A week later, Xie Baiyan was discharged from the hospital.
Ye Wen finally didn't have to run around anymore, and didn't have to watch Xie Shuo all day to answer the phone and dictate documents for him. However, she couldn't let go of the tone in her heart, because a new heavy responsibility came again——
Xie Shuo was about to go to the medical professor whom the old man had arranged for him for another vision recovery treatment, and she needed to accompany him.
Before leaving, Ye Wen took a day to record songs with Lu Chuan.
The theme song "Spring Embers" this time is not the same as Lu Chuan's usual style. It lacks the weirdness of the sword's slanting, and has a bit more ethereal and poignant, probably to fit the TV plot.
Ye Wen's timbre is more suitable for this style of music, so the recording is relatively smooth.
After recording the song, Ye Wen and Lu Chuan confirmed that there was no problem, and left in a hurry.
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Under the building where the recording studio is located, there is a specially-built photography site. The afternoon sun is slanting, and several staff members are busy.
Ye Wen passed by, glanced casually, and saw a young girl holding a camera and adjusting the angle.
The girl is slender, wearing a simple white T-shirt, her hair is tied into a ponytail, and her side face is bathed in sunlight, clean and clear, with a feeling of first love.
When he was distracted, he was bumped hard by someone unexpectedly, and Ye Wen staggered back a step, just in time to bump into a photography stand next to him.
With a bang, the camera frame fell down and hit the young girl on the back shoulder.
A series of reactions, like dominoes.
Before Ye Wen could react, he heard a sharp curse: "You don't have eyes!"
The person who bumped into her was a young woman with curly hair, wearing a beige off-the-shoulder dress, sunglasses, and exquisite makeup. She was full of unhappiness written all over her body, and she didn't know where she just got angry.
Ye Wen:? ? ? You hit me, right
The staff quickly surrounded her, Ye Wen didn't care about arguing with her, and hurried to see the girl who was hit.
"I'm sorry, are you okay?"
The camera stand had already been raised, and the girl frowned tightly, clutching her back shoulder, as if she had been hit hard.
Ye Wen supported her and looked at the culprit, only to see that the other party took off his sunglasses and brushed his skirt pretentiously. Instead of feeling guilty, he curled his lips in disdain.
She glanced at Ye Wen, raised her chin that could poke someone deadly, her eyes fell on the girl who was hit, and she looked arrogantly: "Are you the temporary substitute photographer?"
Zhuang Yinian endured the pain and straightened up, raised his eyes to her, with a cold expression: "Miss Li, you are an hour late."
The young woman's name is Li Mo. She is a new floret in an entertainment company. She has just acted as the second female lead in a popular idol drama, and her popularity is booming. She came here today to take a group of photos. She originally made an appointment with a well-known photographer, but unexpectedly the photographer broke the appointment and found someone else to replace her.
Forget it, the one I was looking for was actually a little girl who looked like she hadn't graduated from college yet, she was easy to bully, didn't she
"If you don't want to shoot, you don't have to." Li Mo said impatiently, holding back her anger.
Zhuang Yinian's eyes turned cold, and he told the assistant beside him: "Cheng Cheng, tell Sister Lin that there is no need to take Li Mo's photo."
Seeing that she was injured, the assistant was already aggrieved, and immediately responded, "Understood."
After Li Mo heard this, she didn't take it seriously. She was a little girl and wanted to play tricks on her.
She snorted coldly, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the girl's assistant: "You bumped into someone, do you just want to leave like this?"
Li Mo paused, turned her head and glanced at her, then set her eyes on Ye Wen, and raised her eyebrows arrogantly: "It was her who bumped into him, and if she wants medical expenses, go to her."
Ye Wen: ... What kind of strange thing did she encounter
Just as Ye Wen was about to say something, the young girl spoke again: "Cheng Cheng, let me know that in the future, "YN" will not accept any collaborations related to her, and the pages scheduled for the next issue will also be removed."
