Loving My Rival’s White Moonlight

Shen Qinghuan looked at the person in front of him with an unprecedented seriousness.

"What are you doing here?"

The person in front shook the red wine on the table and shrugged.

"Look at you, isn't it normal?"

"After all, aren't we brothers and sisters?"

The man in front of him, with a sharp head, dressed very trendy, and his bronzed face was completely cynical.

At first glance, it is a typical "Playboy."

Shen Qinghuan, who has the same temperament and cold temperament, does not seem to be related at all.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the short-headed man and said that, there was no joy in her eyes, but she did not refute, only silently closed her lips.

The man appeared in Shen Qinghuan's rental house in the Imperial Capital.

Because Shen Qinghuan's current popularity is comparable to that of the first-line Xiaohua, the company has also spent "large sums" to rent a high-end apartment with a strong sense of design and style in the third ring road for Shen Qinghuan.

But just this high-end apartment with a rent of tens of thousands a month is full of contempt in the eyes of the inch-headed man.

He wrapped his hands behind his head, first patrolled the apartment, and then went back to Shen Qinghuan.

"Jianfan will let you live here? He is too picky, right? He still doesn't pay attention to the foundation of our family?"

Shen Qinghuan frowned and interrupted.

"He is not such a person."

"This house is arranged by the company."

The inch-length man gave a "chih".

"I haven't gotten married yet, so I'm thinking of myself as Mrs. Jane? You turned your elbow out so quickly?"

Shen Qinghuan condensed his eyebrows slightly, raised his eyes and glanced at the inch-headed man, without any emotion, but let the inch-headed man silence a little.

It was like being stared at by a stubborn deer.

The short-haired man twitched the corner of his mouth and continued.

"Speaking of speaking, your company is too cumbersome. When you entered the entertainment industry, your family said that you would open a brokerage company, but you didn’t work hard. Now you have been working for so many years and you are still in this small broken company. How about it, now, brother is playing for you to start a company?"

Although the man with a short head said something about Shen Qinghuan, his tone was mostly ridiculous. Shen Qinghuan pursed his lips, and his voice was no longer normal and lazy, but instead he sat more and more upright.

"No need to."

The man with an inch head naturally sat on the soft sofa of Shen Qinghuan's house, his tall body sank into the sofa, and his legs were lifted. Hearing Shen Qinghuan's words, he seemed to think of something and raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, I forgot that someone is accustomed to it, no one is willing to owe favors."

"and so…"

"Didn't you really be with Jian Fan."

The words of the short-headed man, though calm but sure, seemed to have mastered Shen Qinghuan's mind completely.

Shen Qinghuan's body froze for a moment, and the recent annoyance appeared in her eyes, but she quickly lost her emotions, as if she didn't want the short-headed man to find out, as if she was trying to lie strongly.

"I and Jian Fan are together."

The unbelieving man didn't believe it at all, chuckled twice, and shook his head.

"Shen Qinghuan, I know you better, don't lie."

When Shen Qinghuan was pierced, although her face was not visible, her tight hands clearly revealed her tension.

Although the man with a short head didn't see Shen Qinghuan's subtle movements, his determined mind remained the same.

He just looked at Shen Qinghuan with a smile, as if he didn't believe what she said.

Silence, even more unbelief.

The humidifier in the room is working slowly, even if it is advertised as silent, it can still make some noises, and I can hear it very clearly at this time.

The mist from the humidifier blew Shen Qinghuan's hand.

It's wet and cold.

Extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, the voice of the man with a short head suddenly sounded again.

"Shen Qinghuan, do you know what that sentence you just said means?"

That sentence.

She and Jian Fan are together.

The inch-headed man didn't want to wait for Shen Qinghuan to answer this time. His gaze shifted from Shen Qinghuan's face to the large-screen TV directly in front of him. His figure was on the dark TV screen.

Black, dark.

The smile at the corner of his mouth slowly receded.

The index finger tapped twice on the small square table with the humidifier.

"Shen Qinghuan, if what you say is true, it means that you will owe our family a great favor."

"Can you still afford it?"

Hearing that, Shen Qinghuan seemed to be sapped by someone, and his back instantly stiffened.

Afterwards...

Silent for a long time.

***

The appearance of the short-headed man not only caused an impact on Shen Qinghuan himself, but also caused an impact on Shen Qinghuan and Jian Fan’s CP fans.

The paparazzi, who had been guarding Shen Qinghuan's apartment for a long time, immediately PO showed a picture of a man coming out of Shen Qinghuan's house.

From the Cuntou man entering Shen Qinghuan's apartment and then out, this series of photos and videos flowed out quickly.

What caused the most uproar was that the inch-tou man spent the night in Shen Qinghuan's apartment and only came out during the day the next day.

Although the inch-headed man wears masks and sunglasses, he can't tell who he is or what he is, but he can tell him he is a handsome man through his tall and sturdy figure.

Suddenly, the phone number of Shen Qinghuan's brokerage company was bombed. The agent scratched his head and asked the person in question what his identity was and how he was preparing for public relations.

Shen Qinghuan herself just made a deep face, pursing her lips and said: "It's not true, no public relations are needed."

The agent looked at Shen Qinghuan’s inaction, more anxiously like an ant on a hot pot: "My aunt, don’t you know how hot you are now? The higher you hold it, and the slightest carelessness, you will fall. The worse you are, if you don’t have a good PR, the fans you’ve finally accumulated will disappear in a blink of an eye, and there will be more brainless blacks, keyboard sprays, and your acting career will also be affected. Who on earth is he, if it’s just one irrelevant People, just explain it to everyone."

"Also, does Jian Dong know about this matter? He is the one who needs your explanation most."

Listening to the anxious words of the agent, Shen Qinghuan blinked when she said "insignificant person".

After the meeting, she took out her phone and sent a message to Jian Fan.

[Shen Qinghuan: That person is my second brother. 】

[Jian Fan: Yes. 】

The instant second reply made Shen Qinghuan stunned, as if Jian Fan had been waiting for her to explain.

Just before Shen Qinghuan could think about it, the agent who was anxious like an ant on a hot pot suddenly jumped from the sofa and slightly frightened Shen Qinghuan.

The beautiful Dan Feng's eyes widened slightly, and he didn't even ask.

I saw the agent holding the mobile phone and excitedly said to Shen Qinghuan: "It's still Jian Dong to work hard, what he said is more useful than any public relations!"

Shen Qinghuan is inexplicable.

The agent didn't go around with her, and directly handed the phone to Shen Qinghuan.

On the illuminated mobile phone screen, it happened to stop at the simplified and traditional Weibo page.

He just sent a Weibo a few seconds ago.

"I was at Qinghuan's house that day."