Jiang Mian raised his head, smiled slightly, and spread his white palms to indicate, “I didn't bring my mobile phone."

"Then I'll join you!" His eyes lit up and his gaze was crystal clear.

Jiang Mian pursed her lips and said quickly, “Number 153625xxxxxx..."

"I remember."

Although he reported it once, Shi You had already remembered it. He raised his chest and raised his head with a contented tone, "See you next time."

The brand sent two boxes of chocolates, and Sister Ning asked her to take them home.

Jiang Mian returned home and stared at the two boxes of chocolates, because the filming this afternoon was almost giving him PTSD.

He simply called the bodyguards to come in and let them all separate.

Xiaobai Qiqi Aiai, “Young madam, are these all for us?"

Jiang Mian pushed the carton forward and nodded affirmatively, "Yes, it's all yours."

She didn't want to see chocolate anymore.

She prefers sweet taste, and this raw chocolate has more bitter taste, which is not in line with her preference.

Xiaobai happily picked up a box and said sweetly, “Thank you, madam! You are so kind, madam!"

Sun Shu winked, and Xiao Hei stepped forward and hugged the other box.

He smiled broadly, “Thank you, madam, let's go down first."

Just after the division was completed, the phone vibrated. Jiang Mian opened the phone and saw another friend request, the second one from Shi You.

His avatar was of his own person, so Jiang Mian recognized him at a glance.

Jiang Mian paused for a moment while adding friends, then chose to exit WeChat.

In the evening, Ji Zhixiu sent her a WeChat message, saying that she would be back late tonight and there was no need to wait for him.

By chance, Ji Lanruo asked Jiang Mian to go out for hot pot, and she readily agreed.

The two made an appointment to meet at the Central Mall.

In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, Jiang Mian wore a mask, revealing only his eyebrows.

The two of them arrived at the box at the same time. Seeing how cautious she was, Ji Lanruo couldn't help but snorted, “Why do you make it look like an affair? Are you afraid of being seen?"

Jiang Mian unbuttoned his jacket, revealing the slim apricot-colored inners, and hung his bag on the hook in the box.

Then he sat opposite her, holding his chin in one hand, with a girlish look on his face, "Isn't this a private trip? I don't want to be photographed."

"Order first!" Ji Lanruo took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code on the table.

They had been together for four years and were already very familiar with each other. Ji Lanruo almost didn't need to ask about Jiang Mian's taste before finishing his order.

While placing the order, she asked, "Are you busy lately?"

Jiang Mian poured two cups of sour plum juice and handed one cup to her. Then he took back his hand, stirred the drink, and shook his head, “It's rare to have leisure time."

Ji Lanruo laughed twice, turned off the phone, and pursed her lips, "How are you and your family doing?"

Jiang Mian's eyelashes fluttered, "Very good."

"What's a good idea? What's better, love or work?"

"Cough...cough..." she asked bluntly, and Jiang Mian almost choked on a mouthful of sour plum juice.

Taking out two tissues and wiping his mouth, Jiang Mian smiled sweetly, "It means we are officially together."

"Where's his ex-girlfriend? According to the normal routine, shouldn't he be causing trouble?"

Jiang Mian blinked and stepped back to let the waiter get to the bottom of the pot. After they left the box, she said, "Guess who his ex-girlfriend is."

"Who?"

"Shen Tingyu."

Ji Lanruo searched in her mind, "It sounds familiar. Is it the one you two are often compared to in gossip news?"

Jiang Mian nodded, "We look a bit alike."

"Does it look like her?" Ji Lanruo didn't agree. "She's too soft. She looks like a little white lotus. You and her have different temperaments, and the facial features are not the same."

Jiang Mian stared at the pot of clear soup, waiting for it to boil, and responded, “I heard that she is also known as Xiao Jiang Mian."

Of course, it was blocked by netizens.

Ji Lanruo laughed loudly and put on an anti-splash apron, "She should know that you and your husband are married. There are so many netizens. This makes her mad to death."

Jiang Mian spread his hands, "There are quite a lot of grievances between us. By the way, you know the Qing palace drama I filmed, she was there too."

The memory of going into the water that day is still vivid in my mind.

Jiang Mian's eyebrows narrowed, and his tone was a bit uncertain, "I was filming a scene with her, and I fell into the water. I suspected...she pushed me."

Ji Lanruo's face became serious, "She is very hostile to you. Is she trying to get back to you?"

The hot pot is steaming, and the mist is rising steadily.

Jiang Mian put food into the Yuanyang pot and said without raising his head, “You still covet my man."

Ji Lanruo gritted his teeth, "Are you trying to poach someone? I hate this kind of person the most. What's your husband's attitude?"

Jiang Mian poured a portion of duck blood into the spicy pot, "turning a blind eye."

"That's right. A qualified ex should be as good as dead. How can we let her come out and dance around?"

Jiang Mian stirred the dry dish mixed by the waiter, held the cup with one hand and bit the straw and took a sip, "She can't die. Her brother is my husband's good friend."

Ji Lanruo clicked her tongue, "Then every time you meet, show affection in front of her and torture her to death."

Jiang Mian said slowly, “Do we still want to show off? We are already very affectionate."

"Damn," Ji Lanruo held Mao's belly, "Can you take care of my single mood?"

She bit her chopsticks hard and then said, "You will attend the film festival, right?"

Jiang Mian poured some sesame oil and nodded, “Yes."

She asked casually, “Who are you walking on the red carpet with?"

