On that day, the sun was just right, the breeze was not dry, and the flowers in the yard were blooming just right.

The third-class palace maid who was sweeping the floor in the courtyard, when she heard the voice and looked back, she met the man wearing a jujube palace robe, holding a dust whisk, and a jade tree in the wind.

He stood under the wooden tree and smiled softly, like the last streamer of autumn day.

The third-class palace maid recognized it at a glance, it was the new father-in-law in the palace.

The father-in-law under the tree saw that she was stupid, and couldn't help but smile and ask, "Are you the palace maid of Zhongcui Palace?"

The palace maid came back to her senses and hurriedly saluted: "The slave maid is the third-class maid of the mother."

"My name is Xiu'an." The father-in-law approached her, and in the frightened trembling of the palace maid, he took off the petals stained on her hair, and said softly: "You don't have to be afraid of me, I just say hello to you."

He behaved like a gentle and elegant son, with the elegance that a lowly slave did not have, and the servant girl was even more humble as dust, and he didn't dare to speak.

Seeing her trembling appearance, her father-in-law was quite interesting, patted her shoulder gently, and smiled: "If you have anything in the future, you can come to me."

The palace maid responded with trepidation, and the father-in-law saw that she was afraid, so he didn't dwell on it anymore, turned around and left, and the third-class palace maid watched him gradually move away, with a faint hope in her eyes.

"Cards!" Lin Feng shouted, interrupting Wen Cha, who was immersed in the performance, with a smile on his face, and he praised without hesitation: "The performance is good."

Wen Cha peeked at the man who was playing against him, raised his eyes and smiled: "It's Mr. Chen who cooperates well."

Lin Feng glanced at the investors standing beside Wen Cha and agreed: "I didn't expect Mr. Chen to have such a talent, if you are interested, you can play a role in the play?"

The man shook his head, indicating that he was not interested, he took off his coat from the chair, and said lightly, "She's over?"

Lin Fengxin said that of course it was over, before the audition, he did think that Wencha might be a vase because of many external factors, but when he auditioned, he might not be able to try out how many real skills he had, but this acting skill was more than enough to deal with this drama.

"Come over tomorrow to sign the contract, and go directly to the crew in three days."

The man didn't speak, put on a blazer, walked to Wen Cha's side, and said in a cold voice: "Let's go?"

This sentence made other people who hadn't left look sideways, this person was really Wencha's thighs.

These thighs are too big and too thick!

Wen Cha looked at him with all kinds of eyes, and said without changing his face: "If you don't bother Mr. Chen."

"Hmm." The man raised his feet and left first, and coldly dropped a sentence: "Keep up."

Wen Cha followed, and Su An, who was guarding outside, almost jumped up when she saw her excited, "Cha Cha, just now the screenwriter told me that you have passed, have you really passed??" ”

Wen Cha nodded, and Su An couldn't wait to hug her and kiss her: "I didn't mistake you at all, you are really my lucky one, the treasure in your palm!"

Before Wen Cha could push him away, he stretched out a hand out of thin air to isolate Wen Cha from Su An's arms, Su An was about to turn his head angrily, and the moment he saw the man's face, he instantly withered like a teddy who was about to be a day.

He swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and the orchid fingers that he usually couldn't put down were cramping: "Chen, Mr. Chen!"

"Hmm." The man pulled Wen Cha to his side, looked down at Su An's face condescendingly, there was no joy or anger on his face, and after a while, he didn't say a word, and walked out with Wen Cha.

Su An, who was left behind, looked confused: "......" Hey! What's going on? Who exactly is the broker??

Out of the building, the usual car was waiting outside, and the driver was the one Wen Cha was familiar with.

"Sponge misses you today." The man pulled the car door for her and said coldly, "If you can, you can stay in the villa this afternoon."

Warm tea: "...... Sorry, I still need to read the script and memorize the lines......"

"Everything is ready for you." It seems that she had long expected her to say, "In the villa, there is nothing missing." ”

Wen Cha: "......" Well, people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads......

She sat in the car, but before she could move, the man sat quietly beside her.

Leg to leg, shoulder to shoulder, and even smell each other's breath.

Wen Cha was a little wrong with the whole thing, and he slowly moved some positions to barely breathe calmly.

Along the way, the two of them didn't say a word until they almost arrived at the Qianlong Bay villa area, and the man condescended to say: "The bracelet on your hand is very beautiful."

Wen Cha lowered his head, looked at the turquoise bracelet with a clear white shadow on his wrist, and replied, "A friend gave it to me."

The man was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses for a moment, and said ominously: "Boyfriend?"

Wen Cha: "......" how to answer this......

"Can't answer?"

"No," Wen Cha shook her head and thoughtfully, "It's a good friend."

"Hmm." The man got the answer, didn't ask anything more, glanced at the bracelet, turned his head, and closed his eyes gently, as if the curiosity just now was just a whim.

Of course, Wen Cha didn't think much about it, she secretly guessed that the big guy really felt that the atmosphere was embarrassing, so she wanted to ease the atmosphere.

When the car arrived at the villa, the man walked straight away, Wen Cha chased him out quickly, and shouted: "Mr. Chen, I've known you for so long, I don't know your name."

The man's tall, straight figure stopped, and paused for a long time before he realized what she had asked.

She actually asked him what his name was......

That's a terrible question.

The two haven't even exchanged names......

The man slowly looked sideways, his eyes nailed to her, like a knife, swishing coldly, "My name is Chen Shuang." ”

After saying this, he didn't say a word to Wen Cha again, and walked away quickly, with an unspeakable anger in his back.

Annoyed what, Wen Cha didn't see it.

Aged frost.

She touched her nose, the name was quite nice, but her temper was too bad.

Wen Cha followed his pace into the yard, the little short legs seemed to know that she was coming today, and waited at the door early in the morning, excited to see her alive, very happy.

Seeing that it was going to repeat its old tricks and play the game of pulling out the mountains and covering the world, Wen Cha thought about it and indulged it.

In three days, she will join the crew, and at that time, the days of watching the little short legs will gradually decrease, and the little guy is estimated to be thin again, thinking about it, she feels so unhappy.

The little short legs ran far away, jumped and rushed towards her, raised in the posture of a comet hitting the earth, under the influence of Newton's apple theory, with the momentum of pulling out the mountain, smashed into her arms, the chubby body, Wen Cha's hand was about to be broken, Wen Cha couldn't support its weight, retreated to the grass on the side, fell into the grass, and fell on all fours.

Warm tea blinded: "......"

I never thought I would fall so badly, I couldn't even say a word.

All the scenes fell into the eyes of the man standing in front of the window, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and his eyes were raised.