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Looking at the message from Lin Yan, Fu Yanchen called Fu Hao and asked calmly, "Have you found the watch?"

At this time, Fu Hao is working on his paper. With the surveillance video in hand, he can breathe a sigh of relief. He wants to take advantage of these few days to finish a paper that his tutor has been urging for a long time, and then go to Ding Ningle.

He pulled his thoughts away from the tedious and brain-burning thesis and said, "I found it, and it was caught in the gap of the booth sofa."

Listening to Fu Hao lying so naturally, the coldness in Fu Yanchen's eyes became more and more cold. obvious.

This was not a big deal at first. It was perfectly possible to tell the truth, but I had to tell a lie.

Fu Yanchen's impression of Tao Hao is still that of a child, innocent and simple, blushing and stuttering whenever he lied.

But now, he lies so calmly and knows how to use the kindness of his elder brother to achieve his goals.

He has never felt so strange about his brother.

Fu Yanchen thoughtfully took out a cigarette and held it in his hand without lighting it. The heat caused by those clothes was completely calmed down.

Perhaps, it's time to look at his biological brother with admiration from now on.

He turned on his laptop and worked on his work for a while until about eleven o'clock in the evening.

The aunts are all asleep, and there will be no one in the living room or laundry room.

He went downstairs, washed and dried the clothes, set the time, took them away immediately after drying, found a clean bag, packed them, and put them in the cabinet in the study.

There is ample time.

-Three

days later, Fu Hao finally finished the paper he was working on.

In the past few days, apart from sleeping and eating, he spent the rest of his time writing papers and didn't take much care of himself. The beard on his chin was already slightly prickly.

He went to take a shower and shaved his beard. After feeling refreshed, he called Ding Ningle.

"The number you dialed is currently on a call. Please call again later."

After half an hour, I tried again and got the same prompt tone.

Fu Hao:?

He switched to WeChat and after sending a message, he found that WeChat had also been blocked.

The same goes for Weibo, Instagram, video software, and music software.

Fu Hao frowned, created a small account, browsed Ding Ningle's Weibo and Instagram, and saw the daily filming routine she shared.

Has he officially joined the group?

He contacted Ding Nile's usual friends and asked about the location of her filming, then drove there.

Ding Ningle didn't have many scenes today. While waiting for the scene, she would click on the social software to take a look from time to time.

It's been three days and Fu Hao hasn't noticed that she blocked him?

Or do you know it but don't care?

The parts of my mind related to love and career are fighting. In the past few days, I have become more and more determined not to have too many illusions about men.

After Yang Xinhui finished filming, she came to chat with Ding Ningle. She raised her chin and pointed in the direction, "Look over there."

Ding Ningle then looked over.

Next to the filming studio, Ken Yu was narrating a scene to a male lead, smiling the whole time without any impatience.

Even his attitude was much better than when facing Yang Xinhui.

Ding Ningle had discovered before that Yu Ken, who kept claiming that he was a good-looking man, actually chose an ordinary man to be the second male lead.

She subconsciously thought, "Is this person from a related family?"

"My family has a strong background, and he is a family friend of mine."

Yang Xinhui would go to some places with Lin Ziao, and she had met Fang Zejian very early.

Fang Zejian is the kind of playboy who is very good at playing. He has always had female companions around him. He especially has a soft spot for married women. His reputation in the circle is terrible.

"I don't know how it happened. I suddenly wanted to enter the entertainment industry and film a movie. I even asked for the role of the second male lead. My acting skills are beyond words. You will have the most scenes with him, so be mentally prepared."

Ding Ningle said thoughtfully . nod.

After lunch, there was a fixed rest period. The truck carrying milk tea stopped nearby. The delivery staff contacted the crew and said that this was the milk tea that Ms. Ding bought for everyone.

The only one named Ding in the cast was Ding Ningle, and the floor manager shouted, "Everyone, come and get milk tea. Ningle invites us to drink milk tea!"

The extras and staff were naturally happy to have milk tea, but at the same time, they also revealed a few things. A subtle expression.

