Jiang Mian opened the door.

Nightwing leaned against the wall, holding a transparent square box in his hand, which contained a palm-sized piece of cocoa mousse.

"Why, you don't invite me in?" He raised his eyebrows and lowered the brim of his hat like a gangster.

Jiang Mian rolled her eyes at him and walked back, "You will come in by yourself even if I don't invite you in."

"The one who knows me is Mianmian." He came in, closed the door and followed closely.

Seeing the clothes prepared on the bed, Ye Yi said lazily, "It's unlucky that I came here just when you wanted to take a shower."

Jiang Mian chuckled and said, "I don't plan to wash it now."

"OK, then come over and eat cake first."

He put his things on the bar and sat on the barstool to wait for her.

Jiang Mian poured a glass of water and handed it to him, and opened the cake with one hand, "Why did you suddenly think of buying this for me?"

"There are so many reasons. This place is delicious, so I just wanted to buy it for you to try." He held his chin and stared at Jiang Mian.

A pair of eyes with a bright smile.

Jiang Mian nodded, "It looks good."

"Of course, I stayed in Paris for four years and I ordered this every day when I was in college."

The dense taste melted in the mouth, Jiang Mian was surprised, "Did you study in Paris?"

"Yes, the Ji family gave my mother a sum of money. We first went to Canada, and then to Vancouver. After my mother passed away, I wanted to see a bigger place, so I came to Paris to study. "He said it calmly and casually.

Jiang Mian paused and said, "Do you have any thoughts about the Ji family?"

"Ideas? What ideas can I have? I have nothing to do with the Ji family." Yeyi sneered.

Jiang Mian lowered his head and took a sip of water to get rid of the bitter taste in his mouth, and then said, "You and your brother are quite similar."

"My brother??" Yeyi was excited, "No, I won't admit it. Isn't this taking advantage of me?"

"Okay, it was my fault." She scooped up the cake, "Have you ever thought about sitting down calmly and having a good chat?"

After all, she has always felt that the affairs of the previous generation have nothing to do with the next generation.

Moreover, she had always had a thought in her mind, whether Yeyi also wanted to... get closer to his brother.

Nightwing stared at the cocoa powder that accidentally got on the tip of her nose and said without thinking, "No way."

Ji Zhixiu hated him to death when he saw him.

Besides, what's there to talk about?

Jiang Mian, “Why?"

"Because...it doesn't matter what it is. What's important is that the old man Ji Zhixiu can't agree to it." He was determined.

"You haven't even tried it, are you so sure?"

"Why should I try, even if I know it's impossible?"

Jiang Mian wiped the corners of his mouth and leaned on the table to get closer to him.

Nightwing leaned back, "Why are you so close?"

Jiang Mian observed his expression carefully, and then asked seriously, “Are you afraid?"

Yeyi was stunned for a second, then suddenly raised his voice a little louder, "Afraid? What am I afraid of? What do I have to be afraid of?"

"You're afraid that he won't accept you as a younger brother, and you're afraid of his disgusted eyes, aren't you?" Jiang Mian revealed the secrets in his heart one by one.

Yeyi lowered his eyelashes, and the broken hair on his forehead blocked his eyes, making it impossible for people to see what he was thinking.

After a long time, he raised his head and smiled, "No. It's because I hate him and I don't want to see him."

"Okay," Jiang Mian sat down.

"You believe me." Nightwing emphasized.

"I believe you," is weird.

Jiang Mian knew that this guy was extremely tough-talking.

She threw the finished trash into the trash can and clapped her hands to end the topic. "Okay, I'm going to take a shower. You can go out."

"Ok," Nightwing stood up and walked out.

At the door of the room, Yeyi grabbed the door frame and stuck his head out, "Will you take me with you for the filming tomorrow?"

Jiang Mian folded his hands on his chest and stared at him, "Why do I take you with me?"

"After all, I am also your 'assistant', so I can't fight with you."

"Okay, then if you want to get up, come together. We'll be there at seven o'clock tomorrow."

"No problem, good night."

"Good night."

Nightwing returns to the room.

He heard his cell phone ringing, and when he opened it, he saw an unknown number.

I did not answer.

A few minutes later, the bell rang again.

Yeyi clicked his tongue and took the phone, "Hello."

"Is it Nightwing?"

There was a sweet female voice on the other end.

Nightwing glanced at the caller ID, "You don't know who I am and you still call me?"

