Pampering

For a while, the atmosphere was strange.

Yan Qiuzhi and Chen Lunan were speechless and kept silent.

Xiang Yueming looked back at that Bao for a long while, then set his eyes on Cheng Zhan again. She suffocated, took a deep breath and told herself to calm down and murder was illegal.

After brainwashing myself several times, Xiang Yuemingcai smiled and said, "Thank you Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

He looked at her with burning eyes, and his tone was calm: "You are welcome."

Xiang Yueming took the bag and got out of the car, her lips curled into a straight line, and she looked very strange.

Yan Qiuzhi cleared his throat and looked at her: "Xiaoyue'er, put it in the car."

She smiled and said, "This is Chen Lunan's car."

Xiang Yueming is also not appropriate to take two bags. She said "um" and said softly, "Thank you, sister Yan Yan."

Yan Qiuzhi patted her shoulder, calming the atmosphere: "I'm so hungry, let's go in."

"it is good."

Xiang Yueming chatted with her and didn't give Cheng Zhan a look from beginning to end. She did not exist when Cheng Zhan.

This will happen to be lunch time, there are a lot of people in the private kitchen, but because of the special design, there is no cave, and the privacy is very good.

Chen Lunan and the others seemed to be acquaintances of this restaurant, and they asked for a spot in the corner.

The location arrangement is undoubtedly, Yan Qiuzhi and Chen Lunan side, she and Cheng Zhan side.

Taking into account Yan Qiuzhi's kindness, Xiang Yueming didn't give Cheng Zhan a momentary expression.

After sitting down, Yan Qiuzhi introduced the specialty dishes of this store to her.

"Is there anything you want to eat?"

Xiang Yueming smiled, embarrassed and said: "Broiled pork, I like meat."

"Their braised pork is a must!"

The two were chatting together, and the two men next to them seemed like sculptures.

Chen Lunan took a sip of tea and gave Cheng Zhan a look of disgust.

Cheng Zhandang didn't see it, he raised his hand and rubbed his temples, relaxing for a moment.

Although all the whispering sounds are in his ears, he feels happy because of familiarity.

Cheng Zhan glanced sideways, and the smile on Xiang Yueming's face was not perfunctory.

She is really happy and likes to talk to Yan Qiuzhi.

Thinking of this, Cheng Zhan suddenly suffered a heart attack.

Xiang Yueming is very gentle to everyone now, except for herself.

Cheng Zhan took a sip of bitter tea in silence.

After a while, the food was delivered.

Listening to Yan Qiuzhi and Chen Lunan talking, Xiang Yueming lowered his eyes to eat quietly.

Her hand will inadvertently touch the person next to her, so she tries to avoid it.

After eating, Yan Qiuzhi suddenly asked her, "Are you going to record dance life again?"

Xiang Yueming nodded: "Two days later."

Yan Qiuzhi sighed: "It's a pity that I can't go to the scene to see it."

Xiang Yueming smiled and relieved her: "It's the same when you watch it on TV."

Yan Qiuzhi clinked glasses with her: "The game went well."

"Thank you."

While speaking, Yan Qiuzhi suddenly turned the topic to Cheng Zhan.

"Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Zhan raised his eyes.

Yan Qiuzhi smiled, glanced at Chen Lunan, and asked in a low voice, "I heard that you have been busy recently, right?"

Cheng Zhan asked lightly: "What do you want to say."

Yan Qiu squinted his eyes: "You are not attending our party now, is it because you were dumped by your girlfriend and didn't feel embarrassed to show up."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

Xiang Yueming's eyelashes trembled, and the hand holding the chopsticks suddenly froze.

She didn't know why one or two of them said she was a girlfriend, and both said she dumped Cheng Zhan.

Haven't figured it out yet, the person next to me explained lightly: "There is no time."

Yan Qiuzhi said "Ah", reluctantly: "Why is there no time?"

She gave Cheng Zhan a glance: "This is your excuse."

Cheng Zhan did not explain.

Chen Lunan smiled and looked at his wife: "He may really have no time recently."

"what?"

Chen Lunan pointed to Cheng Zhan and said, "I heard Assistant Ding said that I was busy until early in the morning last night, and I have been working overtime in the company recently, so I just slept in the company."

Yan Qiuzhi raised his eyebrows, and said in amazement, "What happened in the short distance?"

Cheng Zhan didn't say much, but slightly nodded and said: "Little things."

"...Oh." Yan Qiuzhi glanced at him: "Then forgive you for the time being."

Cheng Zhan ignored her.

Listening to their conversation, Xiang Yueming suddenly felt that the tea in her hand was not so bitter.