Hearing this sentence, Li Mo's face finally changed - what do you mean
"YN" is one of the top-ranked fashion magazines in China. Many popular celebrities have to make an appointment in advance if they want to be featured. She managed to find a relationship to get the inside page. Such a little girl...how can she have the power to decide
"What happened?"
Just as they were confronting each other, a voice sounded from the side, and Lu Chuan also came out of the building. Seeing a few people with their swords on the verge of breaking out, he stepped forward and asked.
Cheng Cheng's face was full of indignation: "Ms. Lu, she bumped into someone and still behaved arrogantly."
Lu Rumoran looked at Li Mo, he had contact with Li Mo before, and he didn't have a good impression of her.
This girl is too flirtatious, as soon as she has a little fame, she is arrogant and can't get on the stage.
Li Mo was already frightened by Zhuang Yinian's words just now, her face turned pale, and she was no longer as arrogant as before.
Zhuang Yinian supported his shoulder, and frowned in pain. Seeing this, Ye Wen hurriedly said, "Let's go to the hospital first, don't hurt your bones."
Cheng Cheng didn't bother to hold her accountable anymore, so he hurried to help her.
The three left quickly.
Li Mo stayed where she was, with an inexplicable panic in her heart. She turned her head and asked Lu Chuan anxiously: "Ms. Lu, do you know the photographer just now?"
Lu Chuan glanced at her, with unknown meaning: "The owner of the "YN" studio and the chief photographer, Zhuang Yinian."
Li Mo's heart turned cold, and her face turned completely pale.
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Not only Li Mo, but also Ye Wen was shocked when he learned of Zhuang Yinian's identity. Who would have thought that the behind-the-scenes boss of "YN" was such a young girl
Even more surprising is yet to come—
After going to the hospital for an examination, the person who came to pick her up was actually Pei Ling, the most popular actor in the entertainment industry, with excellent looks and acting skills.
Moreover, she also called Pei Ling "Little Uncle".
This halo can simply walk sideways.
Ye Wen originally wanted to check which company Li Mo signed with, to see if he could teach her a lesson through Xie Shuo, but now it seems that it is completely unnecessary.
Li Moliangliang's ending is already doomed without her own action.
"Isn't your new play still lacking a character? What do you think of her?" Zhuang Yinian and Pei Ling briefly talked about what happened, and suddenly brought the topic to Ye Wen.
Hearing this, Pei Ling looked at Ye Wen.
Ye Wen was taken aback.
Pei Ling sized her up and asked, "Miss Ye signed under Teacher Lu Chuan?"
Some of Pei Ling's temperament was a little bit similar to Xie Shuo's, and the tone of his mouth was a little indifferent.
Ye Wen shook his head and smiled slightly: "I didn't sign a contract, I just came to record a song." After a pause, he added, "I don't plan to sign a contract for the time being."
Unexpectedly, she would refuse so directly, a trace of surprise flashed in Pei Ling's eyes.
Zhuang Yinian was also a little surprised, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "I just saw that you are beautiful and suitable for that role, so I just mentioned it casually, don't mind."
Ye Wen smiled slightly: "It's okay, I don't want to sign the contract mainly because I don't have time."
Zhuang Yinian saw that she was wearing familiar high-end brands, and guessed that she might have come here for fun and didn't want to enter the entertainment industry, so he knew it.
Several people left the hospital and went to the garage. Pei Ling suddenly asked Zhuang Yinian, "Aren't Yan Fei coming to pick you up today?"
Ye Wen's eyes jumped.
Yan Fei
Why is this name so familiar
Zhuang Yinian's whole body softened instantly, and the corners of his eyes blurred with a faint smile: "He's been busy with company projects recently, so he can't get away." After a pause, he added, "Don't worry about my injury. tell him."
Pei Ling glanced at her and said nothing, obviously he was used to protecting her.
Listening to the conversation between the two, Ye Wen thought about it carefully, and suddenly remembered that the person in charge of a development project that Xie Yuran said to talk about a few days ago seems to be Yan Fei
At that time, she also read Yan Fei's personal information for Xie Shuo, which said he was married.
