Loving My Rival’s White Moonlight

Shen Qinghuan's expression froze for a while, feeling a little at a loss.

After listening to the little secretary said that she would "feed each other" with Jian Fan.

According to the original words of the little secretary, in all close contacts, "feeding to each other" is the most appropriate method for the two at this stage.

It's not close or far away, and it can also make others feel harmonious.

However, Shen Qinghuan has never even given food to Xu Anshen.

The little secretary suddenly didn't know: "Sister Qing Huan, this should be quite simple for you, compared to an actor who wants to make a kiss."

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Qinghuan's and Jian Fan's expressions were both subtle.

The former seemed a bit embarrassing, while the latter had a dark face.

Speaking of this, Shen Qinghuan felt a little embarrassed. She had been in the industry for so many years, but the first kiss on the screen was still there.

However, since the little secretary said so, he must have never investigated Shen Qinghuan's kiss scene carefully.

Shen Qinghuan felt that it was so embarrassing, so it's better not to expose herself, so she smirked twice.

"When... Of course, I can, it's easy!"

As soon as the voice fell, Jian Fan's face seemed to darken a few degrees again.

The little secretary did not doubt, but turned to look at Jian Fan with some worry.

My boss has never been so close to a girl, and he is not good at acting.

The little secretary is very worried that his own boss's acting is unnatural, and the Motusan couple sees any flaws.

Especially, when the little secretary saw his boss's slightly dark face, he was even more worried.

Does his own boss also realize his own problems and feel Alexander.

Suddenly, the little secretary was worried. Taking advantage of Jian Fan's passing moment, she pulled Shen Qinghuan who was a step slower and whispered a few words in a low voice.

"Sister Qing Huan, we BOSS, you know, we are not good at these, you have to take him into the show in a while and help him!"

Shen Qinghuan, who was still hanging in his heart, shuddered when he heard the words, and the pressure in his heart was even greater, but he felt that he was indeed shouldering the responsibility.

If she hadn't stood up, Jian Fan wouldn't be even less confident.

She can't panic.

Shen Qinghuan took a few deep breaths, maintained the surface calmness, and walked towards Jian Fan.

Jian Fan's table is not a long Western-style table, but an ordinary marble white square table.

However, the dining room is huge. Although there are many decorative ornaments with a sense of technology, the dining table is a bit small.

When Shen Qinghuan walked over, he saw a slightly smaller dining table and was puzzled.

"Why didn't you change to a larger table?"

Shen Qinghuan remembered that Jian Si's villa was a Western-style long table. Although Mr. Jian prefers traditional Chinese style, I heard that the dining table is also great.

Although the real purpose of the Motusan couple is to observe the emotional relationship between the couple and the family, the decoration design on the bright side is better if it can be the most perfect.

This time, the little secretary didn't answer the question, she was slightly stunned, her eyes swept towards the simple and taciturn who was already sitting at the table.

Jian Fan opened his mouth.

"Because no one will come."

The tone was light, and he spoke the matter extremely calmly.

Shen Qinghuan paused as she walked forward, thinking of the simple and complicated family.

I can sit down and eat a meal quietly and talk to my family about what I care about.

Such a small happiness is not even surprising.

In such a family.

However, it is difficult to achieve.

And she, how can she...

Shen Qinghuan seemed to think of something, his eyebrows were stunned, and then a little bit dim.

When she raised her eyes again, she looked at Jian Fan and her eyes were a little closer and gentler.

Shen Qinghuan sat beside Jian Fan in silence, and poured a glass of warm lemonade into Jian Fan's empty glass.

The little secretary quietly arranged food on the opposite side.

I don't know whether it was Jianfan's politeness or what. After Shen Qinghuan poured him a glass of warm lemonade, he quietly poured warm milk to Shen Qinghuan.

Shen Qinghuan likes to drink a cup of hot milk when he is relaxing.

