Ji Yingzhou's leaving footsteps repeatedly pulled on Yun Zhixia's nerves. There was obviously a lot he wanted to say, but he couldn't say a word.

Ever since the tragedy happened twenty years ago, she was destined to live with guilt for the rest of her life.

Duan Lang, who couldn't find anyone anywhere, finally spotted Ji Yingzhou on an outdoor seat in the garden.

There were seven or eight cigarette butts piled up in the ashtray. For Ji Yingzhou who rarely smoked, this number was a bit exaggerated.

"boss?"

You obviously just went out to take a call, what happened?

Ji Yingzhou put out the nearly burned cigarette butt and took a breath.

"Yige and the others are still up there?"

Duan Lang immediately replied: "Yes, we are all here. Mr. Zhao is looking for you and said he was going to the second half."

"Give me the car keys. Go back and tell them that I won't go drinking."

Duan Lang shut up knowingly and immediately handed over the key.

Ji Yingzhou picked up his coat on the back of the chair, stood up and left.

It wasn't until the car lights disappeared around the corner that Duan Lang went back to deal with the follow-up. Fortunately, it was recognized that the boss was busy, so he just said that the company had something to do temporarily.

Ji Yingzhou drove aimlessly, not wanting to see anyone or go home.

Memories play irresistibly...

He was still young that year, less than six years old.

It was a very ordinary summer. Both my parents went to the UK for a business trip, but for some reason they decided to come back unexpectedly.

His mother said she had brought him a gift, and he was still waiting and looking forward to it, but he didn't expect that what was waiting for him was only an accident.

He heard the calls from his elders saying that the flight his parents were on had an accident.

At that time, he didn't quite understand what an aviation accident was. He only knew that many people came to his home in those days, and they all looked at him with pity and pity in their eyes.

Later, his grandparents took him to the funeral.

From then on, his parents were nothing more than two frozen black and white photos.

Since then, he has been living with his grandparents. The Ji family is very rich, and the two elders regard him as their lifeblood. Both his uncle and his uncle love him very much.

However, his parents, who had only existed in his life for a few short years, were like quicksand that he could not grasp, and even their figures began to blur.

And all this is because of Yun Zhixia, his aunt and his mother's sister.

Only when he grew up did he realize why his aunt cried every time she saw him and why his grandparents often lived abroad.

If Yun Zhixia hadn't been so angry with a man that his grandparents were both hospitalized, his parents wouldn't have changed their schedule at short notice, and maybe there wouldn't have been an accident.

The dim lights outside the car window receded frame by frame. For a second, Ji Yingzhou even felt that the world was a bit unreal.

More than twenty years later, the hole in my heart seemed to have gradually disappeared, but when the camera suddenly turned around, that place was still empty.

Maybe dozens of minutes, maybe more than an hour, until the depression gradually dissipated, Ji Yingzhou found a place to stop the car.

Some dull thoughts finally returned to reality.

Mo Yun and Yun Zhixia seemed to be chatting at the door of the club before?

Then I thought of Yun Zhixia’s identity. Is there a new drama to collaborate with?

He suddenly wanted to ask Yan Fuguang, but he picked up the phone and put it down again.

What are you asking? They are not very familiar with each other, and Yun Zhixia is well-known in the industry. He knows that if there is a cooperation, it will indeed be a rare opportunity.

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Yun Zhixia's new drama has finally been unveiled. Except for the heroine, there is no news yet, and the other characters have gradually settled.

Although the crew is relatively low-key, rumors from the outside world have never stopped, including on the Internet. Fans are wishing that this piece of cake has their sister's name engraved on it.

During this period, Yan Fuguang basically lived a two-point and one-line life, until Mo Yun received the audition notice for "The Empress".

"There are really a lot of competitors this time. Even Zhou Li had to free up his schedule just to compete for this drama. In addition to her and Russell, both of them are on the front line. There are also some young Xiaohua who are also watching.

Your task is not easy."

Mo Yun's connections in the industry are not to mention. For her, a lot of inside information is just a matter of asking a few more people.

"Oh, by the way, if I can pass the audition, I'll probably have to ask for leave from the school. You'll definitely need training before joining the cast for a play like this. Plus the filming, it will take half a year to start."

Yan Fuguang snorted on the sofa, and Dalong's wail happened to be heard on her mobile phone. She had just entered the dragon's pit alone to become a lone hero. Fortunately, Dalong had grabbed it, and the originally dire situation was finally able to be postponed.

capital.

Mo Yun took a look over and smiled helplessly: "Last time Yuanyuan said you could play games live, you don't really want to do that, do you? Is this thing so fun?"

Whether it is PC games or mobile games, they are all beyond Mo Yun's appreciation. Every time she looks at the fancy skills on the screen, she almost faints.

Yan Fuguang moved his fingers and continued to operate: "It's okay, just to kill time when I'm bored."

"I have to go. I have to pay more attention to what I eat recently. Don't get angry or get acne. Take good care of your face."

Mo Yun put on her coat, picked up her bag and walked out.

She has been very busy recently. Although Yan Fuguang does not have many works for the time being, her monthly live broadcast has always been very popular, so people are constantly submitting projects for cooperation.

After Mo Yun left, Zhang Yuanyuan came in quietly and said with lingering fear: "Mr. Mo just warned me solemnly that I am not allowed to take you around to eat blindly. He also said that if you get acne and gain weight, I will be the only one to ask questions!"

After saying that, she felt the tight waistband of her pants again, with a sad look on her face: "But it's obviously me who gained weight. We all eat the same thing, so why does the flesh only grow on me?"

Yan Fuguang always felt that he couldn't order a few dishes by himself, so he took Zhang Yuanyuan with him whenever he went out to look for food. As a result, Zhang Yuanyuan gained seven or eight pounds in two months.

"Victory!"

The voice of victory came from the mobile phone, and the bladder game that turned defeat into victory finally came to an end.

Yan Fuguang stretched out and couldn't help teasing the round-faced assistant who was getting cuter and cute: "How about I go eat the crab roe noodles tonight?"

Eh?

Zhang Yuanyuan swallowed her saliva, and the war between heaven and man began in her heart.

Is crab roe noodles high in calories? Is it irritating? Is it possible to be allergic?

After thinking about it all, she suddenly realized that Yan Fuguang seemed to have no such troubles at all.

Looking at the entangled Zhang Yuanyuan, Yan Fuguang pulled her up directly: "Let's go, don't be entangled, I will never find a chance to punish you."

"I suspect you are in Versailles, and I have ample evidence."

But when she thought of eating delicious crab roe noodles, Zhang Yuanyuan's smile returned to her face.

To be honest, she couldn't be more satisfied with this job, not only because the artists are easy to get along with, but Mo Yun also intends to train her to develop in the direction of executive management. Moreover, Yan Fuguang doesn't have much work now, so she has enough time to enrich herself.

Of course, additional benefits are also very good, otherwise it would not become more and more mature.

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——Why is there no rating for my book? Is it because there are too few people rating it?

——It's because your babies don't love you.

——Impossible, my babies obviously love me very much!

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Chapter completed!