After entering the mouth, there is an indescribable sweet taste, endless aftertaste.

She pursed the corner of her lips, unable to tell what the smell was about.

Soon, the topic went off again.

Yan Qiuzhi started chattering about everyday life, she looked at Xiang Yueming: "What do you do when you rest?"

Xiang Yueming thought for a while. During the rest, he basically harassed Cheng Zhan, or practiced dancing at home, watched movies and read books.

Recently, apart from harassing Cheng Zhan, everything else is the same as before.

Yan Qiuzhi couldn't laugh or cry as she listened: "You should be the female star I have ever seen without entertainment."

She smiled and suggested, "How about we call you up next time we go out to play?"

Xiang Yueming smiled and nodded: "Okay."

She said, "But I don't know anything."

"What are you going to know?" Yan Qiuzhi pointed to the person next to him: "My husband, they can do it."

Xiang Yueming smiled, looking at her with envy.

No one in the entertainment industry does not envy the relationship between Yan Qiuzhi and Chen Lunan.

She is the same.

-

After dinner, Xiang Yueming returned to the company.

When she got off the car, she took her bag.

When walking to the company, Xiang Yueming heard footsteps behind.

She pursed her lower lip, pretending not to know.

The door in the lobby on the first floor opened and closed, and Xiang Yueming went in and felt the air-conditioning, which made her feel comfortable.

As they were walking, the artists from the two companies were oncoming.

"Where did Yueming go?"

Before she could answer, another person exclaimed: "Mr Cheng."

Mr. Cheng nodded slightly.

The man's eyes brightened, and he looked at Cheng Zhan in surprise: "Why President Cheng came here today? Is there anything wrong?"

Cheng Zhan nodded: "Yeah."

Xiang Yueming continued to move forward, ignoring the people behind.

The man wanted to say something, Cheng Zhan said lightly: "Sorry, I have something to say to Xiang Yueming."

The two of them were taken aback and looked at Yueming's back in surprise.

Xiang Yueming paused and stopped subconsciously.

Cheng Zhan finished talking with them and walked towards her frankly.

"Enter the elevator."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

The two entered the elevator one after the other, and when the elevator door closed, the people in the lobby were still stunned.

"What does Cheng Zonghe Xiang Yueming want to say?"

"The two of them still came in one after the other. Isn't there something tricky?"

"It's not that it's a coincidence."

"Yes, I think it should be about work. Isn't Xiang Yueming very popular recently?"

...

In the elevator, the two stood silent on both sides.

Xiang Yueming lowered his head and swiped the phone with no signal, pretending that there was no one next to him.

Cheng Zhan stared at her sideways for a while, but remained silent.

The two seemed to be more patient than anyone else.

He clinked and raised his eyes to Yueming.

When she reached the floor she was going to, she put away her mobile phone and was about to go outside. Suddenly, her wrist was pulled, and she was dragged back, and the elevator door closed again.

Xiang Yueming frowned in dissatisfaction and looked at the person next to her.

"Cheng, what do you want to do?"

Cheng Zhan looked cold and whispered: "Talk to you about work."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She pursed her lower lip: "Is this not suitable?"

She earnestly said: "If you have any job, Mr. Cheng can talk to my agent."

Cheng Zhan looked at her, "I'll talk to you."

"..."

Not knowing what had come to mind, Xiang Yueming didn't struggle anymore.

When they arrived at Cheng Zhan's office floor, the two entered the office one after another.

It may be because Cheng Zhan said he wanted to talk about work, and Xiang Yueming looked open when he entered his office.

As for the strange gazes of the assistants, she shouldn't exist.

-

Cheng Zhan's office is not as big as a short-range one, but there are quite a few.

The decoration is still his favorite style, simple and bright. There is no warm taste, Xiang Yueming doesn't like it.

She followed in with her head held high, Cheng Zhan looked at her, "What do you want to drink?"

"No." Xiang Yueming sat in a precarious manner: "I'm here to talk about work, not to taste tea from Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

Powerless.

He looked at Xiang Yueming and asked in a low voice, "You must talk to me like this?"

Xiang Yueming paused for a while, looking at him with a slightly tired expression for a while. Her eyelashes trembled, don't open her eyes and say, "What are you going to talk about with me?"

Cheng Zhan watched her: "Did you read the script of Director Xu's play?"

Xiang Yueming said "Um", "I looked at it roughly."

Cheng Zhan nodded: "Are you quite free these days?"

"...It's fine."

Xiang Yueming recently, except for a few commercial performances, is a dance life. She is about to join the group, and she is not suitable for too many other jobs, at least to give herself some breathing space.