The unwritten rule of the crew is that the first male or female lead should invite the first cup of milk tea. Ding Ningle's behavior is a bit stealing the limelight.

Yang Xinhui was interested in admiring Ding Ning, but she didn't care about it.

But that was not the case for the male lead. He felt that Ding Ningle's behavior made him look stingy, as if no one could afford milk tea, and his expression was quite ugly.

The crew members silently took the milk tea with their eyes and noses, and no one came forward to say thank you to Ding Ningle.

Ding Ningle also knows that such behavior has no emotional intelligence, but she is super innocent. She did not buy this milk tea!

But she couldn't tell everyone this directly, she could only break her teeth and swallow them with blood.

She was going through the people she didn't deal with in her mind, and she didn't know who was unhappy with her and punished her like this.

Fang Zejian came forward with milk tea and said, "Thank you."

Others were afraid of offending the male lead, but he was not afraid. He felt that this beautiful actress needed his comfort.

So, he thoughtfully said, "It's okay. You don't have to care so much about their opinions. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. When you become the number one female one day, these people will come forward to please you."

Ding Ning Le and Fang Zejian were not familiar with each other, so she was surprised that he suddenly came over to teach her this chicken soup, and joked back, "Thirty years, this is too long."

Fang Zejian chuckled.

His smile was very contagious, and it dispelled most of Ding Ningle's previous depression. She thought so, and it was not a big deal.

She didn't notice that when it was her turn to film, Fang Zejian looked at her for a long time with a vague look.

When the work was over, Fang Zejian found the time, went out at about the same time as her, and said, "How are you going back? Are you going to drive or someone will pick you up?"

"I drove."

Fang Zejian smiled, "I thought you were Your boyfriend will come to pick you up."

When Ding Ningle mentioned Fu Hao, the smile on his face faded. Fang Zejian noticed it keenly and said, "What? Did you have a fight with your boyfriend?

" As if they were very familiar, Ding Ningle felt that there were no boundaries and didn't want to say more. She just smiled and said, "No."

Fang Zejian touched the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, "Well, we will be colleagues from now on. I don't have your WeChat account yet." "What, add it?"

"Okay." Ding Ningle agreed happily.

As for Fang Zejian's identity, even if he didn't take the initiative to join her, she would find a reason to join him later. He has many friends and many connections, let alone such a powerful person.

Fu Hao was standing not far away, veins popping out from his fists.

He waited until Fang Zejian left, then asked, "Who is that man?"

Fu Hao suddenly appeared, startling Ding Ningle, and she rolled her eyes, "What does it have to do with you?"

"What does it have to do with me? What do you think it has to do with your fiancé? "Baby." He came here with surveillance video to apologize to Ding Ningle, but he saw her walking out talking and laughing with a man. The arms are almost touching.

Ding Ningle suddenly reacted, "Did you order the milk tea?"

"What else?" Fu Hao lowered his eyes, "Do you think that man ordered it?"

"There's something wrong with you!" Ding Ningle found it unbelievable. He and Fang Zejian were ordinary colleagues. Thinking of this, her unknown anger arose again, "What qualifications do you have to question me? You understand, you are the one who is entangled with other women."

"So, you just Are you going to contact other men just to make me angry?"

Ding Ningle laughed angrily at this call and turned around to leave.

"Stop!" Fu Hao took out his mobile phone and pulled out the recorded surveillance video. "Did you see that I got in the car with Zhu Shao and went home that night?"

Ding Ningle avoided it and refused to look, so Fu Hao grabbed it Passed her phone, unlocked it, pulled him out of her blacklist, and then sent the video.

Ding Ningle snatched her phone away from this rude operation and angrily hit him with her bag, "Fu Hao, do you think it matters where you slept that night?"

Trust is the most important thing between lovers. The little rubber band incident was the fuse, and Chen Bihua's help in concealing it was the spark that fueled the fire.

He didn't even want to believe her. He missed her so much after seeing her out with the male actors in the same crew, so what right did he have to ask her to believe him.

