"You're still ??? in City C"

"What should you do with that variety show tomorrow?!!!"

"Didn't I tell you the day after tomorrow?"

Yan Chong was about to cry, he was really about to cry, "Bei Shao! But we signed a contract with them before tomorrow, tomorrow!! ”

What do you want!!

"Just say hello to them."

Yan Chong, "......"

So, when Ye Beichen refused to come back, Yan Chong could only go to say hello to the boss of the variety show.

When the other party was very unhappy, although Yan Chong was very flustered, he could only put on a tough posture shamelessly.

The other party estimated that it was also because of Ye Beichen's traffic, even if he was very disgusted with his behavior, he could only agree with disgust.

After all, the excuse Yan Chong gave was that Ye Beichen was very "weak" and sick after running back and forth.

As soon as he hung up the phone, the mobile phone "dingdong" sounded, and Yan Chong opened it to be Ye Beichen's Weibo prompt.

- "Tonight's date, hey, hey, hey." ”

Yan Chong, "......"

……

After Bai Weiwei got out of the car, she was praised again.

What an evil capitalist.

No, it's a cash cow of all evils, don't you want to be so proud!

In the past, in City A, where every inch of land was gold, everyone could afford a four-story mansion.

C city is on the seaside, and Ye Beichen was able to buy a 3-story villa by the sea, with a swimming pool with a flashing blue and blue light.

"This is your home?"

"Hmm."

"Why are you so rich?"

Are celebrities really that profitable?

It's no wonder that people in the entertainment industry are squeezing their heads to get a piece of the pie.

Ye Beichen hugged Bai Weiwei from behind, his hot breath in her ear, "Madame, don't you feel very proud?" Have a husband who will make money? ”

"Uh......"

Bai Weiwei really didn't think about it.

If it weren't for Ye Beichen mentioning this matter, she would still be immersed in the illusion that it was just Ye Beichen's home and that she had nothing to do with her.

This night, Bai Weiwei and Ye Beichen went to bed from the car last night.

A man who has always been known for his moderation, once he tastes umami, he is out of control.

Originally, the sweatshirt on Bai Weiwei's body had already been crumpled, and there were many ambiguous traces on it.

Bai Weiwei wanted to go back, but Ye Beichen's hand grabbed her tightly.

"Sleep! I'll send you back tomorrow morning. ”

He really wanted to sleep with Bai Weiwei in his arms, even if it was just hugging.

Bai Weiwei was silent for a while, nodded, and shrank into Ye Beichen's arms.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at Bai Weiwei, who retracted back into his arms, and after thinking about it, he still asked that sentence.

"Weiwei, after your brother's leukemia is cured, why did you go to City C?"

Bai Weiwei is a person from City A, and many people in big cities have a relatively unified idea.

It's just that I don't want to go to other places.

After all, their local city is prosperous enough, and many people in other cities don't need to go to City A, which is nothing as good as City A, but City C, where tourism is more developed.

What he didn't know was why she didn't know herself, and when he went to look for her that day, she would refuse so much.

"Because ......"

Bai Weiwei shrank in Ye Beichen's arms, her eyes slightly deep.

10 years ago, after Bai Bin received SUNNY's bone marrow, Bai Tao's family knew that he was not dead and worried that their family would make a comeback.

So they had the idea of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, and they arranged for a group of people to splash red paint and break the glass windows in front of Bai Weiwei's house every day.