"What's the situation? The boss skips work, even if he skips work, he is a wage earner and runs away without even asking for leave?"

Vivian's shocked expression was shocking, and Xu Yixi patted her shoulder comfortingly, "It's okay, I've been with Sister Zhiyu for a long time, and I'm a little like her." ”

Tasting the charm of this sentence, Vivian maliciously hooked the corners of her mouth and nodded, "The black who is close to ink, I understand, I understand!"

Lin Mu: I suspect that you are connotating Fang Zhiyu, but I have no evidence.

In the underground parking lot, Fang Zhiyu just got in the car when she sneezed.

She rubbed her nose and muttered, "Who said bad things about me again, I don't understand." ”

Fasten your seat belt casually, and just as you are looking down at the positioning sent by Lin Feiran, the co-pilot seat on your side suddenly sounds the sound of opening and closing the door.

"Where are you going? I have business today, so I don't have time to drop you off. Turning her head to look at Lin Feiyu's innocent smile, Fang Zhiyu helplessly twisted her eyebrows.

"Where are you going, I'm going......" Encountering her puzzled gaze, Lin Feiyu hurriedly changed his words: "I happened to be looking for my sister and had something to do, you bring me over, and I'll go back with her when you finish talking." ”

He said it seriously, Fang Zhiyu didn't doubt it, and drove directly towards Lin Feiran's place.

It's an old coffee shop, the location is a bit out of the ordinary, and there are a lot fewer people around.

Lin Feiyu opened the door and was about to go down, but Fang Zhiyu quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes, "What's wrong with my sister?"

"You forgot, you're still an artist! If you don't wear a mask or sunglasses, what's the difference between you and going out bare-assed?

"I came out in a hurry, and I forgot to take something ......"

Explaining with a smile, looking at Fang Zhiyu's headache, Lin Feiyu lowered the corners of his mouth and bowed his head aggrievedly, "Then Sister Zhiyu, go in first, I'll wait for you to come out here." ”

hated iron and glared at him, Fang Zhiyu let out a turbid breath, this year's artists are becoming more and more difficult to bring.

She glanced around the car, noticed the hat in the back seat, and pursed her lips hesitantly.

Lin Feiyu came just to find Lin Feiran, how could she have a reason not to let him follow, not to mention that this talk time is not necessarily, in case of chatting for two or three hours, she can't let Lin Feiyu be stuffy in the car.

"Sister Zhiyu, I'm fine, I have a mobile phone anyway, I'll wait for you to come out slowly." ”

"Oh, hat. ”

Fang Zhiyu unbuckled her seat belt, leaned into the back seat to get her hat, put it on his head and got out of the car.

His vision was suddenly obscured, and Lin Feiyu's reaction was much slower, he took off his cap and looked at it quietly.

The black hat, if you look closely, you can still see Fang Zhiyu's name on the edge of the brim.

This is what Fang Zhiyu bringed.

This realization made Lin Feiyu couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, got out of the car at the urging of the woman, lowered the brim of his hat a little, covered the eye-catching face, and only showed his chin outside.

Lin Feiran sat in the corner of the second floor, caught a glimpse of the approaching figure, and before she could say hello, she saw the figure behind Fang Zhiyu.

She opened her mouth and pointed at Lin Feiyu with her finger, "Why is he here too?"

The latter hurriedly interrupted what Fang Zhiyu was about to say, "Of course I came to you in a car, what's the matter, I'm not welcome? I haven't announced recently, I'm going to go home with you for dinner." ”

Withdrawing his hand thoughtfully, Lin Feiran nodded, not debunking his clumsy lie.

At first glance, he was deliberately tired of Fang Zhiyu, and he could say this kind of thing without announcing it?

However, a certain boss took it seriously, "No wonder you have been so idle lately, wait for me to go back and discuss with An, and then give you an advertisement." Advertising comes quickly, and it doesn't delay time, just enough to meet your needs. ”

Lin Feiyu remembered the advertisement for beriberi cream arranged for him by Vivian, his face was dark, and he couldn't tell if he was dumb and suffering from Coptis chinensis.

"Here's what I got you to know about racing, you can take a look. I just ordered a latte for you, if you don't like it, you can order it again. ”

"No, the latte is fine. ”

The two got to the point, Lin Feiyu silently shut up, sat on the side with his head down and didn't bother.

The waiter came over with two cups of coffee, "Hello, whose latte is it?"

Fang Zhiyu raised her hand without raising her head, and waited for the tempting aroma of coffee to float aside, before she took a sip, and then her expression changed.

The bitterness in her mouth made her eyebrows frown, and her eyes fell on the porcelain cup and stopped.

"Aren't you used to drinking?" Lin Feiran suddenly asked, also taking a sip, "It's really not as good as Xiao Junchen's coffee, let's make do with it first, and I won't come here next time." Zhiyu, you too, you are married to Xiao Junchen and you won't tell me, I still got the news from other people's mouths. ”

"Junchen's coffee is all hand-ground, it will definitely be better. If you like, I can ask Junchen for some coffee beans for you. ”

Fang Zhiyu didn't force herself, and moved the coffee aside, "Do you have any little brothers in the racing industry who recommend to me? ”

Lin Feiran teased: "You really dare to say it, and you are not afraid that Xiao Junchen will be jealous if you find out." Anyway, when will I find a boyfriend like him, I'm so envious, if I didn't know that he was married to you, I would have wanted to do it. ”

The topic inexplicably turned to Xiao Junchen again, touching the tip of her nose, Fang Zhiyu raised her eyes to look at Lin Feiran, who was drinking coffee by herself, and noticed that something was wrong.

She is talking about work here in a serious way, what does it have to do with Xiao Junchen?

The café was playing intoxicating music, and as time passed, there were more people around.

Squinting at Lin Feiyu, who almost pulled the brim of his hat to the ground, Fang Zhiyu pursed her dry lips and took another sip of coffee with the mentality of trying it out.

Well, you shouldn't have the mentality of trying it out.

"Zhiyu, how did you and Xiao Junchen meet?"

"Huh?"

Fang Zhiyu paused for a moment, remembering the oolong she knew with Xiao Junchen, and said haha, "Why did you think of asking this, have you cooperated with Junchen recently?"

"No, but it's coming soon. I have a copywriter in my hand and want to find him. ”

I don't know if it's Fang Zhiyu's illusion, when Lin Feiran mentions the words "Xiao Junchen", her eyebrows and eyes will always soften.

The strange feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger, and she had to face up to this problem.

Lin Feiyu sneered dissatisfiedly at the sudden mention of Xiao Junchen between the two, "It's not about work, why are you suddenly talking about men?" Sister Zhiyu, I don't think I'm good-looking, why don't you talk about me." ”

His interruption made Fang Zhiyu's lips smile again, "What are you talking about?" Do you say that you don't work hard in acting, run around all day regardless of your identity as an artist, and have been complained about by An?"