Yan Hua didn't call. She stared at the phone for a long time, and then called Fei Ying back: "Go to bed early, we have to go out to play tomorrow!"
"..." Fei Ying was shut out by her. She was stunned for a while and shouted, "Tell me what you have to say, don't keep it in your heart."
No movement.
Fei Ying returned to the room and complained to Fei Yi: "If you don't say men are unreliable, look at it!"
"That's him, not me." Feiyi picked him up, "Don't worry about it, it might be a misunderstanding."
Fei Ying glared at him: What misunderstanding? It was him who said he should handle official business, but the result... huh huh. "
The next words were blocked by Fei Yi, who suppressed her and went to bed.
When having breakfast the next day, Fei Ying stared at Yan Hua.
"Do you think I'm full?" Yan Hua teased her, "I still have flowers on my face."
"...It's okay, I'll eat." Fei Ying was a little frustrated. After observing for a long time, she found that Yan Hua really seemed to be okay.
How should I put it... I'm really happy, but I feel like something is wrong.
After dinner, we planned to visit the former residence of the world-famous writer. I heard that we had to go through a forest where princesses, princes, and dragons lived.
"What are you looking at?" Lunch will be served at a cabin in the forest, freshly roasted pork and pheasant, as well as fresh vegetables.
Yan Hua saw Fei Ying holding the phone and swiping it, and then her face changed.
"No... nothing." Fei Ying quickly put the phone away.
"I can see it myself." Yan Hua shook her phone.
Feiying touched the table and rolled her eyes.
It’s still news about Lang Ruoxian, but this time it’s from foreign media. What they mainly wanted was the woman in the photo.
"Qiang Di, 22 years old, Chinese American..." Yan Hua slowly read the text that came to the door.
Today is another new set of photos. Qiang Di is surrounded by foreign media, and Lang Ruoxian is protecting him in his arms. The foreign titles are not so outrageous and more topical.
"The romantic relationship of a talented and beautiful painter has been exposed, and the man is suspected to be a wealthy businessman from China." Yan Hua enlarged the photo after reading it. This woman named Qiang Di is indeed very beautiful.
But... not as good as her.
"Are you OK?"
Fei Ying asked cautiously: "Didn't Lang Ruoxian call to explain?"
"No." Yan Hua sighed, "Tell me, how should I react when he calls?"
"..." Fei Ying touched her head, "What kind of reaction do you mean? Don't you feel sad, angry or angry about this kind of thing?"
Yan Hua shook her head: "No."
"Do you like him or not..." Fei Ying leaned down on the table, "If you really like him, why would you be so calm?"
"I'm not like you." Yan Hua smiled, "Maybe I'm more rational. I once thought that if I fell in love with someone, would I commit life and death to him, but now it seems... I won't."
Fei Ying held her hand: "Do you think this is okay? If you want to love but can't love, if you don't dare to love, it will be painful!"
If you can control your love for someone, then there will be no unrequited love in this world. If you look at love calmly and analyze the gains and losses, it can only be said that you do not understand love and cannot love.
"Why do you torture yourself?" Yan Hua looked at her, "Sometimes I like it, but that's not the only way. This kind of emotion is easy to control and will not get hurt."
"It's not love if you just let it go!" Fei Ying discovered that Yan Hua's view on feelings was problematic, but now she didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
"Let's go!" Yan Hua wiped her hands, "Go back."
America.
"Master, the domestic reports have been withdrawn, but..." The scholar looked at him, "It has been a day. Miss Yan must have seen it."
Lang Ruoxian's face was sullen, and his whole body exuded the smell of not letting strangers in. He even lost his composure and walked around the room. He wanted to call Yan Hua several times, but... he didn't dare.
Especially when he didn't wait for Yan Hua's call, he felt even more flustered.
"Miss Yan is very reasonable. She won't be angry if I explain it later." The scholar said this without confidence.
Although he didn't have much contact with Yan Hua, Yan Hua was not very proactive towards Lang Ruoxian. In other words, she is not active in feelings.
This is what Lang Ruoxian is worried about, he knows Yan Hua too well.
"Have the air tickets been booked?" Lang Ruoxian lit a cigarette and put it out.
The scholar nodded: "Tonight, over there with the Qiang Di..."
"I told her and she would understand."
Who knew that before Lang Ruoxian could say anything, Qiang Di's assistant called to say that she was in the hospital again. Lang Ruoxian hurried over and saw Qiangdi lying on the hospital bed with red rash all over his little face. "
"Sorry, I've burdened you again." Qiang Di said weakly.
Lang Ruoxian walked to the hospital bed and covered her with a quilt: "Don't say such things, be careful in the future, and eat pineapples even though you know you can't eat them. Allergies are still very dangerous for you."
"I didn't know there was pineapple in that cake." Qiang Di took his hand and said coquettishly, "I'm so itchy and uncomfortable."
Lang Ruoxian touched her head, then picked up the magazine and slowly slapped her face: "Don't scratch, it will leave scars."
"Then I'll take a nap, and you have to stay with me." Qiang Di looked at him pitifully.
Lang Ruoxian moved a chair: "I won't leave, go to sleep!"
