

Xia Nuan could not help telling him what he had just heard, and expressed his doubts: "Bai Xue is the code for those prohibited items. I think he must have some conspiracy, sir must be careful."

Ye Si pondered for a moment, nodded, but also reminded her seriously: "When you meet strangers in the future, be prepared." Thinking of the first night of her wedding, she twisted her enchanting posture, and those who did not know People are smashed into something, and their hearts are a little bit sour: "This is not a fancy year, anyone can talk to each other."

Xia Nuan looked sad.

It seems that he knew she was doing something like this in the Mood for Love.

"So, sir, I have worked in the service of men. This kind of upscale place is really not suitable for me." Xia Nuan laughed at himself.

"You have to deal with the costumes. I don't pay attention to these. I focus on when those costumes will be completed."

Ye Sichen's face was heavy, and he poured two glasses of water on his own.

What Xia Nuan wanted to say, he stopped talking, and finally there was only silence.

At this time, Ye Sishen's cell phone rang, and he stood up and answered.

"Well, I'll come." He glanced at Xia Nuan and handed her a card: "For your convenience, this number is on your phone."

He knew that her cell phone number was destroyed by the people there in the middle of her years. So he bought her one specially.

Xia Nuan wanted to say no, Ye Si slammed into the door and left.

She looked at the back and secretly lost her head.

When Ye Sishen walked out of the bedroom, Shang Ze took a camera and hid in the dark.

When Ye Si went away, he dialed a phone number: "Is the video news media? I have the big news you want ..."

In the room, Xia Nuan pushed the mobile phone card into his mobile phone slot and restarted it. There were two numbers stored in it, one of the local number and one of a series of strange numbers.

Click on the number, and there is a line written below: Ye Sishen.

Xia Nuan's heart throbbed.

Xia Nuan observes this bedroom, which is simple but elegant, with a living room and a bedroom. The afternoon sun shines in from the balcony.

She put the design drawings on the table and began to study the costume design again.

At five o'clock, the phone rang.

"Come to the lounge."

Ye Sishen's voice was harsh.

In response, Xia Nun hung up the phone, left the bedroom with a ruler and pen, and went to the lounge on the first floor.

In the lounge, I saw a lot of staff inside.

Ye Si was sitting between them with a serious face.

Xia Nuan also saw an assistant Shang Ze invited by the brokerage company among these people. Shang Ze sat on the left side of Ye Sishen and frowned.

Xia Nuan was invited by the bodyguard outside the door. As soon as he entered, everyone stared at her. Xia Nuan had a feeling of being criticized.

Ye Sishen saw her and said slowly: "I'm going to record the press conference, just record here."

After Ye Sishen finished speaking, the staff began to act.

The cameraman pushed the camera in, and the makeup artist started lighting up Ye Sishen, and Ye Sishen looked at Xia Nuan: "Xia Nuan, come here."

Xia Nuan walked over and stood next to the lighting artist and makeup artist.

"Sir asked you to stand next to him, didn't you hear it?" Ai Jia, the makeup artist, whispered to remind Xia Nuan.

Xia Nuan moved a few steps until he moved to Ye Sishen.

"Sir, you're ready, can you start?"

Ye Sichen nodded: "Let's go."

"Look at the camera," Ye Sichen said to Xia Nuan.

Xia Nuan looked at the camera.

Xia Nuan did not understand why Ye Sishen asked her to stand aside during the press conference. Of course she did not ask, but only cooperated.

"Good afternoon, I'm Ye Sishen. I held this conference today to clarify some false reports on the video news. Standing next to me was my designer Xia Nuan. I went to her room to discuss the design of costumes. Question, those photos are true, but the news report is not true. Please do not use a photo to deliberately create a topic. I hope the exaggeration of the outside world will end here. If there are still false statements And have a serious impact on me, I will sue the media. "

Ye Sishen's tone was mild and gentle, but it was soft and firm.

Xia Nuan seemed to have some eyebrows after listening to his words.

It seems that it was because of the photos that pushed Ye Sichen to the cusp of the wind.

Xia Nuan was a little uneasy. Shouldn't Xia Yan do it again? She had sold it to the media once for the money ...

However, listening to Ye Sishen's tone, it seems that this photo has her ...

Thinking of it this way, Xia Nuan is getting more and more embarrassing.

In a sentence, this clarification conference was over.

Ye Sishen didn't like the big grand solemnity of his press conference. Generally, he was casually recording at home or at the work place.

Photographers and lighting engineers, as well as other staff members, started collecting equipment and leaving here. Makeup artist Ai Jia is also organizing her own stuff.

Xia Nuan felt that it was redundant to stand here, and was about to leave.

Ai Jia stopped her.

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