October 1st…

After Qin Yao saw the roses, her face turned cold and left Shen Lang's office with a calm expression.

but.

At the corner, Qin Yao's high heels stopped subconsciously, and the light from her beautiful eyes glanced slightly towards Shen Lang.

Then...

She saw that Shen Lang not only did not throw the roses into the trash can, but instead took the roses and put them in a large vase outside the office.

Her ordinary face turned pale in an instant, and a feeling that she could not even describe herself surged into her heart, and then she turned around and left the "new recruit" entertainment.

When he left, Qin Yao's mood suddenly became worse for some reason.

Shen Lang neither chased after her nor called her.

When I got home, Qin Ren was trying on clothes.

After seeing Qin Yao, Qin Ren ran over with his clothes happily.

"Sister, how do you think I'm dressed like this and went to the Golden Rooster Awards? Are you handsome?"

“…”

"sister?"

“…”

Qin Ren was greeted with a cold face, and a biting coldness mixed with.

Especially Qin Yao's eyes.

In these eyes that seem full of charm on weekdays, there is a feeling of a stranger that Qin Ren has never seen before...

Qin Ren shivered subconsciously...

"Then... sister, you're busy first, I'll go down first, that... I'm not having dinner at home today, don't wait for me..."

“…”

After saying this, Qin Ren subconsciously hid far away.

After looking at Qin Ren's appearance, Qin Yao turned around, walked upstairs step by step in high heels.

The "knock" sound of high heels touching the wooden boards seemed to hit Qin Ren's heart every stroke.

Seeing his sister walking upstairs, Qin Ren suddenly felt that her sister would explode at any time if she was eating a bomb.

It's late at night.

Qin Yao lay on the bed after having some supper.

She stared at her private cell phone from time to time.

Chu He's smiling face and Shen Lang's expression of holding flowers constantly appeared in his mind...

She felt very stuffy in the room...

She began to watch the news on her phone, the front page news, which is the lives of the 11th Frontier Warriors this year, as well as the National Day military parade. In the secondary entertainment news, it is basically how awesome "The God of War" is so awesome. Then the young actor, Dongkun, has announced his battle in Hollywood and has signed a five-year agreement with Paimon, and "I Am Not a God of Medicine" was shortlisted for Cannes, and he won the Golden Rooster...

There is a lot of news, but these messy news made Qin Yao even more irritable.

Time passes little by little.

Her working cell phone kept beating, but her private cell phone didn't have any phone calls...

From beginning to end, it is quiet.

The night gradually became deeper and soon it was twelve o'clock in the morning. In the past, she had already fallen asleep.

But now, she tossed and turned without any sleepiness.

What's going on with this guy?

Shouldn't he tell me something?

What the hell is this guy doing!

This scumbag!

How could he do this?

Perhaps, the late at night, the more sensitive the thinking and emotions become, and Qin Yao becomes more irritable...

Finally, she couldn't help picking up her phone...

A familiar button was detached.

but……

Her expression suddenly became extremely cold...

How could she take the initiative to call Shen Lang for such a thing? She should let Shen Lang go and let it go, right?

Yes, once a person takes the initiative, he loses. Last time he took the initiative, did Shen Lang think he is cheap? If he takes the initiative again this time, then...

In short, Shen Lang must not think I am too cheap!

A quiet night...

Qin Yao put down her phone...

My heart is so cold...

But……

The moment she put down her phone, she picked up the phone like a god and devil, and then dialed Shen Lang's number.

Then……

“Doudu.”

"The phone number you called has been turned off..."

“Dududu…”

"The phone number you called has been turned off..."

“…”

After hearing the busy tone on the phone, Qin Yao felt that her lungs were almost irritated.

……………………………………

On the morning of October 2nd.

The sun shone through the window into the bed...

Shen Lang should have been sleeping beautifully in bed, but...

Perhaps it was because of eating too much ice cream during the day and drinking a series of cold water. Since five o'clock in the morning, Shen Lang has been having a stomachache...

It was six o'clock in the morning when Shen Lang calmed down.

After making a fuss, I looked at the sunshine outside the window...

Shen Lang's calves were trembling, and somewhere was burning, and he felt like he had a life of surviving a disaster.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, drank a cup of hot water, and finally felt that his stomach was much better.

After breakfast, Shen Lang received pre-sale ticket information and attendance information about "Forrest Gump Life"...

After reading the pre-sale ticket news, Shen Lang's mouth showed a curve!

The pre-sale tickets are hot. On October 3rd and October 4th, all the pre-sale tickets were wiped out, and even the front row tickets with the worst position were sold out. At the same time, according to data analysis, the attendance rate of "Forrest Gump Life" has repeatedly hit new highs, and its reputation on the Internet has exploded, and it seems that there is a trend of a dark horse...

"Next... Forrest Gump is going to start a counterattack!"

"Well, in the next two days, let's finish the new movie..."

“…”

“…”

Shen Lang looked at the company's operation and various data and stretched his mind, and his mind was filled with the situation of new movies. He called Xiao Chu.

"Xiao Chu?"

"Mr. Shen...Mr. Shen, your face..."

"Cough, cough, I ate too much ice cream yesterday and then got diarrhea... It's okay now."

"Oh, Mr. Shen, do you want to see a doctor?"

"No, please help me watch the company these two days, and I'll continue to make a movie."

"Oh, but Mr. Shen, your body..."

"It's not a problem..."

“…”

Xiao Chu looked at Shen Lang's pale face blankly and was immediately startled.
To be continued...