Cheng Zhan handed her something and said lightly: "Director Xu's movie is about flying."

"I know."

Xiang Yueming saw that he was really serious about his work, and his expression was a bit serious.

Cheng Zhan pointed to the address: "If you are interested, you can go here and have a look."

Xiang Yueming lowered his eyes, "This is?"

Cheng Zhan said: "It is too late for you to learn how to fly a plane, but if you want to win the movie of Director Xu, you must first simply fly."

He lifted his chin and pointed: "A private flying agency. The boss is my friend. I said hello. You are going to meet him."

Xiang Yueming was startled.

She was thinking about how to reject this kind of intention, and Cheng Zhan bluntly said: "You are a company artist, and it will be of great benefit to the company to win the movie of Director Xu."

"..."

Xiang Yueming said "um" and put it away: "Thank you Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zhan looked at her for a long while, and said lightly: "Let the assistant follow you when you go."

"……know."

For a moment, Xiang Yueming felt that the air in this large office was a bit cramped and breathless.

Xiang Yueming looked down at the floor, and the fine and shredded sunlight outside the window poured in, making the floor brighter.

She pursed her lips and looked at Cheng Zhan, "Is there anything else?"

Cheng Zhan didn't say a word.

Xiang Yueming didn't look at him again, and said lightly: "It's okay, I'm leaving now."

"Ok."

Cheng Zhan didn't hold back much.

Xiang Yueming couldn't tell if she was happy or down, so she got up and walked to the gate. As soon as his hand touched the doorknob, a man's voice came from behind: "I am going abroad tomorrow."

Xiang Yueming had a meal.

Cheng Zhan got up and walked towards her, his breath getting closer.

He didn't do anything, he just leaned to look at her: "It should take a while, you have to call Yan Qiuzhi and the others, don't be afraid of trouble."

Xiang Yueming looked at him sideways: "What do you mean?"

Cheng Zhan: "It means literally."

He said: "Just in case, Ding Yanjiao, I will go abroad together and I can't protect your side."

Xiang Yueming choked, wanting to say that he didn't need it. But when the words came to her lips, she took them back.

Forget it.

She nodded: "I know, I will try not to trouble Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

"That is not what i mean."

Xiang Yueming: "Oh."

She pointed: "I understand."

Cheng Zhan was weak, "Pay attention to rest."

"……Ok."

-

Leaving Cheng Zhan's office, Xiang Yueming returned to the dance studio.

There was no one in the dance room. She placed the two bags side by side, her eyes stopped on it.

She walked around, her mind was full of what Cheng Zhan had just said.

Xiang Yueming pursed his lips, completely confused what Cheng Zhan wanted to do?

Looking at the whole person, it is very baffling.

She put her hand on her heart and could feel the sequelae of the violent beating just now.

Xiang Yueming sat with her knees in her arms, her expression scattered.

...

Cheng Zhan didn't stay long in Chenxing. Not long after Xiang Yueming left, he returned to the company.

As soon as he arrived, Chen Lunan called.

"Hey."

Chen Lunan: "My wife wants to talk to you."

Cheng Zhan said "Um": "What did you say?"

As soon as the voice fell, the person on the other side changed.

"Cheng Zhan, don't you have a clear-headed mind?" Yan Qiu hated that iron can't become steel: "I have helped you so much, why don't you know how to seize the opportunity?"

She was speechless: "What are you doing to expose Xiaoyue'er in person? You are not afraid that she will block you."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

Yan Qiuzhi was speechless: "Are you a bit too straight?"

Cheng Zhan: "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow."

Yan Qiu was taken aback: "What then?"

"Do me a favor."

Yan Qiuzhi snorted: "It's not impossible, it depends on your sincerity."

Cheng Zhan: "Hang up."

Yan Qiuzhi was speechless: "Seriously tell you, be patient with girls, if it's impossible, you can learn from Doctor Fu."

Chen Lunan listened beside him, and asked curiously, "Why don't you learn from me?"

Yan Qiuzhi rolled his eyes to him, and said disgustedly: "In this circle, only Doctor Fu is the benchmark. You are not. Learning will only make yourself worse."

Chen Lunan: "..."

Cheng Zhan: "..."

After leaving the company, Cheng Zhan entered a busy state again.

There is a cooperation abroad, he must go in person.

The cooperation project involves a large number of people, huge funds, and the other party is difficult to deal with, Cheng Zhan had to deal with it.

-

The news that Cheng Zhan went abroad was still seen by Xiang Yueming in the circle of friends.