She hadn't told anyone about this habit, but occasionally she would reveal it unconsciously when eating with Jianfan.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the full glass of hot milk in front of him, slightly startled, Yu Guang looked at Jian Fan, and paused.

No one deliberately mentioned the incident just now, but in the air, there seemed to be silent company.

…

But this kind of warmth and speechlessness did not last long.

Opposite the two of them is a little secretary who looks at him and never forgets his important tasks.

"BOSS, Qing Huan sister, where do we start to practice feeding?!"

"Husband and wife lung film?"

"Bone and flesh?"

"Acacia red bean soup?"

"Mandarin ducks playing fish?"

"still is…"

The more Shen Qinghuan listened, the more serious it became.

Both Jian Fan and the little secretary are taking this matter very seriously. After knowing that the other party is investigating the relationship between husband and wife and family, even the name of the dish is based on the name of the couple's dish.

Shen Qinghuan thought for a while, and pointed to the delicate bowl of red bean soup.

"Start with this."

Now that he decided to do it well, Shen Qinghuan also took the initiative, reached out and took the empty bowl in front of Jian Fan, and then used a public spoon to scoop two-thirds of Jian Fan's weight.

The rich etiquette is exquisite, not too much and not too little.

However, when Shen Qinghuan raised his job and turned to look at Jian Fan, his movements still stopped.

There is still a period of psychological construction in between thinking and putting it into actual action.

At this time, Shen Qinghuan didn't dare to look at Jian Fan, holding a small spoon and couldn't get up.

After a while, she tilted her head to look at the little secretary, a little shame flashing in her eyes.

"Do you really want to eat? Can't just pick up vegetables?"

The little secretary said righteously: "Of course not. You don’t need to be so tired and crooked in front of the Motusan couple. But Sister Qinghuan, you think, you may be showing a five-point level, but does the five-point level require a lot of A degree of emotion to pave the way."

"If you are learning acting, you should understand that even if it's just a very ordinary action, if there is a very emotional behind it, the effect will definitely be different from half a bottle of water. You want to impress the Motusan couple, the intimate exterior. Performance is one aspect, but the sweet and deep emotion behind it must be felt by them."

"You and the BOSS are revolutionary friendship now, and revolutionary friendship is not love. Therefore, you must practice hard so that the emotion can be established in a short time. You see that you are beginning to tweak now, and you will also tweak in front of them. Wasn’t it discovered?"

"Such practice behavior also makes you and the BOSS look less like strangers when you are in close contact with the boss."

The little secretary was so eloquent that Shen Qinghuan was taken aback after hearing it. After a few seconds, Shen Qinghuan said sincerely.

"Little secretary, I think you can go to the director department."

The little secretary took the performance as an example, but quickly convinced Shen Qinghuan again. She took a deep breath and once again focused on the red bean soup in her hand.

She regarded this time as an act of daily life.

Shen Qinghuan, you can.

The weather is not too cold, and the red bean soup in Shen Qinghuan's hand is still a bit hot, and she can feel the heat of her fingertips.

She stirred a little in the red bean soup with a small spoon, then gently scooped a small spoonful, learning the way her mother was when she was a child, and blew gently.

When the temperature was slightly right, she sent to Jian Fan.

The little secretary held a pen on the pink folder and looked up to observe Shen Qinghuan's movements while writing something.

Shen Qinghuan glanced at it, still a little nervous in her heart, so she didn't notice the simple and complicated in front of her, as her hand was getting closer and closer to his lips, her body slowly stretched straight.

When she noticed Jian Fan, her hand holding a small spoon was already close to Jian Fan's lips.

Not accidentally, Shen Qinghuan ran into Jianfan's eyes.

In front of Jianfan, his eyebrows were still cold and indifferent, the heat floating on the Acacia Red Bean Soup slightly stained his lenses, coating his cold eyebrows with a hazy color, as if softened a little indifferently.

Shen Qinghuan's heart jumped inexplicably, always feeling that Jian Fan in front of him seemed to relax a lot.

This kind of relaxation is a bit like treating her as a close person.