He had a way to prove that night, but he couldn't prove that for many days and nights, the trust between the two had collapsed.

Ding Ningle put the messed up hair behind her ears, "Your mother called me that day and scolded me. She also told me not to doubt this or that. She assured me that you were at home that night. Live. Fu Hao, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Fu Hao didn't expect his mother to find Ding Nile, and was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to react.

Ding Ningle took the opportunity to snatch the phone and quickly ran into the car.

After returning home, they broke down and cried for a long time. Ding Jianming and his wife were extremely anxious, "If their family still has this attitude, we will not get married."

Ding Ningle sniffed, worried about being scolded by Ken Yu the next day. , pinched myself in time to wake up and stop crying.

She used all the skin care products to reduce swelling, thought about it all night, and sent a message to Fu Hao impulsively: "Let's cancel the engagement." 】

This news was like a bolt from the blue. After Fu Hao reacted, he got angry with Chen Bihua.

Chen Bihua was scolded by her son, with a hint of disbelief in her eyes, "How can you say that to me? I'm not thinking about you."

"Mom, you are indirectly harming me under the guise of doing good for me. "

Chen Bihua was sad, "Mom, I told you, Ding Ningle -"

"That's enough!" Fu Chengping interrupted in time, "It's normal for a family to have conflicts. There's no need to worry about it. We're already discussing marriage, so don't cause trouble."

"What do you mean I'm causing trouble?" Chen Bihua yelled at him with wide eyes.

"Then you miss your son. You can't get married and you're a bachelor!" Fu Chengping said hoarsely. This was the loudest he had ever spoken in his life. But otherwise, Chen Bihua couldn't be controlled.

Chen Bihua's lips trembled, but she also became quiet.

-

After receiving a call from Fu Chengping, Fu Yanchen glanced at Zhong Qiao and Fu Jiawen who were playing in bed, and was about to get up and go outside to answer the call.

"Dad, let's stop arguing. You can answer the phone." Fu Jiawen immediately covered his mouth. Zhong Qiao became playful and covered his mouth too.

Seeing the big one and the small one covering his mouth, Fu Yanchen couldn't help but laugh, so he pressed answer right here.

Zhong Qiao noticed that his expression was a little solemn, and waited until he put down the phone before asking, "What's wrong?"

"Ding Ningle is going to cancel her engagement with Ah Hao."

Huh?

Zhong Qiao was even more surprised than him. She remembered that in the novel, Ding Ningle and Fu Hao had a smooth relationship and rarely even quarreled. How could they suddenly cancel their engagement.

Could it be another butterfly effect caused by her wearing it?

Fu Yanchen remembered what Lin Yan said, and when he was about to tell Zhong Qiao, he glanced at Fu Jiawen, who had his eyes wide open in curiosity, "Jiawen, it's time, you should go back to bed."

Fu Jiawen pouted slightly . , "But I want to sleep with you tonight."

He buried himself in the quilt and curled up next to Zhong Qiao, "Mom, please help me convince Dad. Dad usually listens to you the most."

Fu Yanchen: " ..."

Zhong Qiao: "..."

Fu Yanchen doesn't know when he became such an image in his son's mind, but he feels that if his child sleeps with him once, there will be another. This time, he must not indulge, and said solemnly, "No, you agreed before that you would only play in the master bedroom for a short time."

"Should I carry you back, or should you walk back by yourself?"

Fu Jiawen lifted his head from the quilt. He leaned out and looked at Zhong Qiao pitifully, "Mom."

Zhong Qiao hated this expression of grievance the most and was extremely soft-hearted, "Just let him sleep here. These are his beautiful childhood memories in the future. Wait. When you get older, if you want to sleep with your son, he won't want to squeeze in with you."

Moreover, she felt that it was so healing to have the chubby little dumpling sleeping next to her.

Again, there are only three people in the family, and he has to obey the majority if he doesn't want to.

Fu Yanchen had a dark face: "That's for tonight, not next time!"

"Oh yeah!" Fu Jiawen jumped up from the bed, then rolled over, rolled half a circle and returned to the bell bridge, "Mom , I said, Dad listens to you the most."