It was the plane that flew away in the early hours of the evening.

She looked at Ding Su and was surprised Γ didn't know what she was thinking.

Xiang Yueming scanned the photo for a while, but couldn't help but save it.

Ding Shou's model 5 is a photo of Cheng Zhan looking at documents on the plane.

Under the dim light, the man was wearing casual clothes, without glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his eyelashes were drooping.

There was his shadow next to Ding Lan Prying Mule.

But the easy composition is good, and there is a different mood.

In the next few days, Xiang Yueming was also very busy.

Except for dancing or dancing, I sweat so much every day that I am too tired to walk.

Dancing Life is broadcast once a week, and Xiang Yueming's popularity will increase a lot every time it is broadcast.

Because of this variety show, her Weibo fans have more than 10 million, and the increase is very fast.

Quickly made her suspect that she bought a fan.

This day is the eighth recording of Dance Life.

After recording this episode, Xiang Yueming is about to join the filming.

The game has also entered the final fiery stage.

There are not many people left, only the last ten people are left.

Xiang Yueming took a deep breath, also a little nervous.

Xiaoxi looked at her: "Sister, are you nervous?"

Xiang Yueming nodded: "Yeah."

She whispered: "I'm worried that if something goes wrong this time, I won't be able to participate in the semifinals and finals."

Xiaoxi: "..."

"No, no." She smiled and said: "Sister, you are the best."

Xiang Yueming laughed and pressed his heart that was beating too fast and too nervous.

She tried to breathe deeply several times, but to no avail.

Seeing her like this, Xiaoxi didn't know what she was thinking.

She thought for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Sister, why hasn't Mr. Cheng come back?"

Xiang Yueming was startled and looked at her sideways: "I don't know."

Xiaoxi said "Ah" and smiled: "I used to see news in Assistant Ding's Moments every day. Recently, Assistant Ding stopped posting to Moments. Isn't it really busy?"

Xiang Yueming took out his phone and swiped it, and said lightly: "Maybe."

Seeing her unmoved, Xiaoxi was about to say something more when Xiang Yueming's cell phone rang.

She glanced at it and it was Cheng Zhan's call.

Xiaoxi knew it, and pointed: "I'll go to the door to guard you."

Xiang Yueming: "..."

She was silent for a while, then picked it up.

"Hey."

Xiang Yueming calculated the time, it should be noon on Cheng Zhan's side.

Cheng Zhan answered, his voice still a little hoarse: "Is it about to start?"

Xiang Yueming: "Almost, what's the matter?"

Cheng Zhan paused and said in a low voice, "You didn't go to the flight agency?"

Xiang Yueming: "I didn't go."

She said, "It's too far."

The place is indeed a bit far away, in the suburbs.

More importantly, Xiang Yueming felt that it would be a bit embarrassing to go alone, knowing nothing, and she was too embarrassed to let others teach.

She is a person who is not happy in learning, letting unfamiliar people teach things that she has never touched, she is afraid that others will think she is stupid.

Cheng Zhan laughed and said lightly: "Okay, I see."

"?"

Xiang Yueming didn't know, so he mumbled: "I know what you do."

Cheng Zhan: "I'll take you when I go back."

Xiang Yueming: "I didn't mean that."

Cheng Zhan ignored her words, turned the subject away and asked, "Are you nervous?"

"It's fine."

Cheng Zhan sat in front of the desk, loosened his collar, and moistened his throat, "Really."

"Ok."

Xiang Yueming said bluntly: "What are you calling me for?"

"..."

Cheng Zhan was quiet for a while, and asked in a deep voice, "Not obvious?"

Xiang Yueming did not answer.

He whispered: "Just chat."

Xiang Yueming was speechless, and even had the urge to hang up.

"I don't have time to chat with you casually."

Cheng Zhan chuckled: "I will join the group tomorrow, pay attention. There should be plenty of media."

He paused: "Also, stay away from Song Yu."

Hearing this, Xiang Yueming felt funny.

"Ms. Cheng, are you trying to control me?" She said, "Song Yu is a male lead, and I can't count the two hands of his opponents. How can I stay away?"

Cheng Zhan was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth and said: "Keep away from him outside the play."

Xiang Yueming hummed and rebelliously said, "Why should I listen to you."

Cheng Zhan spoke several times, and said in a deep voice, "I am your boss."

"Oh." Xiang Yueming asked calmly: "The boss can take care of the employees' private lives?"

Cheng Zhan: "..."

Xiang Yueming snorted coldly: "Hang up."

After hanging up, Xiang Yueming was angry for a while.

If Cheng Zhan put another word, she might not be so angry yet.

