Chapter Thirty-Eight: Candid Shooting
"Like the type, why should I sue you?" His handsome eyebrows moved, and he was indescribably handsome.
"Cut! It's really stingy, it's better to be like this, and when you finish speaking, I'll introduce me, but I've heard that it's absolutely shut-in. Fair enough, right? ”
…… That's what you're waiting for.
Xing Zhaoyang pretended to be reserved, "Since this is the case, let's talk while eating." ”
On the dining table, a large plate of braised pork, dark but not dark, shiny as light, Monet awkwardly took a piece of it with his left hand and put it in his mouth, the taste was elastic and smooth, soft but not greasy, salty and suitable, "This is what you made with your own hands?" That's a good idea! By the way, you haven't told me the secret of the noodles last time. ”
"Secret recipes, no spreading."
"Stingy." Put another piece in your mouth, "Well, your wife is going to have a mouthful." ”
Returning to the topic just now, he said, "I don't care about different industries, I appreciate independent and assertive girls from a personal point of view, as long as the appearance is pleasing to the eye, the focus is still on the heart......"
said seven or eight, Monet tried to put on Bai Zhiwen's body, and there were about five or six of them, it seems that the eldest sister's victory is in sight!
"It's your turn."
"Okay," Monet thought for a while, "what about me, I appreciate the responsible and responsible, and I don't need to shelter me in particular, I can bear the small things myself, but I must not retreat from the wind and waves, and I hate men who shrink their necks when they encounter trouble." In addition, I don't like to be psychologically dark, and I can't get it because of my scheming. ”
Xing Zhaoyang nodded and secretly compared.
Whether it is a person or a worker, or a love marriage, he doesn't like to procrastinate, just like Zou Ru said, love should be innocent, if you like it, you like it, and you can't hide it.
In fact, according to his own plan, he didn't plan to talk about marriage before he found his sister, but since love is coming, he should greet him with a smile.
Treat love frankly and seriously, treat lovers, from the beginning to the end, and finally enter the palace of marriage, this is Xing Zhaoyang's concept of love.
It's just that he didn't expect that the real desire of his heart would be Monet.
"Xing Zhaoyang, this piece of meat is about to be spoiled by you." Monet's voice dragged him from imagination to reality.
…… It's useless to think so much, there's only one thing to do now: get this girl done!
"What are you doing? The doorbell has been ringing several times, don't you hear it? ”
"The doorbell rings and you won't open it? The leg was not injured. ”
Monet was aggrieved, "Please this is your house, what's the matter with me opening the door?" ”
He didn't argue, he got up and went to open the door, and as soon as he left his seat, he heard two clicks, and the door was pulled open from the outside.
Before entering the door, Huang Duoduo imagined countless reasons that might delay Xing Zhaoyang to open the door, but he didn't expect it - a woman.
Therefore, when he saw Monet and Xing Zhaoyang sitting opposite each other, the expression on Huang Duoduo's face was incomprehensible, "You don't open it after pressing it for a long time, I just use the key, Monet is so coincidental, you are also here." ”
"Sister Duoduo, we just finished eating, have you had dinner?"
As soon as the words fell, she regretted it, and if she wanted to blame it, she was too used to greeting guests at home, and she forgot the place in a hurry.
Xing Zhaoyang was very happy to see someone's hostess in advance. Well, not bad!
This instantaneous reaction was seen by Huang Duoduo, and in an instant, Duoduo's hand holding the bag belt tightened several times, "I've eaten it." ”
Quiet, as quiet as death!
Monet feels like his face is hot enough to fry an egg, but how can he explain it at this point? Where do you start?
struggled for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of explaining.
"Xing Zhaoyang, thank you for dinner, you have something to talk about first, I'll go home first. Sister Duoduo, my house is at the opposite door, I'll visit the door later. ”
Huang Duoduo smiled and nodded, but the smile on his face shattered like a glass on the ground the moment the door was closed.
"Xing Zhaoyang, don't you think you owe me an explanation?"
Previously, he didn't mention anything about living on the opposite door! It's only been a long time, and it's all progressed to the point of having a happy dinner. Huang Duoduo was furious, but he was trying his best to hold back.
"There's nothing to explain, it's normal for neighbors to go to the door."
"Others may have 'human nature', but do you Xing Zhaoyang have it, don't I know yet?"
Xing Zhaoyang stood in place, with suspicion between his eyebrows, "What's wrong with you today?" Have you eaten gunpowder? ”
"I want to take gunpowder, can I change anything? Give me the truth, will you ...... Really like her, right? Do you know what family and background this girl has? You're the successor of NH, not a simple artist, can you please not be so arbitrary? ”
Xing Zhaoyang spit out words like a needle, "Huang Duoduo, you are just my agent, and you are not qualified to interfere with my feelings." ”
This is considered a default.
"Okay, as an agent, no, then my friend should always be qualified, right? Friends are qualified, right? Zhaoyang, you are not a reckless person, and I am not an unreasonable person, you know some rules, you should also give me a breath in advance, right? I'm happy that you're in love, but can you tell me in advance?! Don't come to the reporter's door, I'm still staring at people!! ”
Reporter door-to-door?
Xing Zhaoyang was stunned, surrounded by an ominous premonition.
"Look at these! If they hadn't found me today, tomorrow! The headlines on the front page of the Chinese New Year's Eve are none other than you! ”
With a crisp snap, more than a dozen clear photos were thrown in front of Xing Zhaoyang.
There is no doubt that there are two people on each photo, the same two people: Bai Monet, Xing Zhaoyang.
There were people who went in and out of the corridor together, there were people who were in the hospital with Xing Zhaoyang holding Monet, and there were two people facing each other at the scene of the high fall crime......
Except for the community and the hospital, most of the rest were present, but only the two were photographed, and their movements and eyes were still very intimate.
This has always been the case in the paragraphs of the entertainers.
Knowing the ins and outs, Xing Zhaoyang finally understood, no wonder Duoduo entered the house like a lioness who was provoked, especially when he saw him and Monet together, he was even more angry, and the source was here.
"How much?"
“……”
"I ask you how much money to settle the reporter?"
Huang Duoduo: "Is it necessary to ask this now?" ”
"Of course it's necessary, the light and shadow of these photos are so badly handled, if you give too much, how cost-effective is it?"
Huang Duoduo almost laughed angrily, "Xing Zhaoyang!" I'm arguing with you, do you have a bit of professional ethics? ”
Xing Zhaoyang smiled lightly, pulled Huang Duoduo and sat down on the sofa, "Okay, it's not a big deal, if it explodes, it will explode, I don't care." Increase popularity in disguise. ”
"That's not good, on the first day you entered the industry, I promised Uncle Xing that I couldn't let the scandal that affected your image linger on you. After all, you will have to quit this line of work in the future to inherit NH. ”