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"Uh...what if?"
Xia Yang's reflex arc didn't keep up with the rhythm at all. He fluttered his eyelashes and looked at Han Yi blankly, thinking about the question he just asked.
Isn’t it obvious that “a husband is a partner in a loving relationship”? What's wrong with what he said
"Do you still hold a different point of view, fellow debater?" He tilted his head and made a "please" gesture, as if he was all ears.
"No." Han Yi stared at his deer eyes, a trace of undetectable emotion flashing in his eyes, "I completely agree with your answer."
Xia Yang: "..."
After finishing the "celebration dinner" together that night, the two of them sent Mrs. Tang downstairs. The driver had already driven the car to the entrance of the hospital building.
Before leaving, the old man took Han Yi's hand and said solemnly: "Xiao Yi, it has been very hard for Yangyang to take care of you these days. You must know how to cherish it. After you fully recover in a while, you still have to make up for the honeymoon trip. .”
"I know," Han Yi nodded at her, "That was the original plan. The honeymoon trip is tentatively scheduled after the Spring Festival."
Mrs. Tang smiled happily, Xia Yang was slightly startled, and glanced at Han Yi from the side.
Tsk, Party A’s father’s acting skills are impressive, almost equal to him, and now he can operate independently without any assistance.
excellent!
Excellent people are excellent at everything they do!
After Mrs. Tang left in the car, he turned around and immediately gave the most sincere praise to the people around him: "Dear, your business level has improved by leaps and bounds. I am very pleased as a teacher. I will give you a stamp of approval!" As he said this, he stretched out his hand. With his thumb, he grabbed Han Yi and pressed down on his arm.
However, before he could reach the edge, Han Yi ducked his eyelids and moved away with an indifferent expression.
"I don't think so, I won't cover it."
"...Tch, stingy." Xia Yang curled her lips, feeling that this man didn't know how to praise him.
Why did you praise him for his awesome business and make him angry...
*
After "visiting relatives", I returned to the crew, and the director accelerated the progress of the next filming, hoping to finish filming before the New Year on January 1st.
After that, the entire crew lived from 8 to 9. The director added some scenes for Xia Yang, and sometimes it took a long time to polish one shot.
The promised "five days and two days off" was cruelly deprived of him, and he was not allowed to go home to "visit relatives" for more than three weeks.
However, Xia Yang fell in love with the enrichment of the crew more and more. The heart-tugging pictures on the monitor were all condensed with sweat and hard work. He also gradually shook his previous thoughts. It turned out that gaining value in his career was compared to Rich salted fish should be happy.
Before, his layout was too narrow.
After filming that night, Xia Yang and Tang Siming returned to the hotel from the studio together.
In the car, Movie Emperor Tang’s agent called and said that they were talking about two more movies, a big costume production, and asked him to take some time to watch them.
Xia Yang was envious next to him. After they finished chatting, he came to Tang Siming's side, held his chin in his hands and said, "Brother Tang, can I trouble you with something?"
"Sister-in-law, there's no need to be so polite. Sister-in-law's business is my business. Whatever it is, you can tell me."
"That's it..." Xia Yang organized his words slightly, "Brother Tang has been working in the entertainment industry for so many years. He has deep qualifications and wide connections. Could you please help me introduce an agent?"
"Okay, no problem," Tang Siming agreed immediately, paused and then asked with a smile, "Why is my sister-in-law so enterprising all of a sudden? Has it been infected by her husband? I would say that Brother Yi is a workaholic."
"Maybe," Xia Yang grinned and did not deny it, "The family needs to be neat and tidy~"
*
Tang Siming was very efficient and introduced a slightly famous agent two days later.
"Qi Le used to work for Juxing Brokerage Company. He made many newcomers popular. He recently resigned to start his own company. I think your cooperation is very suitable." Tang Siming introduced them.
Xia Yang had also heard of Qi Le, who was well-connected, capable, and a treasure broker.
"It's an honor for me to cooperate with Brother Qi. I can do whatever you want." He expressed full sincerity.
After finishing a meal of Japanese food, the cooperation was basically finalized.
Within two hours of returning to the hotel, Qile sent him an acting development plan tailored for him.
After reading it over and over again, Xia Yang called him awesome and sent him two rows of red hearts on WeChat. Just after the launch, the cell phone rang, and Qile called directly.
"Brother Qi?"
