“Ke Hengjun, this way! You’ve been developing abroad since your debut, why did you suddenly think of returning to the country recently?” The reporters’ microphones, all of them, squeezed towards him.
“This is my hometown.”
“So, what do you think of this collaboration with Su Xi?”
“It’s an honor.”
“Have you met Su Xi before this? What do you think of her?”
“Seen. Very good, serious actor.”
His answer was short and official. The corners of his sexy lips curved up in a deep smile, favoring the reporter who was so about to freak out that he couldn’t be blamed.
Finally, he made his killer move and flirted with everyone, “Guys, any questions next time, right now I’m going to meet my lover at the hotel …”
A sentence that really made everyone explode, and the agent on the side blew his beard in anger. He, however, was unimpressed and gave a mischievous smile, loosening the atmosphere, “The lover I’m talking about is of course my big bed. Well, my agent said to treat everyone to milk tea, so let’s go with him.”
The scene, from the time he exits the airport, to the time he drives away with nothing in sight, cuts away.
Only then did Zige’s attention move away, and she heard Su Jie speak over there, “I also just realized that he came back last night when I watched the news today. Tsk, look at the popularity, it’s really something.”
Zige laughed a little and spoke calmly, “He was born to be a star. This path, it’s quite suitable for him.”
“You’re so calm?”
Ziggy lost her smile and switched the entertainment station away, “Otherwise, do you think I should cry tears of joy or, simply, get angry and take the remote control and smash the TV?”
“That’s not true, but it’s weird to be so quiet. I thought you didn’t pay much attention to entertainment news for years because of him.”
Zige shrugged her shoulders, “At first it was because of him right, but then I got used to not seeing it. Why are you still up? Isn’t tomorrow your early shift?”
“Well, it’ll be bedtime soon.” Suje answered.
Zige wanted to ask her about her and Su Chen, but didn’t ask anything in the end, just reminded before hanging up, “Su Jie, I heard Lan Yu Feng say that Su Chen has a fiancée.”
Over there, Su Jie was silent for a long time, and finally, only then did we hear her slightly somber voice gently come, “I know … don t worry about me, what is the situation on your side?”
Ziggy tilted her head to look upstairs again and shook her head, “It’s okay too, you rest early.”
Seeing that she wasn’t willing to talk about it more, Su Jie didn’t pursue it any further. After hanging up the phone, Zige couldn’t help but remember the entertainment news she had just seen again, and subconsciously gripped the remote control tightly.
He … is finally back …
One is not as calm and cool as one says one is, because, at the moment, the complexity of the situation says it all. Yet, it was also far from the excitement that he had thought it would be.
Time has changed and, as it turns out, she’s grown up too …
All that goodness from the beginning is sealed away in memory.
When Lan Yu Feng came out of the elevator, he saw her pensive and forlorn look. Her eyes were staring blankly ahead, but without focus, as if she was trapped in a long river of memories. This was clearly a look that could only come from longing.
Lan Yu Feng’s complexion, all of a sudden, sank much lower.
“Thinking about your blind date today?” He spoke, his tone less than favorable.
Zige was obviously too absorbed in her thoughts, and his sudden voice startled her. Turning her face to see him, she was still a little uncomfortable and said, “No.”
“Thinking about your ex-boyfriend then?” Lan Yu Feng continued to test the waters, heading for the kitchen.
Zige froze. Could this man be a mind reader?
Her silence was naturally tantamount to acquiescence. Lan Yu Feng gave her a heavy look and gripped his cane as he entered the kitchen. Zige hurriedly followed, asking, “Are you hungry?”
“…” Lan Yu Feng didn’t pay her a single word of attention.
Opening the kitchen cupboards, there was a plate of vegetable salad that had been prepared in the kitchen just for him. There was also a plate of entrees, but they were cold by this point. He brought the food out and turned to head for the dining room, but Ziggy stopped him, “You can’t eat that.”
“Go away!” He looked cold.
“You just drank so much wine, and eating these cold foods will hurt your stomach.” Zi Ge was also very insistent, and simply snatched the plates right out of his hands and put them back down again.
“I’ll cook you some pasta and you go out and sit down for a while.” The reason she stayed up so late was because she was worried that he would wake up hungry. Now she was really glad she hadn’t slept through it.
“I don’t need you meddling.” He chilled his face and tried to open the cupboard again.
Zige braced her hand against the cupboard door and turned around, looking at him, “Lan Yu Feng, are you angry?”
Lan Yu Feng froze and narrowed his eyes, “What are you angry about?”
“I wanted to ask you the same thing.”
Lan Yu Feng stared at her and didn’t say anything for a long time. Zige sighed, “Don’t get upset, go sit outside, I’ll cook noodles quickly. If you have any anger, wait until you finish eating.”
Zi Ge saw that Lan Yu Feng did not move, thinking that he had listened to himself, so he received the water to skillfully wash the pot and boil the water. Shoulder, but suddenly was held from behind, she was stunned, the whole person was broken over by him. Surprised to look up, on the blue Yu Feng’s dark and heavy line of sight, her heart trembled, pursed her lips.
Then I heard his deep whisper, “You’d better not think of him in front of me again!”
“Him? Which him?” Zi Ge asked strangely, but Lan Yu Feng didn’t reply again, only staring her down. Zi Ge suddenly remembered something, and a trace of surprise crossed the bottom of her eyes, “You mean … Ke Hengjun?”
So that’s the name of her old flame? Ko Hang-joon?
