Li Jinyuan quickly contacted the embassy again, and all the guests and staff of the program team, including the guests' own assistants, bodyguards, etc., had already eaten. After eating and drinking enough, you are in a villa with Byzantine architectural style, surrounded by foreign mercenaries who are armed with live ammunition and tall and majestic.
So everyone completely put aside their worries and panic, and felt for the first time that it was such a wonderful thing to sit down and have a meal peacefully.
And such a result must be attributed to Mr. Huo.
The program crew didn't say anything, and they didn't dare to imitate Yin Qiqi to please Huo Chengming in the presence of so many people. Zhong Yuhuan was present, and there was no doubt that Mr. Huo and Li Jinyuan were focused on her. If you don't have the foresight to look up, you may not be able to please people, but you will definitely be disliked.
After finishing the meal, Huo Chengming sent Zhong Yuhuan upstairs and sent her to rest first.
The director of the program team also called everyone together to discuss the issue of rescheduling the filming. Due to the intense recording of the program, although one more episode has been recorded in advance, I am worried that the recording of this episode will be delayed, so the broadcast of the fifth episode will definitely be postponed.
The key question is this issue...
"It's too late to change the shooting location... just keep recording. How about recording enough material? Before the accident, we also recorded a lot of things. It would be a pity to just throw them away." The director said, Looked at Li Jinyuan.
Now everyone is stuck here for the time being, and they won't be able to return to China anytime soon. Other celebrities have to cooperate even if they don't want to. Only Zhong Yuhuan and Li Jinyuan are different. Now that they are on someone else's territory, don't they have to look at Li Jinyuan in the end, oh no, Miss Zhong's lady
The director believed that as long as Miss Zhong nodded, everything would be easy to handle. Mr. Xiao Huo will naturally nod...
Under the director's earnest gaze, Li Jinyuan slightly bent his index finger and tapped the table slowly, as if thinking. Then the director looked at him and frowned slightly, and said, "No more recording."
The director was suddenly struck in two by a bolt from the blue.
This was even more painful for him than hiding in the church!
"... Mr. Li, you don't want to record anymore? You don't want to record anymore?"
"Huanhuan and I are not recording any more. You can ask Brother Huo..." Li Jinyuan said.
"You don't want to record what Ms. Zhong said?" the director asked cautiously.
Li Jinyuan raised his eyelids, and his gentle wide eyes conveyed a slightly cold light. He said: "Since the recording of this program, nothing happy has happened..."
Of course, saying this is a bit unconscionable.
After all, for Li Jinyuan, who first appeared on the show, he had only one purpose, and that was to be in the scene with Zhong Yuhuan... The content of the show, how much money he could make, and how much popularity he would gain from it, became secondary things. Of course, Li Jinyuan was happy in every recording session.
But now... he doesn't want any more recording mishaps.
He didn't care, but Zhong Yuhuan didn't.
and…
Li Jinyuan's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Wen Yongchen vaguely.
He didn't know whether Wen Yongchen really liked Huanhuan, or whether it was out of an actor's desire to perform and insisted on expressing himself in front of the camera. If he approaches Huanhuan again and again, Li Jinyuan feels that there will come a day when he can't control himself completely and fights Wen Yongchen in front of the camera.
But at this moment, Wen Yongchen suddenly interrupted and said, "Is this what Miss Zhong meant? Has Young Master Li asked Miss Zhong about her wishes?"
Li Jinyuan's lowered gaze became even colder.
…
And the other side.
Zhong Yuhuan went upstairs and entered the bedroom.
Huo Chengming: "A change of clothes and clean toiletries are ready in the bathroom. Let's go to sleep first?"
The reason why the phone call he made before took so long was not that communication was so troublesome, but that he was explaining to the other party in Turkish what kind of clothes, what kind of toiletries, and even what kind of clothes should be prepared. The dishes... It would take five or six minutes to talk about them in bits and pieces.
Zhong Yuhuan nodded and sat down next to the edge of the bed.
There was a bed tent surrounding the bed, which was half-covered. Zhong Yuhuan, who was sitting there, didn't look a bit embarrassed. Instead, he looked even more beautiful in exhaustion.
Huo Chengming took a steady look and turned around to go out.
But Zhong Yuhuan called out to him: "Brother Chengming."
Huo Chengming paused and turned around.
Zhong Yuhuan tilted his head and patted the bed at him.
Huo Chengming's eyelids twitched heavily, and his throat suddenly seemed to be blocked, becoming dry and burning. All the sounds around him suddenly faded away and became blurry, and he heard the "thumping" of his own heartbeat.
