Regarding the movie, Yun Jinshu was not in a hurry to reply to Wen Zeyun, but he wanted to read the script first before making a decision. Wen Zeyun did not force it, and chatted with him again with a smile, as if he had completely forgotten the serious matter of signing the contract.
Yun Jinshu was good at jokes and could make Wen Zeyun laugh with just a few words. If he didn't know the inextricable entanglements behind the two of them, he would definitely think that they were close old friends.
But Zhao Hanchuan, who understood the truth, was not so comfortable. He had been secretly observing Yun Jinshu, looking at him talking and laughing freely, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he really had not misjudged the person. Even if he was not in the play, such acting skills had already made people feel... People are amazed.
Finally reaching lunch time, Wen Zeyun raised his hand to look at his watch and patted his head: "Oh, I was so busy chatting that I forgot about the time. It's already past one in the afternoon, so I might as well choose a different day. Anyway, Jiang Zi invited me to have dinner together." , let’s just go together?”
Yun Jinshu thought to himself that he was already exhausted just by dealing with him. If he came to Han Jiang again, would he be tortured to death
He shook his head and smiled: "Let's forget it. I have an announcement in the afternoon. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time. Even if I go, it will be a disappointment to everyone."
Wen Zeyun frowned, his round face bulging with reluctance, and turned to Zhao Hanchuan: "Teacher Zhao, your company is too oppressive, can't you even give them a lunch break? I finally met Jin Shu, Just let him go, okay?"
Zhao Hanchuan hesitated for a moment, and Yun Jinshu turned to look at him, with a pair of watery eyes that were almost pleading. Zhao Hanchuan understood and raised his eyebrows: "Wen, I don't care about this, Jinshu." He is a newcomer, and the company stipulates that he must participate in some activities, and it will be very troublesome if he doesn't go."
"That's it..." Wen Zeyun curled his lips in frustration, "If I had known better, I would have called Jiang Zi early in the morning and asked him to warn that guy Li Ke not to exploit you like this, you damn capitalist."
Yun Jinshu automatically ignored the intimacy in his tone when he mentioned Han Jiang, put down his tea cup and patted his shoulder affectionately, "Okay, can't I promise that I will come to apologize next time?"
Wen Zeyun was then satisfied, and a smile appeared on his baby face.
Sitting in Zhao Hanchuan's car, Yun Jinshu leaned back in the chair tiredly. The baseball cap on his head covered half of his face. He couldn't see the expression on his face. He didn't speak in a low voice until the car was far away:
"Brother Zhao, thank you for today."
Zhao Hanchuan paused his fingers on the steering wheel and smiled bitterly: "What are you thanking me for? I didn't think carefully about it today. I didn't expect that you and Wen... have this kind of relationship."
Yun Jinshu pretended to be confused and laughed, "What are you talking about? What is my relationship with him? Aren't we just friends of friends? I want to thank you because you helped me cover up the pretense of having an announcement in the afternoon."
Seeing him talking about him, Zhao Hanchuan had no choice but to obey: "There's nothing to thank you for. I'm your manager and I should be thinking about you. What's more... you look really bad. Do you want me to take care of you first?" Are you going to eat?"
"No, I don't have much appetite. I probably drank too much tea. Just take me home." Yun Jinshu smiled and took out his phone to take a look.
There are no missed calls, no text messages, the battery is full, and Ming Hanjiang has not responded to his text messages yet.
He stuffed his cell phone into his pocket indiscriminately, and tried to zip up his coat, but his fingers didn't obey him. He tried several times but couldn't get it right, but then Zhao Hanchuan took his hand.
"Don't be brave, just feel uncomfortable."
His eyes were too serious, and there was even a hint of pity that was hard to detect. Yun Jinshu didn’t want to make anyone feel pitiful, let alone show weakness in front of acquaintances, so he pulled his hand back and continued to laugh indifferently, “Oh Brother Zhao, I’m really fine, you I’m thinking too much, I just have no appetite and am not going to die, can you please don’t look at me like that?”
"I really didn't think about it so much before. I just watched Wen Zeyun's short film and thought he was quite talented. You can try his movie. But since everyone doesn't get along well, we won't act in this movie."
Zhao Hanchuan rarely explained his behavior like this, but looking at Yun Jinshu like this, he couldn't help but say a few more words.
In fact, he is a very strange person. He has an eccentric personality and likes to lose his temper. He has a stinking face all day long, as if everyone owes him something. However, only those who are familiar with him know that this person is actually very loyal and even uses As the saying goes...it's quite protective.
As long as he treats you as one of his own, he will support you unconditionally, regardless of right or wrong, and will be absolutely selfish and protective to the extreme.
Obviously Yun Jinshu also realized this. He laughed so hard that he even raised his hand to wipe away the tears, "Okay, okay, Zhao Dapai, why didn't I realize that you have the potential of a mother-in-law before? Don't care too much about me. , I will fall in love with you."
Zhao Hanchuan twitched the corner of his mouth, rolled his eyes, his face immediately turned black with odor, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped away, leaving Yun Jinshu's overjoyed laughter.
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Returning to Jade Villa, Yun Jinshu smelled the aroma of rice as soon as he entered the door, thinking that Zhang Ma had taken leave to go back to her hometown. Could it be that she had come back again
"Mother Zhang, are you back? What are you doing? It smells so good."
