"You mean, thirty is still too few?"
Chi Huan coughed lowly and started to show off, "As you know, I was dumped on my wedding day, and then I fell ill with a cold.
I was hit hard both physically and mentally, and I wanted to hide and lick my wounds. Sister Yao, we are all women, so you can understand. "
"you are sick?"
"A common cold and mental fragility, but I'm fine now."
Her voice was light, but Sister Yao frowned over there.
She almost brought Chi Huan into being. Since her debut, her emotions seemed to be almost always on the surface, but she had almost completely sealed off those things that she didn't want others to know.
She sighed, a little helpless, "Is everything really okay?"
"Yeah, you can arrange an announcement for me and accept the script. My plan to marry a wealthy family has been ruined. If I don't work, I will become poor."
Sister Yao, “…”
"Girl, your family is also wealthy."
Chi Huan married Mo Xigu. She was a well-matched match, but she couldn't even be considered as marrying into a wealthy family.
She curled her lips and said calmly, "That's our family, not me."
Sister Yao sighed in her heart. The knot between Chi Huan and her parents was almost tied to death. No one could untie it, and no one could even touch it.
Over the years, she seems to have the same reputation. Although it is true that she borrowed the influence of her father, there are many people with backgrounds in the entertainment industry, but there is no one who can achieve the level of Chi Huan at such a young age.
"The crew who came to see you have sent all the scripts I've roughly screened to your email. If a big director wants to prepare a new play, I'll keep an eye on it for you, but... is it really okay for you to come back to work just after falling out of love?"
"That saying doesn't mean you'll be disappointed in love but successful in work."
Sister Yao was silent for a few seconds and asked cautiously, "What happened to you and Mo Xi?"
Chi Huan's hand fell on the railing of the balcony, and his eyes immediately dropped, "That's it. He doesn't like me anyway, and I'm selfish."
"Is it his first girlfriend who did this?"
"If a man is unreliable, he is unreliable. If he doesn't have his first girlfriend, he might find a true love in the future. If he doesn't have a pure and lovely little white flower, there will also be a enchanting red rose. I don't want to destroy the mistress and mistress. A lady’s life.”
Sister Yao murmured after a while, "...At such a young age, I think very far-term."
Chi Huan was very proud, "Of course."
"That's it," Sister Yao sighed and sneered, "If you want to find a man who can stay on the track these days, it's better to find a sow with a head that can climb a tree."
"Sister Yao, why do you describe life as so cruel and hopeless? I'm only in my early twenties."
"With your twisted view of emotions... your heart is older than mine."
She really couldn't forget what Chi Huan said to Mo Xigu outside the church.
Everyone thought that she was so young and at the height of her stardom that she chose to marry Mo Xigu because she was willful and crazy in love. It wasn’t until then that she knew—
Chi Huan didn't believe in love at all. She married Mo Xigu because she thought he was a man who was loyal to his marriage.
But obviously, Mo Xigu destroyed her understanding.
She finally understood why she often felt that Chi Huan was an extremely contradictory existence. Sometimes she seemed like a seventeen-year-old girl, full of the temperament of a little woman or even a child.
But sometimes, she is more sober and calm than a thirty-year-old woman.
Chi Huan sniffed and said, "Sister Yao, I'm like this, and you still have the heart to criticize me."
"Stop pretending to me," Sister Yao scolded with a smile on the other end, "I remembered, there will be a cocktail party in two days, and I heard that Director Zhang will be there. Do you want to go there and show your face to leave a good impression on others? ?”
"Are you talking about Director Zhang Yan?"
"Otherwise, which chapter director would there be?"
"I understand," Chi Huan frowned, "Are there any reporters guarding my door?"
"It's less, but I'm still determined to give up... Speaking of which, Chi Huan, where are you staying these days?"
She touched her eyebrows and said, "Hotel."
Sister Yao didn't think much about it. She refused to go back to Chi's house and had no other place to stay except a hotel.
After talking for a few more words, Chi Huan hung up Sister Yao's phone and called Youran. The two chatted for almost half an hour. After hanging up, she went back to the room to take a shower.
As soon as she entered with her cell phone, she saw Mo Shiqian putting on his windbreaker. She was stunned and asked, "Are you going out?"
The man hummed, walked in front of her, and said in a gentle voice, "You should take a shower and go to bed early. There are notebooks and iPads in the study. If you can't sleep, you can go get them. I may not come back until later."
Chi Huan felt that she shouldn't ask, but she couldn't help but ask one more question, "Where are you going so late?"
“Pick up a friend at the airport and maybe have a party.”
"oh."
"Call me if you need anything."
She lowered her head and said, "I know."
Mo Shiqian reached out and touched her head, smiling softly, "Be good."
He took the car keys and went out, and the huge apartment seemed suddenly empty.
The light was bright, but it seemed to be cooling, and it was too quiet.
Oh, she hugged her knees and sat on the sofa, turning on the TV. This was why she chose a small apartment. If she was alone in a house that was too big, she would feel panicked.
Chi Huan was lying on the sofa watching boring variety shows on TV, feeling at a loss what to do—
She had obviously been living alone for more than two years, but after living with this man for three days, she suddenly wasn't used to it
Habits are terrible.
… …
When Chi Huan fell asleep watching a variety show in the living room, Ning Youran and Ji Yu attended a friend's birthday party together, and met the handsome and indifferent Mo Shiqian in the elevator in 1999.
He was still wearing the same simple black trench coat, cold and indifferent, showing his alienation that no strangers should enter.
Even though Ning Youran knew him... she didn't dare to say hello to him.
I always feel that this man... He is already very difficult to get along with in front of Chi Huan. Without Chi Huan in front of him, people simply lose the courage to say hello to him.
Of course, there is another reason why I dare not say hello to him -
Next to him stood a woman.
It was already late autumn and early winter. She was still wearing a hip-hugging short skirt, a pair of sky-high pointy heels on her feet, a coat that was popular today, and her permed and dyed long hair hanging down.
Ning Youran, a talented sophomore, envies and cannot imitate the pure and mature womanhood in the workplace.
Ji Yu was heart-beating at the chance encounter with his sweetheart, when he suddenly heard the woman chuckle, "Shi Qian, I heard that you finally dumped your filthy fiancée, is it true?"
Mo Shiqian didn't move his eyebrows and said calmly, "We broke up."
Ji Yu was stunned, his heart beating wildly. Did he break up with his fiancée
Just as she couldn't hold back her excitement and looked towards him, she saw the woman with delicate makeup suddenly leaned closer to him, stood on tiptoes and blew deliberately at the handsome man.