just sat in the car all night, and the next morning, Yin Xiao saw Wen Muyao walking out of the hotel with a small bag, and wanted to go up to chase her, but remembering her disgusted gaze last night, she didn't dare.

After thinking about it, he left the hotel, and at the same time, Wen Muyao slowly walked to the set.

She had two scenes this morning, and she came to the lounge in advance to go through the plot that she had memorized a long time ago, opened the makeup box as usual, and took out the things she would use later.

Soon Xiaomeng arrived, she came in with a large bouquet of flowers, and said excitedly: "Sister Yaoyao, I saw Mr. Yin at the door of the studio just now, and he asked me to give you this bouquet of flowers." ”

After speaking, she put the flowers on the table and packed up her things to prepare for Wen Muyao's makeup.

She is actually a gossip person, and she is especially curious about what is going on with Wen Muyao and Yin Xiao.

But she knows her identity, she is just a makeup artist, and it is better to honestly put on makeup and not talk too much, so no matter how curious she is, she has never asked anything that should not be asked.

Wen Muyao nodded, picked up the flower, and found a card inside.

The card is handwritten with a black pen, Yin Xiao's words are very good-looking, the strength is strong and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the gesture is as domineering as his person, but the words written are very soft: "I know it's wrong, I shouldn't have been so impulsive yesterday, forgive me?" ”

“……”

With a snap, Wen Muyao buckled the card on the table, with some secret hatred in his heart.

If you know you did something wrong yesterday, why did you do it at the time?

She tossed the card a little farther away and looked down at the flower in her hand.

This bouquet of flowers is the kind of doll flower, with many cute dolls sandwiched between the branches, and it is a certain anime character that she liked when she was a child.

The avatar of her WeChat account is this anime character, and I don't know why Yin Xiao is so coincidental, and she bought something she likes.

Wen Muyao thought about it, took out a few dolls and put them in the drawer, handed the remaining large bunch of roses to Xiao Meng, and said with a smile: "Xiao Meng, these flowers will be given to you, you can take them home after work." ”

“…… It's true? ”

Xiaomeng was very surprised.

This is a very expensive Juliet rose, she can't afford it with her salary, but this flower is very beautiful, she likes it very much, and now Wen Muyao can give it to her is really good.

Seeing that Xiaomeng liked it, Wen Muyao nodded: "You can take it away after work, now let's work first." ”

"Okay, thank you, Sister Yaoyao! I'll put your makeup on you. ”

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Muyao called Yin Yiguo after finishing a day's filming and asked him if he had time to come out for dinner in the evening.

Yin Yiguo was very happy to hear her invitation, he happened to go to the hospital for a review today, and now he is outside, he can go directly to pick her up, so he said hello.

Hanging up the phone, Wen Muyao packed up and went out, got in the car for a quarter of an hour and asked Yin Yiguo about today's review, and learned that Yin Yiguo's condition was very stable, so he was relieved.

She then took the tie box out of her bag and handed it to him.

"Uncle Yin, this is the tie I bought for you, see if you like it."

Yin Yiguo hurriedly took the tie box, and said overjoyed: "Yaoyao bought something for my uncle, uncle will take a look." ”

As long as it is something that Wen Muyao bought, even if it is so ugly that he doesn't look at it, he will like it, not to mention that Wen Muyao has a good eye, and the dark blue tie he picked is very good.

Yin Yiguo said yes repeatedly, took out the tie and looked at it, and put it away when he was almost at the restaurant, and said with a smile: "Uncle is going to attend a banquet in a few days, and he is going to wear a suit again, so he will wear the tie when the time comes." ”