The voice lingered in the empty living room, and no one responded at all, not even the shadow of the always dedicated old housekeeper.
He was even more confused and walked into the kitchen following the scent. He saw Han Jiang who was bending over and adjusting the heat. He immediately stopped in his tracks.
Han Jiang turned around when he heard the voice, saw him at a glance, and immediately smiled softly, "Are you back? Wait a moment, the meal will be ready soon."
Yun Jinshu was stunned, staring at a table of sumptuous dishes. It took him a long time to find his voice, "Why are you here?"
Han Jiang laughed and wiped his hands on his apron. A tall man was wearing a white shirt, with his cuffs rolled up to reveal strong arms, but a plaid apron hanging around his neck. It looked a bit funny no matter how he looked at it.
"This is my home. Where else can I go if I'm not here?"
"But you didn't..." Have a date with Wen Zeyun
The next words Yun Jinshu didn't come out, it was like a big fireball was filled in his throat, stuck in his chest and wouldn't come down, burning badly.
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Han Jiang raised his eyebrows in confusion, "What?"
Yun Jinshu stood there and didn't know how to react. He thought he would face an empty and cold room alone when he came back. He even began to imagine how Wen Zeyun would laugh and ridicule him as a disgraced third person when he and Han Jiang had dinner at noon. However, Han Jiang would come back, and he came back without any warning!
"I sent you a text message before, but when you didn't reply, I thought you had something to do at noon."
Han Jiang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly frowned and patted his head, "Look at my brain, it seems that I forgot to do something. I just saw that your mother Zhang was not here today, so I thought of coming back to you early. I cook and eat, but as soon as I go to the supermarket to buy something, I forget about it.”
He had an annoyed look on his face, and a rare sincerity on his handsome face. Perhaps Yun Jinshu had seen too many of his smiling faces, and now she was a little uncomfortable seeing him so calm.
Unwilling to find out whether Wen Zeyun was lying or Han Jiang was lying, he walked up and reached out to untie the apron around Han Jiang's waist, "Stop working, leave this to me, you go out and sit for a while."
Han Jiang held his hand from behind, pulled him to his chest, and asked with a chuckle: "I've done everything, and there's only one soup left. Last time I made ginger syrup, you were surprised for a long time. I have to show you everything today."
Yun Jinshu just barely raised the corners of his mouth and smiled perfunctorily without saying anything.
Han Jiang saw something was wrong with him and coaxed: "What happened? Why do you look so ugly? You didn't say anything when you went out today. Did someone make my Jin Shu unhappy?"
Yun Jinshu smiled and shook his head, "No, I was dragged to see the director early in the morning by Zhao Dapai, so I didn't sleep well."
Han Jiang laughed and hugged him tightly: "Haha, which director are you going to meet? Do you need my help?"
Yun Jinshu paused for a moment. He wanted to tell everything and forget it, but then he thought, if he said it simply, he would become an ugly and jealous person, losing the momentum before the battle was even fought.
What's more, I haven't captured Han Jiang's heart yet, so in what capacity is he responsible for the palace? He understands that you can't eat a fox and make yourself horny.
Shaking his head, he put his arm around Han Jiang's waist and pulled himself closer to him, "Boss Han, if I can't even be a 'director', why should I stay in Jade Villa?"
This was a pun, but Han Jiang obviously didn't think anything more. He just raised the corner of his mouth with some evil intent and whispered in Yun Jinshu's ear: "How do you want to get the director? Like you do to me?"
He reached out and lifted up Yun Jinshu's shirt, and stroked his smooth back a few times with his hands. Poor Doraemon's T-shirt was rolled up, revealing a thin and white waist.
Yun Jinshu pushed him away in time, thinking about what Han Jiang's expression would be if he knew that the "director" in his mouth was Wen Zeyun. The more he thought about it, the more funny he felt, and his expression became much happier.
"If he is willing to be down there, I can consider it, but if Boss Han is willing to let me do it, that's another matter."
Han Jiang laughed angrily, reached out and pinched his butt, and pushed him hard on the table opposite, "If you have the ability, do it again, who of us will do it?"
Yun Jinshu raised his foot and kicked it gently, then used his toes to rub Han Jiang's lower body a few times, half-seriously and half-falsely, and smiled a little seductively: "Hey, Boss Han, why are you so stubborn? That thing wouldn’t look good if it held up the apron.”
He was used to Yun Jinshu looking like he didn't care about anything, but when he suddenly saw his almost seductive expression, Han Jiang felt his throat go dry. He raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled a few times, then he pressed forward step by step and grabbed him. Standing on Yun Jinshu's ankle, he leaned down and his voice was a little hoarse: "I haven't eaten yet, I'm full and warm, and I'm lustful. I want to play hard to get, eh?"
Yun Jinshu chuckled, grabbed his tie and moved forward. He leaned forward and bit his thick lips gently. At the end, he didn't forget to lick it with his soft tongue, "It's not important. What do I think, but does Boss Han like it?"
Han Jiang's eyes darkened as he was teased by Yun Jinshu, and he casually pulled off his tie, "...it's not so bad."
Yun Jinshu smiled very meaningfully, raised his hands to wrap around his neck, and nibbled his Adam's apple. The fresh soup simmering on the stove was still bubbling, and the aroma of food wafted throughout the kitchen.
Han Jiang's interest was completely aroused. He pushed the person down beside the smooth sink and spread Yun Jinshu's legs...
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