However, Shen Qinghuan turned to think of Jian Fan's defenses, and felt that it was an illusion.

In fact, Shen Qinghuan has no experience in eating. The red bean soup was a little nervous and it took a long time to blow. When the mouth was taken, the taste of the red bean soup was slightly cold. It seemed that the taste of the red bean soup was not so good, even because it was cooled, it made it sweet and greasy. Even more obvious, it will be a little dull.

But when the lazy and careful voice asked Jian Fan, "Is it good to drink?"

Jian Fan's dark eyes looked at her, and faintly replied, "It's delicious."

The woman in front of her was obviously relieved, her mouth turned up, as if she was happy and proud after successfully completing the task.

Jian Fan discovered that at this time, Shen Qinghuan would not hide her dazzling.

As if unconsciously, it exudes a bright moonlight that makes it difficult to look away.

Shen Qinghuan, who was recognized, was obviously very happy, feeling that this task was not as difficult as imagined.

As long as... don't always look at Jian and Traditional.

Shen Qinghuan somehow came up with this idea.

But soon the little secretary's voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Sister Qing Huan, the angle just now wasn't warm enough, I think it's better for you to adjust it in this direction..."

"Row."

"Then let's do it again."

The supervision of the little secretary who strives for perfection really gave Shen Qinghuan a lot of energy. She was still a little embarrassed at first. In the time of feeding, she finally turned into a sculpture of acting skills.

It's just...it's a bit bitter.

Because Shen Qinghuan is still a person who has some memory of time, since Jianfan feels that the temperature of the first mouth is right, she blew it for so long every time after that.

Then, I fed Jian Fan bit by bit.

It wasn't until a bowl of red bean soup bottomed out that Shen Qinghuan, who focused on acting, and the little secretary who strictly observed it, stopped.

For Jian Fan, there is a high probability that you will not want to drink red bean soup in recent years.

The little secretary quickly wrote an "S" next to Shen Qinghuan's name on the pink folder, and then continued.

"Then next, Sister Qing Huan, you and the boss will swap."

"Change BOSS to feed you."

When the little secretary said this, he didn't have any thoughts, even his tone was rigorous and serious, as if he was studying a textbook.

Shen Qinghuan's face became thicker after all the hard work of his talents, and he didn't think there was any problem.

As for Simplified and Traditional...

As indifferent as him, he doesn't think there is any problem.

It's just that when the little secretary said he was going to feed Shen Qinghuan, the beautiful slender fingers tightened slightly unconsciously.

Considering Shen Qinghuan's star status, and unable to eat more, Jian Fan chose a plate of fruit salad instead.

Fresh mare's milk grapes mixed with peach powder, peach slices, diced banana, cherry tomatoes, diced apples, etc., and then topped with creamy salad dressing, mixed with a few strawberries and bursting beads, the color matching is extremely gorgeous tasty.

Shen Qinghuan was really greedy.

Staring at the fruit salad in Jian Fan's hands, he didn't move.

But this time, only Jian Fan and Shen Qinghuan were left in the dining room.

Earlier, the little secretary who wanted to defend his rights as a director had suddenly received an important business call. There was no alternative, he could not witness the feeding action of his own boss.

Haosheng gave Shen Qinghuan a wink before leaving.

Probably the meaning was the same as what she had whispered to her earlier, that is, she wanted Shen Qinghuan to play with Jian Fan.

However, Shen Qinghuan, who is a little hungry now, decided to eat first.

Jian Fan picked a cherry tomatoes with a small silver fork.

The cook of Jian Fan's family is very attentive. He carefully slits every cherry tree and stuffed it with a small dried plum.

Shen Qinghuan hadn't eaten it like this before, so the most her eyes fell on this cherry tree with dried plums.

Unexpectedly, Jian Fan would go with her, and the first pick for her was the cherry tomatoes.

Shen Qinghuan stared at the cherry tree eagerly, without noticing the slightly upward curvature of Jian Fan's mouth.