Ye Wen looked at Zhuang Yinian again, only then noticed that she was wearing a wedding ring on her ring finger.
—Is she Yan Fei's wife
It looks young, but I didn't expect to be married...
Ye Wen changed his mind, and said to Zhuang Yinian: "Is it convenient to leave a contact information? If you need compensation in the future..."
She took the initiative to accompany her, and Zhuang Yinian had a good impression of her, and said with a smile, "That's fine, but there's no need for compensation."
The two added WeChat to each other, chatted a few more words, and parted ways in the garage.
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That night, after Xie Shuo took a shower, he sat quietly on the sofa again.
Ye Wenji walked over with his slippers on, and sat down beside him.
Recalling what happened during the day, she asked him: "I seem to have heard from your brother that he was talking about a development project with a man named Yan Fei. How did the talk go?"
Xie Shuo raised his eyelids, and said in a calm tone, "Why are you asking this?"
Ye Wen put his chin on his broad shoulder and said, "When I went to the recording studio today, I accidentally met a photographer. She turned out to be Yan Fei's wife. We also added WeChat."
The warm breath sprayed in his ears, Xie Shuo was used to her always talking so close, and he didn't avoid it.
Probably because she was afraid that she would run to make friends with Zhuang Yinian on her own initiative and inquire about the development project. He rarely answered patiently: "It should have been settled. If you want to make friends with her because of this, there is no need."
Ye Wen felt guilty when she heard this, she really had this plan, but she never thought that she would have no chance to make a move.
Speaking of which, after she married into Xie's family, she never participated in any banquets, let alone made friends with famous ladies and ladies to expand her network - although, she didn't have much interest in these.
Ye Wen lay on his shoulders, looked up at his stern side face, the lines under the lamp added a touch of softness, the bridge of the nose was straight, and the eyebrows and eyes were like ink paintings cut by a knife.
His eyelashes are very long, drooping slightly, stained with a light luster.
Ye Wen carefully stretched out his fingers, fiddled with his eyelashes, and asked softly, "Are you unable to sleep again?"
Tomorrow he was about to leave for sight restoration treatment, and she could feel that his mood tonight was obviously different from the previous two days.
Although he has always held a pessimistic attitude towards treatment, at this time, he still has some mood swings.
Not only him, but even she was a little restless.
Xie Shuo didn't speak, but frowned habitually.
Ye Wen tilted his head: "Why don't I sing you a lullaby?"
Xie Shuo: "..."
Seeing that he didn't respond, Ye Wen thought of something, and said, "I learned a set of head massage techniques online in the past two days, which is good for sleep, why don't I give you a massage?"
There was light in his clear eyes, and his face was full of eagerness to try.
Xie Shuo still ignored it.
Ye Wen didn't care whether he wanted it or not, knelt down on the sofa, straightened up, held his head with both hands, and turned to the other side.
"Don't move!"
The white fingertips landed on his temples on both sides, and pressed them slowly for him.
The strength is a little light, and the action is still standard.
Xie Shuo was taller than her, so she could only try her best to straighten her back, her loose long hair brushed against his shoulders and neck every now and then, and there was a faint fragrance in the silence.
After pressing it a few times, her arms and waist felt a little sore, she lowered her head and said, "You are too tall, this posture is not easy to press, or should you lie down?"
As she spoke, she held onto his shoulders, intending to let him lie on her lap.
The hand was suddenly held.
Ye Wen raised his eyes, and the man's handsome face was reflected in his eyes, his complexion became colder and colder under the lamp, his eyes were deep and deep, and his beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned.
He pinched her slender fingertips and put them aside, with an expression on his face that he didn't want her to touch them.
"..."
Although he has experienced such situations many times, Ye Wen still couldn't help but get angry.
Why is she not as good as he wants, so disgusted every day
He didn't appreciate the painstaking efforts to give him a massage!
"Don't press and pull down!"
