Rong Chun glanced at him, wrote a few words, and felt a little funny again, showing a weird expression on his face that he wanted to laugh or not.
At the moment when she was about to break her power, she threw down her phone and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
This time, she saw her usual toiletries and skin care products, as well as makeup remover, in his bathroom.
Rong Chun snorted and opened them one by one.
Back in bed, she slipped into the cedar-filled comforter.
Lin Jiashu looked at the mask on her face and seemed to be waiting for her to say something.
Rong Chun squinted at him: "How did you monitor my life so comprehensively?"
If he was familiar with her stuff from three years ago, that would make sense, but he even knew the brand of cream she liked to use recently. Really suspicious.
"You think too badly." Lin Jiashu said, "Of course it was Aunt Wu who asked."
Rong Chun raised his eyebrows: "Did she tell you?"
"I said, you are not used to my things. She gave me a list."
"..." Rong Chun flipped through the address book, "I'm going to tell her to guard against thieves."
Lin Jiashu grabbed her mobile phone with kindness: "It's very late now, don't disturb the elders to sleep."
Rong Chun threw him down at once and went to grab his mobile phone, but Lin Jiashu was not too persistent, and gave it to her in three or two strokes.
Finally, he helped her close her neckline.
"..." Rong Chun covered the quilt and looked at him with contempt.
Someone looked magnanimous, got up and went to take a bath.
Rong Chun also said that instead of calling the housekeeper, he opened the memo again.
After scribbling the lyrics of the last stanza, her mind began to become chaotic again. Anyway, the workload for today was completed, so she turned on her mobile phone to read Weibo.
When she opened the hot search, she saw two hot spots of #rongchunxuehuan##xuehuantermination# hanging in the top few.
Xue Huan Studio V: [Due to personal reasons, Mr. Xue Huan has terminated his contract with @星图 Entertainment today.]
Xue Huan V: [Everyone is well~]
Rong Chun rolled his eyes, saying this, as if something happened between them.
Unsurprisingly, netizens also wrote a BE scumbag abuse article with no less than 100,000 words in these four words and a tilde.
[Rong Chun is really a scumbag, and he is entangled with his ex-boyfriend, so he came to hook up with me Huan, it's too disrespectful to people.]
[The younger brother must be deeply hurt and came to his sister's arms.]
[The Rong family has gone bankrupt, and Xingtu Entertainment is like that. It is best for my brother to leave.]
But Rong Chun really felt that he had some fans at this time, because the comments were not one-sided, and many of them spoke for her.
[Yuyou has never admitted that those of you who kowtow to CP should also pay attention to the Basic Law?]
[We Yoyo are bankrupt and can't afford to raise your little golden wolfdogs. ] (Rong Chun: … )
[Don't force me to turn out Xue Huan's dark history, who doesn't know that he is holding the upper leg? An 18th line with a primary school education should not touch my eldest lady.]
[Anyone's fans don't have a B-number in their hearts? Whether it is looking at the face or looking at the bank deposit, which is better than Mr. Lin?]
Rong Chun also saw that the CR Group official reposted and liked this comment.
"… "
Only then did she discover that she and Lin Jiashu had a cp super chat, and the ranking was not low.
As soon as she looked up, Lin Jiashu put away her phone: "It's very late, don't read spam before going to bed."
Rong Chun: "Looking at the super chat between you and me is also garbage?"
Lin Jiashu glanced at the screen of the mobile phone and returned the mobile phone to her: "Then you continue."
"… "
Rong Chun pulled the quilt to cover his head: "Don't look at it."
Lin Jiashu tapped a few times on her phone.
Rong Chun saw that he didn't respond for a long time, thinking that he wouldn't like anything on her Weibo.
Before she could sit up, Lin Jiashu put the phone on the bedside.
Rong Chun looked at him suspiciously, flipped through his Weibo and WeChat, and finally found that he had pulled himself out of the blacklist.
Also, he removed Xue Huan from her watchlist. Instead, follow an unknown account. The content is empty, and she is the only one who has followers and fans.
"Is this your Weibo?"
"Um."
As a modern person, Lin Jiashu did not play Weibo before, nor did his account register. So much so that when she was with her, she seldom used Weibo to post status.
Rong Chun was too lazy to play the blocking game with him: "I want to ask you something. I won't block you."
He raised his eyebrows: "You ask."
"Xue Huan's role was removed by you?"
Lin Jiashu didn't expect her to mention this all of a sudden, and her eyes darkened. Rong Chun realized that he understood it quite well, or maybe he didn't disguise anything in front of her.
"No. I gave him that role."
"??" Now it was Rong Chun's turn full of question marks.
Lin Jiashu said lightly in a normal tone: "Didn't you two get together back then? I'll find something for him to do, don't keep pestering you."
Rong Chun blinked, thinking that every time Xue Huan met with her, he was either interrupted by an audition or made time to come out. He suddenly understood everything. It turned out that Lin Jiashu was behind the scenes.
She looked at him for a long time before finally saying, "You... are quite honest."
"Later, his TV series might get a bigger sponsorship, so he was replaced. It's normal." Lin Jiashu paused, "Did he tell you?"
"No. I'll ask."
"Do you care about him?"
Rong Chun glanced at him: "I'm quite temperamental, are you questioning me?"
"No, I have a good temper." Lin Jiashu lifted the other side of the quilt and took the man into his arms, "because he hasn't starved to death yet."