Soon, Jian Fan delivered the cherry tomatoes to Shen Qinghuan's mouth.

Maybe it was because Shen Qinghuan was a little greedy.

Maybe, Jian and Fan's movements are too fast.

The intimate behavior of the two of them was smooth and natural.

Shen Qinghuan didn't feel discomfort at all.

She only noticed when she had eaten a few first ones. After eating one by herself, Jian Fan would immediately give her a second one, naturally and considerately.

Except for his face a little colder, his actions did not show resistance.

Shen Qinghuan muttered in her heart.

It seems that this patent is really important.

The abbot Jane has built himself up to overcome close contact.

She and the little secretary could let go of their hanging hearts a little bit.

While thinking, Shen Qinghuan ate it mechanically. When she recovered, she had eaten most of the fruit salad.

Moreover, she still noticed that Jian Fan's eyes stopped slightly on the few saints left.

Shen Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, suddenly blessed to his soul.

Perhaps the tableware was not prepared enough, and there was only one small fork for fruit salad. Shen Qinghuan put the disposable glove next to him on his right hand.

Then, from the fruit salad bowl, I picked the largest, reddest and round cherry fruit and placed it in front of Jian Fan.

As if sharing food with friends, he said loudly.

"Here, you can try it too."

Shen Qinghuan's white and tender fingers shook in front of Jian Fan's eyes.

The red cherry blossoms, the fingers of Shen Qinghuan are becoming whiter, like lychee flesh with the shell peeled off.

Transparent, hydrated, and pan-sweet.

Jian Fan paused with the fork in his hand, his eyes seemed a bit deep.

Shen Qinghuan didn't realize it.

She had heard that Jian Fan had some cleanliness, and he probably wouldn't use the used fork. Shen Qinghuan thought about putting one in Jian Fan's bowl. After that, he looked for tableware to eat.

Just as she wanted to do something, Jian Fan suddenly bowed her head in front of her.

Lips... Sweeping Shen Qinghuan's fingers, biting the cherry tomatoes between her fingertips.

…

The thin and cool lips can feel a soft touch even with plastic disposable gloves.

In this way, he gently slid the white and tender fingertips of Shen Qinghuan, and took off the cherry tomatoes in her hand.

Shen Qinghuan's eyes were startled, his fingertips instantly froze in place, the soles of his feet were warm, and a puff of numb came straight up.

But Shen Qinghuan hadn't realized what was going on, Jian Fan had already left her fingertips, but the soft touch seemed to still stop, making Shen Qinghuan tremble to a little at a loss.

Shen Qinghuan is actually a very conservative person.

With Xu Anshen for so long before, the two did not have much close contact.

Not to mention, just like Jane Fan's just now, and playfully... teasing.

When the word crossed Shen Qinghuan's mind, she subconsciously stunned even more, and a tingling sensation rushed to the forehead from her back, turning into a reddish earlobe.

This...what is going on?

Jian Fan...he...how could he get involved with this word?

he and I…

Shen Qinghuan's eyelashes trembled lightly, and her heart could not help but plop twice.

At this moment, Jian Fan's slightly cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Sorry for being greedy."

Because, greedy.

So I didn't hold back and ate it in Shen Qinghuan's hands.

Literally, it is such an explanation.

Shen Qinghuan's heartbeat seemed to ease for a moment. Although she didn't expect Jian Fan to have a day of eagerness for food, she seemed to be able to understand what she looked like just now.

Shen Qinghuan waved his hand: "I'm so sorry. We were doing feeding exercises. In fact, your hand just now seems to be more subtle. If I were really your girlfriend, I would have been moved just now."

Shen Qinghuan took this topic half-jokingly.

Why is it half joking?

Because Shen Qinghuan knew that at the moment she was really moved.

Jian Fan heard Shen Qinghuan's words, and there was a brief moment of condensation between his eyebrows. He seemed to want to say something, but after a while, he swallowed slowly.

Now, it's not enough.

However, he really couldn't help it.