Ye Wen was so angry that his liver hurt, he gave him a hard look, put on his slippers and got up, ready to go to bed by himself.
After taking half a step, he suddenly stopped.
She turned her face and looked at the silent man in front of her - if the treatment is successful this time and his eyes can recover, will she no longer be able to do whatever she wants in front of him
Ye Wen scratched his chin thoughtfully.
No, she had to cherish this last chance.
The corner of Ye Wen's lips curled up, a sly smile appeared at the end of his eyes, and he sat on his lap suddenly.
She put her arm around the back of his neck, her red lips pressed against his ear, and her voice was soft and soft: "You don't want to press your head, then... I will press another place for you?"
While speaking, he lowered one hand and pinched it mischievously.
The man's abdominal muscles are hard and can't be pinched.
Xie Shuo's face darkened, and he frowned tightly.
The breath in the ears is moist, like a mist spreading on the skin, and the fragrance after bathing enters the nose like a gossamer, silently teasing.
Different from the indistinctness during the previous massage, this time it is close at hand.
Ye Wen made a fool of himself on him, withdrew his hand in satisfaction, and deliberately asked: "Is it comfortable?"
She raised her eyes and saw his tightly pursed thin lips, unable to hold back the impulse in her heart, she stretched out her index finger and nodded.
"Please speak… "
In the next second, the waist was suddenly buckled.
Xie Shuo pressed her into his arms expressionlessly, pinched her slender waist with one hand, groped along her calf to her knee with the other hand, swayed under the bend of her leg, and then - hugged her directly.
… what's the situation
Ye Wen's body suddenly flew into the air, subconsciously wrapped his arms around his neck, his eyes widened:? ? ? He wouldn't be so weird that he wanted to hug her and throw her out, would he
"What are you... doing?" she asked nervously.
Xie Shuo didn't return to her, and of course, he didn't throw her out, he just carried her and walked towards the bed step by step with a gloomy expression.
Ye Wen glanced at the bed that was getting closer and closer, and when he realized something, his heart skipped a beat: every day he complained about his indifference, so is he not indifferent this time
Isn't this too sudden
Ye Wen was a little flustered.
Xie Shuo stopped by the bed, found the right position, bent down to put her down, and put one hand on her side, forming a condescending confinement posture.
Ye Wen sank into the soft quilt, raised his head and looked at him in a daze, his cold jaw and protruding Adam's apple were reflected in his eyes, the neckline of the black pajamas was slightly open, revealing a small piece of cold white chest.
A heavy shadow covered his face, and a scorching breath pressed down from the top of his head.
The air is stuffy, so quiet that you can hear your heartbeat.
Ye Wen was completely dumbfounded, she shrank back, and her fingers involuntarily tightened the quilt under her body. Although she was indeed a little fond of his body, she never thought that she would be so suddenly...
Should she say no... or should she just let it go
Two villains fight in my heart.
so tangled.
— It turns out that she was thinking too much. Xie Shuo only paused for a moment, then let go of his hand, went around to the other side, and pulled the quilt away.
Ye Wen was confused:? ?
You hugged me and put on such a battle, just to sleep under the quilt
"..."
It took a long time for Ye Wen to come back to his senses, and looked at Xie Shuo with complicated emotions.
Her eyes fell on him, and there was a hint of worry on her delicate and bright face—there...is there really something wrong with him
After Xie Shuo lay down, he ignored her and closed his eyes indifferently.
In view of the fact that his appearance just now was really bluffing, Ye Wen didn't dare to bother him anymore, and silently crawled to the head of the bed, pulling the quilt to wrap himself up.
The lights went out, and there was only the sound of breathing in the room.
Because of this episode before going to bed, Ye Wen couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
That night, she had a dream, dreaming that Xie Shuo's eyes had recovered—
Sunlight shone through the clear glass windows, and outside the windows were lush flowers and trees. The man stood in the warm light, his figure was tall and straight, his brows were stern, and his eyes returned to their former expressions.
He looked at her and asked softly, "have we met somewhere?"