"Well, I just thought of something. I forgot to write it down, so I will remind you verbally." The agent said on the phone.
Xia Yang admired his professionalism and said: "Brother, just say it."
"It's not allowed to fall in love." The agent said every word.
"No problem!" Xia Yang assured, patting her chest, "I will never fall in love, I won't..."
He stopped abruptly mid-sentence.
He has never been in love, he just got married.
Then here comes the problem.
Is there nothing wrong with idols who only get married without being in love
After all, he didn't dare to ask this question directly, fearing that his agent would suspect that he was missing a brain stem.
After hanging up the phone, it was already getting late. Xia Yang thought about it and called Han Yi.
When new blood is added to the studio, he has an obligation to report to investors.
"Okay, I understand," Han Yi said calmly after hearing what he said, "I can ask the company's legal affairs department to help you with the contract drawing up."
"Yeah, that's what I had in mind," Xia Yang smiled while stroking her phone, "Sure enough, husband and wife have the best understanding."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.
After a while, Han Yi coughed and changed to another topic: "What stimulated you to suddenly want to start a career?"
Xia Yang glanced at the survival story of a low-class couple playing on the TV and joked with him: "It's too hard to support a family alone. I want to share the burden with you and earn some to support the family."
Han Yi: "..."
Han Yi: "No, thank you."
Letting your other half make money to support your family is simply the biggest insult to a billionaire...
Xia Yang was so happy that she got over this topic. Then she glanced at the TV and saw that the low-class couple didn't forget to hug and kiss each other while working hard.
This scene of dog food caught him off guard, and after eating, he suddenly thought of something.
"By the way, I was talking to my manager about personal development today, and he specifically told me not to allow me to fall in love."
"Why." Han Yi's voice sounded a little deep.
"Look, have you touched the big boss's blind spot of knowledge again? To survive and develop in the entertainment industry, if you want to have sex, you can't fall in love as you please."
"Idols are human beings too, and are independent individuals," Han Yi's voice sounded a little higher, "You don't have to listen to your manager on everything."
Xia Yang: "."
Xia Yang: "???"
magic!
The plastic husband seems to be trying to dissuade him from breaking the rules and fighting back
Has he been delayed in his growth and has recently grown a few new bones
Although he had doubts in his heart, he did not intend to discuss this topic. Boss Han doesn’t understand things about the entertainment industry, so I will slowly educate him when I have time in the future.
Thinking like this, he grinned and said in an indifferent tone: "It doesn't matter, I don't plan to fall in love anyway, and I don't have anyone I'm interested in. I just have a married status. If you don't tell me, I won't tell you in three years." Then another single!”
The receiver fell into silence again. It took a while before Han Yi's chilling voice floated out of the receiver: "I still have something else to do, so I won't talk anymore."
Then he hung up the phone.
Xia Yang: "???"
What does it mean
This topic ended so suddenly. He really felt that something was wrong with Han Yi recently.
*
After this chat, Xia Yang didn't receive a call or WeChat message from Han Yi for several days.
There were a few times when I was bored at night and wanted to chat with him. I blew my rainbow fart and sent emoticons, but all I received was a cold and indifferent word - "Busy".
Then there is no more.
Even the news that Han Yi had left the hospital and returned home was obtained from Fang Ming.
He couldn't figure out what went wrong. In his impression, he didn't seem to say or do anything outrageous.
This state lasted for two more days.
It's Singles' Day in a blink of an eye, and Bai Xiaoxiao, the female lead, suddenly has a flash marriage with her husband from outside the film industry, who comes to visit the crew and invites everyone to enjoy hot pot.
It is said that it only took the two men just one menstrual cycle - 28 days - from the moment they realized they were in love to receiving the certificate.
The beautiful and handsome guy sprinkled candy in front of everyone and fed everyone present a mouthful of dog food. Xia Yang asked the photographer for a hot pot photo, and after asking for permission, posted on WeChat Moments:
—Singles’ Day, the crew is happy [rose][rose][rose][rose]. A good partner starts with endless topics to talk about. I wish you all the best and I’m so envious~~
Before posting, he deliberately blocked Mrs. Tang, Fang Ming and other "informed persons", but deliberately left one fish, Han Yi, slipping through the net.
That's right, I'm just pointing you.
Not long after he posted it on Moments, he received a bunch of likes and comments.
