At nine o'clock in the evening, Xia Yurun finally returned to the Fu Mansion.

The owner was not there, and there were few people, and two-thirds of the night lights were turned off in the courtyard, which was more than a little darker than usual.

However, the cool breeze on a summer night and the bright stars and moon are more suitable for strolling.

She was thinking about Fu Chiyuan as she walked, for Fu Chiyuan, she had searched on Baidu, Fu Chiyuan is a well-known director and senior agent, with countless works and countless popular stars, and she is an out-and-out strong woman.

Such a legendary figure, needless to say, network resources, if she can help Fu Chiyuan persuade her lover back, it will also help her enter the entertainment industry in the future, you know, the relationship between men and women in the entertainment industry is more complicated, who is green whom, who splits whom, it is like a leek, cutting a stubble and a stubble, then she will not worry about no business in the future.

She silently cheered herself up: Xia Yurun, work hard, maybe this is the turning point for your business.

As she walked, the main building of the Fu Mansion arrived unconsciously, and she looked up and found that the hall inside was brightly lit.

She was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it, maybe the person on duty at night forgot to turn off the lights.

In the dead of night, this huge and empty house is inevitably a little gloomy, she slowly opened the door and went in, poked her head in and scanned the circle, and saw Xiao He on duty at night, she was relieved.

"Miss Yurun, you're back. Xiao He heard the sound of the door opening, so he walked to the door, "Have you eaten dinner?"

"Eat, you are busy, leave me alone, I'll go back to my room. ”

"Okay. ”

After taking two steps, Xia Yurun turned around and said, "Xiao He, you don't have to prepare my meals for the past few days, I'm eating outside, I can't come back at night, when I will come back, it's not necessarily, you don't have to worry about me." ”

"Yes, Miss Yurun. ”

Xia Yurun finished explaining before she walked upstairs with peace of mind, she always had to leave the Fu Mansion, why should she enjoy these services that do not belong to her, if you don't enjoy it, you don't care about the gains and losses, and when you get used to enjoying it, you will lose it all at once, it will be sad.

Walking upstairs, as soon as she walked to the third floor, Fu Sichen's tall figure suddenly blocked the middle of the road, she was startled, and instinctively fell back two steps.

"You...... Why are you back?", she asked, shuddering.

Fu Sichen himself was tall, and he stood on a high place, staring at her condescendingly, staring at her unconsciously, and then retreating again.

"Who do you think I'm here for?"

His slightly mocking voice echoed in the stairwell that connected up and down, like a demon's summons, and like a denunciation of Hades, which made Xia Yurun retreat half a floor directly.

She stood by the window in the corner, her head bowed, her hands tugging at the corners of her clothes, and she was at a loss.

Fu Sichen saw her hiding everywhere, and stopped talking, and was stalemate for a while before he spoke: "Are you so afraid of me?"

...... "I'm not afraid of you, but I'm afraid of myself, it's impossible for us, please don't waste time on me, if you get close to me, I'm afraid that I can't control myself and run to you."

Sometimes, silence is a terrible thing, not wanting to tell the truth and hurting the other person and being silent, being silent because of the weakness of the heart and not daring to admit it, or being silent when there is nothing to say.

In the quiet air, Fu Sichen suddenly smiled deliberately and easily, and said, "Okay, in the future, I won't do anything that makes you embarrassed again, and I won't be sentimental anymore." ”

Xia Yurun looked up and saw the back of him limping away, she opened her lips slightly and wanted to stop him, but the rolling tears blinded her eyes, and she couldn't see him.

With a "bang", he closed the door, and the corridor became dark again, her heart was empty all of a sudden, and it seemed as if a piece of it had been gouged out, and the pain emanated from her chest, mixed with helplessness and helplessness, and spread to her limbs.

......

The next day, at ten o'clock, Xia Yurun came to the studio as promised.

The surrounding shops were already crowded, but they were still closed, with a "close" sign hanging at the door, and no business hours were indicated, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Fu Chiyuan's number.

"Hey, Miss Fu, I'm at the door. ”

Fu Chiyuan said succinctly: "You come in from the alley on the left side of the door, take the stairs and go directly to the third floor, I live on the third floor." ”

"Good. ”

According to the instructions, Xia Yurun finally came to Fu Chiyuan's residence.

"Ding-dong" she rang the doorbell.

The door opened, Fu Chiyuan put on a mask to open the door for her, "Come in, change shoes here, drink and water in the kitchen, take it yourself, and then ...... Sit down and wait for me for five minutes. ”

"Good. ”

Xia Yurun changed her shoes and slowly walked inside, this place is really big, a separate floor, divided into several areas, with oil paintings or posters hanging everywhere, more like an art museum than home, she is simply eye-opening.

After a while, Fu Chiyuan, who had washed off the mask, came out, she was no longer the capable and serious image of last night, wearing a loose big T-shirt and super shorts, a pair of flip-flops on the soles of her feet, and her long hair was tied at random behind her head, more like the sister next door, and she was a lot more friendly.

She didn't wear makeup, and the faint fine lines at the corners of her eyes betrayed her age.

There is no Fu Chiyuan's birth year on Baidu, she said that she is Zhu Xiaomei's college classmate, and Zhu Xiaomei's two children are already in elementary school, the sixth grade of the eldest and the second grade of the younger, from which it can be inferred that she is almost forty.

However, her skin is fair and firm, and the loose T-shirt can hardly hide her bumpy and good figure, and she looks like she is twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

Xia Yurun asked politely, "Sister, are you living alone now?"

Fu Chiyuan didn't answer directly, but looked at her, then laughed, and said bluntly: "Are you really a junior persuasion teacher?" If it weren't for Zhu Xiaomei's strong recommendation, she really didn't believe that the girl in front of her, who looked like a minor, could help herself.

"Yes," Xia Yurun said firmly, "I am." ”

"Your method of persuasion is not to be so low-level as a junior, right?"

“......”

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to question you, it's probably a professional habit, I'm used to training people," Fu Chiyuan smiled bitterly at himself, "I'm the last one to know about this matter, hehe, I know, they are respectful to me on the surface, but they are actually watching my jokes behind the scenes." ”

Xia Yurun shook his head, "It's okay, who are you talking about?"

Fu Chiyuan pointed down, "My employees." Her expression was a little resistant, but she still said, "He is my boyfriend and work partner, and the whole studio knows about him and Xiao San, not only do they not tell me, but they also help them cover up." ”

Xia Yurun noticed that her eyes were slightly red, and it could be seen that she was already very restrained, "Maybe everyone thinks that your boyfriend is just playing, and sooner or later he will change his mind, so he doesn't want to tell you, so as not to cause trouble." ”