It's not that she didn't feel the changes in Cheng Zhan, but also vaguely realized what he wanted to do, but... it was really not obvious.

Xiang Yueming scolded Cheng Zhan several times in his heart. When he played, he only remembered the excessive Cheng Zhan in his mind, and the tension disappeared.

In this scene, Xiang Yueming still played normally, without success.

-

At the end, Xiang Yueming and Xiaoxi walked out.

Just walking to the entrance of the hall, she accidentally received a call from Aunt Xu.

"Hey."

Xiang Yueming was very surprised: "Aunt Xu, is there anything wrong with you calling me?"

Aunt Xu answered: "Xiao Yue'er, where are you now, is the game over?"

"ended."

Xiang Yueming looked around and said, "Are you here?"

"No no, I'm outside."

Aunt Xu said, "Master asked me to give you something."

Xiang Yueming was slightly startled, and said in a low voice, "Aunt Xu, Cheng Zhan and I have separated."

Aunt Xu pretended to be stupid and said "Ah", "Xiaoyue'er, can you hear Aunt Xu talking? Aunt Xu is in the parking lot at the door. I will give you the license plate number."

"..."

Before Xiang Yueming had time to refuse again, Aunt Xu hung up the phone first.

She has nothing to do, and she can't let Aunt Xu be lost.

"Xiaoxi, go to Aunt Xu's side."

"it is good."

The two went over, and Aunt Xu got out of the car and looked at her up and down: "I'm thin."

"No."

Xiang Yueming laughed, stretched out his hand and hugged her: "Aunt Xu, long time no see."

Aunt Xu looked at her eyes and said sadly: "You said you're not at home anymore. The room is empty, not the least popular."

Xiang Yueming was silent.

Aunt Xu didn't say much, and handed her a bag and a suitcase: "This is the soup that Aunt Xu made for you. You can drink some in the evening."

Xiang Yueming looked at her.

Aunt Xu pointed: "Master asked me to do it."

She sighed: "I don't know what your awkwardness is, but no matter how awkward it is, don't joke about your body."

Xiang Yueming said "Um" and said softly, "I know."

Aunt Xu nodded and touched her head: "Young Master asked me to bring this to you. You have to accept it."

"Aunt Xu, we are like this now--"

"If you don't accept it, Aunt Xu can't make a deal." Aunt Xu looked at her and said seriously: "We Xiaoyue'er will not make Aunt Xu embarrassed, right?"

Xiang Yueming choked.

She is simply overwhelmed.

As a last resort, Xiang Yueming could only accept it.

After returning to the car, Xiaoxi looked back at her: "Sister, what did Aunt Xu give you?"

Xiang Yueming shook his head: "I don't know."

Xiaoxi: "..."

"Let's go home." Xiang Yueming held the thermal box given by Aunt Xu and whispered softly: "I'm a little tired."

"it is good."

After arriving home, Xiang Yueming carried the things in.

Aunt Xu stewed her soup and cooked dishes. There is even warm rice inside.

Every time after dancing, Xiang Yueming must replenish some energy and allow herself to let go of a meal. But recently the food outside hasn't tasted good for her, and this habit has been dropped.

Smelling the familiar scent, Xiang Yueming was really hungry.

She took a sip of soup before she went to open the suitcase.

In addition to clothes and bags, she kept some daily necessities that she must bring when filming.

Xiang Yueming was stunned, before he could take a closer look, Cheng Zhan called again.

She thought for a moment, but still took it.

Connected, neither of them spoke.

After the meeting, Cheng Zhan asked indifferently: "Are you home?"

"Ok."

Xiang Yueming looked at the things in front of him and asked in a low voice, "What do you mean by asking Aunt Xu to give me these things?"

Cheng Zhan paused and said lightly: "It suits you well."

"..." Xiang Yueming choked, took a deep breath and said, "Cheng Zhan, you know what I meant."

She was a little weak: "We are separated, and I don't need these things from you."

"When did I agree?"

"...?"

Xiang Yueming was stunned and almost suspected that he had an auditory hallucination: "What did you say?"

She raised the volume: "When did you not agree?"

Cheng Zhan: "Really."

He said: "That must be because I didn't wake up."

He reminded Xiang Yueming: "You know, we didn't sleep long that day."

"..."

Xiang Yueming expressed admiration for his cheeky. She held it back, and for a long time she could only hold out one sentence: "Does your employee know you are so shameless?"

Cheng Zhan: "..."

"Are you not my employee?"

Xiang Yueming choked.

Cheng Zhan: "Of course, you are not only my employee."