When Zhu Qinghuan woke up, she was still lying in Nanyang's palm.
"Wish Zhu, get up soon, it's all here." Xiao Ye's voice came from the driver's seat, and then he heard the sound of the engine going out.
Zhu Qinghuan was dazed for a moment, then suddenly woke up and hurriedly raised his face. She habitually wiped the corners of her mouth, but she didn't expect to actually wipe off the water stains on her hand.
"I wish you good luck, Boss Nan is so kind to you. You slept for an hour, did you know that? Boss Nan has been holding your face like this." Xiao Ye smiled meanly.
Zhu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, hurriedly looking for a tissue from the bag, her face flushed with shame, and tremblingly took the tissue to wipe the saliva in Nanyang's hand.
Nanyang just raised his hand and watched her hurriedly wiping his palm without saying a word, saying sorry all the time while wiping. Although she wiped every finger carefully, the stickiness of the saliva remained on Nanyang's skin.
"Would you like to go to the bathroom for a while?" Zhu Qinghuan didn't dare to look into Nanyang's eyes.
"Um."
Nanyang retracted his hand and shook it, it was indeed a little sticky.
She didn't dislike it at all, or, in fact, she was used to it. When Young Huan was young, she often drooled while eating and sleeping. Yun Tang made her a drool pocket and tied it around her neck. Even so, she still had to wash her clothes every day. It's normal for a child to drool. Sometimes when Nanyang sees it, he will wipe it for her, and squeeze her sticky cheek by the way.
"Thank you, thank you." Zhu Qinghuan murmured in a barely audible voice.
"It's okay. Get out of the car."
"it is good."
Xiaoye had already got out of the car, and Zhu Qinghuan took her bag and followed.
"Aren't you coming down?" Zhu Qinghuan noticed that Nanyang was still in place.
"You guys go first, wait for me at the door, I have something to deal with." Nan Yang said lightly.
"it is good."
Zhu Qinghuan thought that she had some secret affairs of the company and it was inconvenient for her to hear, so she and Xiaoye went to the door of Mingdu Building first.
They gradually walked away.
Nanyang released the left hand that had been clenched tightly, and her fingernails had left bloodstains on her palm. Her brows finally revealed an uncontrollable pain.
Her right hand began to tremble, more and more violently, until it finally became a spasm. She pinched her right wrist tightly with her blood-stained left hand, and her whole body arched uncontrollably. Soon, a layer of fine sweat oozes out of her forehead, and there are also beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.
In a panic, she took out a box of ibuprofen from the bag she was carrying with one hand, and tremblingly peeled off four, stuffed it into her mouth, and swallowed it dryly.
Don't make her wait too long at the door. It's winter, and she's still wearing that flimsy dress.
She wanted to bite her lip to distract her attention, but she couldn't. The lips would leave deep tooth marks. If the media took pictures, she didn't know what to catch, so she bit her tongue hard. The tongue was easily bitten, and the mouth was full of the rust smell of blood.
After five minutes, she finally recovered under the action of the drug.
She weakly cleaned herself with the tissue left by Qing Huan, wiped the sweat from her forehead, wiped the blood from her tongue, cleaned up her expression, opened the car door and stepped out.
Finally, keep your body under control.
From a distance, Xiaoye locked the car when he saw Nanyang coming out.
"go in."
Nanyang's face was light, as usual.
She walked to Zhu Qinghuan's side and walked into the hall side by side with her.
As Zhu Qinghuan expected, when Nanyang appeared in the crowd, he undoubtedly became the focus.
Even, there are more cameras aimed at Nanyang than himself.
The venue for the banquet was very large. The reporters were on both sides, carrying various cameras, and the wires on the ground were all tied into knots. As soon as I saw a new star walking in, I frantically aimed at it and patted it for a while. When they saw the women who appeared beside Xiaohua Zhu Qinghuan, their eyes began to glow green, as if they had already thought about the headline of tomorrow's headlines.
Zhu Qinghuan watched more and more media filming them, and felt that the distance between herself and Nanyang was a little inappropriate. As newlyweds, they should not go their separate ways. So she approached Nanyang without a trace, and gently took Nanyang's arm.
It looked like they were holding on, but in fact, none of the fingers actually touched Nanyang's skin.
Nanyang was a little surprised, but she didn't show it on her face, she just looked down at the hand resting on her arm. She raised her other hand, as if she wanted to touch Zhu Qinghuan's wrist, but she just lifted it, and after a while, she put it down forbearance.
Mei Zhongli was afraid that these media would cause trouble to Nanyang, so he had already greeted him in advance, only filming was allowed, and interviews were not allowed. No one would want to offend the May Group, but it is clear that several media outlets are already making a move.
Celebrities have arrived here one after another, there are many round tables in the middle, each star has its own place, some people have already taken their seats, and some stars are performing fake sisterhood live in front of the camera.
