Just as Wen Hanxi was about to call him back, He Mingyu sent another WeChat message.
— A transfer red envelope of 200,000 yuan.
Wen Hanxi:
He Mingyu: Papa's noodles.
Then another round came.
— three hundred thousand.
Wen Hanxi: Is this also a face-to-face meeting
He Mingyu: This is the sincerity of my dad's fans.
Wen Hanxi: ...
Wen Hanxi supported her forehead, hooked her lips helplessly, and called him. When the phone was connected, she called: "He Mingyu."
It was rare for her to call him by his name directly, and He Mingyu responded in a good mood: "Yes."
Wen Hanxi: "Can you stop making trouble?"
He Mingyu: "No trouble."
Wen Hanxi sat up from the bed, "I won't ask for money."
"It's fine if you don't want to." He Mingyu said, "Just let me be your dad's fan."
"..."
"Or a husband fan."
"..."
"Boyfriend fans are also fine."
"..."
Wen Hanxi didn't know where he saw the mess, raised his eyebrows, "And then? What are you going to do next?"
"What do you allow me to do?" He Mingyu threw the question back, speaking softly, as if doing nothing, just listening to her talk like this is a kind of happiness.
Wen Hanxi glanced at the time on the phone, it was past ten o'clock, she had a show tomorrow morning, and it was time to go to bed, so she replied casually: "You are allowed to sleep."
He Mingyu deliberately elongated her voice: "Sleep?"
"..."
He didn't repeat it, and Wen Hanxi didn't think there was anything wrong. He repeated it so vaguely, Wen Hanxi blushed immediately, "I won't tell you anymore, good night."
She hung up the phone hastily.
Lying on the bed, he smashed the pillow twice in a daze.
The roots behind the ears also turned red.
Xiaotao came in with milk, "Sister Xi."
Wen Hanxi looked up at her.
Xiaotao asked in surprise, "Are you not feeling well?"
Wen Hanxi sat up, shook her head, "No."
"But your face is so red." Xiaotao said, "Could it be because you have a fever?"
Wen Hanxi waved her hand casually, "It's hot."
"Is it hot? It's not hot." Xiaotao muttered and put down the milk, reminding, "You drink the milk later before going to bed."
Seeing the milk, Wen Hanxi immediately thought of He Mingyu's face and the expression he had just said, her heart trembled, and she pursed her lips, "I won't drink it."
"No, Mr. He told you that you have to drink a cup every day." Xiaotao said.
Wen Hanxi looked at her and asked, "Whose assistant are you?"
"Of course it's yours." Xiaotao said with frowned eyebrows, "But I have to listen to what Mr. He told me."
"..." Wen Hanxi was speechless.
All CP fans have the same mentality, and the CP they crave comes true.
Xiaotao is no exception, taking advantage of the time now, she said a few more words: "Sister Xi, I really think Mr. He is very good, look, he will show up as soon as you have something to do, and who will he compare to when you are injured?" I'm in a hurry, it's hard to find such a man with a lantern, don't you think?"
As Xiaotao talked, even she was moved. Huh, Mr. He is really the best man, and he is a perfect match with Sister Xi!
Yuxi CP, get out.
Wen Hanxi raised her eyelids and stared at her, "How did He Mingyu benefit you?"
"No." Xiaotao quickly waved her hand, joking that she is so easy to be bribed
After drinking the milk, Wen Hanxi gave her the cup, stood up from the bed, stepped on her slippers and walked towards the bathroom. When she passed Xiaotao, she sighed softly: "We are not what you think."
Xiaotao looked at her back and wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything in the end.
When she went out, she heard the sound of running water from the bathroom.
Wen Hanxi was washing up. After brushing her teeth, she picked up a towel and wiped the corners of her lips. Her eyes fell on the glass mirror, and the night before receiving the certificate appeared in her mind.
It was very windy that night, and it was cold in the face, and their conversation was also cold.
She approached He Mingyu and wanted to sign a prenuptial agreement with him.
Growing up in an unhappy family, seeing her mother working so hard, she never had any hope for marriage, and even thought about never getting married in this life.
But things backfired, she met He Mingyu by accident, and the moment she nodded and agreed to his marriage proposal, she was flustered.
Her home was an abyss, and she never wanted to draw anyone in. In order to prevent the Wen family from getting into trouble with He Mingyu, she took the first step.
I found him before receiving the certificate, signed a prenuptial agreement, and promised that as long as he wanted, he could dissolve the marriage at any time.
The signing that night was not smooth, He Mingyu was very angry, but seeing her resolute attitude, she still signed it...
The phone next to her rang, interrupting Wen Hanxi's thoughts. She regained consciousness, hung the towel on the shelf, picked up the phone, and swiped open the screen.
He Mingyu: I just forgot to say that my work will not end until the end of the month, so please call me if you have anything to do.
Wen Hanxi replied: Okay, you are busy.
She looked up at herself in the mirror and laughed at herself. Is she qualified to talk about feelings now
The phone rang again, this time it was a group message, sent by director assistant Xiaofeng.
- Come to the set at seven o'clock tomorrow, don't be too late.
Wen Hanxi patted her face in the mirror, reminding herself, don't be sad, hard work is the real thing.
Before going to bed, she received a call from Su Wan. A costume crew came to her and asked her to make a movie, female number one.
Su Wan asked her what she thought
Wen Hanxi had never filmed a costume drama before, so she didn't know what to do, so she said that she could send the script over to have a look.
Su Wan felt that she was a bit hypocritical, she was always a role in the outside world, this time someone finally asked her to be the female lead, and she didn't agree immediately.
But thinking about it, because of He Mingyu, she didn't dare to say it, "Okay, I'll send you the electronic version of the script later, you can take a look first. There is no rush to shoot this movie, it will take three months at the earliest." Finally, your school drama should have been finished by then."
