"What are you doing?"

Han Xiyao's cold voice made Han Shuyan and Meng Feibai wake up suddenly, the two hurriedly let go of their entangled arms, Han Shuyan stood up suddenly, and said with a red face and a white face:

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I just want to ask him about some gossip, grandpa, why are you here?"

Han Xiyao snorted coldly and said:

"What? Think I'm bothering you? ”

Han Shuyan trembled when he heard this, and hurriedly opened his mouth to explain:

"No, no, what's that, grandpa, I still have something to do, let's go first."

After speaking, she glared at Meng Feibai, who was holding back a smile, ran out of Han Xiyao's side with a smoke, and even closed the door from the outside very intimately.

Meng Feibai noticed that Han Xiyao's eyes were not quite right when he looked at him, so he hurriedly sat down and said seriously:

"Captain Han, Sister Shu Yan, she really just wants to get some gossip from me, don't get me wrong."

Han Xiyao didn't say anything, he looked Meng Feibai up and down silently, and after a while, he sighed softly, shook his head and walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and said with a complicated expression:

"I still know what my granddaughter's character is, she is not the kind of person who messes around."

Is this believing in the innocence of me and Sister Shu Yan?

Meng Feibai secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"But if you can really get together, then I'm not against it."

Unexpectedly, Han Xiyao changed his words and brought the topic to something that Meng Feibai did not expect.

Meng Feibai, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, almost didn't come up in one breath when he heard this, and then covered his embarrassment with laughter, and explained:

"Hahahaha, Captain Han, you are laughing, it is impossible for Sister Shu Yan to take a fancy to me."

"Oh?"

Han Xiyao looked at Meng Feibai's expression with interest, and then asked rhetorically:

"Do you have a crush on her?"

it?

the?!

Meng Feibai's smile froze on his face.

"Well..."

He was running his brain quickly, thinking about how to say it in order to not only clear his suspicions, but also save the face of the old Han ancestors and grandchildren.

Han Xiyao smiled when he saw this, and opened his mouth to rescue Meng Feibai, who was in a dilemma.

"I'm just kidding, you don't have to take it to heart."

Meng Feibai rolled his eyes in his heart when he heard this, but his mouth responded attentively.

After the two chatted casually for a few more words, Han Xiyao got up with a smile, patted Meng Feibai on the shoulder, and said:

"Okay, I know that girl is here to take you back to Kyoto, this operation has worked hard for you, I hope that the next time I see you, you have recovered your strength, which can also relieve some of the guilt in my heart."

Meng Feibai heard the sincerity and sincerity in Han Xiyao's tone, so he put away his smiling face, nodded solemnly, and said seriously:

"Thank you for the concern of the Han team, I've been giving you trouble during this time."

"Hahahaha, let's do it for myself."

Han Xiyao let out a hearty laugh, patted Meng Feibai's shoulder again, and left the ward with his hands behind his back.

Meng Fei sent Han Xiyao away, and then lay down a little tired, and after a long time, he suddenly frowned, and muttered suspiciously:

"So, he just came to say goodbye to me?"

What he didn't know was that after Han Xiyao left the ward, he returned to his office alone, and after a while, he leaned back in his chair and raised his right hand to look at it carefully, and then let out a sigh.

"I didn't expect that at such an old age, I would calculate a young man, I hope my choice is right..."

......

In the afternoon of the same day, Han Shuyan and Meng Feibai left the Jiangdu branch.

Three hours later, the plane arrived at Kyoto's third airport, and the two dragged their luggage back to the Guohua Building, where the makeup artist had been waiting in the dressing room for a long time.

As soon as Meng Feibai put down his luggage, he was sent to the dressing room.

Half an hour later, Meng Feibai, who was completely refreshed, left Guohua under the leadership of Han Shuyan and rushed to a large-scale event in Kyoto City.

When Meng Feibai appeared on the stage, an exclamation suddenly sounded in the venue, and all the media present focused their spotlights on Meng Feibai.

Meng Feibai maintained an impeccable smile as before in front of the camera, and then calmly completed the performance of the three songs.

Just as he was performing, the fans who got the news in advance began to excitedly exchange their ears.

"Look at it, let's just say that those rumors are all fake, what brother and Wang Yifu are engaged in the foundation, and they are martyred together, all of them are false."

"That's it, my brother is so clean and clean, how can he be like what they say, we have to refute the rumors for my brother when we go back, and by the way, we will give my brother another wave of publicity."

“+1。”

“+2。”

“+10086。”

......

After the performance, Meng Feibai bowed and stepped off the stage, so his fans and almost all the media in the audience instantly dispersed and ran backstage.

In the face of fans and the media, Meng Feibai used to be able to run away without knowing it by relying on his skills and perception ability far beyond ordinary people, but now that he has just run two steps in Pingyang, he was surrounded by countless microphones and flashes, and several media surrounded him, and reporters couldn't wait to pestle the microphone to Meng Feibai's face.

Outside of them, Meng Feibai's fans surrounded them again, so the wide backstage instantly became impassable.

Meng Feibai had never felt that the flashing lights were so dazzling, and the chatter of reporters and the screams of fans were so harsh.

This completely different experience made him almost unable to maintain a calm smile on his face, and at the same time, he could no longer secretly poke and probe the reporters who tried to stick to him to drive away, so he could only be pushed around aggrievedly.

When his face was red and his steps were floating, suddenly there was a commotion outside the encirclement.

A moment later, a tall and mighty bald man pushed away everyone in front of him and came to him under Meng Feibai's excited gaze.

Big Brother Gu!

Meng Feibai, who finally escaped from the sea of suffering, almost shed tears of excitement the moment he saw Gurhan, but he couldn't express his excitement in front of the camera, so he had to cast a grateful look at Gurhan, and then began to calmly face all kinds of tricky questions from reporters under his protection.

After his personal safety was guaranteed, Meng Feibai quickly made all the media reporters look disappointed, and then they finally remembered Meng Feibai's title in the interview world:

Seamless eggs.

The reporters who came and went home did not get a trace of useful information from Meng Feibai's mouth, so they dispersed one after another, and then Meng Feibai and Gurhan were surrounded again by extremely enthusiastic and excited fans.

Meng Feibai greeted them with a smile as he left the scene under the escort of Gurhan.

The enthusiastic fans followed Meng Feibai to the parking lot, at this time Meng Feibai turned around and seriously warned the fans not to follow the car, and after getting the fans' assurance, he smiled and waved to them, and then got into the car.

The car roared away, and what satisfied Meng Feibai was that after he warned him, there were indeed no fans who did such a dangerous thing as following the car.

It wasn't until the commercial car carrying Meng Feibai disappeared that the fans who gathered together reluctantly left.

"I don't know when the next time I see my brother, it's the first time I've seen an artist like him who is not keen on exposure, it's really a headache."

A female fan complained to her companion as she spoke.

"Haha, it's good to get used to it, you must know that he has disappeared twice before, and each time it takes longer than this time, but every time he comes back strongly, he will surprise the fans, so you should look forward to it."

Her companion seems to be an old fan of Meng Feibai, and while comforting her companion, she smiled and told various interesting stories about Meng Feibai from her debut to the present.

"You know a lot, when did you start fanning him?"

The female fan who complained at the beginning asked curiously.

"Me."

Her companion paused for a moment, then raised her head to look in the direction Meng Feibai had left, the red light in her eyes flashing away.

"I like him, but it's been a long, long time..."