To Shen Qinghuan, greedy.

***

When the little secretary came back, the two of them had obviously finished their feeding exercises. Shen Qinghuan happily gave the little secretary a thumbs-up gesture. Obviously, this feeding exercise was very successful.

The little secretary was naturally happy.

After that, according to his pink folder, he continued to execute the three, four, five, six, seven steps of cultivating feelings.

Shen Qinghuan became more and more professional, and the little secretary blushed a few times, feeling that he was eating a lot of dog food.

Even the little secretary standing behind them, simply holding hands to watch the stars, feels more than a little bit of himself.

Mainly, the eyes of the two looking at each other.

Sincere, clear, as if there are only one another in this space.

Seeing this, the little secretary had to give Shen Qinghuan a few thumbs up. It is indeed a treasure-level acting skill recognized by both director Yin Tang and screenwriter Wang Qianqian.

Not only was his self-substitution extremely strong, but he also brought his boss to the lead. After all, he hadn't seen his boss's eyes so tender.

At this time, the little secretary didn't think about how BOSS would like Shen Qinghuan.

In his opinion, his boss is a person who is extremely accurate in self-awareness and is so persistent that it is impossible to change his mind.

He knocked his boss and Shen Qinghuan’s CP so sincerely, but was denied by the party’s cold water. His thoughts were long since mourned, but he didn’t want to chase further and further away on the fruitless CP and was finally abused. Or myself.

Thinking of this, the little secretary couldn't help but look at the two who even matched their backs perfectly.

Sighed inwardly.

With such a good match, the boss of his own is as blind as it is, and I can't see Qing Huan's goodness.

Many years later, when the little secretary accidentally learned when his boss fell in love with Shen Qinghuan, he was dumbfounded on the spot.

It turned out that the blind person was himself.

Of course, this is something.

Right now, the little secretary thought it was Shen Qinghuan who brought Jianfan into the play, but Shen Qinghuan knew it was not.

But she didn't think much about it, only when Jian Fan was obsessed with patents and she was also very talented in acting, it was natural that she almost thought it was true.

…

After practicing tremblingly, nervously and nervously for a day.

The actual results were ushered in the next day.

The Motusan couple had an appointment at nine o'clock.

Shen Qinghuan appeared at Jianfan's house at eight o'clock.

Because it was not a business gathering, the Motusan couple did not come to feel the work, so Jianfan thought about it for a while, but did not let the little secretary show up.

Sure enough, the Mortusangs smiled a lot more when they saw that there were only Jianfan and Shen Qinghuan in the house.

Motu Sang: "It's so good, and it's a lot easier. The previous battles in the Lin family were too big, and my wife and I were a little more restrained."

Qiao Wu nodded and smiled in agreement.

Shen Qinghuan was a little happy, and left a good initial impression at the beginning.

However, Shen Qinghuan did not dare to relax. Lin Sen and his wife and the Lin family were well-known couples in the wealthy circle.

Not to mention, she and Jian Fan are not real lovers, even if they are real lovers, there is a time gap.

The two of them only trained intensively for one day, and they didn't know if they could be in the eyes of the Motusan couple.

This is another problem. Although they know that the Motusan couple value the relationship between husband and wife and family, the relationship is a very complicated expression. Specifically, they value which part of the relationship more.

Even Jian Fan couldn't understand this.

So, in the end, Jian Fan also said something.

"Do your best, obey the fate."

Doing the best within one's ability is lucky, if not, there is no regret.

When Shen Qinghuan listened, she couldn't help but glanced at Jian Fan a few more times.

I remembered that when Xu Anshen took over the business of the Xu Group in the early stage, because some cooperative companies did not believe him and did not give him a CASE, he kept sighing and did not make too much effort.

Confronted, but see from the details.

Shen Qinghuan appreciates open-minded people.

Here, Qiao Wu's voice attracted Shen Qinghuan's attention.

Several people now walked to the second floor of Jian Fan's residence.

