Chapter 67: (2)

"You should talk to people first, and the tone is polite and humble, saying that I am answering the phone, and I will give it back to Huo in a while."
The little assistant listened and nodded.
When the little assistant went out, Zhao Hai couldn't help but sigh.
This is a deep feeling, this is still not what it is, that is, let the paparazzi take a photo, sent it to the Internet, just got a momentum, Li Jinyuan called, followed by Huo Chengming... catch up The attitude of the old father!
Being out of the spirit, Zhao Hai heard the voice of Li Jinyuan’s cold voice coming out: "Is Mr. Zhao listening?"
"In the presence of Li Shao, this is the case..."
"... Although this should not be said to me, but Chen Ge has always been very good in the circle, Li Shao should also know. Chen Ge really likes Miss Zhong, so Miss Zhong has a meal, so Officially apologized to Miss Zhong. As for the others, isn't it all about natural development? Li Shao assured that Chen Ge is not a mess."
Li Jinyuan was at that end, but the more he listened, the more he felt that his brain was being stirred up.
The whole head is almost blasted.
Zhao Haiyue emphasized that Wen Yuchen is not chaotic. He really likes Yun Yun, and the emotions accumulated by Li Jinyuan's heart are rising and expanding.
"Mr. Zhao." He whispered.
Zhao Hai is at this end, I don’t know why my heart trembles.
At this time, the assistant once again knocked on the door. The pace of the assistant was more flustered and anxious. Before he stood still in front of Zhao Hai, the assistant was vocal: "Zhao Ge, telephone, new phone... ..."
"Is it still there?" Zhao Hai had to deal with it.
The little assistant shook his head and swallowed his throat: "No, no, that, Secretary Lang..."
Zhao Hai also swallowed.
Lang family, he has heard it.
Everyone has a family, Langjin is not only a veritable official second generation, but also a right-handed official.
He remembered that the hot search said that this secretary is the cousin of Zhong Yuhuan. That thing is very obvious, this is also for Zhong Yuhuan.
Zhao Hai swallowed again and felt Alexander.
Originally, he felt that Wen Yuchen liked Zhong Yuhuan. He was very young and well-educated. What's more, people are now sitting on such a fortune. Such a good object, who is not rushing to want? But now, Zhao Hai suddenly feels that if Wen Yuchen and Zhong Yu are happy, how much pressure is this?
The home of Zhong Yuhuan is Ding Jia. He is in charge of the right of Zhong’s family. He has a brother who is engaged in industry. He has a big star brother. The coward’s family is even worse. Everyone is a real-powered person...
I haven’t been in love yet. If I fall in love later, because of something, it’s irritating that Miss Zhong has dropped a few drops of Golden Peas, so let’s not let them join hands.
"Mr. Zhao." Li Jinyuan’s voice passed again from the receiver.
Zhao Hai whispered: "Li Shao, how do you want to deal with this?"
Li Jinyuan suddenly heard this question, but it became even more annoying.
What do you want to do?
How to deal with it?
That thought floated in my mind - "I hope that Wen Yuchen doesn't like her, don't try to approach her, don't pursue her."
But this thought, Li Jinyuan himself felt unreasonable.
Even if he is nominally a younger brother, he has absolutely not interfered with her right to fall in love.
What do I want?
What am I doing?
Li Jinyuan’s brain has a moment of opportunity, and the whole person is immersed in confusion and anger.
"Let's do it. After that, I will tell you the contents of your call to Chen Ge, let Chen Ge talk to you? It's not a problem. Just now Mr. Huo and Mr. Lang also called, I have to go back and call." Zhao Hai said.
Li Jinyuan hangs up the phone.
Zhao Hai quickly returned to Huo Chengming.
The content of the phone is almost the same as that of Li Jinyuan. Zhao Hai is also a swearing swear, saying that Wen Yuchen is really sincere, but did not expect that this did not annihilate the other party's anger, but let the other party's anger even worse. .
Zhao Hai just scratched his head and didn't want to understand why.
Is it that they think he is talking?
Zhao Hai did not have time to think about it, and hurriedly returned to Langjin.
"I called, I want to know, to what extent did Mr. Wen and my sister go?" Lang Jinzhi’s voice was with a cold smell, and it made Zhao Hai feel like he was reporting to the leader. If you don't feel good, you have to get out of the way.
"No, it was just a meal, just a meal. Although Chen Ge has a good impression on Miss Zhong, but it is only this way." Zhao Hai raised his hand and wiped his sweat while talking.

