On a hill 5 kilometers away from Cannes, there is a restaurant called "Little Moulin". Although the name is inconspicuous, it is visited by countless celebrities during the film festival every year.

Hidden among the mountains and forests, although this restaurant is very famous, it is very quiet and private. It is very popular among celebrities. It took a lot of effort for Jiang Xingyue to book a table in such a short time.

The French had dinner very late, and the restaurant was still empty when Yan Fuguang arrived.

The waiter led the way. When Jiang Xingyue saw Yan Fuguang, she stood up with a smile. Also standing up to say hello was Jin Yao beside her.

As soon as he saw Jin Yao, it was obvious what the purpose of this meal was.

However, it didn't matter whether Yan Fuguang was facing one person or two people. He just wanted to have a meal and try out what this famous restaurant has to offer.

"Xiaoguang, you're here!"

"Good evening, Miss Yan!"

After sitting down, Jin Yao was very enthusiastic and didn't need any introduction from the waiter. He knew the signature dishes here very well.

"Whenever I come to Cannes in the past few years, I will come to this restaurant. The seafood soup and grilled fish here are outstanding. Miss Yan can try them."

Although the dinner was arranged by Jiang Xingyue, the main force was obviously Jin Yao. He was meticulous, considerate and showed a gentleman's demeanor.

But in Jiang Xingyue's eyes, this scene made her feel very uncomfortable.

She knew that Yan Fuguang's stardom was rising day by day, and that domestic entertainment was becoming more and more important, but was it a bit too much for Jin Yao to lick him like this? How could she feel embarrassed about this?

Jin Yao secretly winked countless times, but Jiang Xingyue remained silent.

The more than ten days she and Yan Fuguang had spent together day and night were still just around the corner, and she was acting like a dog. Jiang Xingyue really couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart.

Yan Fuguang's polite but distant attitude was obvious, Jiang Xingyue was uncharacteristically silent, and Jin Yao felt angry.

In the middle of the process, Yan helped Guang get up and go to the bathroom. Jin Yao finally couldn't help it and said angrily in a low voice: "What's wrong with you? I asked you to ask someone out, but you really just made a date and then didn't do anything?"

Jiang Xingyue was embarrassed and cold-hearted. She had long said that Yan Fuguang was not an easy person to get close to, and it was purely fanciful to think that he could do whatever he wanted with her after meeting her for a few meals.

She reluctantly persuaded her patiently: "It's a good sign that she's coming to the banquet today. Why should you be so anxious?"

Jin Yao didn't expect Jiang Xingyue to talk back to him and laughed angrily.

"Oh, I'm impatient? You act like a dead person and don't say anything. How can I be less enthusiastic if I don't say anything? Is it true that inviting people to dinner means leaving the guests aside and everyone quietly immersing themselves in eating?"

Jin Yao didn't think there was anything wrong with his diligence.

There is a severe gap in the number of internationally influential stars in domestic entertainment. Except for the older generation of actors who have won awards, the new and mesozoic generations seem to be blooming, but most of them are just entertaining themselves, and they don’t know anyone when they go abroad.

Yan Fuguang is so young and has unlimited potential. Jiang Xingyue is clearly close to the water, so why not seize the opportunity?

Jin Yao is a grown man, and Yan Fuguang has a boyfriend. It is really inconvenient for him to get too close, so he can only place his hope on his girlfriend.

He just couldn't figure out why Jiang Xingyue was so awkward all of a sudden. Where had she gone when she used to be so versatile?

Burning with anger, Jin Yao spoke without hesitation.

"Who are you showing off to show your aloofness now? Are you going to tell me that you are suddenly fasting, chanting Buddha's name, and indifferent to fame and wealth? Who said before recording the variety show that Yan Fuguang would be promoted? Why, you won't change your gender after recording the show

Alright?"

Jiang Xingyue turned around angrily and glared: "What did you say?!"

Is this Jin Yao? Is this her boyfriend?

Jiang Xingyue was ashamed and angry, but she really couldn't say anything to refute. After all, that was what she had thought before, and that was indeed what she did.

But only after having real contact with Yan Fuguang can we realize that under her penetrating eyes, no small thoughts can be hidden.

Later, everyone got along well with each other, and it was also because she was less purposeful in the later stages of the show, so she could meet Yan Fuguang's gaze calmly, and she didn't feel so guilty.

Now that Jin Yao has made everything clear, is this specifically to disgust her?

Jiang Xingyue's chest heaved violently, and she wanted to lift the table and leave, but she knew very well that this was impossible.

Yan Fuguang may come back at any time. If she sees it, today's meal will be in vain.

Time was running out, and Jin Yao didn't want to say anything more, so he quickly said: "When she comes back later, you can inquire about her next movements and see if there are any opportunities for cooperation."

Jin Yao was planning loudly, but he didn't know how good Yan Fuguang's ears were.

Their seats faced away from the corridor leading from the bathroom. Jin Yao and Jiang Xingyue were busy arguing, and neither of them paid attention behind them.

Yan Fuguang walked very lightly, and when they got close, the two of them did not notice that she had returned.

In the background sound that was all French, the Chinese text was obvious. Although Jin Yao and Jiang Xingyue both deliberately lowered their volumes, Yan Fuguang still heard it clearly.

When she came, she saw one more person, and she became convinced, and Jin Yao's attentiveness made his thoughts clear.

However, Yan Fuguang did not expect that the conflict between the couple would be so intense.

She has not deliberately learned about Jiang Xingyue's past, but it is obvious that Jin Yao's help is absolutely indispensable behind her current achievements.

Yan Fuguang will not look down on Jiang Xingyue's choice. Everyone has their own way of doing things, and there will be gains and losses.

But Jin Yao...

Not to mention having a high self-esteem, and being so unscrupulous towards his girlfriend, Yan Fuguang had a very bad impression of him.

Yan Fuguang deliberately stepped forward, and the voices not far away suddenly stopped. It was still Jin Yao who turned around first.

"Miss Yan, I ordered a dessert for you. It was recommended by today's chef. You can try it."

"Thank you." Yan Fuguang nodded in thanks.

Jin Yao choked again and could hardly keep his smile.

Yan Fuguang really demonstrated to him what it meant to be indifferent to oil and salt. She was like this from the beginning to the end, politely and smilingly making it impossible for him to say what he wanted to say.

Jin Yao thought that after being in the industry for so long, he was definitely thick-skinned, but no matter how thick-skinned he was, it didn't seem to work in front of Yan Fuguang.

Eating the refreshing lemon rum sorbet and savoring Jin Yao's "colorful" expression, Yan Fuguang felt that tonight's meal was not bad.

The main dishes are above the standard, and the side dishes are also above the standard.

From appetizers to desserts, a full two hours passed, and Jiang Xingyue never inquired about Yan Fuguang's next work plan as Jin Yao wanted.

Jin Yao was impatient, but Jiang Xingyue was determined not to say a word. He had no choice but to go into battle alone.
Chapter completed!