Song Rongjiao's good face turned pale under Han Mufeng's words, she almost fell, so Han Mufeng simply reached out to support her.

"Aunt Qing is not to blame for what happened at the beginning." Song Rong put down the script and coffee and walked in the direction of the dressing room.

Han Mufeng followed behind her indifferently, and his voice was full of sarcasm: "Miss Chen is actually Xia Pingqing's niece?" He slid the screen of his mobile phone and added unhurriedly: "The Xia family is really fat and does not flow into the fields of outsiders!"

"Han Mufeng, why are you such a person!" Song Rong stared at him in shock.

Han Mufeng naturally stopped, tilted his head slightly, looked at him with a look of too surprise, and asked calmly, "What kind of person am I?"

"You were so gentle and elegant before, and your style of acting was admirable." Song Rong said.

"I'm sorry, I've always looked like this. If Miss Chen likes the way I behave after wearing the mask, then I'm sorry, I am like this in private, and I can't disguise it. ”

Song Rong bit the corner of his lip, stared at Han Mu's calm expression and asked again: "Then you are a different person to Shen Xia?" If she knew that her former first love was such a cold person, would she still be with you? ”

Han Mufeng stood there straight, as the light kept passing over his handsome face, making it clear that his jaw was getting tighter and tighter.

He suddenly lost his mind, and instantly pulled back his memory to that ordinary night six years ago.

……

"If Shen Xia knew that you were such a person, do you think she wouldn't leave you?" Xia Pingqing pinched the spoon and stirred the coffee elegantly, the rising mist could not see the emotional changes of the young man opposite, she continued to say slowly: "You and I know each other, what you have always wanted is the Han family, although I drove you abroad, you always have only one thought, return to China and drive me out of the Han family." But have you ever thought that Shen Lingtian has been surprised for many years, and with only such a precious granddaughter, he will rest assured that he will hand her over to you? ”

"You're here to tell me all this nonsense?" He stood up impatiently and said coldly, "You will be driven out of the Han family by my own hands."

"So confident?" Xia Pingqing put down the spoon in her hand heavily, the sound of rubbing porcelain was sharp and piercing, but she looked up at him with a smile.

"You don't have children at all."

"It doesn't matter if it's feasible." She got up slowly, looked into his eyes, and said word by word: "Go back to China!" Your father arranges everything for you, and it is better to break up with her and be the heir of the Han family than to be the son-in-law of the Shen family. ”

"Han Xingzhi's idea?"

"Yes." Xia Pingqing took out a few dollars from her wallet, gently put them on the corner of the table, and said softly: "Your father doesn't like the Shen family, and he has already arranged a marriage partner for you." Originally, you contacted Shen Xia to return to China to take over the Han family, but now that you have your wish, Miss Shen has no use value. ”

Xia Pingqing pulled away the table and chairs, slowly walked towards the exit, took a few steps, turned around leisurely, and stared at his too distracted face with a smile, "Mu Feng, if you don't return to China or break up, your father has ten thousand ways to get Miss Shen to leave you." I have to remind you that the purpose for which you are interacting with her is very important to the Shen family. You shouldn't love her, right? It's better to be like that. ”

……

“action!”

The director's roar, through the amplification of the loudspeaker, completely pulled the distracted Han Mufeng back to reality, he sighed, raised his head, and found that Song Rong was already playing against the actor.

Han Mufeng stood on the empty street, lit a cigarette, through the smoke, he looked at the photographer's light opposite, and suddenly remembered the scene a long time ago, when she stood on the corner of the street hoarsely.

“ijustwanttofindareasontostayalive！”

It's just that at that time, he didn't realize that he was already deeply in love with her. If he could, he would be willing to pretend to be the one she liked for the rest of his life, the one who didn't have the heart to just find a way to make her happy. At this time, he had to think about Xia Pingqing and Song Rong's words: "If Shen Xia knew that you were such a person, do you think she would not leave you?"

Han Mufeng stood motionless as if petrified, until the smoke on his fingertips burned to the end and burned his fingers, and he came back to his senses and snuffed out the cigarette.