[Bai Xiaoxiao]: Thank you, my beautiful brother, for showing your heart to me. I secretly tell you that the first thing I fell in love with was you~
[Director Guo]: Bai Xiaoxiao, please be careful. You secretly obtained the certificate without even telling me, my uncle. You piss me off so much. Also, come over to film at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. I don't care whether you get a certificate or not, and whether you get married or not!
[My junior high school classmate forgot his name]: Hello, classmate Xia. I see that there is a hint of sourness and bitterness in your words. Do you really want to get married? My family is also urging me. How about we make an appointment to have a meal and talk in detail
[Tang Siming]: [eat melon] [eat melon] [eat melon]
[Yuka]: Wow, brother, whose happy event is it? It can’t be yours [hahahahahahaha]
[Agent Qi Ge]: Don’t imitate Bai Xiaoxiao, secretly obtain the certificate, get married in a flash, it’s hard to do public relations.
Xia Yang felt a little guilty when she saw her agent's words: It's impossible to imitate her. To a certain extent he is the "senior".
The certificate was obtained secretly, and the marriage was also concluded in a flash. I will renew my certificate after three years.
He didn't plan to tell his agent any of this...
After finishing the hot pot, we returned to the hotel. Two and a half hours had passed since he posted on WeChat Moments. The "fish that slipped through the net" that Xia Yang had been looking forward to all night finally called him.
Seeing that familiar name light up on the screen, his heart immediately became uneasy, as if someone had thrown a stone into the lake.
But even if he is restless, his arrogant attitude must still be controlled.
So, Xia Yang cleared her throat, answered the phone slowly, covered up all her expectations and excitement, and spoke.
"Huh? It's Mr. Han. You have gone to run for president of the United States and are back??"
The person on the other end of the phone paused, ignored his weirdness, and said calmly: "I just returned to the company some time ago. I was very busy and had a lot of things to deal with."
"Ang. So you won't be busy tonight?"
There was no answer.
After a moment of silence, Han Yi cleared his throat and said, "How are you? Is your recent filming going well?"
When Xia Yang heard this, her mood dropped slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly: "It's not bad, it's quite fulfilling, and I'm in the process of getting the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor."
"Well, that's indeed fulfilling," Han Yi's voice revealed a very rare softness, "Have you finished writing your acceptance speech for Best Supporting Actor?"
Xia Yang was stunned, but she didn't expect that the ice sculpture boss would also learn to cooperate, praise him, and allow him to pretend to be cool.
"It's in the making, don't be in a hurry."
"I believe in your strength." He praised again.
Xia Yang chuckled happily, and all the previous feelings of nostalgia were gone. He played with the two wheat ears hanging from the pillow beside the bed, crossed his legs, and felt like the sun washed in the spring rain.
As soon as I looked up and caught a glimpse of the electronic clock on the wall, it was almost nine o'clock. The night outside the window was very thick, and as far as I could see, there were thousands of lights.
"Are you still at the company? Have you had dinner?" He asked with concern.
"Just finished..."
Halfway through Han Yi's words, his voice suddenly disappeared, as if someone around him had disturbed him.
Xia Yang raised her ears and pressed her phone tightly. The next second she heard a gentle man's voice on the phone: "Mr. Han, I ordered a small wonton for you. It's cold, so we need to have some hot snacks." Ye, oh and also, this is the coffee I just brewed, it is your favorite flavor, Mr. Han..."
He didn't hear the rest of the words clearly, but he was sure it was a young guy.
I don't know if it was a secretary, an assistant, or someone else, but judging from that tone, he was really gentle, warm, and considerate towards Han Yi.
Hand-brewed coffee, hot wontons, what other word was used... we? ?
What the hell are we!
Then I thought about how some time ago, Han Yi didn't contact him for several days in a row. Maybe he was drinking hand-brewed coffee every night and having a heart-to-heart talk with the young guy who made the coffee...
After thinking about it like this, Xia Yang sat up from the bed with a sweep of his legs, pursed his lips, and his chest heaved up and down. The originally sunny mood was instantly suppressed by a large dark cloud.
Han Yi's voice came from the receiver again. Xia Yang gritted his teeth and gave a sour smile.
"We, Mr. Han, are going to have late-night snacks! I really shouldn't be chatting with you at this time, so go ahead and show off. I won't disturb you. However, I would like to give you a friendly reminder—"
"Pair wontons with coffee. If you eat too much at night, you will get heartburn..."
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It’s New Year’s Eve! Happy New Year to everyone~