Jian Fan’s residence was not a villa or a courtyard house. He bought a building next to the CBD of the Imperial City.

He opened up the three flat floors on the top floor and made it into a high-end residence with a sense of intelligence and technology.

This is very different from the traditional rich second-generation rich, in Jianfan, it seems that a fresh and upward momentum can be seen.

During the period, the Mortusangs saw many high-tech products, some of which were not in the fields they knew well. Shen Qinghuan was not professional either, but Jian Fan knew it.

Moreover, he was very attentive, but when the Mortusangs paid more attention to a certain object, he began to explain the function of the object.

Because the Motusangs were originally engaged in scientific research, Jianfan also discussed some specific science and technology with the two.

Professional terms come at your fingertips.

Obviously, Jian Fan has a deep research in the field of science and technology.

Motu Sang and Qiao Wu glanced at each other and nodded lightly.

In this era, it is another kind of fortune to have such a hardworking young man with outstanding vision to lead the way forward.

But...

The Motusangs tacitly swept aside and held gifts, Shen Qinghuan who treated people and things very well.

…

Although Jianfan’s residence has only three floors, each floor incorporates a lot of technology products, including some design concepts, as well as the construction concepts of modern technology homes. Therefore, a few people talked about it all the way. It feels like a few hours have passed.

The meal will be reached soon.

Of course it's not Shen Qinghuan who cooks, but... it's not the chef of Jian Fan's family either.

It's... Simplified and Traditional.

At first, Shen Qinghuan was surprised for a while when she heard Jian Fan's cooking.

Later, when the little secretary was abroad, after cooking by himself all the year round, and had already practiced a culinary skill that did not lose to his chef, Shen Qinghuan still did not believe it.

Until I hit Jian Fan personally, I saw Jian Fan's skillful knives, precise scooping, and skillful operation. Of course, the most important thing was the scent that groaned her stomach.

She believed it, and wanted to eat it soon.

In order to show the friendship between the two people, Shen Qinghuan naturally stayed on the simple and complex.

In the kitchen as well, she washed vegetables, simplified and cut vegetables. Although the two cooperated for the first time, they also had a good relationship with each other, which was very tacit.

Even because it was too tacit on several occasions.

Shen Qinghuan looked at Jianfan happily. Although Jianfan didn't have any expressions, his slightly drooping eyes softened a little.

Suddenly, it seemed that a slightly ordinary and everyday warmth enveloped the two of them.

Across the door, Motusan and his wife, who will see the two busy in the kitchen from time to time, look at each other, as if their hearts are bright, and they show their faces slightly.

It's just that there seems to be some other reason in the smiles of the two of them. It seems that it is not just a matter of examining who the patent rights are granted.

When the dishes were served, the Mortusang couple, who had calmed down the whole process, also revealed their first surprise today.

The Mortusangs are from City G. The morning tea and some soups over there are very famous.

Because of the complicated craftsmanship, there are many dishes that the locals are not good at.

But... Jian Fan actually made a few famous teas in G City and made a pot of soup.

Although I haven't tasted it yet, I know it's good by looking at the appearance and aroma.

At that time, Shen Qinghuan knew that Jian Fan was going to make local delicacies in G City, and she was as surprised as the Motusang couple.

After Jian Fan really made it, Shen Qinghuan could only say that Jian Fan refreshed his knowledge of her again.

The Motusan couple, who were also refreshed, took a mouthful of sea shrimp and red rice sausage, and carefully tasted it. The two of them had dim eyes and nodded frequently. The speed of picking up the dishes represented their recognition of simple and traditional cooking.

Until one set was cleared, the two men were willing to start talking.

"Jian Dong, I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good? Self-taught?"

"I spent some time in G City before, and a friend opened a refreshment restaurant, and he learned a few skills with him at that time."

"So, I don't know the name of your friend's store?"

The Motusang couple thought about the simple and complicated learning, and they were already in place. It is estimated that the food in the store is even more delicious, and the two of them can be regarded as greedy.