Throwing the cigarette butt into the trash, Han Mufeng stood in place for a while, and only after receiving a call from Daisy did he stride towards the lounge.

"Daisy is here to talk about cooperation?" Han Mufeng pushed open the door of the lounge, sat on the sofa tiredly, adjusted the volume of his mobile phone, and heard the other party's clear and loud voice.

"I need your team to help Hao Qian promote his little lover."

Han Mufeng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and there was a laziness in his voice. "What's wrong with Mr. Ren's little lover? Offended you? ”

Daisy chuckled twice on the other end of the phone, "I want to warn my precious nephew to do things under me." ”

"I guess Mr. Ren will kill me."

"Mr. Han has made many stumbling blocks for Yongshi openly and secretly for so many years, and now he is afraid, which is a little unreasonable." Daisy's words have some threatening connotations.

Han Mufeng smiled faintly and hung up the phone.

was leaning on the sofa and preparing to rest for a while, there were a few knocks at the door, and before Han Mufeng could speak, Director Yang walked over with a smile with the script.

"I'm sorry to give you a break, I want you to see the outline of the script that Xingchen has chosen." Director Yang sat beside him and stuffed the script into his arms.

Han Mufeng flipped through it casually, and when he turned to the cast list, he asked puzzledly: "Isn't the heroine Fang Qian?"

"Oh, the investor wants to praise Miss Songrong, so he arranged Miss Fang to be the second girl."

"When?" Han Mufeng's face sank, and his sharp and clear voice sounded.

Director Yang pointed to the outline of the script and responded seriously: "About a few days ago."

"Lao Yang, you call Cheng Yi in for me first. We'll talk about this script next time. ”

After a while, Cheng Yi knocked on the door and came in.

"Boss, according to your orders, I have already sent a love breakfast to everyone in the crew. I also left you a copy. Cheng Yi held the sandwich and milk and smirked, "By the way, what are you looking for me?" ”

"You go to investigate Song Rong, if she goes to find Shen Xia, you must inform me in advance."

After the words settled, Han Mufeng leaned on the sofa and slowly closed his sour eyes.

Cheng Yi scratched his hair, nodded sluggishly, and only then did he stare at Han Mufeng's resting figure and ask out loud, "Song Rong also has a crush on you?"

As soon as Cheng saw Han Mufeng asleep, he lightly put the breakfast away, he sat in the corner of the sofa, clicked on his mobile phone, and looked through the latest news sent by Yu Ji, until he turned to the end, he realized that Fang Qian, such a powerful supermodel, was also killed by Song Rong, and she robbed the big heroine's drama three times in a row, I am afraid that his boss should be worried about Miss Shen's safety.

However, with the Shen family and the Ren family, Miss Shen should be safe. What's more, his boss is still guarding her like this.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yi was a little depressed, when did Han Mufeng fall in love with Shen Xia?

Just as he was thinking about it, he whispered, "Boss, when did you fall in love with Miss Shen?"

The sound he said startled himself, he covered his mouth in surprise, and before he could see Han Mufeng's face, he heard his very calm voice, and he said, "It's been many years."

"Then why do you like her?" Cheng Yi cautiously asked, "There are so many female artists in Xingchen, those with backgrounds and those without backgrounds, those who are cold and lively, and there are all kinds of types. You can't even look down on a supermodel like Miss Fang, why do you like Miss Shen? ”

Han Mufeng didn't say anything more.

Cheng Yi took out a blanket from the cupboard and gently covered him, thinking that he was already asleep, he suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a rare warmth hidden in his clear eye sockets, and he spoke, soaked in unspeakable sorrow, "Because I have been so happy." ”

"What?"

"Mountains and rivers will make people sigh at the beauty of the natural world, but they can never fill the emptiness and loneliness in my heart, and summer is like the sun in the middle of summer, warming my originally dark heart. I used to rejoice for her and play for her, but perhaps, the person in São Paulo is the real Han Mufeng. The current one is just a shell. ”