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Awkward! Embarrassing in capital letters!
Xia Yang had the urge to detach the input method from her phone, throw it on the ground, spit it out, and stomp her feet a few more times.
However, it is just an impulse.
If you can't implement it, you can only hold in your breath and punch the air with military fists.
The master driver in the cab glanced at him from the rear mirror, with a look of astonishment clearly mixed with a hint of fear.
"Well, young man, there is a hospital just ahead of you, turn right, why don't you go there and take a look?"
Xia Yang: "..."
Xia Yang: "Thank you for your kindness. I'm not sick. Just keep driving."
The driver looked at him a few more times, wiped his forehead, and stepped on the accelerator to drive the car faster.
Trying to suppress the embarrassing emotions in her heart, Xia Yang returned her attention to her mobile phone and began to explain to Han Yi.
Let me first throw out a wave of emoticons to lighten the atmosphere—
[Yang]: [Loading grievances... 99%]
[澎]：[I am the one who is wronged]
[Yang]: [You haven’t replied to me for a second, it’s boring, forget it if you don’t love me, really, there is no need to be cold and violent]
Then I saw a new message pop up in the dialog box.
[Han Yi]：
[Han Yi]: I don’t know what to say
Xia Yang was startled when he saw this small line of characters, and then burst into laughter.
I thought that the aloof boss Feng Ping would get angry after being killed, and he might be sharpening his knives, but I never thought that he would actually read the emoticons he posted seriously.
He also responded to the emojis seriously.
Xia Yang was silly and happy for a while, feeling that the strong sense of social death had been weakened a lot.
[澎]: Woohoo, this damn input method can’t do anything. It ranks first in driving. I clearly wanted to say, “Come to the entertainment industry and try me out.” But it had to give me a sleep test [Griefled] Baba][Grieved Baba]
After the explanation, another ray of rainbow fart buff blessing came:
[Yang]: Mr. Han is cold and dignified, and he doesn’t live in the world. Even if he said he wanted to sleep with me, I wouldn’t believe him!
[Han Yi]:. .
*
Back at the hospital, it was already late, and the nutritious meal restaurant was selling the last batch of cooked Qiuli ointment.
It is late autumn and the weather is dry. Qiuli ointment is a popular product for regulating lung yin and is of great benefit to the body.
Xia Yang happened to see it, so she turned around and went to the nutrition restaurant to buy two cans.
After shopping, he returned to the main building and was walking to the elevator when he suddenly heard someone calling his name from behind.
"Xia Yang? Is that you?"
He turned his head when he heard the sound and saw a tall young man appearing behind him. He was wearing a baseball cap and no mask. Xia Yang took another careful look and recognized that this was because of an ancient puppet that had become popular recently. A handful of fresh meat, Peng Xu.
I had many interactions with the original owner before.
"Hi," he twitched the corner of his mouth to say hello, and his eyes fell on the other person's ankle with plaster board, "What are you...?"
"Don't mention it. I fell down while filming and fractured my ankle. I guess I'll have to spend the whole month here." Peng Xu looked worried and sighed heavily. He calmed down for a while before asking him again, "Eh? It's so late. Why are you in this hospital too?"
"Uh," Xia Yang thought for two seconds and answered him, "My brother at home is sick. I came to see him."
"Oh, then your brother is quite happy." Peng Xu smiled and pointed to the elevator, "Let's go, the elevator is coming down soon."
He just came downstairs to get takeout and ordered a lot of food, snacks, milk and fruit.
Xia Yang saw him clumsily carrying the pile of things and struggling to pick up the crutch, and couldn't help but ask: "Why are you coming down to get it? Isn't your assistant here?"
"Not here," Peng Xu shook his head, "Something happened at home and he asked for leave from the company. I'm the only one here tonight."
"Oh, then let me help you take them to the ward." Xia Yang said, taking the milk, fruit and snacks from his hands, then turned and walked towards the elevator.
Peng Xu was startled, and hurriedly limped after him, with a hint of embarrassment on his face: "A good man will live a safe life, I'm sorry to trouble you, Xia Yang."
The elevator door opened with a "ding". When he entered, Peng Xu's crutch accidentally got stuck in the sill of the sedan door. He staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, Xia Yang was there to catch him in time.