When Zhu Qinghuan walked in holding Nanyang, many celebrities looked over.
One is flirtatious and charming, and the other is as cold as frost and snow. The two extreme colors strongly stimulate everyone's aesthetics. They wear dresses of similar styles, but they do not affect the recognition they should have. Even so, most people are still confused, and they can't tell which is the star and which is the rich.
Nanyang suddenly became expressionless. Once she is exposed to the eyes of the crowd, she will turn into the appearance that no one is near, and she is not even willing to show the only mildness in her eyes.
There were also many grand events in the Northern Punishment that year, and whenever Nanyang attended, it was also this icy look. Qing Huan said, Master is putting on airs, she can't hold back people like this.
In fact, Nanyang just really doesn't like crowds.
When there are more people, there are more right and wrong, and it has been like this for three thousand years.
Zhu Qinghuan thought of the messages on the Internet that scolded him for losing his bottom line for money and marrying a middle-aged, fat and round aunt, and then immediately thought of the funny pictures of those people being beaten in the face after Nanyang was exposed to the public eye. Although she always said that she didn't care about the comments against her, how could she really not care? When she thought of those people being beaten in the face, she felt a lot more comfortable.
The arc of Zhu Qinghuan's smile suddenly froze.
Did Nanyang... Did he also think of this, so he agreed to attend this dinner with her, even if... her quiet life would be thrown into a mess.
Zhu Qinghuan quietly glanced at Nanyang beside him.
Gee.
The face smells so bad.
Although others may see her as expressionless, Zhu Qinghuan could feel the rhythm of her breathing with displeasure.
Fortunately, Mei Zhongli had warned those reporters not to allow interviews, otherwise the crowd of whining people would come up, and she couldn't imagine what Nan Yang's face would look like.
"It hasn't started yet, do you want something to eat?" Zhu Qinghuan asked softly.
"I'm not hungry." Nanyang shook his head.
Zhu Qinghuan took her to find her seat, and the two sat down, "Then let's drink some water first, you must be thirsty on the way."
"Not thirsty."
Concise and concise, cherish words like gold.
All right.
It seems really not very happy.
Nanyang suddenly stood up and said, "I'll go to the bathroom to wash my hands."
"Over there." Zhu Qinghuan pointed her in a direction.
Nanyang nodded and walked towards the place where Zhu Qinghuan pointed.
She wanted to go to the bathroom and be alone for a while. Washing her hands wasn't the most important reason. She just didn't like so many people staring at her. Many men's eyes are very dirty, which makes her feel very uncomfortable.
Wearing such a red dress with bare arms and legs already made her very uncomfortable. If it wasn't for Qinghuan, she wouldn't be so revealing in front of a group of people. Although she has also been baptized by modern culture, she is always an ancient person in her bones, and it is always inappropriate for her to expose some parts of her body.
After Nanyang left, Zhu Qinghuan was a little bored in his seat and wanted to take out his mobile phone to play, but with so many cameras facing each other, it was really not good to squat here alone to play with the mobile phone. She thought, why don't she find a sister herself to act in front of the camera.
Just thinking about it, "sisters" came to the door.
Xia Shan walked over carefully with two glasses of champagne, a little sadness in his eyes. He greeted Zhu Qinghuan and asked in a low voice, "You, are you really married?"
Zhu Qinghuan nodded with a smile: "Yes."
Xia Shan sighed regretfully: "Alas, our company originally planned to fire our CP, but unfortunately..."
Zhu Qinghuan also felt that it was a pity, if Shen Wu could fry CP well, the popularity should be even higher, but she is married now. Obviously, the audience will not make a pair of a married young woman and an innocent teenager.
"I've liked you for a long time, I've been looking forward to playing the same drama with you, and I want to get to know you well." Xia Shan's eyes were red, and the love in his mouth sounded so simple, "But now you're married, and I'm with you. It's not good to go too close."
"We will have many opportunities to get to know each other well in the next few months," Zhu Qinghuan comforted him gently. "We can get together after filming."
Xia Shan smiled and handed her a glass of champagne: "Here you are."
Zhu Qinghuan took it, touched Xia Shan's cup, and took a sip from the rim.
"Then let's meet the crew. Now that there are more media, I won't talk to you more." Xia Shan knew the balance very well. He looked from side to side to confirm that no one was watching him, and then smiled warmly at Zhu Qinghuan. a bit.
"Bye-Bye."
Zhu Qinghuan sent this cute little brother away with a smile.
She took a sip of the wine in her glass, very slowly. When she drank a whole cup, a long time had passed, but Nanyang still did not come back.
Are you lost
Zhu Qinghuan felt that she should go find her. If the media noticed that she had been alone for a long time, they would write about it.
She got up from her seat and walked around the venue, many stars chatting together in twos and threes. A few acquaintances came over to say hello to her, but she didn't bother to pay any attention to it, and left with a perfunctory response.
