It took Sebastian a while to find Song Weiwei, who would have thought that such a temporary office for such a crew would be a container.

As a newcomer, he worked hard to make the best of the 'warm man' character in accordance with the company's requirements, but no matter how he packaged it, he couldn't change the potential amorous factor in his heart.

Yes, Sebastian has a young and handsome appearance, neat and well-dressed, and his lace news since his debut is enough to surprise the eye.

"I'm not the microphone between you. Sebastian was a little unhappy when Song Weiwei simply rejected the hot, and even then he didn't dare to say anything in front of Michael.

"Okay, I'll do it myself. Sebastian said, his hands in his pockets and looking at Song Weiwei, his eyes full of ill will.

Michael kept looking at Sebastian with a blank face, and when he turned back to greet him, he turned his gaze elsewhere.

“… Whew, the champion has a big opinion of me. Sebastian joked.

"I'm not familiar with you to amuse. Michael reminded.

"I'm sorry, it's strange that the juniors are a little ignorant. Sebastian said apologies, but it didn't sound serious. "Actually, I don't mind inviting Miss Song to dinner with me. ”

"I've booked a restaurant, a private room for just you and me, and a night of a lifetime. He seemed to say it to Michael on purpose, and looked at Song's slightly exposed neck with evil eyes.

Michael let out a sound almost "hum" from his nose: "Unfortunately, Song Weiwei is afraid that he will never be able to make an appointment." ”

"What, Mr. Winston?"

"After all, you don't seem to know who you are, and it's not your turn to ask if she's my person. After Michael's words, he walked up to Sebastian and won the overwhelming conversation with a perfect advantage of being more than half a head taller than the other party.

Sebastian gave a flattering smirk and took a step back to distance himself from Michael, "The lesson of the seniors is that then I'm going to get busy with me." "After all, I just happened to meet a nosy guy today, but because of this, he also knew a trick of this cold-faced actor. Sebasti has a plot in mind, and he wants to see how much Michael Winston cares.

They detoured one after the other to a blind spot on the set, which was a debris dumping area that was rarely visited, and it was during work.

Song Weiwei bought Michael a cup of coffee, and the two of them found a place to sit.

The coffee is hazelnut mocha, and the ripples are caused by a pinch of cane sugar that has just been sprinkled and stirred.

This was the first time Song Weiwei had shown favor to Michael, and it also overwhelmed the man holding the coffee cup.

"Thank you just now. Song Weiwei didn't notice the strange expressions of the people around him, and said with a straight face: "Although I still don't understand why you want to break up me and James, I'm very grateful for what you did just now." ”

"How?" asked Michael.

“…… Do you know Sebastian is a rogue kid, that's why you helped me get rid of him?" Song replied tentatively.

What Michael's silence was met, and after a while, Michael took a sip of coffee and said meaningfully: "It's delicious, it's delicious, but it's too sweet." ”

"I haven't done anything good for anyone, and I'm not a philanthropist. Michael glanced at Song Weiwei: "It's just that he doesn't like it." ”

Both of them understood in their hearts, and through this incident, Song Weiwei obviously let go of a lot of hostility towards Michael. Sometimes they would look at each other and laugh, until the evening, when Michael finished filming and went back to the lounge to remove his makeup, he would ask Maria to watch what Song Weiwei was doing.

"Is it necessary to spy on each other like this?" said Mary, gesturing her chin.

Michael took off his coat and handed it to the costain, and said as a matter of course: "I have to know exactly what she is doing at any time and place." ”

"If Song Weiwei knew that you put eyeliner next to James, he would definitely turn his face again. Maria was sure that Michael would get up in the middle of the night to exercise after a breakdown, and almost every time she had a conflict with Song Weiwei, she would either exercise or find a drink.

Michael smiled a little stiffly: "You talk a lot." ”

"Alright, tonight, in order to create an opportunity for you, I took great pains to get James to a restaurant more than twenty kilometers away. ”

Michael quickly understood the meaning behind this sentence, and he asked, "What did you get from this resource swap?"

Maria turned her back to Michael and smiled a little sadly: "I slept with a high-ranking official and helped him get a few more shots." ”

Michael remembered a few scenes that Song Weiwei changed this afternoon, and it was very likely that it was said by Maria.

The lounge was full of Michael's people, so what Maria said wouldn't reach anyone's ears today, but Michael was surprised not to approve of her, but just stood up and walked up to Maria and asked her to straighten out her slightly messy curls.

"Is it possible to sell your flesh or dignity to get what you want?" said Michael, slowly, "for your own sake, don't think about me." ”

Mary said indifferently, "I'm not what you think. ”

"All I can give is to make him better than he is now, and as long as he is doing well, I am willing to give everything. ”

Michael's green eyes stared at Maria, "But I'm not as great as you." He remembered what he said to Song Weiwei today, and also said it to Maria: "I am not a philanthropist. ”

"So you're never going to love someone much. Maria adjusted her state in just a few seconds, and threw a sweet wink at Michael, "I'm going to have dinner with James, bye." ”

Michael waited in front of James' lounge for a long time, he wasn't sure if Song Weiwei would return to the hotel today, and the information he got from Lee Ji Hyun was also not entirely sure that she would stay tonight.

Because it is said that Xia Chen already has some doubts about why she always goes to live with relatives instead of living with her.

Michael coughed lightly and knocked on the door.

After waiting for a while, I saw someone open a door, and there was a strange tone from Song Weiwei who deliberately lowered his voice: "Who?"

"Let's have a meal together, there's no one on my side. Michael lowered his voice as well.

The owner behind the gate hesitated, and then Michael said, "I ordered takeout, and I'll deliver it later." ”

"Baked shrimp, seafood pasta, egg tarts, Italian ......"

As soon as the door opened, Song Weiwei stood in the warm orange light, wearing an apron, still holding a spatula in his hand, a little embarrassed, looking like he was cooking for the first time.

When he went in, he realized that the smoke and fire in the house were burning and he thought it was on fire, so Michael quickly opened the window to ventilate, and then checked whether the gas was turned off tightly.

He glanced at a black mass of objects in the garbage can that he could no longer see before he was born, and he didn't have to think that it was Song Weiwei's masterpiece.

“…… Where's the rice?" asked Song Weiwei.

Michael ignored Song Weiwei, turned around and rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes in the sink.

"What about you, when will the takeaway be delivered?" Song Wei came to Michael's side and muttered in a low voice: "Are you kidding me?"

"I clean up the battlefield, and I eat the food. Michael glanced at Song Wei and shook off the water droplets on his hands.

"You, hungry. ”