Today I was filming in a museum, and I saw a big box truck full of crew parked on a dead-end road from a distance.

There are more than 20 cars on the face, which is very spectacular.

Outside the cordon, residents of surrounding homes craned their necks to look in.

Someone stumbled and said, "This is filming Wolf Warrior 2, right?" ”

"Another person said that it was The Wandering Earth 2!"

Mu Chengcheng bent in from the cordon, and the production crew nodded when they saw her from a distance.

walked all the way to the museum, but happened to see Bai Zhifan waiting on the side, sleeping on a recliner.

Mu Chengcheng walked over with a thin velvet blanket from the clothing group and lightly covered Bai Zhifan's body.

He frowned, a little upset: "Xiaoqing, I don't want it, take it away." ”

Mu Chengcheng couldn't help but look at him with a smile: "If you catch a cold, you won't take a holiday, it will affect the progress of the crew, and the salary will not be compensated..."

Bai Zhifan opened his eyes suddenly, almost half stood up, sat down again, and smiled: "Why are you here, Xiao Mu?" ”

Mu Chengcheng was stunned for a moment and smacked his tongue: "Brother Xiaobai is arrogant and arrogant, you dare to call me Xiao Mu!" ”

Bai Zhifan turned sideways and pulled another folding chair and patted the chair surface: "Sit down, it's so late, you're here to eat the crew's supper, right?"

Xiaoqing responded to the call and brought supper, and when she saw that Mu Chengcheng was coming, she returned the same way as if she was electrocuted.

Bai Zhifan caught a glimpse of Xiao Qing, the corners of his lips raised unnaturally, he simply stood up to block Mu Chengcheng's sight, and said, "After filming today, it's a third of the way through, Xiao Mu, are you happy?" Your first play. ”

Mu Chengcheng nodded immersively: "Looking back, I'm really lucky to be able to invite a big star like you in the first play..."

Bai Zhifan's clean smile seems to hide many stars that will not be bright.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and pat Mu Chengcheng's head: "yes, if you hadn't bumped into me in the mall that day, how could you have invited such a dedicated actor as me....."

"That day? Mall? ”

Mu Chengcheng never liked Lan Chaojin patting her on the head, but he didn't dodge Bai Zhifan's hand.

There was still a tranquil water color in his eyes, and the memory was suddenly pulled back to the first day he and Lan Chaojin met.

In the mall, he was dragged to the side by a man who was tightly wrapped and dodged the paparazzi.

"That's you!" Mu Chengcheng screamed violently, but Bai Zhifan covered his mouth.

The distance between the two men became very close.

Bai Zhifan bent over and leaned over, and Mu Chengcheng stopped sitting on his back and raised his face.

This ambiguous atmosphere did not make Mu Chengcheng realize that something was wrong, and she was still unexpectedly rubbing her memory: "I always thought that the jewelry night was the first time we met..."

"I didn't go that time, but someone posted a circle of friends with something to do, and it was accompanied by a nice selfie...."

Mu Chengcheng stared at Bai Zhifan's eyes and didn't speak for a long time.

It wasn't until he heard someone shouting "It's time to shoot" that Bai Zhifan slowly straightened up and took two steps back.

He raised a leisurely smile and tilted his head: "You rest, Xiao Mu, I'm going to film, there are two more left..."

As soon as he turned his head, he stopped uneasily: "You're going to wait for me to call it a day, right?" ”

Mu Chengcheng was disturbed by this strange night.

She was still thinking about what Bai Zhifan said.

In the dark night, some people chattered together and knocked the crew CP, and some people recorded this scene and sent it to Lan Chaojin.

Lan Chaojin sat in the huge mansion, and his angry muscles burst out.

He suppressed the layers of anger, and only turned into a dark look of forbearance.

He tapped the desktop continuously with his fingertips, and the cooperation agreement sent by Mu's father stayed on the screen of his mobile phone.

Nighttime dreams.

When Mu Chengcheng took Mu's father and mother to the Lan family manor, the abalone gift boxes in the hands of the three of them looked very childish.

Father Mu muttered: "I still dragged someone from Hong Kong to send the best abalone overnight, as big as Chengcheng's face, how does this seem, some can't take it..."

Mu Chengcheng rolled his eyes: "Dad, are you insulting abalone or slandering me?" ....”

Father Mu smiled dryly, looked at the people waiting by the carved iron gate and said, "Look at the housekeepers, they all look more magnificent than my vice president..."

Mu Mu interrupted at the right time: "Okay, Lao Mu, our family is a woman, no matter what, you have to hold it a little, don't envy people, envy people..."

Mu Chengcheng hurriedly answered: "My mother is right. ”

Mu Chengcheng drove the car into the underground parking lot as instructed, and Lan Chaojin waited at the elevator early.

The three of them walked over, and Father Mu warmly held Lan Chaojin's hand: "Jin'er, have you waited for a long time, the traffic jam is terrible." ”

Lan Chaojin shook his head gentlemanly, leaned over slightly and made a "please" posture: "The road here is off, it's really not easy to walk, Cheng Cheng is tired of driving, right?" ”

He looked back at Mu Chengcheng.

Mu Chengcheng pulled up his hair lazily today, wore a simple yellow satin dress, and had a light strawberry-colored lip gloss on his lips, and the whole person looked vibrant.

It's just that this vitality will never be given by Lan Chaojin.

He understood.

Lan Chaojin walked diagonally behind Mu Chengcheng, and the anger in his eyes became obscure little by little.

He admonished himself in his heart that a hunter should not like his prey.

This can only be a bad thing.

So he looked away, turned to Father Mu with an indifferent smile that had been tempered for a long time, and said, "My father also prepared a gift for you, uncle. ”

Father Mu pushed the gift box in his hand: "This time we are here to eat at your house, we will bring gifts, don't break the bank!" ”

Lan Chaojin smiled warmly: "You'll know later." ”

Although the second elder of the Mu family is also a person who has seen the world, there is still a gap between this kind of rich man standing at the top of the pyramid.

They kept looking around.

As far as the eye can see, Lanfu is a work of art, not a cheesy accumulation of money.

"Why didn't we know about this manor before..."Father Mu admired as he followed Lan Chaojin's footsteps.

"This garden was built by my uncle twenty years ago, and he was going to come to Nancheng to expand his business territory at that time, and it happens to be used now, otherwise it will be vacant all the time, and it will be a waste..."

Father Mu shook his head: "Speaking of your uncle, he is really a legend, Lan Tiankuo, this name is a person who does great things, what is the richest list this year?" ”

"Seventh." Lan Chaojin curled his lips lightly, and stretched out his hand to push open the two doors wrapped in black velvet: "It's here, please come in." ”

The greetings of Lan's father and Lan's mother also sounded in harmony.

The two families greeted each other warmly and enjoyed each other.

Mu Chengcheng politely handed over the gift to the Lan family's servant, and then stood straight beside Mu's father.

"Lao Mu, although it is a family banquet between our two families today, I still called a particularly good friend, don't you mind?" Father Lan raised his hand and pointed inside.

The banquet hall of the Lan family is like a private room of a hotel, and outside is a place to drink tea, with a sea of tea carved from pear blossom wood, and a whole wall of rare tea leaves.

A small round arched door enters, and you turn through a long corridor of Hui architecture, and inside is an extremely spacious dining room.

In the middle of the dining room was a marble-topped round table with delicate flower arrangers, flanked by two maids dressed in blue.

At this time, there was already a man sitting on the throne.