"Didn't I wipe my face clean?"
Mo Yisheng swallowed the cake, squinted at Yan Hai'an with a wooden face, and wiped his chin subconsciously.
Yan Haian smiled at him reassuringly: "Mr. Sun called just now."
"Oh..." Mo Yisheng thought of Sun Yan, whom he met that day, and said in surprise, "Ask about painting? He really cares."
"He said that he would come to the studio once he has time." Speaking of this, Yan Hai'an's brain hurts. Since Sun Yan's interest has been aroused, it is meaningless to hide later, and for this kind of person, maybe the more he avoids him more interested.
Yan Hai'an pondered for a moment, watching Mo Yisheng take a vaccination: "Although it will delay a little time, we'd better not offend Mr. Sun, so we still have to receive him specially."
This sentence hit Mo Yisheng everywhere, and Mo Yisheng frowned when he said this: "I don't want to socialize."
To be honest, Mo Yisheng's non-black and white principle of doing things really worried Yan Haian a little, it was too unsuitable for social communication: "Yisheng, what did you promise me?"
Mo Yi buried his head in eating the cake childishly, and didn't want to talk to him.
Seeing that he would not be abducted by Sun Yan in a few words, Yan Hai'an shook his head and reached out to help him unscrew the Coke: "No matter what, you have to show your face, okay? I'll take care of the rest."
After Mo Yisheng ate the whole cake, he hummed sullenly.
Yan Hai'an said: "By the way, he may call you."
"Where did he know my phone number?" Mo Yisheng was really annoyed when he heard it, "Sister Li?"
"Probably not." If it was Li Qing, at least Li Qing would have said to herself in advance. Seeing that Mo Yisheng had picked up the phone, Yan Hai'an simply pressed the off button, and then shrugged at Yan Hai'an.
Yan Hai'an said: "When will your temper change?"
Mo Yisheng exhaled and wiped his mouth: "I can't change it. Anyway, people who can't contact me will contact you. I'm going to paint."
Once Mo Yisheng devotes himself to new creations, Yan Haian will basically become a nanny. At least half of his thoughts will be devoted to taking care of Mo Yisheng, and the other half will be worried about Sun Yan who doesn't know when he will come to the house.
A few days later, Sun Yan came to the door.
The temperature at the end of spring was quite pleasant, Yan Haian received a call from the girl at the front desk and walked downstairs from the studio. Sun Yan was wearing short sleeves and slacks. He leaned his elbows on the front desk table, lowered his sunglasses and looked around the studio.
All the girls who came to learn painting in the studio, Yan Hai'an sensitively noticed that most of the eyes were ignoring Sun Yan, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
He went up to greet him: "Mr. Sun came so suddenly. Why didn't you notify first?"
Sun Yan took out his sunglasses and hung them on his chest, tilting his head, as if looking at Yan Hai'an for the first time. Yan Haian kept smiling and let him look at him.
At the end, there was an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth: "Isn't it impossible to get through the phone?"
"Ah." Yan Hai'an showed a little convincing surprise, "Once Yi Sheng starts a new work, he is very devoted, maybe he didn't find out when his phone ran out of battery."
Sun Yan didn't know how much he believed, so he didn't answer, and looked in the direction Yan Haian was coming from: "Is Yi Sheng up there? I'll pick him up for lunch."
"He's still sleeping." This was not a lie, Yan Hai'an explained to him, "He has been painting day and night, and he stayed up all night yesterday, and he would only squint for a while when he had to sleep. "
"That's not okay." Sun Yan smiled incomprehensibly, "It's not good for your health."
Yan Hai'an echoed, "I said the same thing about him."
The atmosphere of the two people's greetings was like that of two friends. Sun Yan raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "Then I'll go have a meal first, and come back later."
Yan Hai reassured that you are fucking free.
He invited: "It's rare for Mr. Sun to come here once, let me entertain you."
"It's not rare, I plan to come here often in the future." After Sun Yan finished speaking, he stared at Yan Hai'an's unwavering face, put on his sunglasses again, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Let's go, lead the way."
For the cheap rent, the location of the studio is not good, and naturally there are no high-end restaurants around. The two raced all the way to the city center in Sun Yan's sports car, and entered Sun Yanxuan's western restaurant.
The pictures on the menu are exquisite and the prices are expensive. Sun Yan is obviously a frequent customer, so he ordered the meal without looking at it.
Yan Hai'an ordered the food, closed the menu, and the waiter withdrew. He said: "I saw Xu Ke with Mr. Sun last time. How is he now?"
Sun Yan said calmly: "Then you have to ask him himself. I don't know him very well now."
No one spoke at the dining table for a while, Yan Haian stared at the elegant pattern on the tablecloth, his face unknowingly became a little serious.
He is not as delicate as Mo Yisheng, but he is also a handsome handsome man. Sun Yan asked with great interest, "Have you thought about what to say to me?"
His thoughts were interrupted, Yan Hai'an was in a daze, but quickly regained his composure, and said gently: "I think of other people's evaluation of Mr. Sun, saying that Mr. Sun is a person who likes you and I want you."