Fu Yanchen: "..."

After Fu Jiawen fell asleep, Zhong Qiao was so curious that he poked the soft flesh of Fu Yanchen's waist and whispered, " Are you sleeping?"

Fu Yanchen opened his eyes, "No."

Zhong Qiao turned over, "I'm really curious, why did they suddenly cancel the engagement?"

"

Okay."

Clothes go to the balcony.

Fu Yanchen relayed what Lin Yan told him to Zhong Qiao, and asked, "Why do you need to wear small rubber bands on your hands?"

He was excited about eating melon, and Zhong Qiao looked him up and down in disbelief, "Really "Fake? You don't know what the little rubber band means?"

"I know it's something to tie your hair, but I don't understand why you wear it on your hands."

"Some young couples put their hair on their hands." Small rubber bands are worn by boys to declare sovereignty. This is usually more common among student couples.

"Did your previous girlfriend give it to you?"

Fu Yanchen answered very seriously: "I have never had a girlfriend before. "

"Ah?" Zhong Qiao was really surprised. Generally speaking, the setting of a girlfriend who has never had any other girlfriends before is for the male protagonist, so why is it the same for the villain?

Then... the girl in that painting is not his first love, but Bai Yueguang, the unlucky love?

Just as he was curious, he heard him ask, "Have you talked before?"

Zhong Qiao swallowed, he was careless and fell into the dead end of talking about his ex.

In her memory fragments, the original owner never talked about it before getting married.

As for herself, her memory of this area was very strange. She remembered that she had talked about it before. Even if she hadn't talked about it, it was still ambiguous. There were many beautiful memory fragments in her mind, but it might have been the serious illness that caused her memory failure.

She couldn't remember the man's name, didn't know what he looked like, and couldn't remember why they had no contact again.

She only vaguely remembered that she once liked that person.

Zhong Qiao shook his head and nodded again: "We should have talked about it."

Fu Yanchen responded. He actually didn't mind that she had talked about it before. The question was asked casually after she asked him.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, Zhong Qiao quickly changed the subject, "After I told you the meaning of the little rubber band, you know how serious this matter is, but I feel that your brother looks like a sunny and cheerful big boy, so he doesn't look like a big boy. He looks like a scumbag. "

Sunny and cheerful boy" is the original line in the novel, and Zhong Qiao blurted it out.

Moreover, in the novel, Fu Hao's character is that of a very standard male protagonist, who is clean and self-sufficient, does not get close to women other than the female protagonist, and keeps a distance from the opposite sex.

Zhong Qiao was thinking and didn't notice Fu Yanchen's look next to him.

He stared at Zhong Qiao without saying a word. Ever since Zhong Qiao praised Fu Hao, an indescribable emotion spread from the bottom of his heart.

A sunny and cheerful boy? Don't look like a scumbag?

His eyes slowly moved down to the plump and tender lips, and he suddenly wanted to cover these tempting lips with a kiss to avoid hearing compliments about other men from her mouth again.

As soon as the thought arises, the burning becomes stronger and stronger, and the eyes gradually become darker.

"And..."

The kiss fell, and Fu Yanchen didn't give her a chance to say the next half of the sentence. He bit her lips gently, and then quickly penetrated into her mouth in a punishing manner.

The moment the hint of mint came in, a chemical reaction occurred.

Fu Yanchen's kissing has become increasingly unreasonable recently. Weren't the two of them chatting just now?

Sensing her distraction, he rubbed her earlobe with his fingertips.

This was her sensitive point. Zhong Qiao took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and gradually became immersed in it. He was wrapped in his coat and stood on tiptoes.

Fu Yanchen lifted her up and said in a hoarse voice accompanied by the evening breeze, "Step on my feet."

Zhong Qiao did as he was told, but this posture had an unstable center of gravity. She was like a buoy who couldn't find the shore. Ping, held by his waist, leaned back.

After kissing for a while, Fu Yanchen put her down and asked calmly, "Have you bought any clothes online recently?"

