Wen Yabao squatted down to talk about Horch's retweet, and then went to rest.

The rest is handled by Long Lin and the PR team.

Wen Yabao is still more assured.

She doesn't need to worry about the business of cooperation and the docking of the brand.

Unless something goes wrong, Long Lin will probably talk to her briefly.

Wen Yabao's sleep is very average, either a sleepless night, or a night of bizarre nightmares.

What happened recently made her feel depressed.

The ever-changing entertainment industry really makes people feel very insecure.

Wen Yabao didn't sleep long, rolled over and got up from the bed, put on a pajama and pushed open the patio door.

The temperature outside dispelled the chill of the cold air in the room.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the villa seems to be a little low.

Fu Shiye seems to be quite afraid of the heat, every time he is in his room, it is like being in the refrigerator.

She had to go back and study the switch on the air conditioner extension and turn the temperature up.

I couldn't sleep from the cold.

One side of the terrace is connected to the terrace outside Fu Shiye's room.

In the middle, there is an iron railing with entwined branches.

"Can't sleep?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the side terrace.

Wen Yabao followed the prestige, and Fu Shiye was leaning on the carved pillars on the terrace.

Deep eyes, as sharp as a falcon, locked on her.

"Mr. Fu, can't you sleep either?"

Wen Yabao avoided his gaze and cast his gaze on the dark courtyard.

The sky was like ink.

The darkest hour before it rises.

In the distance, there are faint landscape lights, and they are still standing tenaciously on guard.

"Do you want to come over and play the piano?"

Fu Shiye's invitation made Wen Yabao extra vigilant, "It's almost dawn, and I can't sleep for a few minutes, is Mr. Fu sure you want to sleep?" ”

"You really didn't hesitate at all when you refused to get up."

When Wen Yabao heard this, he smiled awkwardly, "I don't want to play when the piano is more irritable." It's a bit difficult to fall asleep, and it's almost the same as getting up. ”

This is the first time Wen Yabao has rejected the tacit agreement in the contract, "Why does Mr. Fu want to disturb people's dreams?" ”

"You're considerate."

Fu Shiye straightened up and stepped over the railing of the partition.

The long legs easily landed on her terrace.

The long figure gradually approached.

The mint fragrance on the tip of his nose was like a shadow, and Wen Yabao silently moved a step to the side.

"Don't worry about rejecting me, what the consequences will be. The negotiated conditions are not pretended, and the requirements that are not in the contract can of course be refused. ”

Fu Shiye stood side by side with her, "I'm not one to force it. ”

"Can you trouble Mr. Fu to cancel the likes on Weibo?" Wen Yabao looked sideways, and her bright eyes were full of shimmer.

Fu Shiye clasped his arms with both hands, his thin lips lightly opened, and squeezed out a sentence: "But I don't like to be forced." ”

Co-author...... Is it that everything in the future will have to be exchanged at the same price?

All right!

If you can't force it, don't force it!

It's just a like, not her Weibo.

Fu Shiye refused to cancel the like, and she could also find Long Lin to put pressure on Xie Rongyan.

She didn't want to step on the tip of a knife and be pushed to the edge of a cliff.

That's miserable.

Wen Yabao was silent, and his gaze was withdrawn from Fu Shiye's face.

She and Fu Shiye didn't seem to have anything to say.

The air around me was quiet.

Fu Shiye is like a moving stove, and Wen Yabao is warm at a scorching temperature.

After being quiet for a long time, Wen Yabao was a little embarrassed, so he could only find words: "How to adjust the air conditioner in the room?" I don't seem to be looking at the extension's display. ”