When she walked to the porch, she saw a familiar slender figure from a distance, wearing a red dress, leaning against the wall and talking to a woman opposite.
Zhu Qinghuan walked over and patted her shoulder: "Nanyang..."
The man turned around and saw Zhu Qinghuan, the corners of his lips curved inwardly: "Zhu Zhu?"
Like, but not her.
After all, it was she who photographed someone, so it would be bad to just walk away at this time. Zhu Qinghuan had to chat with them: "Long time no see, Dan Jin." She nodded again to the woman across from Jin: "Yan Ran."
These two are members of the most popular girl group ANT in China. The ice beauty with a similar temperament to Nanyang is called Dan Jin, and she is the C position in the team. The gentle woman opposite her is called Jiang Yanran, from ANT. team leader.
Dan Jin and Jiang Yanran usually do a lot of filming. They just filmed a drama with Zhu Qinghuan some time ago, so the three of them are considered to know each other. They have good personalities. Both of them are sensible people who have read a lot of books. Zhu Qinghuan likes to play with them.
"You are coming to the dinner too?"
"Well," Dan Jin nodded, "there are a lot of celebrities invited to this dinner, and our ANTs are all here."
Jiang Yanran smiled at Zhu Qing and said, "Zhu Zhu, I heard that you are married, congratulations."
"You all know it." Zhu Qinghuan smiled lightly.
"There's no way I don't know, as soon as I open the phone, it's your name," Jiang Yanran shrugged helplessly, "Our company originally wanted to promote the concert, but we were so overwhelmed that we couldn't get the heat, so we could only delay the concert halfway. months."
"I just saw your wife," Dan Jin said suddenly, "it's beautiful."
"You're just as beautiful, Xiao Jin." Jiang Yanran looked at Dan Jin with tenderness in her eyes.
Dan Jin was stunned for a moment, avoiding Jiang Yanran's gaze, and smiled politely: "...Thank you, Team Jiang."
Zhu Qinghuan snorted in his heart. Jiang Yanran was really afraid that others wouldn't see that she liked Dan Jin. Every time she looked at Dan Jin, it was like she was going to die for her at any time. Dan Jin has always been light, restrained and polite.
She knows something about them. Jiang Yanran's family is very rich, and the Jiang Yan Ran Group is the only company that can compete with the Mei Group in terms of financial resources. She didn't have to enter the entertainment industry, but she did in order to take care of Dan Jin. But Dan Jin's family is very poor. Not only is he poor, but his father also prefers sons to daughters and owes a lot of debt. The whole family relies on Dan Jin to make money and pay off the debt to support his younger brother. Jiang Yanran has been secretly helping Dan Jin with resources, and Dan Jin's C position can be said to be supported by Jiang Yanran. If it wasn't for Jiang Yanran who secretly supported her, she would have had to work with many directors to gain the fame she is today. Just slept.
Zhu Qinghuan is very strange, why are they still not together? The ANT fan circle has gone out of the circle about the two of them, and even she has read one or two articles with outstanding writing.
"Did you just look for someone?" Dan Jin took the initiative to ask about this.
"Well, look for me..." Zhu Qinghuan slurred those two words in her mouth, but she said it with a blushing ear, "Look for my wife. Her name is Nanyang."
"It is reported that she is thirty-five years old?" Dan Jin seemed to be recalling that face, "But, it looks like she is only in her twenties."
"Rich people will take care of it." Zhu Qinghuan said so, in fact, he was a little confused.
"It's strange, she looks young, but those eyes..."
Dan Jin likes to read. People who read a lot tend to look at people very poisonous. She can easily judge at a glance whether a person is shallow or dark. But she couldn't understand Nanyang, she even had a feeling that the indifference in Nanyang's eyes could not be washed away without a hundred years.
Maybe it's just her delusion.
Dan Jin didn't choose to say these things. She was not a nosy person, she only pointed the way to Zhu Qinghuan: "I just saw her in the toilet, and I should have gone back to find you now."
"Thank you," Zhu Qinghuan nodded politely to her, "then I'll go first."
Jiang Yanran replied with a warm smile, "Go ahead, remember to stand with our ANTs when we take a big group photo, let us rub your light."
"sure."
Zhu Qinghuan agreed with a smile.
She walked over to her seat. After walking over, I saw Nanyang who had returned.
Zhu Qinghuan sat down beside her and asked casually, "It's been so long."
Nanyang seemed to be distracted and did not move at all.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Qinghuan tried to call her, "Why are you in a daze?"
Nanyang came back to his senses and slowly turned his head to look at Zhu Qinghuan.
Zhu Qinghuan saw that her light brown eyes were red like tea, and there was a little redness around her eyes.
Zhu Qinghuan was taken aback.
how…
Did she... cry