Why are you photographed by a dog?

"The recent topic of Miss Zhong is very high, so there must be a paparazzi."
"When is Mr. Wen free? I need to meet Mr. Wen."
Zhao Hai’s heart suddenly mentioned the eyes of the blind man:
This, you, see when you are convenient...

After the finalization of the time, Zhao Hai hang up the phone, Zhao Haiyi sat on the ground.
He followed Wen Yuchen in the past few years, and he has also seen people with great winds and waves, but he has never felt the pressure like never before.
The isothermal 雍辰 ended the notice and returned to the studio. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zhao Hai sitting softly on the sofa.
These two people, one with a spring breeze, one with a pale face.
"Chen brother, let's talk about it."
"Well?" Wen Yuchen looked at him inexplicably.
"Do you have to be Miss Zhong?" Zhao Haidun paused and told the three-way phone that he experienced today to Wen Yuchen.
"That doesn't matter, I will find a way for them to recognize me. The most important thing is Miss Zhong's own meaning." Wen Yuchen said easily.
Just saying this sentence, his heart also slightly raised some thorns.
He felt a bit strange, but he could say clearly what was strange and he could not say clearly.
Probably the reaction of Li Jinyuan and Huo Chengming was too radical? Although Mr. Lang also called, the wording and tone between them was slightly different... Where is the difference?
Wen Yuchen does not know.
Also, Mr. Lang, they don’t know that Miss Zhong already has a boyfriend?
Still, Miss Zhong’s reply in the news was fake. In fact, she does not have a boyfriend?
These, Wen Yuchen still do not know.
Zhong Yuhuan didn't know that she just had a meal with Wen Yuchen. Not only did the network blow up, but even Langjin's capital noticed it. All of a sudden everyone was nervous.
She returned home, did not wait for Li Jinyuan and Huo Chengming, and they drew an afternoon painting in the room, then washed and slept.
The next day, together with the bed, Zhong Yuhuan was ready to go with the program group to record the next program.
Just after she got up, she found that the staff of the program group rarely arrived at the villa on time. Zhong Yuhuan touched out the mobile phone and was ready to call the program group to ask. The result was first received a call from Lang Jinzhi.
"Cousin?"
Is it today that Lang Jinzhi sent her to the airport?
"I will pick you up later, we will accompany the grandfather for a breakfast, then I will send you to the airport. Li Jinyuan and Huo Chengming have also notified me." Lang Jinzhi said at the other end.
Zhong Yu’s voice echoed:
Well, okay. What special day is it today?