When mentioning this, Jiang Mian couldn't help but think of Song Xingjia.

Director Wang said that he could not find anyone else, and there was no news from Yeyi.

Jiang Mian scooped two beef meatballs with a spoon and put them into the bowl, "It should be Director Wang."

Ji Lanruo frowned, a little confused, "Song Xingjia won't be attending?"

The last time this person appeared in front of the public was to promote "High School Class 3", and he seemed to have disappeared since then.

Also, he debuted so early and has not won any awards for so many years, just the Kyoto Film Festival.

Jiang Mian shook his head, "Director Wang didn't say he would come. Why, are you very concerned about this matter?"

she asked casually.

Ji Lanruo quickly took back her chopsticks from the pot without picking up anything.

She pouted, "How could I care about him!"

Jiang Mian took her changes into account, held her cheek and pointed at her, "Lan Ruo, you have changed."

Ji Lanruo's heart skipped a beat.

"I, what happened to me?"

Jiang Mian accused Song Xingjia on her behalf, "You used to be the one who liked Actor Song the most in our dormitory. I still remember that in the dormitory next door, someone said that Song Xingjia was a transgender. You were so angry that you often gave that girl small shoes when collecting homework. Why is it getting so fast now?"

Jiang Mian didn't know why, "Also, which new star have you fallen in love with?"

To say that Ji Lanruo has liked Song Xingjia for many years.

Who has not experienced the era of a Song Dynasty actor?

An idea flashed in Jiang Mian's mind, "Could it be that you are still angry about what happened last time?"

"No!" What happened last time has long since passed, and it was not Song Xingjia who harassed her.

Strictly speaking, she didn't collapse.

But Ji Lanruo didn't know why, but she always felt unhappy in her heart.

I can’t put it into words, it’s just a bit awkward and uncomfortable.

She used a slotted spoon to scoop vegetables into the bowl. She could eat spicy food better than Jiang Mian, and her lips were still red from the spicy food.

He kept fanning his mouth with his hands, and then took another sip of the iced sour plum soup, feeling refreshed all over.

The pores were loosened and she felt comfortable. Ji Lanruo took a bite of the quail egg and said, "I just suddenly felt like I don't have that kind of filter anymore."

Thinking of the man's business-like attitude, he didn't reply to messages for several months.

When Ji Lanruo heard the news that he would not attend, he took a deep breath and couldn't tell if he felt disappointed in his heart.

"Stop talking about him and change the topic."

Jiang Mian nodded obediently, "What to change?"

"Shen Tingyu's brother should be Shen Muyuan? Then she should also go to the film festival. Although she has no works shortlisted, it's not a bad idea to join in the fun."

Jiang Mian was surprised that she knew the relationships between wealthy families and nodded, "Yes. But why did her brother go to the film festival?"

"It's a sponsor."

"Are you coming then?"

"I won't go," Ji Lanruo said without hesitation, "but my eldest brother should go."

"Why don't you come?" Jiang Mian stared at her, "You came to see me."

She looked hesitant, "Let me take a look, I'm not sure."

"good."

...

The two chatted and laughed until dark.

After eating, Jiang Mian put on the mask again.

"How are you going back?" she asked.

Ji Lanruo handed her the bag, "I drove here by myself and drove back. What about you?"

Jiang Mian put on the small bag and said, "The driver will pick you up."

"Okay, then I'm relieved."

The two got off the elevator and separated, one going to the parking lot and the other to the entrance of the mall.

It was Xiaobai who came to pick up Jiang Mian. She got into the car and asked, "Xiaobai, is the president back?"

Xiaobai scratched his head and said, "Young Madam, I didn't see the CEO coming back when I left home."

Jiang Mian raised his hand and glanced at his slender watch, "It's half past eight."

"I heard from Assistant Fan that there seems to be a project recently in cooperation with the city government, and the president is personally supervising it."

"Is that so? Thank you."

"You're welcome, madam, this is what I deserve!"

Jiang Mian returned home and took a bath, then sat on the sofa and read a book.

The huge crystal chandelier above the head is bright and the light is dazzling.

Jiang Mian held the book and fell asleep at some point.

A blanket fell gently on his shoulders. Jiang Mian held the visitor's hand and woke up suddenly, "Axiu!"

Aunt Song smiled at her and said, "It's me, young lady. Now that you're awake, go and sleep upstairs. The young master will be very distressed when he comes back to see you sleeping on the sofa."

Jiang Mian smiled awkwardly and let go of her hand, not that she was waiting for this man on purpose.

I just wanted to wait while reading the book.

When sleepiness hit her, she didn't embarrass herself. Jiang Mian closed the book and said, "Then I'll go back to the room, and Aunt Song should go to bed early."

"Good night, young lady."

"Good night."

Jiang Mian was woken up in the middle of the night by the man on top of him.

The man's fingertips lifted the collar of her pajamas with an astonishingly hot temperature. Jiang Mian was still a little confused and felt that her face was a little wet, as if she had been licked by a big wolf dog.

It wasn't until the man opened his mouth and took a bite of her delicate butterfly bone that Jiang Mian frowned in pain and woke up completely.

The familiar scent was close to her eyes, and she whispered, “Drunk?"

The man's voice was low, his eyes were deep and scary, with a strong lust, "I'm not drunk..."

After saying that, he buried himself in the crook of her neck again.

Jiang Mian noticed his intention and his breathing slowed down for a beat.

His voice trembled, “Don't bite here...there are activities...it's not easy to see people..."

The man murmured, “This place... smells..."