If Fang Siyi knew that the young bhikshuni who brought him here was actually the presiding officer of this nunnery, he would probably be absolutely surprised.

"The host seems to be very optimistic about the two of them?" The old voice was an elderly nun.

"Master and nephew, you're not right, handsome men and beautiful women, who doesn't like it?" The host seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and shouted directly and angrily.

"But the host seems to be very concerned about this pair. Lao Ni didn't get angry, but said with a smile.

"I'm a fan of the two of them, can't I?" the host rolled his eyes.

"Presiding, the four monks are empty......

"Oh, I don't want to be this monk, you have to let me be!" the host shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Presidence, silence, Amitabha. The old nun said a Buddha name, and then in the host's speechless expression, he turned around and left.

Angry, the host stomped his foot hard, looked up at the bustle over there, sighed, and turned around and left weakly.

"Host, you haven't finished your morning class today......"

"Yes......"

"Presiding, the open space behind the nunnery needs to be reclaimed recently, so you should organize the bhikshunis to reclaim it. ”

"Yes......"

"Moderator ......"

"Yes......"

Gradually, the sound became quieter and quieter, and finally it was inaudible.

On the other hand, Fang Siyi quickly came to the source of the noise.

At a glance, I saw Yang Rong who was being entangled by a man in the crowd of onlookers.

Pushing away the crowd, Fang Siyi came directly in front of Yang Rong, blocked in front of her, looked at the man in front of him calmly and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The other party's originally excited expression was also frozen with Fang Siyi's unexpected appearance.

After coming back to his senses, looking at the intimacy of the two, his face suddenly became gloomy.

I just wanted to get angry, but suddenly a middle-aged man who looked a little older rushed out from the side, grabbed him, and said to Fang Siyi: "Director Fang, I'm sorry, I didn't know she was your person......"

"Are you ......" Fang Siyi raised his eyebrows, a little dissatisfied with the other party's behavior of disturbing him to pretend to be X.

I thought I had finally encountered an opportunity to pretend to be X and slap my face, but the other party suddenly stopped.

It's a disappointment, isn't it?

"I'm our young master's housekeeper, and our young master doesn't know that Master Jing is too Fang Dao's person......"

"Butler! he's a little director......"

"Young master, shut up!" the butler's face turned green.

Yes, if Fang Siyi is just a simple director, then there is nothing, but what if behind this identity, the boss of an entertainment company with a market value of more than one billion yuan?

Although he is rich and the local head snake, it is definitely a very easy thing for people to really want to trouble him.

"You dare to murder me......? I'll go back and let my dad fire you!" The young master seemed to feel insulted, and clamored to give the housekeeper a good look.

"Even if the lord wants to fire me, it will be until we go back, and I don't think the lord will punish me. At this moment, the housekeeper actually showed a very domineering attitude, waved his hand, and motioned for the bodyguards to drag their young master away.

The bodyguard was still a little hesitant, but the housekeeper said coldly: "Do you want the master to personally drag the young master away?

The bodyguards could only bite the bullet and drag the scolding young master away first.

At this time, the housekeeper took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and apologized to Fang Siyi in a low voice: "Director Fang, I'm really sorry, I don't know how long Director Fang will stay here?

"I don't need to eat. People have already done this, Fang Siyi naturally didn't want to coerce too much, nodded, and said casually: "I'm going to leave in the next two days." ”

"I'm really grateful to Director Fang for not remembering the villain's ......"

"Okay, you can go back too, but you young master......"

The housekeeper smiled bitterly: "Our master only has this only son, and he is an old man......"

"Let him pay attention to it later. Fang Siyi waved his hand casually and beckoned Yang Rong to leave.

At this time, the butler's phone rang frantically.

Seeing that the excitement was gone, the crowd dispersed.

However, on the other hand, Fang Siyi and Yang Rong's affairs were also exposed on the Internet.

Obviously, Fang Siyi's lace news has one more.

However, from beginning to end, Fang Siyi did not say anything.

It's just that when Yingbao was interviewed later, he was asked this question, and Yingbao's answer was very calm.

"There's nothing to say, it's just that Siyi went to the nunnery to bring Yang Rong back. ”

"May I ask why Yang Rong became a monk? Is it because the courtship has been fruitless?" the reporters asked.

At this time, all reporters have begun to compile countless models of bloody romance idol dramas in their minds.

"You reporters are very interesting...... Ying Bao laughed and teased, and then said: "Of course not, Sister Yang Rong herself is a Buddhist, she has been leading the practice, but a while ago, the company was going to shoot a drama with her as the heroine, and she couldn't be contacted for a while, Siyi also happened to come back to shoot "Shooting the Condor", so she took the initiative to find her, how did it come to your mouth, and it became a love and killing?"

The reporters were all a little disappointed.

But the real girlfriend has been so dialectical, and there is no actual evidence to take photos of how Fang Siyi and Yang Rong are close, so this matter can only be closed in the end.

When he went back, Yang Rong kept his head down, thinking about his thoughts.

When he arrived at the clean room, Fang Siyi stopped, turned to look at Yang Rong, but did not speak.

There was some silence in the room.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Fang Siyi still took the initiative to speak.

"Nope. ”

"Oh,Then let's go back tomorrow.,There's a TV series book that I look good at.,...... you"

Director...... Why are you so good to me?" Yang Rong raised his head, looked at Fang Siyi, and asked seriously: "The company now has Reba and other female artists, so there is no need for me as an old woman......

"You, old woman?" Fang Siyi hugged his arms, intuitively feeling that there was something else in this, "Who said you were an old woman?"

"I didn't ...... Nobody ......."

"Rong Rong, do you think I'm deaf?"

"...... you" Yang Rong frowned and asked with a look of disgust, "What do you call me?"

"Rong Rong, is there any problem?" Fang Siyi asked with a smile.

"Can you please not call me that?"

"What's that calling you, Rong'er?" Fang Siyi continued to laugh and tease.

"You...... How many times have I said that I am not Huang Rong!" Yang Rong said unhappily.

"You're nobody, you're just you, my Rong'er......" Fang Siyi stepped forward with a smile, hugged Yang Rong in his arms, and kissed him hard.