Jian Fan told the two of them a name of the store, and the Mortusangs quickly took it down.

Shen Qinghuan, who was on the side, smiled and played as a tool person with Jianfanxiu's affection.

However, Shen Qinghuan originally thought that Jian Fan's non-talkative temperament and her poor temperament in dealing with scientific researchers would make the scene fall into the cold for a while.

But I never thought that the Motusans are quite talkative.

Just...

Shen Qinghuan couldn't say it, it felt a bit strange.

They seem to be extremely concerned about simplified and traditional.

Although this is normal.

But it seems to be extremely concerned about the private life of simple and traditional.

For example, I would ask Jianfan what his hobbies are, and if Jianfan is enthusiastic about charity activities, and also ask Jianfan some more tricky technology-related questions.

Even between several conversations, Shen Qinghuan felt that the two of them had the illusion of being simple and complex in the interview.

But after all, Mr. and Mrs. Motusang holds the right to patent, and Shen Qinghuan regards the questions similar to the interview as an investigation for the time being.

The relationship between Jianfan and Shen Qinghuan was naturally mentioned in the chat.

Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan and Jian Fan were well prepared. Many of the questions asked by Mr. and Mrs. Motu Sang have been included in the "One Hundred Questions about the Love Between Master Ba and the Star's Wife" prepared by the young secretary.

Speaking of this matter, Shen Qinghuan unconsciously still wanted to talk about this extremely earthy name.

When Shen Qinghuan got this folder, his eyelids trembled.

Straightforwardly asked the little secretary how he got such a name.

The little secretary said righteously, of course.

"This is the question I have summed up after studying hundreds of romantic novels by the masters and celebrity wives."

"Of course you have to be worthy of the providers of this subject, and the title must be arranged for them."

"Then... shouldn't you type their titles?"

The little secretary patted his chest: "Of course, look at the appendix of the title on the last page."

Shen Qinghuan turned to the last page.

Sure enough, I saw a densely packed page of book titles, as well as the author's name, and even... and a brief introduction.

Those who didn't know thought this was the book list between the little secretary and Shen Qinghuan.

The title may be the same, but the introduction is full of flowers.

what…

[The tyrant chased his wife in the crematorium, the wife star ran with the ball]

[General tyrant's amnesia meets an 18-line star and turns into an assistant]

[President Ba has a crush on the rich and beautiful stars for many years, and the variety show touches porcelain to chase love]

[The star pretends to be a small secretary in the play, and approached the boss and was sanctioned (18.jin)]

…

Shen Qinghuan suspected that this was the book list the little secretary gave her to Amway.

After all, cough cough... there are so few, she really wants to look at them, especially those 18 and so on.

But it is also considered a blessing to the little secretary's preparation.

The two of them should have passed through without any risk.

Said it should be.

There is an uncertainty.

The reason is because the Motusans will ask questions that are beyond the scope of the young secretary.

But there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom.

The three of them also anticipated this situation and discussed a set of countermeasures.

Let Jianfan start, then Shen Qinghuan added.

This method is enough for the two to use their strengths and avoid weaknesses, with simple and complicated words, and an outline concept for Shen Qinghuan to sort out the context.

Shen Qinghuan has acted in many scenes. Once he has the context, it is easier to fill the backbone of the plot.

Therefore, when the two went back and forth, they matched just right.

It's just that the answers to some questions seem to be too dramatic, and the expressions of the Mortusangs are a little strange.

It seems to have believed, and it seems to have not believed.

Shen Qinghuan was a little down, but after eating this meal, the Motusang couple's attitude towards her and Jianfan became better, which made her feel a little more secure.

The arrangement in the afternoon was rather mediocre, very in line with the tune of the wealthy circle.

The four went for a round of golf.

According to the Motusan couple’s previous procedure at Lin’s family, some of them had dinner, and today’s role-play is over.

Shen Qinghuan's professional smirk also persisted until the end of dinner.

