Prosperous Marriage: The Hidden Rules of the Entertainment Industry

After dinner, Eddie played two cards with his father and mother. After chatting for a while, relatives and neighbors came to pay New Year's greetings.

The custom in City C is that as long as you are not married, the elders will treat you as a child and will prepare a red envelope. The money does not matter, but your thoughts are the most important.

But this time, Gu Wanwan didn't even enjoy it.

After everyone came to the door and said polite words, they all showed great interest in the handsome and outstanding foreign boy in front of them. Even if they didn't pull him to say "e", they still said "You two are so lucky."

With an expression on his face, he secretly winked at Mom and Dad. The younger generation (especially the little girls) who came here all recognized that this was the boy with extremely long legs on the Spring Festival Gala stage last night.

Wan Wan walked around in front of her, wanting to beg her to take a photo for them and get her autograph, but was too embarrassed to ask.

Fortunately, Eddie was used to this kind of scene. He smiled and took the initiative to take photos and sign autographs. This small intimate gesture was enough to keep these little girls happy for a long time.

Before leaving, the red envelopes he took out were waved in front of Juan Wan, but they were all stuffed into Eddie's hands, and he said politely, "I only brought one red envelope before I came out. This is the first time for a boy to celebrate our Spring Festival, so this time...

Give it to him, please don’t be angry."

"How could it be? It's all a sign of happiness. If I touch it, I'll be blessed." She smiled and reached out to touch the surface of the red envelope.

"Yes, yes! It's the same for everyone anyway!" Someone will always add this with a smile.

But it's different, really different.

Watching Mom and Dad Gu's mouths getting wider and wider, Nuanwan began to suspect for the first time that maybe it wasn't such a good idea to bring Eddie home for the Spring Festival.

Eddie didn’t know whether he really didn’t understand or was pretending not to understand. He accepted the red envelopes one by one without mercy at all!

People were coming and going, and if the fruit plate, toffee snacks on the coffee table were running low, I would quickly add more. The whole afternoon passed quickly.

Mother Gu looked at Eddie very much like "a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at her, the better she looks." Not only was she thinking about knitting a sweater for him, but she also called Eddie into the kitchen when she was making dinner, planning to pass on the son-in-law instead of daughter-in-law.

The unique skill - pancake fruit was taught to him.

Banwan remembered that her phone was still charging, so she slipped back into the room, unplugged the power cord, and turned it on.

Sure enough, there were many text messages and missed calls, and the "ding dong ding dong" sound lasted for a while before it stopped.

She first called them back according to the missed calls, and then replied text messages one by one.

After talking for a long time, her mouth was a little dry. She picked up the cold milk on the table and took a sip. It was a little cold. She frowned, put it down again, and shook her fingers that were stiff from the constant pressing of keys.

Some of the text messages were quite funny. They could come up with so many tricks on the theme of New Year greetings every year, and she didn’t know who wrote them. Thinking of the New Year’s joke she had just read, she couldn’t help but darken it.

The phone screen is giggling.

Before continuing to reply to text messages, she slid the slider to see how many messages were left.

Among the square characters, there is a letter whose name is in English letters that stands out particularly - bbb.

It's Ji Hang.

The name she changed because of her anger.

2b Iron-headed monster.

"la" by Dorothy.

A picky and proud white peacock.

I wonder what he is doing now. Is it night or day in London?

She smiled to herself and clicked on the closed envelope icon.

Happy New Year. Cheng Jihang.

A few simple words, no title, no emotion, just like those text messages we send in groups because we are too lazy to bother.

It is even very possible that he did not type these words himself, but the housekeeper did it for him.

But why does she still want to smile?

Happy New Year, she replied to him seriously.

After thinking for a while, I added, thank you.

Thank you for coming last night.

Thank you for that moment of tenderness.

Thank you... for their encounter.

When Eddie opened the door and wanted her to take the first bite of the pancakes he made by himself, he saw this scene - a dark room with no lights, a girl sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, her head and neck hanging slightly,

The smile on her lips was gentle and touching.