It wasn't until Jessica tightened her clothes on the side and sneeze involuntarily that Wen Haoran came back to her senses.

Looking at Jessica, who was slightly pale because of the cold river breeze, she whispered, "Let's go." ”

Jessica nodded.

The two people walked side by side, and the yellow lights on the Han River Bridge pulled the figures of the two people into the elder.

On the way back, the car was driven by Wen Haoran, and naturally returned to the apartment quickly.

As for Jessica, she glanced at Wen Haoran who walked into the apartment, drove the car, and returned to her and Krystal's home.

The apartment was very quiet, Wang Cong, who was supposed to rest in the guest room, had long since disappeared, and Wen Haoran would not worry that he would be deceived, so he drank a glass of water and went back to his room to sleep.

After all, I'm going back to MBC tomorrow, and there will be a lot going on the first day.

It's just that the room is still the same room, the bed is still the same bed, and the person is just him.

Lying on the bed, he tossed and turned, got up impatiently, rubbed his hair, rolled over and got out of bed, and took out the cigarette case with only one cigarette left from the pants he had thrown beside him.

Lit sat on the edge of the bed, one hand on his forehead, and smoked a cigarette in distraught.

It wasn't until there was only one cigarette butt left that Wen Haoran extinguished it in the ashtray on the side and lay down on the bed again.

I was half asleep in a daze, but in the middle of the night, I suddenly sat up from the bed covered in cold sweat, and shouted in my mouth, "Xiujing." ”

The hand unconsciously stretched out to the next position, but it was empty and there was no temperature at all.

Looking around in confusion, Wen Haoran sighed and shook his head. Dragging his seemingly heavy body to the bathroom.

I wet the towel with hot water, wiped my face, and looked up at myself in the mirror, my face was bitter.

I went back to my room and lay down, but I couldn't sleep anymore.

The clock on the side showed the time, but it was only four o'clock in the morning.

Wear your own pajamas. walked to the living room and sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, turned on the TV, those late-night talk shows were also full of laughter, but Wen Haoran watched so quietly, without a trace of expression change.

It wasn't until five o'clock in the morning that the door to the apartment was opened, and Wang Cong, who was slightly disheveled, walked in.

"You haven't slept all that night?" looked at the wine bottle in front of Wen Haoran, which was already slightly empty. "Oh, it turned out to be a drink to kill your sorrows, say it earlier, I won't go outside, I'll drink with you at home."

Wen Haoran looked up at Wang Cong, who got up to get a cup for himself, and then lowered his head and drank it to himself.

"By the way, who did you know by coincidence when I was playing today?"

"Who?"

"A director of Y.D Entertainment."

Wang Cong poured a full glass of wine into his goblet, "And he is not an ordinary director." So I sat down and talked about it. The results seem to be good. Tomorrow I made an appointment with him to talk to the president of Y.D Entertainment. If I could, I'd be ready to buy it. ”

"Then congratulations." Wen Haoran raised his hand and raised his glass to Wang Cong.

"It's all up to that beautiful woman at the airport, if she hadn't asked me out to hang out, it wouldn't have been such a good thing. So for the sake of the good fortune she gave me, I was going to stay in Korea for two days and then take her on a trip abroad. Wang Cong said proudly.

"Just don't get glued then."

The two of them had been drinking. In the end, Wen Haoran was stunned to drink Wang Cong, who had been drinking outside for a round, and he was still drinking lightly.

Just like the current wine is water to him, except for a little dizziness, there is no trace of drunkenness.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, Wen Haoran walked into the bathroom and took a bath. After soaking off the wine, I went to MBC.

MBC has already sent an internal notice to the working group of "Wei Xing" yesterday, informing Wen Haoran that he will return to "Wei Xing" as a PD.

Naturally, the staff of "Taste Xing" came to MBC early today to welcome Wen Haoran.

As for the official announcement to the outside world, it is also ready to be issued today, of course, it is Li Xiuyu who is the last to take the blame, and Li Xiuyu's shares have also been re-transferred to his father, and Qingxi has not done anything about this matter.

It's just that Li Xiuyu was seriously warned, and Li Xiuyu's father has more than one son, so naturally he had to knock out his teeth and swallow it.

Yi Shanlian stepped on a pair of black high heels, only the heel was surrounded by a bright silver white stripe, embellished with the otherwise slightly ordinary shoes.

Dressed in black high-waisted leggings, the leg line is perfectly outlined.

A white loose shirt with a hem tied in pants.

The long black hair was a little wavy, casually draped behind him, and he took off the old-fashioned black eyes and put on transparent contact lenses.

looks extraordinarily enchanting and beautiful, not like a PD of MBC, but like the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine, or a fashion designer.

The smile on the corner of his mouth was gentle, and when he saw Wen Haoran, his soft tone was really like a wife.

"I'm back~"

Wen Haoran nodded with a smile and looked at the people behind Yi Shan.

A burst of applause erupted from the hands of the staff.

"Welcome home." The sound of neatness is like a million rehearsals.

"Let's all work hard, I'll first find out about the current situation of the production team, and everyone will get together in the evening, if there are male and female tickets, they can also be brought." The smile didn't seem to rise or fall, and the formula was engraved on the face.

"Inside." The crowd returned to their seats in an instant.

Only Izen frowned.

"Nuna, come in." In a voice that only Yi Shanren could hear, he said in a slightly low voice.

Yi Shanlian heard a trace of exhaustion from it.

The two of them sat at their desks facing each other, and when they came in, Yi Shanlian closed the blinds.

"What's wrong with Krystalxi?"

"Nuna is also under a lot of pressure." Wen Haoran shook his head, but asked Yi Shanlian with concern.

"It's fine. Oma and Abba themselves don't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, if someone hasn't been mentioning it, they probably don't know. I explained a little, but Oma and Abba didn't doubt it. Yi Shanlian also knew that Wen Haoran didn't want to mention the matter of krystal, so he didn't ask again.

"How are the ratings of "Taste Xing"?"

"With the efforts of Kwangsu xi and Brother Shi, it has been maintained at more than 10%, and JTBC's "Please, Refrigerator" does have an impact on us, otherwise it would not have been maintained at only 10% now."

Wen Haoran nodded, "I'm back, and the previous "IAC" is going to start again." You reconnect with the previous guests. Has the problem been solved? ”

Yi Shanlian nodded, although Wen Haoran was gone and "IAC" was cut, she still found two commentators from the Korean e-sports circle as Wen Haoran had instructed before, and reached a consensus with them that as long as the show was needed, they could be in place at any time. (To be continued.) )