Hengdian in January, under the lonely and deep winter sky, is like an unfinished picture scroll of a painter. The sun jumped out of the red wall and green tiles, and the small half round of purple-red flames immediately illuminated the dim sky, and behind the bright morning glow, it seemed to stretch out an endless blue satin.

Han Mufeng put his hands in his pockets and strolled on a bluestone road in Hengdian.

In the distance, the assistant director stands behind the camera with a loudspeaker, hoarse, and the cameraman directs the lighting assistant to set up a ladder.

Occasionally, a few actors are holding the script and are talking to each other, sometimes serious and sometimes cheerful.

Han Mufeng was wearing a well-tailored suit and a coat on his shoulders, he already had an outstanding temperament and appearance, and he walked on the road with a sense of beauty that turned all beings upside down.

The extras who rushed along the street thought it was a popular student, and they took out their mobile phones to take pictures indiscriminately.

A pleasant ringtone rang, Han Mufeng took out his mobile phone from his jacket pocket, his eyes touched the screen, and his lowered and slightly frowning eyebrows filled with a cold aura, which frightened the group performers who took pictures and dispersed.

The surroundings quieted down, and the mobile phone rang for a minute before he clicked on it, and before he could speak, a slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mu Feng, the blind date arranged for you is the daughter of Chen Dong in the jewelry industry, I will give you her contact information, you can find a time to make an appointment with Miss Chen to watch a movie or have dinner."

Han Mufeng's handsome eyebrows and eyes frowned slightly, and he said coldly: "I'm not interested." ”

Han Xingyuan obviously lost his patience and said sharply: "What are you talking about!" Han Mufeng, I warn you, this is specially arranged for you by your Aunt Qing, Miss Chen's family background and character are very outstanding, don't be unappreciative. ”

Han Mufeng was about to hang up the phone, when he heard Xia Pingqing's gentle voice comforting Han Xingzhi, his thin lips squeezed out a sneer, and he couldn't help but sarcastically: "What? Did Chairman Han know that Ms. Xia Pingqing couldn't have children, so he changed his mind and counted on his ex-wife's son to inherit the family business? ”

"You ......" Han Xing was speechless, the hand holding the phone was shaking violently, until Xia Pingqing took the phone, Han Mufeng couldn't hear his wheezing, his heart instantly hung in the air, but his tone was extremely calm, "Aunt Qing, what advice do you have?" ”

"Mu Feng," Xia Pingqing sighed, with helplessness in her eyes, "If you don't go on a blind date, the stars will disappear overnight." You have always known that Xingchen is insignificant in front of the Han family, and your father can't look down on your father at all with that little income every year......"

"The stars are what I did little by little, Han, I'll give it to you, I can do it without it. But Xingchen, if you dare to move, you know the consequences! What's more, I have already found a partner, and the financial resources of Yongshi Group are no worse than Han's. ”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, Xia Pingqing lowered her voice and asked tentatively, "Is it because of that person?"

As soon as Xia Pingqing's words fell, Han Mufeng's pupils began to shrink violently, as if he was trying his best to suppress some anger, his fingers holding the mobile phone began to tremble, and the next second, he laughed angrily: "Xia Pingqing, are you really not afraid of me at all?" ”

Han Mufeng's smile was very short, but it was just two light laughs, and the smile on his face disappeared, his eyes stared at the ground sharply, and his words were mean and cold: "Very good, I will contact Miss Chen." Tell Han Xingzhi that if something happens to Xingchen, then he will never recognize my son again. ”

The phone hung up, Han Mufeng stood there like a statue, he desperately suppressed the anger in his heart, the green tendons on his forehead were suddenly exposed, this cold aura seemed to freeze the surrounding air into ice, and it seemed incompatible with the busy comedy shooting scene opposite.

At the same time, Song Rong, a first-line star in the entertainment industry, was standing opposite to touch up his makeup, and the makeup artist looked at Han Mufeng in the distance while carefully puffing the powder, "Sister Song, why didn't you appear in the film and television drama that Mr. Han invested in recently?" ”

Song Rong smiled and straightened his shirt, "Schedule conflict." ”

"Sister Song, you can't take your eyes off Mr. Han's beautiful face in the prosperous world. When he appeared, all the actors in Hengdian were eclipsed. ”

"Alright. Hurry up and help the ensemble get makeup! Song Rong picked up the script from the table, and caught Han Mufeng's thin and slender back, holding the script with her fingertips a little harder, and the crumpled paper was naturally turned to the next page by her.

The footsteps involuntarily approached.

Song Rong's hands holding the script were crossed behind his back, because he was wearing the costumes of the Han Dynasty, he looked a little lively and cute. "Mr. Han, come to inspect early in the morning?"

"Huh?" Han Mufeng seemed to be still distracted, and his cold voice was slightly low, "Song Rong, is there something wrong?" ”

Song Rong took the script and asked seriously: "Mr. Han, I don't understand the plot here."

Han Mufeng looked at her puzzled.

It happened that the assistant trotted over, holding a cup of coffee, panting, "Sister Song, the next scene is nine o'clock, and I have to rest for an hour before filming." ”

"Okay, I know, you go get busy!"

Song Rong handed the coffee to Han Mufeng and smiled gently, "Does Mr. Han need coffee?" ”

Han Mufeng shook his head and wanted to go out.

Song Rong's whole person froze there, just when Han Mufeng had already walked out of the gap of two or three steps, she couldn't hold back the throbbing and impulse surging in her chest, she slowly turned around at Han Mufeng, raised her feet, and walked towards him, her voice was obviously flustered, "The Hollywood movie you arranged for Fang Qian is for Shen Xia!" ”

Han Mufeng's steps suddenly stopped.

Song Rong's hand holding the coffee shook slightly, and looked into his eyes unnaturally, "Because you were worried that Fang Qian would embarrass Miss Shen, you made her give up the catwalk activities in the United States in this way." ”

Han Mufeng's eyes sank, his eyes opened coldly, and his voice was much more alienated and indifferent than when he spoke to her just now: "You know me very well? ”

Song Rong felt as if her heart could burst out of her throat at any time, she tried her best to stabilize her figure, stared at Han Mufeng's dazzling and exquisite face that did not seem to exist in the world, kept her composure, and continued to speak in a reasonable tone: "Aunt Qing sent me a message just now. I forgot to tell Mr. Han, my surname is Chen, and my name is Chen Songrong. ”

Han Mufeng smiled.

"Mr. Han, I know it's abrupt to meet like this. However, I have known you for a long time. Song Rong's long eyelashes trembled, his face turned slightly pale, and his eyes staring at Han Mufeng were a little sour, but he never had a slight change in expression, she lowered her eyes in frustration, and when she wanted to go back, she heard the other party's elegant and beautiful voice and said, "Miss Chen, can you accompany me to the lounge to sit down?"

Song Rong's eyes were filled with a wisp of expectation, and his heart was filled with a touch of joy.

It's just that the anticipation and joy lasted for less than half a second, Han Mufeng looked in other directions, and opened his mouth again, only six words, crisp and neat: "Complete the blind date task." ”