Wen Hanxi said: "Well, I will take a good look."
…
This sentence seems to have just fallen, when Wen Hanxi glanced at the time displayed on the tablet during filming, it was already the end of September.
She read the script in the mailbox no less than five times, and she specially asked Xiao Tao to print it out and bind it.
Su Wan called her. The advertisement for the Dreamy shampoo that she endorsed last month will be broadcast on the local satellite TV in the morning the day after tomorrow. The pre-sale will start at 1 pm on the same day, and she is asked to promote it on the official blog in the next two days.
Wen Hanxi took advantage of the break to log on to Weibo to make a publicity.
Although there are not many Xi fans, they are all active. After seeing her Weibo post, they immediately left a message and reposted it, and shared it with their friends.
Advertisers are also actively promoting it.
Everyone has only one goal, and hope that Qimeng will sell well.
Xiaotao seemed more nervous than Wen Hanxi, rubbing her hands together and said, "Sister Xi, can Qimeng sell well?"
Wen Hanxi moved her sore shoulders, and said lightly: "I will know when the time comes."
On the surface, she is not as indifferent as she appears on the outside. After all, it is the first advertisement, if it does not sell well, there will be no advertisers coming to her again.
It's just that she's used to waiting quietly.
Waiting for unknown results.
On the day of the pre-sale, Wen Hanxi happened to be absent, she and Xiao Tao were waiting in the hotel room, the tablet was almost smashed by Xiao Tao, and the two of them didn't even eat lunch.
Su Wan called four hours after the pre-sale, her tone was brisk, "Xixi, Qimeng is selling very well, and the stock has been cleared."
Hearing Su Wan's words, Wen Hanxi slowly raised her lips, "Okay."
Just after hanging up the phone, Wen Hanxi received a WeChat message on his phone.
—Wen Hanxi? I'm Ma Lijiang.
Ma Lijiang, the director when filming the Dreaming commercial.
Wen Hanxi: Hello, Director Ma.
Ma Lijiang: Are you interested in another endorsement
Wen Hanxi froze for a moment: What endorsement.
Ma Lijiang called her because he was afraid that he might not be able to explain clearly on WeChat. After chatting for more than half an hour, when he hung up the phone, he said politely, "Think about it carefully."
Wen Hanxi said, "OK."
Xiaotao waited for her to finish talking on the phone, then sat down next to her, "Sister Xi, is Director Ma?"
Wen Hanxi nodded.
"Another endorsement?"
"Um."
Xiaotao jumped up, "Sister Xi, it's a success, it's a success."
Wen Hanxi held her back, "Okay, it's getting dark, you go shopping."
I didn't eat at noon, and now my stomach is growling with hunger.
Xiaotao stopped, "I'll go right away."
After walking a few steps, she stopped and turned around: "Sister, do you eat mooncakes?"
Wen Hanxi: "Mooncake?"
Xiaotao: "The Mid-Autumn Festival the day after tomorrow, there are mooncake sellers everywhere in the street, should we buy some?"
Wen Hanxi thought of He Mingyu's words unexpectedly, and came to visit the class during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
She said, "Well, let's buy some."
It took a long time for Xiaotao to buy this meal, the last ray of light in the sky disappeared and she hasn't come back yet, Ruan Ning is asking Wen Hanxi for credit.
Said how many boxes of Qimeng shampoo she bought.
Said she was going to give all the shampoos to the company's employees.
He also asked Wen Hanxi if she could help her.
Wen Hanxi praised her: "Very powerful."
Ruan Ning was so beautiful, she clamored to invite her to dinner when she came back.
When the topic came to this point, Ruan Ning wentssip about something else, "By the way, you have a big fan, do you know that?"
Wen Hanxi: "What big fan?"
Just as Ruan Ning was about to say something, the doorbell rang, and Wen Hanxi said into the receiver, "Maybe Xiaotao is back, wait a minute, I'll open the door first."
She pulled her slippers and walked over, "Why are you—"
While talking, she looked at the figure outside the door, she seemed a little unsure, and stared at it for a while.
"What's wrong with me?" He Mingyu asked.
Wen Hanxi reacted for half a second, then dropped her hand behind her back, "Why are you here?"
"Visiting class." He Mingyu said, "Don't you invite me in?"
Wen Hanxi stepped aside, then remembered the mess inside, closed the door again, and then opened a gap, "Wait for me, right now."
After speaking, close it again.
Fortunately, He Mingyu walked slowly, otherwise the bridge of his nose would be broken, so he smiled fondly.
There was a bang bang bang sound in the room, as if there was a chair being hit, he said, "I'm not in a hurry, take it easy."
Wen Hanxi stuffed all the things on the sofa and the bed into the cabinet, and kicked the door of the cabinet, making sure that they would not fall out, before walking out in satisfaction.
The door reopened.
She stepped sideways to let the man in.
He Mingyu didn't know whether it was intentional or not, when he passed her, he bumped into her shoulder, then held her waist, and took the opportunity to put her in his arms, "Be careful."
Just hugged.
Wen Hanxi squinted at him with trembling eyelashes, first looked at his lips, then at his eyes, moved her legs for a long time, "Can you lift your feet?"
He Mingyu approached, and his breath touched her face, "What are you doing?"
Wen Hanxi leaned back to widen the distance between the two, tilted her head and said, "I stepped on my slippers."
He Mingyu didn't retreat, instead he pushed her against the door, pressed his lips to hers, and asked softly, "Did you miss me?"
Wen Hanxi swallowed her saliva and before she could speak, Ruan Ning's exclamation came from the receiver: "Damn it, Xixi, when did you have a father fan!"
"..."
"Your father fan is too popular, just clear Qi Meng's warehouse!"
"..."