850? I don't want to make headlines
My assistant has something to do today. Huo Jincheng groaned slightly, "You can't let me take a taxi by myself, right?" β
Lin Fengwan was speechless.
After thinking about it, I was relieved.
The other party has cooperation with Mu Jinbai and friends, and with the company.
It was impossible for them not to see each other, and if he could keep his distance all the time, she wouldn't have to be so uncomfortable.
So, she didn't refuse.
After eating, she simply packed up her dishes and chopsticks and walked into the kitchen, and just put the cup in the sink, Huo Jincheng also helped her own utensils in.
Lin Fengwan quickly walked around to the other side and walked into the kitchen.
When she went upstairs to change into a set of clothes, put on glasses and went downstairs again, she didn't see Huo Jincheng, she looked around suspiciously, heard a sound in the kitchen, walked over, and saw Huo Jincheng standing on the sink washing dishes at a glance.
The house is old, renovated early and has no dishwasher.
Servants used to do the work, but now she lives alone.
The eldest lady who has been coquettish since she was a child, of course, can't cook, but she just occasionally makes noodles, boils an egg or something like that, and of course the dishwasher is not safe, in the past, Chi Huan asked hourly workers to help her clean up.
Looking at the familiar scene in front of her, she naturally thought of those past events again.
In the past, when the two were together, Huo Jincheng was responsible for washing dishes and cooking.
At that time, Huo Jincheng had just debuted and didn't make much money, so she had a big fight with her father and lost her financial resources.
The days are bitter, but life is sweet.
Taking off his gloves, Huo Jincheng turned his face and saw Lin Fengwan leaning against the doorpost, staring at him in a daze.
She had changed into a suit, an old style, wrapped herself like a nun, and even the pair of eyes were suppressed by the heavy frames.
People in their twenties are dressed as if they are in their thirties.
At that time, I was always smiling, a sunny girl, with a slightly frowning brow and a melancholy face.
He frowned and walked over and took off her glasses: "Why are you dressed like this?" β
Lin Feng came back to his senses late and snatched the glasses from his hand: "You care about me?!" β
To be an actor is to be public, but to be an agent, you must be low-key.
Young girls will suffer if they are too glamorous in this circle.
Turning around and walking over, throwing the prepared bag to him, Lin Fengwan strode to the door: "I don't want to make headlines!" β
Huo Jincheng opened the paper bag, which contained the mask and sunglasses she had prepared for him.
often brings artists, and Lin Fengwan has experience in this regard.
The two got in the car together and drove to the business district, because there were not many people in the mall in the morning.
Following him around the men's clothing area for a few areas, and not seeing him practice things, Lin Fengwan couldn't help but be a little annoyed.
"Do you want to buy it or not?"
"I won't pick, and you don't know." Huo Jincheng took out his wallet and stuffed it for her, "You help me pick it, I'll buy some water." β
If you waste time like this, you won't be able to record.
Lin Fengwan didn't bother to talk to him, so he picked out a shirt and pants casually, pulled out the card from his wallet and handed it to the cashier.
"Please enter the password."
The cashier reminded with a smile.
Lin Fengwan turned his face and didn't see Huo Jincheng.
When he signed a contract to become an actor, he deliberately opened a new card and set the password to her birthday, "so that I won't forget the password."
Raising her finger, she enters the six-digit number and presses OK.
The POS machine prints automatically, and the password is correct.
"Give!"
With one palm reaching over and holding a box of ice cream in the palm of her handβher favorite matcha flavor.