In the evening, all Zhang's activities were over. The guests also left.

"Sister, I'll send you back to 902. Pick you up tomorrow morning and take you to the airport. Xiang Huairen took Tong Chaoyan's arm. Pull her and leave. didn't care at all about Zhang Molan's expression beside Tong Chaoyan.

Although Xiang Huairen is Tong Chaoyan's younger brother and his future brother-in-law, right? Again, Zhang Molan also knew very clearly that the Xiang family did not agree with his relationship with Tong Chaoyan, at least for now.

Zhang Molan was a little sour, a little jealous, and a little unhappy to hold Tong Chaoyan's waist and press it into his arms. Protecting his hands: "It's better for me to send her." Looking at Xiang Huairen.

Xiang Huairen was there and held Tong Chaoyan's hand unrelentingly: "Sister ......" was slightly coquettish.

Tong Chaoyan gently broke free from Zhang Molan's embrace, and smiled: "After the two of us met the reporter together, let's let Huairen send me back to 902, and Zhang Dong hurried back to accompany Zhang Liancai, you haven't seen her for two days!"

Zhang Molan looked at Tong Chaoyan, her heart warmed, and she smiled. Holding her hand: "It's still called Zhang Dong." Let's call Mr. Zhang!" confidently and high-spirited walked towards the reporters on the third floor outside the gate.

Why should he be confident and high-spirited? Because Tong Chaoyan gave Zhang Molan a shot in the arm. Tong Chaoyan knew that he had just established a relationship with Zhang Molan, and the Xiang family was openly and secretly looking for various reasons to separate himself from Zhang Molan. Even if Zhang Molan is a successful person in the eyes of ordinary people, it is difficult to enter the eyes of such a prestigious family as the Xiang family. Therefore, Tong Chaoyan is going to meet reporters with Zhang Molan now, so that everyone around the world will know that the two of them have officially announced that they are in love openly. Don't let Zhang Molan suffer this kind of fearful grievance.

The reporters saw Tong Chaoyan and Zhang Molan holding hands, and from time to time they looked at each other affectionately and walked towards the gate of the winery. They are all waiting there. Zhang Molan always held Tong Chaoyan in her arms with one hand, and stretched out one hand to stop the crowded reporters and equipment that were too close. Don't let Jean and people get close to his Tong Chaoyan.

The reporters asked Zhang Molan one after another if this was an official announcement with Tong Chaoyan? Tong Chaoyan and Zhang Molan also admitted this relationship very generously, friendly, and cordially.

Reporter A: "Which of you is after whom?"

"The one I pursued. Zhang Molan didn't even wait for the reporter to finish asking, and opened her mouth to come. The joy of the dead wood re-emerging in spring almost scrapped the shutter of the reporters.

Reporter B: "May I ask Tong Chaoyan, what do you think is the most attractive place for Zhang Molan to young you?"

The reporter doesn't know Tong Chaoyan too well. Such a childish routine......

Tong Chaoyan stared at reporter B seriously: "Oh, good looks and rich." That's what attracted me to Zhang Molan. After speaking, he glanced at Zhang Molan playfully.

Zhang Molan also smiled pamperedly.

Tong Chaoyan's words ended the chat of nearly 100 reporters. It not only achieves the purpose of making the relationship public, but also saves reporters from too much entanglement. The entertainment industry is originally a place where there are no winds and waves. As for how journalists want to write, whatever they want. Falling in love is your own business, so what do you care about what others say?

After the reporters were persuaded to retire by Tong Chaoyan, Zhang Molan took Tong Chaoyan's hand and walked back: "You, you're all in love." Why is it still so sharp?"

"In this way, you will not be distracted to protect me." You work so hard every day!" is the only one who is mellow and gentle to Zhang Molan.

Jiang Zhilan looked at the piles of flashing lights that dispersed within a few minutes after Tong Chaoyan and Zhang Molan passed, tightened the golden silk hairrope in his hand, and sighed gloomily in the pocket on his chest, got into the car, started the car, and prepared to leave the winery.

