After replying to Beichen Yun's email, Ai Jiujiu felt something strange. He couldn't say what it was. He put his phone back in his pocket and looked at the scenery outside the window quietly.
When she first returned to City
No one knows that "Glorious Dust" is actually Ai Jiujiu's realistic representation of himself.
In the final outcome, the male and female protagonists live their lives in peace. This is what Ai Jiujiu wanted for her and Su Yan, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
Everything seems weird, and everything seems to be logical.
The car stopped steadily at the door of Huayu. Ai Jiujiu paid and got off. As soon as he got out, he saw Mu Tiantian standing at the door with red eyes.
"Tiantian?"
"Seven seconds, you're here? Come in quickly."
"Tiantian, what's wrong with you?"
Mu Tiantian sniffed: "It's okay, let's go."
Ai Jiujiu didn't ask any more questions. After entering, he found out that it was another drama for which Mu Tiantian was the screenwriter. The female lead was picking on her and her words were unpleasant.
People here do things based on who they are. Mu Tiantian’s boyfriend is Shi Lei. This is something everyone knows. Would anyone still find fault with her
Isn’t that eye-opening
Because Mu Tiantian kept saying that it was okay, Ai Jiujiu didn't ask much, so he walked into the conference room to discuss the script with everyone.
Before they were finished, Ai Jiujiu saw Mu Lan coming through the glass door.
Mu Lan sat quietly waiting outside the conference room, still holding the previous script in his hand and reading it.
After Ai Jiujiu finished discussing, Mu Lan came in: "Miss Seventh."
Ai Jiujiu noticed that Mu Lan had drawn a lot of wavy lines and circles on the script. She had obviously studied it carefully. Her role hadn't arrived yet, so she hadn't joined the set in the past few days. Now she had studied the script like this, As a screenwriter, Miss 99 is very happy that her work is performed by such a serious actor.
The questions Mu Lan asked were obviously after careful consideration, not the kind of questions that were asked casually without thinking at all.
Unknowingly, it was already evening, and when the last page of the script was finally closed, Mu Lan said enthusiastically: "Miss Seventh, Miss Mu, I'm sorry to bother you until now. If you don't mind, I'll treat you to dinner."
Ai Jiujiu originally wanted to refuse, but Mu Lan said last time that it would be a bit unkind to refuse now. In addition, Mu Lan's serious attitude really made Ai Jiujiu think that this girl has a lot of future, so Agree.
Mu Tiantian naturally followed.
Mu Lan was looking for a mid-to-high-end restaurant. The place was not big, but the decoration was very unique.
"I've been here before. Their food is delicious, but the place is too small. Please don't mind."
"It doesn't matter."
As soon as Ai Jiujiu sat down, his cell phone rang. It was Su Yan calling: "Hello?"
"Are you done? Shall I pick you up?"
Ai Jiujiu looked at Mu Lan opposite him and said, "I have an appointment with someone and I won't be going back for dinner tonight."
"Okay, I'll pick you up later and tell me your address."
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When he called Ai Jiujiu, Su Yan had just finished his second meeting in the afternoon and returned to the office to see that the time was almost up before calling Ai Jiujiu.
As a result, I still have an appointment.
Su Yan sighed. It didn't seem like a good thing that his wife was so busy.