Rong Chun glared at him: "I'm really afraid that you will break the law one day. I warn you not to implicate me."
He smiled: "As long as you keep me in check, I will try my best to be a good person."
Rong Chun sneered: "Who cares about you."
But the next second she couldn't laugh a little—the lower jaw was lifted by his fingers, and Rong Chun saw the red mole at the corner of his eye, which was half a threat and half a joke: "I don't care?"
"… "
Rong Chun always felt like jumping into his trap—
Manage, how
No matter what, someone is no longer a human being.
Rong Chun simply closed his eyes: "I'm going to sleep."
He didn't continue and kissed her forehead, "Good night."
***
Although Lin Jiashu couldn't correct his suitor's identity at some point, in most cases, he was still obedient.
After living in his house for a few days, I began to gain an inch.
Lin Jiashu said inadvertently one day, "Would you like me to move your things down?"
Rong Chuncai woke up instantly: "I'm just surfing the Internet at your house, and I'm not living with you. No need."
He didn't mention more, just silently put a lot of clothes of her size in the cloakroom.
Rong Chun didn't want to use this bad excuse, but every time she returned to her home, she always felt too lonely.
The air conditioner is too hot at one high and cold at one low.
If the water in the cup is gone, I have to pick it up.
The height of the chairs and desks in the study do not match.
And the brightness in the room…
In fact, they were all trivial matters, and they could easily be resolved by asking a servant to come over, but she was not feeling well, so she simply stayed at his house.
As for the relationship between the two of them, she decided not to deal with it.
The previous things cost her too much emotion, as long as she thinks that she will be separated from him one day, she can't accept it.
- If you don't get back together, you won't face the pain of breaking up again.
Anyway, she feels pretty happy now.
Rong Chun finally settled on the song before Jiang Zhiyu returned to China.
On the day they returned to China, they didn't talk about work, and Jiang Zhiyu planned to invite her out to play, just as a reward for her to post her first album.
Rong Chun stayed in the room for a long time and readily agreed.
Jiang Zhiyu also paid attention to domestic news at any time abroad, and knew that Xue Huan had left the company. On the Internet, it was all about Rong Chun and Lin Jiashu, but after the hot topic passed, Rong Chun didn't have any negative news and did not do public relations.
"But if you don't want to see these, I can also contact them to delete them."
She was talking about the super words of "banyan tree cp", which contained some of Rong Chun's feats of the year, and more of them were written by fanciers, and they were serialized. A group of people begging the same people to eat candy every day, and they wrote it as if it were real.
When Rong Chun was idle, he took a few glances. The author vividly described that Lin Jiashu locked Rong Chun in a certain villa because of eating Xue Huan's vinegar, and the next part is the indescribable part. In order to not be harmonious, the blogger sent an inverted picture mode.
Rong Chun quickly browsed through the whole chapter with the expression of the grandfather in the subway looking at his mobile phone. The feeling is that the writing is very good, but the protagonist is perfect if it is not her and Lin Jiashu.
"Don't delete it, that's it."
"Really?" Jiang Zhiyu didn't expect that after a few days of absence, her mentality has matured a lot, "You can just let it go. In other words, if you know more about this man, you will always find a suitable one."
Jiang Zhiyu looked at her living room, "Xiaochun, why is your home different from what I've seen before? Have you redecorated it?"
Rong Chun poured her a glass of lemonade: "No, it's always been like this."
She didn't see anything wrong.
Jiang Zhiyu: "I remember your house is on the top floor. Did I remember it wrong? I wanted to play in your outdoor swimming pool."
After being sluggish for a few seconds, Rong Chun suddenly remembered—
here is…
Lin Jiashu's home!
He has been working from home for a while, and he is going to see a client today, so he is not at home for the time being.
When she was nervous, she spilled a little water. It happened to be sprinkled on Jiang Zhiyu's skirt.
"Ah! I'm sorry, I'll go get a towel."
Jiang Zhiyu looked at her flustered look, a little strange: "It's okay, I'll go by myself."
She got up and went to the public restroom.
Rong Chun wanted to stop her, but couldn't find a reason: "You... you are a guest, and I can't make you inconvenient."
"It's not that we haven't been here before, so we don't pay attention to this."
Jiang Zhiyu pushed the door open, and the first thing he saw was a razor.
Only then did I realize it, and gave Rong Chun a "you can" look: "Is there a man hidden at home?"
"Who is the other party?"
"Education?"
"How much is your annual income?"
"Is life harmonious?"
"It's very fast, so we live together? Not bad."
She cracked and threw a lot of questions, and there was a kind of joy that "the child has finally grown up".
Rong Chun bites the bullet and can only laugh awkwardly. She is good at talking, but when it comes to such a lie that can be easily exposed, she does not dare to lie: "I am in the same school as me, and the income is similar to me. The relationship is good, just ... try it first, and don't rush to get married."
Jiang Zhiyu heard the conditions and thought it was okay.
"What does it look like? Is there a photo? It must be better than your ex-boyfriend, right?"
Jiang Zhiyu knows her very well - in terms of appearance, the passing line of the eldest miss is stuck.
"almost… "
"That's a handsome guy. Now at work? If you have a chance to meet in the future, I'll check it out for you."
Rong Chun wiped the sweat from his forehead: "...Okay, definitely."