"No, it’s just that the grandfather missed you." Lang Jin’s pause, suddenly with an unspeakable tone, said a sentence that killed him before he would never say: "I miss you too. ""
Zhong Yuhuan couldn't help but laughed out: "Okay, then I am waiting for my cousin at home. I also want cousin."
Compared with recording programs, of course, family is more important!
Langjinzhi at the end of the phone, the slightly wrinkled eyebrows immediately stretched out.
Her voice still has a naive and delicate taste. Only in the face of Zhong Chi, she is like a hedgehog, and Zhong Chi is dead, she will restore the previous look.
When it is soft, it is soft to the heart of the person.
So of course he will stare well, no matter who she is in love with, she must make sure she is happy.
Instead of being like her when she lost her mother, he was unable to do anything for her and let her down.
......
Not long after, Cheng Secretary drove the car outside the villa.
Cheng secretary got off the bus and helped Zhong Yuhuan put the luggage into the trunk. After Lang Jinzhi took Zhong Yuhuan to the car, she bent over and tied her seat belt.
"Huo Chengming, have they passed by themselves?"
"Ok."
Fasten your seat belt and Langjin straightened up.
Zhong Yuhuan then touched the mobile phone and began to read the Weibo comments to Langjin, all of which were praised. Of course, this time, she did not choose those words that were too hot, lest Langjin listen to suffocation on the spot.
"...all are boasting cousins." After waiting for a while, Zhong Yuhuan grinned, and this stopped for a while.
She turned to look at Lang Jinzhi and wanted to see what kind of expression would appear on his face. As a result, Langjin had no fluctuations, but she looked at her fixedly, her eyes brought a little softness that was not noticeable.
Zhong Yuhuan squatted.
She read this to him and wanted to let him know that he was especially popular and flattering. He doesn't need to be as harsh as himself, he is already very good.
However, Lang Jinzhi did not seem to respond to this.
Also, things that are late are still late and will not have any impact.
Treating himself harshly, he has already carved into his bones.
Zhong Yuhuan was a little uncomfortable at the end of his heart and couldn’t help but screamed: "Cousin."

Hmmm?
Lang Jinzhi looked at her and said,
Is there anything to boast about?

Zhong Yuhuan said with a cheeky face: "Of course, there are still quite a few!"
"Let those who praise you."
Zhong Yuhuan opened his mouth: "...what I am embarrassed."
Lang Jinzhi: "Then I read."
Said, he took out his mobile phone and expertly logged into Weibo. Zhong Yuhuan looked at the operation of this series:? ? ?
When did Lang Jin learn?
In the impression of Zhong Yuhuan, Langjin’s mobile phone does not have any software that is intimate with entertainment.
Don't talk about Weibo, and he won't even take a hit with him.
Will you still brush Weibo now?
Not only that, but Zhong Yuhuan also recalled that she just saw a few familiar video app icons from his mobile phone screen.
I didn’t wait for Zhong Yu to return to God. Lang Jinzhi has opened the comment area and whispered:
Huan Huan is really beautiful.

Zhong Yuhuan felt so embarrassed once.
She grabbed the wrist of Lang Jinzhi, went close to the screen, and couldn't help but smile. She pointed to the comment - "Huan Huan is really beautiful, ah ah ah ah," said: Brother, you didn't finish it, this sentence has to be read a whole sentence."
Lang Jinzhi’s expression froze. He stared at the commentary, his lips tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened.
Langjin’s face is expressionless, and it’s added without words:
Ah, ah, ah.

Zhong Yuhuan almost laughed.
After teasing Langjin, the car will arrive at the Indigo Villa.
Lang Jinzhi took another look at the comment area -
"Zhong Yuhuan is really being pampered into a little princess! The typical princess life, but there is no princess disease! How can you not like it?"
Lang Jinzhi smiled unconsciously.
How can you not like it?
Yes.
Zhong Yuhuan walked in front, and Lang Jinzhi stared at her back.
He thought, was he liked to be a little princess? This is not enough.
Li Jinyuan and Huo Chengming have already arrived at the Indigo Villa. In the past few years, the servants of Dingjia have been familiar with them. They are not very close to Ding Waigong, but they are still somewhat familiar, so they can not be together with Zhong Yuhuan. Children, first come to the villa to visit Ding Waigong.
The two of them took turns to accompany Ding Waigong to play chess for a while, just in time for Zhong Huan and Lang Jinzhi.
In order to accommodate Ding's taste, the breakfast was light and not greasy, but the dishes were varied. Everyone had breakfast while accompanying Ding Waigong, and it took two hours without knowing it.
After breakfast, everyone gathered to the sofa and sat down.
Because I am not in a hurry, I can still talk with me.
Ding Waigong said with a smile: "The grandfather of the Huanhuan show has a look. Every period has a look. Oh, what, what Weibo, your cousin taught me, I specially registered an account, pay attention to Huan Huan."
Zhong Yuhuan sat down with him and hugged Ding's grandfather's arm: "The grandfather is so good!"
Ding Waigong’s five senses did not have the fierceness and seriousness of his early years. At this moment, he looked at the kindness. He smiled and said: "I also watched the news of Huanhuan, saying that Huanhuan and a boy dated. What is it? Wen, what is the temperature?" said Ding Gegong looked at Lang Jinzhi.
Lang Jin’s timely voice added:
Call Wen Chenchen.

