Chen Qingwu slept in the hotel all morning before he felt relieved.

At noon, Feng Qi came to see her and brought her a bowl of wontons.

"Teacher Chen, are you okay?" Feng Qi still had lingering palpitations about what happened yesterday, and he still felt guilty when he saw Chen Qingwu. Look at the book

"I'm fine." Chen Qingwu smiled at her.

"That's good, I was really scared to death yesterday, I knew that I would have squeezed you into our car, I also wanted to make you sit comfortably, I didn't expect such a thing to happen, I was so uncomfortable that I didn't sleep all night."

"It's over, you don't have to feel guilty anymore."

Feng Qi nodded: "Yes, now that the matter is over, Song Anxiu has left the crew, and you don't have to see her again."

"Song An-so left the crew?" Chen Qingwu was surprised.

"Yes."

"Because of yesterday?"

"Yes." Feng Qi leaned over and lowered his voice as if the wall had ears, "I heard that Mr. Duan put pressure on the director, and the director had no choice but to persuade Song Anxiu, what Mr. Duan meant was that she wanted Song Anxiu to apologize to you, but she didn't agree to this, too, she could find a good excuse to leave the crew halfway, but if she really apologized, it would be tantamount to admitting that she wanted to harm you, and she must have weighed the pros and cons."

Chen Qingwu didn't think that the crew would directly give up the heroine because of yesterday's incident, thinking about it, Duan Jincheng must have mediated in the middle.

"And what about the next play?"

"The director has already found a new heroine." Feng Qi broke another shocking news, "Actually, the heroine of this play was not Song Anxiu from the beginning, she cut off her beard, and now, the director has brought back the original actress."

So how to say it, what doesn't belong to you, even if you grab it, you will lose it in the end.

The two were talking in the room when the doorbell rang again.

Chen Qingwu went to open the door.

The person standing outside the door was Duan Jin Cheng.

"Are you better?" As he asked, he reached out to probe her forehead.

This action is too intimate, and it is easy to think crookedly when seen at the door, not to mention that there is still Feng Qi standing in the room, Chen Qingwu subconsciously took a step back and avoided his hand.

Duan Jin Cheng didn't suffer a loss, and took advantage of the gap in her step back, and directly entered the room and walked into her room.

Feng Qi looked at this scene with some embarrassment.

"Duan...... Mr. Duan."

"You're there too." Duan Jin Cheng's tone was calm.

"Yes, I came to see Teacher Chen, brought her a bowl of wontons, and was about to leave." Feng Qi had already seen that the relationship between Duan Jincheng and Chen Qingwu was not simple, and she didn't want to stay as a light bulb, so she immediately decided to slip away.

Duan Jincheng watched Feng Qi close the door and leave, before turning around and continuing to approach Chen Qingwu.

"Are you better?" He asked again.

"It's okay."

Duan Jincheng's gaze swept over the unmoved wontons on the table: "Is it that you have no appetite or don't want to eat wontons?"

"I haven't had time to eat it yet, it's too hot just now."

"Okay, then you can eat." He said and sat down on the couch.

Chen Qingwu was a little inexplicable: "You want to sit here and watch me eat?"

"It's okay if you don't look at it, you can eat it yourself." He looked away, grabbed a magazine from the coffee table, and began to flip through it.

Chen Qingwu reflexively reached out and snatched the magazine and hid it behind him.

There is an interview with Duan Jin Cheng in this magazine, which she bought when she passed by the newsstand on the first day of coming to the film and television city, and she was just curious at the time, if he saw it, it would be impossible to tell.

"What are you looking for me?" She tried to digress the subject.

Duan Jincheng didn't answer and laughed: "What are you hiding? Isn't there an interview with me?"

Turns out he knew.

Chen Qingwu was desperate, he knew that he wouldn't rob it, and if he grabbed it, he couldn't say it clearly.

"Buy my magazine......" he leaned over, elbows resting on his thighs, and looked up at her, "I want to know."

Has anything happened to me in the past few years? Actually, you can ask me directly."

"I bought it casually, I didn't know it had an interview with you." Chen Qingwu said, throwing the magazine back on the coffee table, "Don't be sentimental."

The four words "self-inflicted affection" will not cause any waves in Duan Jincheng at this time, of course, no matter how ruthless she says now, it will not change his determination to be together.

He glanced at her ravioli, "Do you eat it or not?" If you don't eat it, I'll take you to something else."

"Eat." Chen Qingwu hurriedly went over and scooped a wonton and put it in his mouth.

She didn't want to waste Feng Qi's mind, and she didn't want to go out with him alone to eat anything else.

Duan Jincheng sat on the sofa, patiently watched her eat, and when she finished eating, he took the initiative to get up and come over to help her clean up the lunch box on the table.

Chen Qingwu hurriedly stopped: "Don't move, I'm not sick enough to take care of myself."

He doesn't force it, either.

After Chen Qingwu finished cleaning up the garbage on the dining table, seeing that Duan Jin Cheng was still sitting there calmly, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you looking for me?"

"Want to go out and walk around?"

"I don't want to." Chen Qingwu directly refused.

"I thought you'd want to see the little oranges."

"Who's Orange?"

"The puppy you picked up."

「……」

Chen Qingwu was successfully tricked into the car by Duan Jincheng, after all, it was the puppy she picked up, no matter whether she raised it or not, she wanted to see it again.

The pet hospital is about an hour's drive from the hotel, and along the way, Chen Qingwu was a little apprehensive, guessing what happened to the puppy's leg?

She really hopes that the puppy's leg will heal, and she will never become like her.

Duan Jin Cheng saw that she always turned her head to look at the scenery outside the car window, and looked preoccupied, so he lowered and raised the window on her co-pilot's side to attract her attention.

"What for?" Chen Qingwu finally turned back to look at him.

"Why don't you ask me why you named the dog Little Orange?"

"Why?"

"Guess first."

"Because you like to eat oranges?"

"It's not."

"That's because you like orange?"

"What I like is blue."

How can this be guessed?

Chen Qingwu was about to put it on the table, when a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his head, and another possibility came to mind: "Little Orange's 'Orange's, isn't it the 'Orange' of the Fruit Orange, but Duan Jincheng's 'Cheng's?"

He smiled, "Of course, it can also be Chen Qingwu's 'Chen."

So this little orange is just taken from the pronunciation of the overlapping of their names, and it doesn't really have a name yet.

"Which do you think is better?" Duan Jincheng let her have an idea.

"I think it's better to call Blackie." Chen Qingwu deliberately did not understand the amorous feelings.

"No, you can only choose one of three names." He's rarely domineering.

"Why should I listen to you, this is the dog I picked up?"

"Because I proposed to give it a name first, and everything will come first."

His words seem a bit logical, but the logic is far-fetched.

Chen Qingwu couldn't think of a better name to surprise him for a while, so he could only resign himself to his fate: "Then the little orange, the little orange of the fruit orange."

After all, "Xiao Chengzi" and "Xiao Chenzi" are too personal, and it is not certain who will raise this dog in the future, so it is more appropriate to take a name for the general public first.

"Okay."