"I'm sorry, thank you." Peng Xu looked at him gratefully, stood up on his walking stick, and pressed the elevator button on the 11th floor.
His ward was also a single room. After entering, Xia Yang helped him put his things in the cupboard near the door and prepared to go up.
"Take good care of yourself and recover soon. I'm leaving first so I won't disturb your rest."
"It's still early for me to rest. Have you eaten? Do you want to have some midnight snacks with me?" Peng Xu politely asked to stay.
"No, I've eaten."
"Then when I'm discharged from the hospital, I'll treat you to a big dinner. Let's add WeChat. I'm honored to have you as my friend. If you need my help in the future, just ask." Peng Xu took out his mobile phone with a smile and opened WeChat 2D. code.
Xia Yang added him as a friend, opened the door and left.
When I returned to the suite ward, it was already 10:30 pm. Han Yi has finished washing and is ready to rest.
"I brought you Qiuli ointment to reduce noise and moisturize the lungs." Xia Yang shook the things in his hands and put them on the dining table.
Han Yi raised his eyes: "Why are you back so late?"
"Hey, I just went to help others." Xia Yang told the other party Lei Feng's behavior without any concealment, and patted him on the shoulder with sincere words, "Look, how pitiful it is to have no one around to take care of you. You order takeout by yourself. Go down and get it yourself, in comparison, our Mr. Han is so lucky, someone is thinking about him all the time, and even brings Qiuli ointment to him in the middle of the night."
Han Yi's black pupils seemed to have a glimmer of light, and he looked into the young man's eyes and nodded, saying a faint "hmm" in his tone.
After changing clothes and taking a shower in the bathroom, Xia Yang felt that she could hardly open her eyelids.
He wiped his hair with a towel and was about to go to bed, but he was stopped by Han Yi just before he got into bed.
"Why don't you blow dry your hair?" He pointed at the young man's wet hair, which was still dripping with water. "You will get sick if you do this."
Xia Yang lowered her eyelids and waved her hands: "It's okay, it doesn't matter once or twice. I'm really too tired today."
Han Yi was selfless: "It doesn't matter if you are tired."
"That's it."
"I said no."
"What are you doing? You can't do it even if you say no? If you want to do it, do it for me!" Xia Yang shook her head and started talking.
Han Yi: "..."
I feel like I've been tricked.
The person in front of him had half-lidded eyelids, and water droplets fell from his disheveled wet hair to his cheeks, ticking and falling.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the person for a long time, then finally got up and took the hair dryer from the cabinet.
Xia Yang noticed his actions and raised her head in surprise: "Wow! Do you really want to blow dry my hair?"
Han Yi was silent, his pupils were dark and unfathomable, a big hand turned his head back like a top and pressed it down again.
Such actions made Xia Yang couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Well, drying hair can be considered a technical job. How is your job? Don't make me a bald chicken by then..."
"Don't talk." Han Yi poked him and interrupted him coldly.
The switch buzzed open, and the warm wind was sent into the young man's shiny hair. Han Yi's slender fingers were inserted into his hair. Comfortable lazy cat.
"Mr. Han, you do a good job. Can I come to you next time?" He shamelessly went beyond the limit.
Han Yi's voice came from above his head: "What are your hands for?"
"Oh, my hand is disabled, so why don't you make it comfortable? Otherwise, V, your 5 yuan will be considered as labor fee, and then it will be converted into divorce compensation. What do you think?"
Han Yi was stunned, and his wrist couldn't help shaking. After regaining consciousness, he turned off the hair dryer and placed it on the cabinet with a "dong" sound.
"Ugly rejection."
Xia Yang: "..."
Although he was rejected, his hair was blown dry and fluffy, which made him feel that he still got a bargain.
He thanked Technician Han sincerely, and then climbed into bed tiredly.
I'm so sleepy that I'll probably be able to purr until dawn as soon as my head hits the pillow.
Just as he was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, the cell phone beside the bed rang.
It's an unknown number.
He glanced at it and answered unhappily: "Who is it?"
"Ang, Mr. Xia Yang, right?" A strange male voice came from the receiver, with a strange tone, "Who do you think I am?"
He would be a... fool, right? This was in the middle of the night.
Xia Yang raised her eyelids and said unfriendly: "If you are selling houses and insurance, then I can only say that you are a very good worker who works with your life. If you want to commit fraud, I have downloaded Got the anti-fraud APP.”