"Yes, Wen Yuchen, is he a happy boyfriend? If so, you should always bring it to your grandfather."
When Ding’s voice just fell, he heard a bang.
Huo Chengming bowed his head and looked blank: "There was a teacup."
"Nothing, broken and safe." Ding's foreign temper is good. He didn't have the hard temper of his early years, and now he knows that Li Jinyuan and Huo Chengming's respective careers have developed very well, and they still remember the grace, and they are still very good for Zhong Yuhuan. Naturally, Ding’s grandfather is kind and tolerant to them.
"Xiao Juan, take a new teacup." Ding Waigong told the maid.
The maid went away.
Ding Waigong turned his head again and continued to look at Zhong Yuhuan: "I just interrupted, let's go on."
Zhong Yuhuan smiled helplessly: "Not a boyfriend, just eat a meal, the media catches the wind and catches the shadow, and writes it in love." When it came here, she paused: "Of course, what will happen in the future?" I can't tell you. I can see how people like me, and I don't plan to pretend that I don't know. If the contact is good, I might try it."
"Okay, okay, it's time to fall in love. It's good to talk about it for a few years." Ding Waigong said with a smile: "I don't know when my grandfather can see the children of Huanhuan..."
This words with the beautiful sustenance of Ding's grandfather, but falling in the ears of Li Jinyuan and Huo Chengming, it seems not so beautiful, and can even be said to be particularly harsh.
Another sound of "啪".
"After falling a cup?" Ding Waigong looked at the past with a smile.
Li Jinyuan: "Well, sorry for my grandfather."
Ding Waigong swings his hand: "Okay, come over and bring me two new cups next time."
Li Jinyuan and Huo Chengming busy and nodded together.
Lang Jinzhi said at this time: "Where are you going to go, it is still early."
He acknowledged that Zhong Yu was in love, but could not imagine Zhong Yuhuan getting married and having children. In his eyes, this little cousin is really small, still the girl.
Everyone had a gag, and they talked to other places.
Finally, Langjin’s voice reminded:
It’s not too late, I have to send them to the airport.

Ding Waigong reluctantly took the lead.
Zhong Yuhuan stood up and said: "I will go to the bathroom first, wait for me."
When she finished, she was familiar with the past.
When I came out of the bathroom, I saw Huo Chengming standing outside, slightly lowering his head, not knowing why, the back passed a cold feeling.
"Huo Chengming?"
Zhong Yuhuan walked over, then immediately softened his voice and called out: "Chengming brother?"
She couldn't help but smile: "Come on the toilet, come pick me up?"
Huo Chengming looked up and looked at her.
And he was full of color, the facial features were tight, the light was deep, and he inadvertently conveyed a few sharp tastes.
This shows that it was not the illusion of Zhong Yuhuan.
He obviously does not seem to be in a good mood, no, it should be said that it is very bad.
Zhong Yuhuan reacted at once: "Cheng Ming brother, do you have something to say to me?"
Huo Chengming: "Yeah."
"What happened? What happened?"
"You and Wen Yuchen."
Zhong Yuhuan was a little confused: "Well? I have already said it to my grandfather, are you not there?"
"Are you going to fall in love with him?"
Zhong Yuhuan said helplessly: "How can I ask me all this way, I am not very clear about it? If it is good after the contact, it can be considered."

