Perhaps it’s because the weather is too cold?
At this mont, Bo Yimo seems a bit difficult to approach.
Tong Yan didn’t want to push her luck, so she just chuckled and said, "Young Master Mo, you all continue having fun, I’ll head back first."
She turned to run as soon as she said that.
"Together."
A voice ca from behind.
Tong Yan felt quite vexed, could she just run away?
The answer was no.
At that ti, the moon hung overhead, and amidst the mottled light and shadows, he walked towards her slowly, each step steady, neither rushing nor dawdling, like a bright moon. He seed like a noble young gentleman from a prestigious family, elegant and refined, his dark eyes like a deep, cold pool, a beautiful sight.
Every ti she saw him, she was dazzled.
Bo Yimo walked to her side and naturally took her hand in his, their fingers interlocking. His touch was slightly cool, very comfortable.
The sudden intimacy made Tong Yan feel uneasy. She wanted to struggle, but it was futile.
"Are you familiar with him?" Bo Yimo asked casually, as if just having a chat.
Him?
Tong Yan’s attention shifted, knowing he was referring to Wen Shu, she nodded, "Though we haven’t known each other long, it feels like he’s my younger brother. It’s easy to get along with him."
Younger brother...
Bo Yimo’s lips curled up, with a faint smile in his almond-shaped eyes, "Good."
Uh...
Did she say sothing?
Tong Yan looked bewildered.
The next morning, Tong Yan woke up feeling refreshed and went to the film crew, but found no one there. Evidently, they hadn’t gotten up yet.
What about the promised filming?
"Little Fatty, why are you up so early?"
Tong Yan turned around and saw it was Zhao Yongnian, and smiled, "Aren’t you up early too?"
"Everyone drank too much last night. After dinner, they went to karaoke and stayed out late." Zhao Yongnian said helplessly, "I guess filming won’t be happening today."
Tong Yan’s eyes lit up. Does that an she can go out and have fun, and she still has a photoshoot for ’Fashion’ magazine in the afternoon, which she originally planned to reschedule, but it seems there’s no need now.
"Are you sure?"
"Director Li was completely drunk last night. He’s definitely not getting up right now, and I distinctly rember him saying so." Zhao Yongnian laughed. Zhao Yongnian looked scholarly, with a bit of a bookish deanor, looking much like a perennial supporting male character in novels.
Tong Yan almost jumped up, "This is really good news, thank you."
She dragged a still-sleeping Li Xin out the door.
Zhao Yongnian watched her departing figure, a gleam flashing in his eyes, suddenly raising the corners of his mouth, with a mysterious, slightly sinister smile.
’Fashion’ is the top magazine in the country, and its building in the center of C City looks very grand. Just as she walked in, she heard a voice, "Sister Yanyan, over here!"
Tong Yan looked in the direction of the voice and saw Jiang Yu, whom she hadn’t seen for a long ti.
"What are you doing here?" Tong Yan was happy to see her, as they had acted together before and got along well.
However, they didn’t keep in touch often, and since ’Youth Madness’, besides appearing in Wen Shu’s MV, there hadn’t been any news of Jiang Yu acting.
Jiang Yu chuckled, "I heard from my brother that you were coming for a cover shoot today, so I ca early to wait for you."
As they talked, they walked to the staircase.
"Bro, this is the Sister Yanyan I ntioned." Jiang Yu called out from a distance.
Tong Yan looked up and saw a man not far away, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, stern features, a tall and slender figure, wearing a well-tailored dark suit that added to his composure, the very image of a business elite.
"Jiang Cheng." Jiang Cheng introduced himself simply with two words, "Jiang Yu has troubled you."
Jiang Cheng...
Why does that sound so familiar?
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