A Contemptuous Beauty

Chapter 22

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Xia Shaoqian smiled.

When he said "non-interference in mutual work" that day, he was in a hurry. The more I think about it, the more I feel bad. Now that the rules have been re-established, it is in his favor-he only promised to "act whatever you want", as for whether he digs the trap himself, that is another matter.

In fact, in his heart, he felt that arguing with Cheng Yan was a bit boring. Originally, he only wanted to be pampered, and seeing Cheng Yan happy made him happy. That's what love should be.

But now when he thinks that Cheng Yanmeng didn't know about it in the dark, and then took the initiative to jump into the hole he dug, after the truth comes out, he must be extremely stunned. Thinking of that situation, Xia Shaoqian felt a strange pleasure—at work, he often designs opponents and people who dislike him in this way. Then look at those people, or struggle more frantically, or completely obey.

The difference for Cheng Yan is that the hole he dug is much happier than those people. The purpose of digging holes is also very different.

It's going to be a show that never ends.

Xia Shaoqian thought poetically.

Cheng Yan lay on the bed thinking for a long time.

He had just come to the conclusion that he loves or not that day when he was disrupted. Thinking about it now, it was as if the rope had been cut in the middle, and when it was fastened it was a knot, with a knot. It's not what it used to be.

Thinking about it now, he also finds it ridiculous.

In those few days, it was like a fire was burning in my heart.

In fact, even if he really fell in love, so what

Considering it objectively, he and Xia Shaoqian have developed to this level, if they are women, they can almost find a way to get pregnant and force marriage. At worst, it has to occupy the page and stir up a lot of hype.

Cheng Yan slowly pulled the blanket to cover his face.

So love it or not, it doesn't matter.

It was as if a thin stream of mercury poured into the bottom of my heart, sealing something heavily. Those are not important, Cheng Yan thought, what is important is acting, and it will always be acting.

In the past few days, Cheng Yan has been filming scenes with Shen Leming.

Because of Shen Leming's two-headed drama, Director Chen still saved face and pressed his exterior scene to be finished within a week, so that he could go back to film the princess drama.

I don't know if it was stimulated by not being able to catch a move that day, Shen Leming became even more clingy. It happened that the play was being filmed in the same group again, and Cheng Yan was almost inseparable from eating and resting. Originally, filming was tiring, Cheng Yan didn't want to waste his energy dealing with him, so he either played games or read comics, and entertained Shen Leming with these and snacks by the way. Chu Tong secretly told Cheng Yan that she hated Shen Leming, but on the surface she was gossiping with Shen Leming, and the two of them could kill most of the snacks.

The fan who came to visit the class took a photo of the three of them staggering and posted it, and said with emotion, "These three have such a good relationship."

Turning to Chu Tong's Weibo, Chu Tong showed it to Cheng Yan and said, "Did you see it?"

"What?"

"The art of hugging thighs," Chu Tong explained, "Others will think that Shen Leming is our good friend after seeing it... Do you know that you are already popular on the Internet now?"

Cheng Yan was a little strange: "Is this considered popular?"

Chu Tong smiled: "You just look at the official website, and of course you don't feel much about the personal forum. Forget it, it's nothing. In short, Shen Leming really doesn't miss any opportunity."

During the May Day holiday, there were more journalists, tourists who came to visit the class, and tourists who just watched.

This day, a few friends from Cheng Yan came to visit the class. They were all young girls in their twenties. One of them saw Cheng Yan face to face for the first time, flushed with excitement, and blurted out: "Uncle!"

"Ah?" Cheng Yan was surprised.

The other girls immediately pulled her arms and said with a smile, "It's nothing, nothing!"

Cheng Yan immediately smiled, and asked kindly, "Why do you call me Uncle?"

He smiled and asked, and several people immediately rushed to invite them truthfully.

It turned out that this year Cheng Yan really started to become popular on the Internet. He is already 30 years old. Some people say that he should be called "Uncle", but more people say that Cheng Yan looks young, like someone who just graduated from college. How can he look like an uncle? So some people say that uncles who don't look like uncles are called cute!

In the end, everyone reached an agreement to add a small character in front of the word uncle, saying, uncle. Or add the surname, called, Uncle Xiao Cheng.

"That's why everyone calls you Uncle Xiao or Uncle Xiao Cheng on the Internet."

Cheng Yan chuckled.

It turned out that he was already an uncle, so Xia Shaoqian should be called uncle. Um. Uncle Xiao Cheng and Uncle Xia.

Seeing him smile, the girls became even happier.

He took out the wrapped gift from the bag again: "This is a birthday present!"

Cheng Yan was surprised: "There are still more than two months..."

"At that time, we still don't know if we can come. We want to give it to us when we have the opportunity to visit the class."

Cheng Yan took it after confirming that it was not a valuable item. I talked about this matter with Xia Shaoqian on the phone at night.

Xia Shaoqian also thought the title "Uncle Xiao Cheng" was amusing.

But Cheng Yan sighed: "In the blink of an eye, I will be thirty years old... Ten years ago, I really could not have imagined that I would be like this today." Not to mention ten years ago, even more than a year ago, he would not have imagined it. Until the day when it happened, at that moment, he couldn't even think of it.

"So... what is it like?" Xia Shaoqian asked in a low voice.

"I met you." Then I was submerged by you.

"anything else?"

"I like you." Slightly tangled.

"Cheng Yan..."

"Um?"

"Me too."

Then the two were silent together, breathing softly, not knowing whether it was embarrassment or ambiguity. Xia Shaoqian suddenly said: "Put your hand there... I want to hear it."

Cheng Yan suddenly felt relieved. Just keep doing it like this, it just doesn't suit their relationship to tell each other.