Do you like him?
Huo Chengming’s eyes had a few changes, like the color of the eyes flowing.
Zhong Yuhuan noticed that Huo Chengming was taut.
Like... It’s like a lion that is ready to go, and will rush out to hunt for prey in the next moment.
"... don't like it." Zhong Yuhuan said.
Huo Chengming had a slight relaxation, but the look did not change much.
"If you don't like it, why should you consider it?"
"That depends on what the definition of like is. If it is from love, then there is no. But if it is just a good feeling, an attitude of appreciation. It is like I like to eat tomatoes, like to draw, like Look at the musicals. That's there. After all, from now on, I can't pick any shortcomings from him..."
Huo Chengming suddenly interrupted her violently: "age, and age."
"Oh, yes, there is still age, but age is never a problem, let alone his age is not old, still handsome. And mature and mature charm."
Mature also has mature charm.
Huo Chengming’s mind was a little bit in the wood. He instinctively thought of himself, younger... Maybe he didn’t have mature charm...
No, he is thinking about something.
The problem now is that Zhong Yuhuan and Wen Yuchen... Wen Yuchen is not a suitable object of love. To let Huo Chengming come to pick, he can pick out a lot of shortages of the man.
He is not worthy of joy.
Such a man is even more unworthy of taking away treasures from his hands.
Countless thoughts piled up in Huo Chengming's brain. He licked his lower lip and said coldly: "Beyond age, he used to be a girlfriend. He is not your first love. It is not worthy of you. It is not worthy of being a man." Girlfriend."
Zhong Yuhuan stayed for a second.
"Well... Actually, I am not a person with feelings and cleanliness." Zhong Yuhuan said. Of course, it may also be because she didn't like Wen Yanchen's roots, so even if she thought of Wen Haochen's girlfriend, she would not feel uncomfortable at all.
Huo Chengming’s brain was spinning fast. He licked his dry lips and said,
His man is not as tall as me, earning more money than me. I will make more money than him in the future... He is in the entertainment circle. There are countless Swallows and Yan Yan around. There will be many girls who show him well. Even if he doesn't accept it, he still needs to interact with other women when he is filming. He is not a good candidate... ..."
Huo Chengming’s speed is fast, and the word order is even a bit confusing.
He said: "Even his abdominal muscles are all trained from the gym and have no force."
Zhong Yuhuan can't smile.
What does this have to do with the abdominal muscles?
"He can't beat me." Huo Chengming said: "Maybe he won't even cook. If you are hungry, he can't cook for you..."
"I can call a takeaway or ask a chef." Zhong Yuhuan said.
No!
Not such a simple question!
Huo Chengming is roaring in the bottom of his heart.
"He can't even compare me in all aspects. How can he be your boyfriend? Even after contact, how is the character good? The people with good character in the sky have gone." Huo Chengming said coldly.
Zhong Yuhuan grinned.
This is no match.
In the whole book, there is a big villain, and a male lead. The aura of the book is blessed on their heads. Wen Yuchen is just one of the ordinary people. Even if he is a big star and has thousands of fans, he still can't compare with Li Jinyuan and Huo Chengming.
But she doesn't need the other person to be so good.
If she is blunt, she is good enough.
The excellence of others, in addition to reaching the heights of Huo Chengming and Li Jinyuan, the rest are hard to be seen by her.
She doesn't need these.
Zhong Yuhuan stared at Huo Chengming and asked: "That Chengming brother, what do you think is worthy of me?" Zhong Yuhuan couldn't help but smile: "I am looking for a friend, and I can't look for you like Li Jinyuan!"

Huo Chengming stared at her face.
A few hairs fell on her face, probably itchy. When she spoke, she couldn't help but raise her hand and scratched her cheeks. The cheeks immediately reddened a small piece.
Huo Chengming's heart seems to be hit by something.
His possessiveness was finally stopped, and he felt that he was despicable.
He thought, why not?
Why can't you follow him?