There was a moment of silence in the receiver, and then a chuckle came from it: "Mr. Xia is quite humorous. No wonder everyone now says that you have the potential to become famous."
Xia Yang let out a breath, thinking that this might be a crazy person in the middle of the night, and he was not going to waste any more time listening to his crazy words.
However, when I was about to hang up the phone, I heard the other party suddenly say: "Are you in love recently, Mr. Xia Yang? The male partner is also a celebrity."
At that moment, Xia Yang felt as if someone had knocked him on the head, and his sleepiness was instantly knocked away.
"...Who are you?" After a while, he asked in a deep voice.
From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Han Yi, who was sitting next to him, and turned around at this moment.
"It doesn't matter who I am, and you don't need to know. You just need to know that you and your significant other were picked out by us, freshly baked melons." The male duck croaked on the phone with excitement.
Xia Yang was a little panicked by his croaking. She subconsciously squeezed the phone tightly and her breathing became tight.
how come… !
Someone had just uncovered his studio and his investors in the afternoon, but by night, even the relationship between him and Han Yi had been exposed.
Talents come out of nowhere and are so efficient!
After thinking for two seconds, he calmed down and probed further: "So, what do you want to do? If you want to break the news directly, there is no need to call me so late."
"Smart, this is the human mind." The male duck voice praised him, "It's very clear what we want to do. If Mr. Xia wants us to help you keep the secret, you need to pay us 500,000 hush fees. "
"Fifty..." Xia Yang choked, suddenly feeling that these paparazzi had too underestimated the value of him and their cruise ship boss.
It only costs 500,000, and it’s time to play house! Why can't I add another zero...
"Ahem, are you sure you only want 500,000 in hush money?" He pursed his lips and asked again tentatively.
This question seems to have confused the other party.
"Ah, ah, yes, what's wrong, what do you mean?"
"Oh, it's not interesting. You can go to bed and let me think about it carefully." After saying that, he hung up the phone.
The air became quiet, and the warm yellow bedside lamp shrouded his face. His curled eyelashes cast a small shadow. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were lowered, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.
Han Yi looked at his face, silently asked, "Who called you, and what does the hush money mean?"
Sounds like you messed with someone.
"Well," Xia Yang raised her eyes and pulled her thoughts away from the phone call just now, "I have bad news to tell you. Someone has exposed our "romance"! If I don't agree to pay hush money, they will Maybe the news will be revealed."
"Oh." Han Yi nodded lightly.
It was not as angry or shocked or out of control as Xia Yang imagined.
As calm as a glass of boiled water.
Xia Yang was a little surprised, widened her eyes slightly and asked him: "Why, aren't you worried?"
The vests of the secretly married couple are about to be taken off by the dogs!
Han Yi didn't speak. He lowered his eyes and raised them again. He pursed his thin lips and said in a calm tone: "How did they find out about their relationship? What evidence is there?"
"This..." Xia Yang tilted his head and hesitated for two seconds. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something at a certain moment. He carefully recalled the conversation with the male duck in his mind. Suddenly, he slapped his thigh and vowed, "I seem to be..." Worry too much!”
"?"
If the paparazzi really had a way and the only thing they could uncover would be his marriage relationship with Han Yi, then they shouldn't use "romance" but "marriage".
Hidden marriage. Cruise ship boss
And even if the relationship between Han Yi and him was to be exposed, why didn't the paparazzi contact Han Yi instead of coming to find him first
Even if he has the financial resources of a billionaire, he can't handle even 100.
So he guessed that the paparazzi either took photos of Actor Tang always coming to pick him up during the two script readings, or they took photos of Bai Xiaoxiao always sticking very close to him when everyone was eating together, looking very close to him. close…
Anyway, no matter what it is, it comes out of intention.
As long as the secret marriage between him and Han Yi is not revealed, there is no need to pay attention to it.
Thinking of this, his eyes flashed, and he said with a hint of excitement, "I suddenly figured it out just now. When they said they wanted to reveal my relationship, it was probably not me and you. They..."
"Wait a minute," Han Yi frowned and raised his hand to stop him, "What, besides me, do you have a relationship with someone else that needs to be revealed?"
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Xia Yang: Tsk, tsk, tsk, why is your focus a little skewed