Qiang Di's assistant quietly closed the door. She heard that President Lang was very powerful in China and kept himself clean. He had never had any scandals with women. She had just been with Qiang Di for more than a year, and she didn't know how the two people met.
However, the handsome man and the beautiful woman match each other very well!
"Mama, are you leaving?" A week has passed in the blink of an eye, and Yan Hua and the others are about to return home.
Gungun and Xiao Jiuer like this country very much. There are not so many cars and people on the streets. There are birds in the park, cats and dogs everywhere. I was very reluctant to leave when I knew I had to leave.
"We can play again next summer." Yanhua picked up Gungun and put his shoes on, "Sister, school is about to start, and we have to go back together."
On the way to the airport, Fei Ying secretly looked at Yan Hua again.
"Ask whatever you want." Yan Hua rolled her eyes at her.
Fei Ying said hey: "Lang Ruoxian hasn't called you yet?"
"No." Yan Hua looked like you were asking questions knowingly, "Don't you watch the news every day? He is still with the painter in the United States."
Fei Ying was about to curse when Yan Hua's cell phone rang.
"Ah! Lang Ruoxian!" Fei Ying couldn't help shouting, then she covered her mouth and silently moved to the side.
Yan Hua pressed the answer button.
"Hello..." The voice over there was obviously different from usual.
Yanhua hummed, "We're about to get on the plane."
"I know." Lang Ruoxian said quickly, "I have returned to China and will pick you up at the airport later."
"No need." Yan Hua smiled, "Those reporters are all staring at you. I don't want to make the headlines."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then the man's slightly bitter voice came: "Huahua, do you believe me?"
"Believe it." Yan Hua did not hesitate, "People like you don't bother to lie."
Lang Ruoxian's heart suddenly jumped up, as if his whole body felt warm.
"Okay, let's talk about it when we get back. We're about to get on the plane." Yan Hua hung up the phone.
Lang Ruoxian held the phone for a long time without moving it. The scholar couldn't stand it anymore and called him: "Master?"
"I'm fine, you can go out."
After the scholar left, Lang Ruoxian turned on the computer and logged into the forum.
"Help, what should I do if I make my girlfriend unhappy?" He posted a post and then stared at it.
Seeing that Yan Hua hung up the phone so quickly, Fei Ying asked curiously: "Did he explain it to you?"
"No." Yan Hua leaned back in her chair, "If he could explain, he wouldn't have waited until this moment to make the call."
I guess I don’t know how to explain it at all, so I’ve been putting it off until now. Yan Hua thought to herself that it was just because she had some unavoidable reasons, and that the female painter was not what the media exposed.
But so what? That's not what she cares about.
"Don't ask, I don't want to tell." She patted Fei Ying, "Thank you!"
Okay... Fei Ying shrugged her shoulders: "Come to me anytime you want to say something."
Because of the time difference, I arrived in China at night. As soon as I entered the customs, I saw a sea of people outside, holding signs and flowers and shouting something.
"Oh!" Fei Ying said sharply, "That's the fan who came to pick up Fei Shan."
Fei Yi thought for a while: "He seems to be on today's flight."
"Hello!" I saw Fei Shan, wearing black jeans and a red sweatshirt, walking out of the VIP channel. He looked so handsome with black sunglasses.
"Uncle is so handsome!" This is Xiao Jiuer.
Gungun was already drowsy, but now he stared at his boss and shouted, "Uncle is so handsome!"
Fei Shan walked over as if walking on a catwalk and kissed the two little guys.
"What a coincidence, have you eaten?" He thought he might bump into her on the way, and he did.
Fei Ying looked at his watch: "It's already past ten o'clock. Xiao Jiu'er and Gun Gun are going to bed. Let's go home and eat!"
"Let's go, let's give me some cover." Fei Shan put on his black coat and hugged Gun Gun over: "I'll use it as a prop for my little uncle!"
Yan Hua glared at him: "Be careful."
"rest assured!"
As a result, they were not at ease at all. They originally thought they could escape by holding the child, but unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed reporter recognized Yan Hua, and they were surrounded in an instant.
In panic, Fei Yi could only protect Fei Ying and Xiao Jiu'er.
"Huahua!" Feiying panicked when she saw Yanhua being squeezed away.
Fei Shan held Gun Gun in one hand and held Yan Hua in the other: "Brother, let's meet in the parking lot. I promise to take them out safely."
Lang Ruoxian returned to Lang's house early, bringing flowers and Yanhua's favorite desserts. Secretly put it in Yan Hua's bedroom upstairs, and then asked her aunt to prepare dinner and wait in the living room.
Didn't wait for anyone to come, just waited for a Weibo push.
"Dip!" Lang Ruoxian glanced at it without thinking.
But his face changed when he saw the content. He opened Weibo and looked at the headline photo.
"The actor and Madam Lang are back from vacation abroad!"
Lang Ruoxian suddenly stood up and ran out without even taking his coat. As soon as he reached the door, a small figure rushed towards him.
"uncle!"
ps: It’s a new year! Bless everyone, we will throw away all the bad things and keep all the good things! I hope I can ensure updates starting from today and not let everyone down o(╯□╰)o, come on! effort!