On this day, Cheng Anan finished filming this season's jewelry advertisement and sat in the lounge to rest. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I just felt drunk and aching all over my body.

"Alas!" Cheng Anan sighed.

"Why do you sigh so well?" Ye Xiaoyu, who was packing up his clothes on the side, asked curiously.

"I'm sick to death, I don't have any strength at all!" Cheng Anan said, lying on the table.

"Sick?" Ye Xiaoyu stepped forward and touched Cheng An'an's forehead.

"Nope!" Cheng Anan replied as she brushed off her hand on her forehead.

"That's because the shooting was too hard?" Ye Xiaoyu asked again.

"Not either!" Cheng Anan shook his head.

"Why is that?" Neither sick nor tired, what is that? Ye Xiaoyu was puzzled.

"Because...... Ah...... You don't understand! Cheng An'an, who almost said the sentence "Your President Yan Da tosses me half to death in bed every day", blushed, glad that she was fortunate to react, otherwise if she said this, she would be embarrassed and thrown home.

Thinking of these days, Yan Haozhe pressed her on the bed every day, and talked to her again and again, Cheng Anan's face unconsciously began to burn and blushed with shame.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Cheng Anan saw that it was a silent call, and hurriedly connected the phone.

"An An!" There was a silent, sweet voice on the other end of the phone.

"Xixi, what have you been busy with lately, you haven't been in touch with me for a long time!"

"There's been something I can't leave at home lately!"

"You're calling me now, meaning you're done with your family business?"

"Pretty much, but I'm calling today mainly to invite you to my birthday dinner!"

"It's your birthday, why didn't you say it earlier?"

"It's not too late to tell! Yan Haozhe's side I have already called just now, in the evening, you two will come together! ”

"Uh-huh, good!"

"See you that night!"

"Bye-bye, see you in the evening!"

As soon as the phone hung up, Cheng Anan immediately made a call to Yan Haozhe, and the two made an appointment to meet.

On the other side, the hand that was silently holding the mobile phone unconsciously clenched, and his heart was very entangled.

She considered whether to call Nan Yichen to inform her.

Since the last time she met Cheng An'an in the dressing room, she has never met him again.

To say that I don't want to miss it, that's false.

It's just that......

Forget it, she is still obedient and acts according to someone's plan.

Otherwise, when the plan fails, she will have no place to cry.

I hope someone's approach works.

……

In the evening, 8 o'clock.

Cheng Anan took Yan Haozhe and appeared at the door of the hotel for the silent birthday dinner.

The appearance of the two made the reporters present excited, and they raised their cameras and camcorders one by one, and kept taking pictures and videos, for fear of missing any detail.

This is the second time that Cheng Anan and Yan Haozhe have appeared publicly in front of major media, today's Yan Haozhe is wearing a black suit, which matches Cheng Anan's bandeau slit skirt very well, and the last time the two attended the Glory Group cocktail party in Mo Tuze, they were dressed like a couple.

Many people have speculated whether the two of them are really boyfriend and girlfriend as rumored to be.

Everyone was skeptical, but no one dared to ask.

Unless this person doesn't want to be in this line of work, no one will be full of food and support, and he will rush forward to interview him with this question, and the result of the interview is that he didn't ask anything and didn't say anything, but it was very likely to be secretly blocked and end up half-dead.

In the face of countless flickering spotlights, Cheng Anan was obviously much calmer this time, she took Yan Haozhe's arm, and the two walked into the inner hall of the hotel together.

At this time, Mo Xi was still entangled in the lounge, thinking about whether to call Nan Yichen.

Pick up the phone and put it down again, several times.

"Wow! Xixi, you are so beautiful" Cheng Anan was amazed by Mo Xi's outfit today.

"An An, don't make fun of me, you know, how unaccustomed I am to dressing like this!" Mo Xi tugged at the long skirt on his body and said with a wry smile.

"Wear more, just get used to it, you know, you dress like this, it's really beautiful!" Cheng Anan couldn't help but praise her again.

"Really?" There is no woman who does not love beauty, and silence is no exception, although her personality is more like a boy, but she is a real woman in the final analysis, and when she hears the praise of her friends, she will naturally doubt herself.

"Really, more real than real money!" Cheng Anan raised his hand to make an oath, with a serious look of affirmation.

Mo Xi was amused by her action, and laughed out loud.

The two chatted for a while.

And Mo Xi also forgot Nan Yichen for the time being.

At the beginning of the banquet, Mo Zeze appeared at the venue of the banquet, and his eyes inadvertently met Cheng An'an.

Mo Chuze pretended to smile at her casually, which was regarded as a greeting.

Cheng Anan also gave him a smile in return as a return gift.

On the surface, it was nothing, but in fact, they still felt a hint of embarrassment with each other.

Cheng Anan immediately shifted his gaze and walked in the direction of Yan Haozhe.

Because he wears high heels on his feet, he walks slowly.

Seeing that Yan Haozhe was not far away, Cheng Anan was suddenly grabbed by the wrist and was forced to stop moving forward.

Cheng Anan turned around, frowned, and looked at the middle-aged man who was grabbing his wrist.

This middle-aged man looks so familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere......

After thinking for a while, she was stunned.

The middle-aged man in front of him......

He......

The father in her dreams.

"An An...... You are An An...... You're An An, aren't you? Cheng Jingyuan's voice was trembling, his eyes widened, he looked at Cheng An'an standing in front of him in disbelief, and the hand holding her wrist became more and more forceful.

"Let it go!" Cheng An'an, who came back to his senses, struggled with a cold face.

"An An, I'm Dad, don't you remember?" Cheng Jingyuan's eyes were filled with tears.

"I told you to let go!" Cheng An'an, who was unmoved, still had a cold face and shouted loudly.

The sound attracted the attention of many guests in the venue, and everyone gathered curiously.

"An An ......"

"She told you to let go, are you deaf?"

Faced with Cheng An'an's indifference, Cheng Jingyuan felt very puzzled, and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Yan Haozhe's icy voice.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Haozhe walked out of the crowd with a cold face, his eyes staring closely at Cheng Jingyuan's hand holding Cheng Anan's wrist, and a chill emanated from his whole body.