… What's the meaning
Huo Chengming's brain could no longer continue to spin.
"Come here." Zhong Yuhuan looked at him in confusion and urged.
Why do you stand there like a piece of wood
Zhong Yuhuan said helplessly: "Aren't you tired? Then just stand."
Huo Chengming suddenly came to his senses, and without thinking, he took out his legs, crossed to Zhong Yuhuan's side in two steps, and sat down next to him.
The faint scent of perfume from Zhong Yuhuan's body suddenly penetrated into Huo Chengming's nose, twitching the strings in people's brains vaguely.
Huo Chengming's breathing became heavier unconsciously.
"When did you come here? When I went to college?" Zhong Yuhuan tilted her head and looked at him: "What's the name of that foreign man?"
The scattered thoughts in Huo Chengming's mind were suddenly washed away.
"... Well, that was that time. That person was not an important person." Huo Chengming chose to tell half and hide half.
Zhong Yuhuan raised his eyebrows.
But it's a good thing.
At least he didn't hide it completely and refused to reveal anything to her.
"Is there anything else I don't know? Tell me, or should I ask?" Zhong Yuhuan spoke again.
Huo Chengming lowered his eyes and stared at Zhong Yuhuan's face.
She was also looking at him, her eyes serious.
How could Huo Chengming resist such a look
It should be said that after she called him "Brother Chengming", he couldn't resist it anymore.
"The first time I came here, I came with Mr. Chen to help him negotiate a business. But it didn't happen anymore... Now the property in this place is in my name."
"The gringo's name is Copper, a Mexican. The people he leads are a group of mercenaries. I just happened to hire them. I am their boss... "
Although Huo Chengming gave everything, he was vague in some places.
For example...
"Short-term employment? Or are they employed by you long-term?" Zhong Yuhuan asked.
Huo Chengming was silent for a moment: "Long term."
"No wonder it came so quickly." Zhong Yuhuan nodded.
Huo Chengming looked at Zhong Yuhuan's expression carefully before saying, "I didn't do anything bad."
Zhong Yuhuan laughed out loud: "I know you didn't do anything bad."
Huo Chengming breathed a sigh of relief, with a slight smile on his lips: "Yes, abide by the rules and laws."
"You must have a bottom line as a human being." Zhong Yuhuan nodded. At this point, her voice changed: "Of course. If you want to do bad things, I can't stop you. No matter what bad things you do in the future, it will be fine, as long as you don't let I know, it may just be the past. But if one day I know..."
Zhong Yuhuan shook his head: "Then there will be no future."
Hearing these words, Huo Chengming did not feel relaxed.
No matter what bad things you do in the future...
bad thing…
What counts as a bad thing
It's as big as murder and arson.
As small as... Using all means to prevent her from falling in love with Wen Yongchen, does this count
"Why don't you speak?" Zhong Yuhuan looked at him in confusion: "Do you really want to do something bad?"
"Nothing." Huo Chengming's expression returned to normal.
Zhong Yuhuan looked at him carefully for a while, but couldn't see any clues from his face. He couldn't help but whisper in his heart, he was really boring...
"Okay, it's okay." Zhong Yuhuan didn't even bother to take a shower. She threw off her shoes and curled up her legs on the bed: "Let's go."
Huo Chengming's voice changed: "...are you okay?"
"Well, it's okay. You didn't hide it from me, you just said it plainly, so I don't have anything to ask. You won't hurt me anyway, right?"
Huo Chengming's heart softened: "Yes."
"Well, that's okay." Zhong Yuhuan lay down.
Huo Chengming moved his lips, but finally said nothing. He stood up and walked out.
But I felt an indescribable loss in my heart.
So what was the point of calling him over just now? Just said a few words, only a few words...
He wants to stay.
This idea suddenly flashed in Huo Chengming's mind.
Huo Chengming turned around and glanced in the direction of Zhong Yuhuan. Zhong Yuhuan had already got into the quilt, leaving only his feet exposed outside the quilt, wearing red bean paste socks.
Huo Chengming wanted to go over and cover her with the quilt.
But this is not enough.
Huo Chengming curled up his fingers, lowered his gaze, his face changed color slightly, and there was a huge wave in his heart.
He wanted to stay, lie next to her, hold her in his arms.
Huo Chengming pursed his lips and walked out of the room with hands and feet.
He felt ashamed for the dirty thoughts he suddenly had, but soon he was overwhelmed with desire for more. Adrenaline was pushed to its peak in an instant.
No matter what bad things you do in the future, don't let me know.
Zhong Yuhuan's voice rang in Huo Chengming's mind again.