"No, I've been buying them in physical stores recently."

Speaking of this, she remembered that she had planned to buy Fu Yanchen's clothes recently. Yanchen almost forgot about buying clothes!

I will write it into the memo on my phone later.

Seeing her open eyes, Fu Yanchen was thoughtful. If she didn't buy it, was it sent by the brand? A surprise from my bestie?

Zhong Qiao was curious and asked this suddenly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay. I've helped you unpack your express delivery in the past two days. Have you seen anything left behind?"

Zhong Qiao thought for a while, "No. , Exactly seven."

Fu Yanchen's expression did not change: "Yeah."

-

The next day, after the last rehearsal, Zhong Qiao called Cheng Shu to go shopping together.

She bought a lot of clothes for Cheng Shu and Zhong Qianyan, and also picked out a few pieces for Fu Yanchen and Fu Jiawen.

There were a lot of things, so Feng Lei helped them carry them all the way.

Cheng Shu had been paying attention to her subordinate Zhong Qiao. When she went to the bathroom, she took the opportunity to ask, "Is that person just now the bodyguard you hired?"

Almost everyone who met Feng Lei for the first time would ask this question.

Looking back at the reason why the original owner hired Feng Lei, it seems that he also felt that it was not safe for celebrities to travel, so they hired someone with a more fierce look.

Zhong Qiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's an assistant. She just looks a little impatient."

Cheng Shu nodded, "That's good. It's much safer to have such an assistant following you."

Zhong Qiao looked in the mirror to touch up her lipstick, and Cheng Shu asked quietly , "Have you received the express?"

"What express?"

Cheng Shu whispered a few words to her ear. In the mirror, Zhong Qiao's face was covered with a layer of natural blush, "Mom..."

"I knew you You ignored my words, so I bought you a few things myself, not only clothes, but also small toys and so on."

Zhong Qiao looked at Cheng Shu through the mirror. Cheng Shu's expression was as natural as if she was talking about what to eat at night. Her mother is really too fashionable.

For example, when she just went to pick someone up, Cheng Shu noticed the makeup on her face and wanted to put on some makeup too. She also asked for some girl group makeup. She expressed surprise and felt that it was too different from Cheng Shu's usual image of a dignified lady. Same.

Cheng Shu said, "I think you need to experience more in life and don't care so much about what others think."

A very open-minded idea.

Zhong Qiao calmed down and felt that she, a young person, could not be too disadvantaged. "But I haven't received it yet. Has it not arrived yet?"

"It shouldn't be." Cheng Shu turned on her phone and checked again, "I see I've already signed for it, the clothes have been signed for a long time ago, and the small toys were just signed for. "

Just now?" ? !

Zhong Qiao's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly remembered the strange questions Fu Yanchen asked last night.

Did she buy clothes online or something like that? She also said that he helped her unpack the express delivery...

Zhong Qiao looked at the pictures on the phone screen again, raised his head slightly, and remembered an emoticon of someone lying peacefully in a coffin. .

Forget about the clothes, those toys... Before it was too late, she sent a message to Fu Yanchen: [Don't open the package yet! I'll take it apart when I come back! 】

On the other side, Aunt Guo classified the express delivery and delivered small items without logos to her husband.

Fu Yanchen took the courier to the study and slowly opened it with scissors. When he saw the things inside, his face changed slightly. When he opened the third item, his eyes were deep and boiling, with a hint of cracking.

Forget the first two, they were stimulated by external factors.

But the last one, is internal.

There is also an instruction manual next to it, which introduces some properties and usage of the product.

Length: 16cm.

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and he was not sure whether it was Zhong Qiao who bought it at first, but then he received the message, trying to hide it, and he was almost sure that it was her who bought it.

He thought about this period of time, and because he was worried that she was rehearsing too hard, he was more considerate and did not go too far in many things.

He took those few things and fell into reflection.

In Zhong Qiao's eyes, he was actually worse than 16cm.

F: [It's a step too late, it has already been dismantled. Let's discuss it carefully when you come back. 】

Wife:【. 】