After dinner, Mu Yushan took out a bunch of dirty clothes from Han Mufeng's bedroom, sorted them by color, and stuffed them into the washing machine one by one.

Han Mufeng stepped on slippers, held a cup of coffee in his hand, and leaned comfortably on the door of the laundry room, looking at her.

Mu Yushan stuffed the dried clothes into the dryer, and was just about to find some hangers to dry the clothes, but was stopped by Han Mufeng.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Mu Yushan was puzzled and pushed his arm in front of him.

Han Mufeng casually surrounded the person beside him, and said in his ear: "Shanshan, your brother will take care of himself, you rest early, and you have to fly to Beijing tomorrow morning to participate in the awards party, you can't stay up late or be late."

Mu Yushan glanced at him: "Aren't you the guest of honor?"

Han Mufeng let go of her, took a leisurely sip of coffee, and walked a little lazily towards the living room.

Mu Yushan followed behind him and asked strangely, "What's the matter with you?" If you don't participate, who do you find to replace you? ”

He put the coffee on the table and replied nonchalantly: "Han Xingzhi asked me to go home on a blind date, and the award presenter is estimated to invite other important people to replace me."

"Blind date?" Mu Yushan suddenly wanted to laugh, raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of teasing laughter in his voice, "You want to go on a blind date again?" ”

"It's not because of you, my relationship with Daisy is stiff, and the cooperation between Yongshi and Xingchen is also in vain. Now that Xingchen has no shareholder support, Han Xingzhi can destroy my long-standing foundation with his fingers, and I can only listen to him - keep going on blind dates. ”

"Okay." Mu Yushan patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, "Then which rich businessman's daughter was arranged this time?" ”

Han Mufeng turned his gaze back and landed in the Qing palace drama shown on a local station, pointed to the beautiful woman in ancient costumes on the big screen, and complained: "It's still her, Song Rong."

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The flight from Shanghai to Beijing landed at the capital airport at 2 p.m. on time.

Because of the awards party, the fans who picked up the airport have been flooded around the airport.

As soon as he got off the plane, Shi Yue took a preventive shot, dragging his luggage, and started his daily itinerary to report his skills, "Out of the airport, we will go to the party site first to go through the passing sequence, and then the makeup artist arranged by the company will wait in the hotel, and prepare a few more sets of dresses this time, and you can choose according to your preferences at that time." ”

"Can you sneak out in the middle of the awards party?" Mu Yushan blinked cutely.

was frightened back by Shi Yue's cold light.

Immediately afterwards, a flash of white light pulled the two people who were secretly vindictive back to reality.

The dazzling flash dazzled Mu Yushan, and Shi Yue subconsciously rushed to Mu Yushan's front to block the dense cameras and lenses for her.

Fans screamed: "Mu Yao! It's Mu Yao! We love you forever! Yaoyao Ice is always there! ”

In the crowd, another voice sounded: "Refuse to have plastic surgery and support the glory of natural beauties!"

Mu Yushan hid behind the bodyguard and Shi Yue, and almost laughed.

As a result, the two fans of Song Rong and Mu Yao started a large-scale fight at the airport, and the scene got out of control for a while, and Shi Yue's hand that was originally holding Mu Yushan was also washed away by the black powder that poured up.

In the chaos, Mu Yushan was pushed into a small corner by others and almost fell to the ground, but at this time, a warm palm grabbed her elbow, and the solid and inextricable force made her hold a little painful.

Before she could react, several male fans rushed over with signs, she closed her eyes in fear, thinking that it was really unjust to be beaten to death by black fans at the airport.

The pain of waiting did not touch her body, but the hands protected her head in front of her, and the messy broken hair covered her vision, only to feel that the moment when the person leaned down and protected her was so familiar and so exciting.

As if in a dream, she fell asleep tired from filming, and there was a vague person, with a familiar and slightly rapid breath approaching her, spraying on her forehead, the bridge of her nose, and her ears, like a quiet and turbulent tsunami.

It's just that when I open my eyes in a dream, I'm still alone, there is no so-called figure, there is no so-called illusion.

But at this moment, his clear masculine aura really existed, she suddenly hugged his thin waist hard, the man was wearing a mask, seemed to be startled by someone's enthusiasm, stunned for a few seconds, and then said in a light tone: "Are the girls in the entertainment industry so active?"

Mu Yushan couldn't distinguish the sound in a clear and light voice, but suddenly heard a loud voice that broke through the sky, she turned around in fright, and when she turned around, the person had already loosened the strength of his hand and disappeared.