Tong Chaoyan nodded at Zhang Molan and walked towards Jiang Zhilan's car. Zhang Molan looked at it reluctantly for a while before walking away.

Tong Chaoyan stood beside Jiang Zhilan's car. Jiang Zhilan hesitated for a few seconds, but finally turned off the engine and got out of the car. He moved his lips, but he didn't say anything.

Tong Chaoyan lowered his head in front of Jiang Zhilan, and it took several seconds before he said softly: "Jiang Zhilan...... I...... I'm sorry. I ......"

The heavenly immortals blamed themselves and felt uncomfortable. No, the heavenly immortals should always be smiling in the spring breeze.

Jiang Zhilan used what he had learned all his life in Chinese opera, and smiled lightly: "The teacher is your male god." It's normal for you to like him. We're all adults, and I can still afford this setback. The idea of fading out of the entertainment industry is not a day or two, you are just a catalyst. So, don't blame yourself. resources, how can you help me, and how can you help me. I'm going to stick to it. So, you also have to change it as soon as possible. As for Batman's comics, as long as you're not afraid of the teacher knocking over the vinegar jar, you can keep it forever. If you're afraid that the teacher will be jealous, I'll go to 902 tonight and pull them all back!"

Tong Chaoyan raised his head and stared at Jiang Zhilan, who was smiling a little silly as usual, and took a fancy to him for a while, making sure that he was not acting. finally smiled with relief: "Drive Koenigsegg to my place, it's too eye-catching." Let's drive a grocery cart, the space is relatively large, and it can be installed. When the matter of Xiang's advertisement is settled, I will contact you again!" After speaking, he waved his hand at Jiang Zhilan and ran to Zhang Molan, whose neck had become longer while waiting.

Jiang Zhilan's originally upright figure was deflated: "My acting skills can be crowned emperor!" laughed at himself, started the car, and left the winery.

902 。

Xiang Huairen took out all of Tong Chaoyan's suitcases: "Sister, why do you only have two suitcases! I took it back and put it in my suitcase. With that, he took out Tong Chaoyan, put the clothes on the bed, and quickly and neatly packed them into the suitcase.

"I don't have much in 902, how long can I stay in your house!" Tong Chaoyan continued to take clothes out of the closet.

Xiang Huairen suddenly remembered something, and stopped his hand that was folding clothes: "Sister." There's something I need to tell you about. The expression can be described as dignified.

Xiang Huairen's sudden solemnity made Tong Chaoyan a little confused: "Ah?"

Hesitated: "Sister." My grandmother. She was my mother's adoptive mother. It's going to be a little unsatisfactory to get along. When the time comes, no matter what she says, you just ignore her. "The worry is palpable.

Grandma? or adoptive mother? Interesting, will this old treasure be able to meet it? Or is it an old immortal? Tong Chaoyan smiled gloomily in his heart. His face was still nodding dumbly.

Yu Qing took a bright yellow cat children's cartoon anti-lost backpack and carried it on Tong Chaoyan's shoulder in person: "I bought it downstairs with great difficulty." There are daily medicines, as well as candy, band-aids, thermometers, and fever reducers. The colors are also bright. You road idiot, you carry it when you go out. Xiang Huairen, look for this bag, it's easy to find it if you lose it!"

It's started again, it's started again! Tong Chaoyan's tearing drama with 'grandma' that he was staging in his heart was instantly broken by Yu Qing!

"Xiaoqing!!!" Tong Chaoyan twisted his body and stomped his feet very reluctantly, not wanting to carry this kind of thing used by kindergarten children.

Unexpectedly, Yu Qing snapped Tong Chaoyan's arm twice: "ADHD!

Tong Chaoyan let Yu Qing adjust the length of the backpack strap on his body, drooping his eyebrows, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.