After sending the Mortusang couple away, I was thinking that I could go home and soak in a comfortable milk bath, so as to soothe my nervous nerves that I was so nervous today.

can…

"I heard that at Jian Dong's house, the starry sky on the top floor at night is quite beautiful in the quiet of the city. I wonder if our husband and wife are honored to have a look?"

Jian Fan's eyes drooping slightly.

Shen Qinghuan's professional smirk also froze.

The implication is that the Mortusangs want to live in Jianfan tonight.

Can they refuse?

"No..." Jian Fan Yuguang glanced at Shen Qinghuan with a frozen smile, frowned, obviously wanting to refuse.

But Shen Qinghuan regained consciousness and said first: "Of course it can."

Then he slapped Jianfan's arm and smiled sweetly: "What do you think, Jianfan?"

Of course, the moment Shen Qinghuan turned to look at Jian Fan, she winked at Jian Fan in a direction that the Motu Sang couple could not see.

Jian Fan stared at Shen Qinghuan with an anxious look, only a few seconds later, he said lightly.

"Ok."

Jianfan asked the Mortussans to go up and choose a room first.

The two of her stayed in the living room.

After confirming that the Motusan couple will not go downstairs at this time, nor will they hear the conversation between the two.

Only then did Jian Fan push the cooler lenses, his expression a little cautious.

"Why do you agree?"

"You know that promise means..."

"I know." Shen Qinghuan interrupted Jian Fan. She held a glass of hot milk, which Jian Fan had just given her.

"I know that my promise means that I want to stay tonight and... live in the same room with you."

Since this time the Motusan couple are mainly considering the relationship between husband and wife and family.

Shen Qinghuan and Jianfan are originally just a couple relationship, or a fake couple relationship, they are much weaker than the Lin family in terms of status.

I don’t know if I can get through the previous acting.

If the Motusan couple still finds that they live in different places, they will definitely be suspicious, or they will feel that the relationship between the two is not too deep, at least not as deep as those of the Lin family.

The patent right of the smart home may not be taken down.

Shen Qinghuan's slender fingers tapped gently on the milk glass.

She wants to help Jian Fan.

She wants to return Jane Fan's favor.

Otherwise, I really owe more.

Shen Qinghuan, who hates owing favors so much, sticks to principles this time as always.

It's just that she is also somewhat unclear about why she persists this time.

Jian Fan's eyebrows were still slightly frowned.

Shen Qinghuan took a sip of milk, and the warm smell of milk was on the tip of her tongue. She went on to say: "Abbot Jane, it's just the same room, not the same bed. I don't mind. What do you mind?"

Speaking of this, Shen Qinghuan seemed to think of something, smiled, and took a step forward, freeing a hand, gently holding Jian Fan's sleeve, glanced at his Dharma cufflinks, and smiled.

"Here, you see, I have called you Abbot Jane, I believe you will be worthy of your name."

Speaking of which, Shen Qinghuan really didn't worry about what Jian Fan could do to her.

Jian Fan is notorious for not being close to women. He was so defensive even before her closeness. If Jian Fan had any intentions against her, she would write her name backwards.

However, thinking of what Jian Fan had guarded against her before, Shen Qinghuan frowned first, and after a while, it seemed as if she had suddenly realized it, and she was surprised.

"You...you won't still doubt what I am trying to do with you."

Shen Qinghuan always wanted to find an opportunity to explain it with Jian Fan. She started this, and immediately denied Sanlian seriously.

I am not, I don't, don't think about it.

In order to convince Jian Fan, Shen Qinghuan omitted the few thoughts in the middle that were slightly shaken by Jian Fan's beauty, and sincerely confessed his approval to the partner Jian Fan. After speaking, it was almost impossible to swear by heaven. , However, the night was stained with Jian Fan's face, and it seemed to get darker and darker.

Just when Shen Qinghuan was really about to put his fingers up to swear, Jian Fan glanced at Shen Qinghuan's put up fingers, and his voice was a little dull.

"No need to,