Lan Yu Feng snorted coldly, pushed her away, and went out of the kitchen with no expression on his face. Looking at that back, Zige was a little shaken. He was caring about Ke Hengjun? So … he was jealous?
Zige couldn’t help but smile up with a spreading smile, her lips curved at the corners and a soft smile. Looking back at the doorway where he disappeared again, she pleasurably boiled water to cook the noodles, mixing the sauce in the process. Usually dining together, Zi Ge had long ago realized that Lan Yu Feng didn’t have a sweet tooth at all, so this time she didn’t make a simple tomato sauce and chose a mushroom and broccoli sauce instead. The work process was a bit complicated, but at the moment she was inexplicably in a much better mood and was busy.
Lan Yu Feng took a shower to cleanse his body of that drenched odor of alcohol, and when he walked down, there were still voices in the kitchen. Lan Yu Feng hugged his chest and leaned against the door frame, looking at her busy figure, and opened his mouth to ask, “The hybrid that debuted in Japan?”
His headless words were still understood by Zige. Surprised, she turned back and looked at him, “How did you know?”
Overwords wants you. He bristled, noncommittal.
With a name it seemed like a no-brainer to turn up his profile, and besides, the other guy was a man with a superstar’s aura?
“Actually, he and I are not what you think.” She fried noodles while explaining to him, subconsciously she just didn’t want him to misunderstand herself, “He and I … were a long time ago, and now he’s just back in China for development, and …”
Lan Yu Feng raised his eyebrows, looking at her eagerness to make the situation clear, and opened his lips to cut her off, “Is the noodle ready?”
Huh? Zige froze. Cut off by him like that, the words she was about to say all of a sudden choked in her throat. He looked as if he didn’t actually care about her explanation, but …
He was also the one who just ordered himself not to think about Ko Hang-joon!
What a touchy-feely man.
“In a minute, give me another minute.” Zi Ge simply stopped thinking about it and compared a finger to him. Lan Yu Feng nodded and turned to go.
Walking down the hall, he rested the computer on his lap, and the email opened, full of information about Ke Hengjun. Yannan had just sent it over.
“Okay, it’s time to eat.” Ziggy called to him as she stood at the table and set the chopsticks up again.
“Uh-huh.” Lan Yu Feng answered vaguely and closed the computer without any change in his expression.
On a clean plate is beautifully made pasta with just the right color scheme to make it look appetizing.
“Taste how it tastes?” Ziggy pulled out a chair and sat down across from him …
Lan Yu Feng gave her a look, “You do it often?”
“I make it for my parents occasionally. My dad taught me this when I was a kid I had a craving and refused to eat rice, so my dad had to make me noodles in a different way.” Mentioning her family, the look on Zi Ge’s face softened a lot.
Lan Yu Feng lowered his head to eat the noodles, hearing her mention her family, his movements paused for a moment, his eyes surfacing with layers of sullenness, “When I was a child, my mom would also make it for me.”
Hearing him mention his family for the first time, Zige was stunned for a moment. Only to see that he resumed eating noodles again, elegantly holding a fork and rolling up the noodles. But his expression was extraordinarily pious and serious, not like eating noodles, but like he was remembering someone.
Zi Ge suddenly felt an indescribable sadness for such a Lan Yu Feng. Her heart felt like it had been struck by something, and she suddenly wanted to know more about him, about the wounds that had accumulated in his heart.
“I’m sure I can’t make it taste as good as your mom’s.” She smiled and spoke carefully.
“No, your cooking is better than hers.” On his face, there was still no extra expression, “She doesn’t like to cook, but she never refuses whenever I ask.”
“She loves you.”
“Yes.” Lan Yu Feng nodded his head and suddenly looked up at Zi Ge, the loneliness of those eyes just flowed out without any obstruction, causing Zi Ge’s chest to choke.
And then, his deeper voice was heard to speak, “Unfortunately, she’s dead.”
“I’m full.” Without waiting for Zige to say something, he had already set aside his dinner fork. The fork knocked against the plate, making a subtle rattling sound that echoed softly in the night.
Ziggy turned around, he was already out of the restaurant and was walking through the lobby, heading for the elevator.
That back, as cold as ever, was covered with a thick layer of gray, so somber that it hurt.
Ziggy pursed her lips.
This man, it seems to need a lot of a lot of warmth and care, just, I do not know what kind of person will be in the future, can let his heart those pressurized heart gradually melt away …
Late at night, the set was still bustling with activity. Apparently, everyone is used to such opening hours.
Su Xi was sitting in front of the realm in the lounge to put on her makeup, today was the first time she set her makeup and she arrived early.
“Legend has it that the person who loves to play the most big shot, it’s really still true.” Assistant Xiaozhu looked at the time on the side while rolling her eyes, “Your side turned back and your makeup is on, and his side still doesn’t show up. Isn’t this a waste of everyone’s time?”
“You leave the others alone.” Su Xi said.
“How can you not care? Is he responsible for delaying the rear arrangements? You’re a top tier, and he’s a person who just returned to China to develop, at best he’s a somewhat popular newcomer in the country, right? Even if he doesn’t come to say hello in advance, he’s actually late!”
“Was there a late arrival? I thought I was just on time.” The door was pushed open and in walked a starry-eyed man.
He wore a clean white shirt and gray vest, his hands pocketed in his pockets as he squinted at his assistant, Xiaozhu. The simple outfit set off that clean aura.