Sun Yan smiled perfunctorily, noncommittal to this evaluation: "So what did you say bad things about me in front of Mo Yisheng?"
"I only mentioned that you would come here." Yan Hai'an told the truth, although it would be easier for him to tell Mo Yisheng directly about Sun Yan's dirty plan, but Mo Yisheng's response might be very intense. It was impossible to predict how Sun Yan would react at that time. Secondly, Yan Hai'an also didn't want Mo Yisheng to come into contact with these things.
He hoped that Mo Yisheng's eyes would not be polluted for the rest of his life.
This wish is set off very naively in reality, and Yan Haian also knows that he can only do his best.
"But to be honest, I really don't want Mr. Sun to be too interested in Yi Sheng." Yan Hai'an didn't know Sun Yan yet, so he chose his words carefully so as not to poke him. "His personality and life are neither like Mr. Sun is so open. I mean, he probably prefers women."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Yan immediately said seriously, "That's because he didn't meet me before."
Yan Haian: "..."
Sun Yan spoke too righteously, Yan Hai'an was a little confused, and suspected that he had heard it wrong.
Sun Yan seemed to think it was obvious, so he simply said, "I liked Yi Sheng very much the moment I saw him. Since you are his friend, you shouldn't prevent him from finding a man as good as me, right?"
Yan Haian: "..."
He looked at Sun Yan in disbelief, as if it was the first time he had seen such a shameless person.
Yan Haian's thinking slowed down a few beats, and in the end he could only suspect that Sun Yan was mentally ill, and tried to slow down his pace: "Mr. Sun, Yi Sheng is not the kind of person who likes to play."
"Who said we're going to play?" Sun Yan rested his chin, the corners of his lips curled up like a smile, with just the right amount of casualness on his face, making him look unruly and handsome, "Maybe I'm serious?"
Yan Hai'an became angry for no reason, so he had to lower his eyes and let himself sit quietly on the seat, but the moment he caught sight of the knife from the corner of his eye, he wanted to stab Sun Yan.
"Actually, you look good." Sun Yan said suddenly, "Unfortunately, you're not my type."
"Mr. Sun." Yan Hai'an smiled angrily, and said with a demeanor, "You really opened my eyes."
Sun Yan said politely: "You're welcome, you have too little knowledge, you should come out and see the world more."
The waiter came to serve the food, separated the eyes of the two, and the table fell silent. The sober wine was poured into the goblet. Sun Yan held the stem of the glass, swung it clockwise, and compared Yan Hai'an.
Yan Hai'an raised his wine glass expressionlessly and took a sip.
Sun Yan cut up the beef with a knife and fork, and asked casually, "Do you like Yisheng?"
Yan Hai'an ordered chicken breast. He doesn't often eat Western food, and he has no interest in this kind of food, so he ate it boringly: "No, he and I are just friends."
"Hmm." Sun Yan tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, swallowed his food, "You answered too quickly."
Yan Haian stopped what he was doing and sighed: "Mr. Sun, I don't intend to inquire about your private affairs, but you are so famous that I really cannot avoid hearing some of your rumors. With all due respect, it is difficult for people to I don't want to back away."
Sun Yan laughed, as if he didn't care about the outside reviews and what Yan Hai'an heard.
"I have a... unfeeling request." Yan Hai'an struggled a little in his heart. Facing a powerful person like Sun Yan, there was very little room for them to maneuver without a backer. Originally, he was thinking of being cold, and Sun Yan didn't have the time and patience to pester him, but he didn't expect Sun Yan to come to his door anyway.
Yan Haian quickly corrected his attitude. Anyway, Sun Yan cannot be offended: "Yi Sheng is a simple person. He knows nothing about these things. I think this is what attracts you to him. So I hope You don't... push him too hard, if you are really serious, please take your time."
He lowered his posture, and the last sentence even revealed helplessness and compromise.
Probably because he thought this kind of Yan Haian was very interesting, Sun Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Haian thoughtfully.
After being silent for a long time, Sun Yan didn't know what he was thinking about, so he spoke again, "Although I don't know why you said such things to me, but I have always been a gentleman, so you don't have to worry about it."
He raised the corners of his lips in a ridiculous way, stared closely at Yan Haian's eyes with an imperceptible arrogance, and said slowly: "Okay, I'll try to take my time too."
Yan Hai'an said: "Thank you very much."
A consensus was reached, the two stopped talking and ate separately. Different from Zhang Yang's character who doesn't want to be beaten, Sun Yan eats quickly and quietly, with both speed and posture. In contrast, Yan Hai'an eats rather tastelessly.
When paying the bill, Yan Haian swiped his card, and the two of them ate more than 2,000 yuan, which made Yan Haian feel a little pain in his heart. He is basically Mo Yisheng's agent and assistant. His income includes basic salary and commission, which has only increased a little in the past two years, but he sent most of it back to his hometown, and his daily expenses are not much. I don't get used to extravagance and waste, and I have never eaten such a meal of 1,000 yuan per person.
Corruption, corruption.
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Yan Hai'an: Are you killing me on purpose
Sun Yan: This little money is called slaughter? You're kidding me