His tone was obviously angry.

The other party didn't pay attention, but said, “That's good, I finally found you."

Yeyi frowned, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I want to cooperate with you. I wonder if the nightclub is interested?"

There was a hint of amusement in Yeyi's eyes, and he unbuttoned his coat with one hand and leaned on the sofa.

"What kind of cooperation? Tell me about it?"

"I wonder, is there a very important person in the heart of the nightclub? That person is still someone you can't hope for, because whether it is identity or anything else... it firmly limits you." She The voice is pleasant and eloquent.

Listen carefully, it's a bit confusing.

Yeyi's smile gradually stopped and he chuckled softly.

The person who always loved to laugh suddenly stopped laughing.

He must be angry.

It's a pity that the other person didn't know Yeyi well, so when he heard this "ha", he thought it was a stab in his mind.

He continued, “I want to help the nightclub and capture my sweetheart. I don't know, what does the nightclub want?"

Nightwing, “Is there such a good thing? What do you need me to do?"

This means taking the bait.

The other party was ecstatic inside.

She suppressed the raised corners of her lips and continued softly, "You don't need to do anything, you just need to follow my arrangements."

"Okay, what are your arrangements?"

The other party was obviously not that stupid. She paused and said, "Where is the nightclub now? I want to interview you."

The next moment, she heard Yeyi speak with the quintessence of Chinese culture hitting her eardrums, which startled her, "Shen Tingyu, are you pretending to be you?"

Looking for him to be an ally? Is she worthy?

Shen Tingyu's expression changed, she clenched her phone tightly, and simply admitted, "How did you know it was me?"

Yeyi curled his lips and sneered coldly, "Besides you, who else would put their mind on this kind of thing? Why are you so blind and dishonest?"

Shen Tingyu's face turned green and white, and she lowered her voice, "Ye Yi, people in the dark don't tell secrets. If you want to get Jiang Mian, I will help you."

"unnecessary."

As if she guessed that he would hang up the phone next second, Shen Tingyu quickly stopped him, "Don't hang up the phone yet, I'm serious. You like her, right?"

If she didn't like it, why did Yeyi give her Fanhua the best resources?

There are so many artists in the company, but Jiang Mian is the only one who interacts with her on Weibo.

A woman's intuition told her that Yeyi must have thoughts about Jiang Mian.

Yeyi paused and said in a dangerous tone, "Shen Tingyu, who I like has nothing to do with you. You'd better put away those self-righteous thoughts of yours."

"Don't you hate Ji Zhixiu?" she said anxiously, "He caused you mother and son to go far away."

Yeyi was happy, "Are you sick?"

What right does his son, a mistress, have to hate the son of the main wife?

He is the one with the right name, who is he?

Shen Tingyu stared at the screen of his cell phone that was hung up, with an unreadable expression.

She thought Yeyi would definitely agree if she proposed Jiang Mian.

Unexpectedly, he actually rejected her.

Forget it, since this road doesn't work, forget it.

...

Yeyi blocked his number and had a comfortable sleep.

Early the next morning, he knocked on Jiang Mian's door, "How are you, are you on time?"

Jiang Mian smiled, "Quite on time, come in."

"I brought you breakfast." Nightwing put the things on the table.

Jiang Mian rolled up her hair and fixed it with a clip, "Wait a minute while I put on makeup."

She wants to put on light makeup, and naturally there will be a makeup teacher to put it on for her when she goes there.

The weather in Paris is not as hot as Kyoto.

At this moment, Jiang Mian wore a slim-fitting long-sleeved pink hip-hugging dress indoors, showing off her curvy figure.

Her long chestnut hair was tied up casually, but there were still a few strands of hair hanging down, which added to her charming temperament.

Nightwing whistled, "She looks beautiful even without makeup. She is like my goddess of luck."

Jiang Mian ignored him and entered the bathroom, "Have you eaten?"

The sound came through the half-open door.

Nightwing pointed his toes on the ground and turned the stool in a circle, "Didn't eat."

"Then you eat first."

"I'll wait with you."

After finishing speaking, he was stunned.

Why does he like this simple everyday conversation so much?

It's as if the two of them really live together...

Jiang Mian came out, poured two glasses of milk and brought it over, "I'll go directly to the Champs Elysées later for filming and go out on location."

Nightwing shrugged, "It doesn't matter, I will follow you wherever you go."

Jiang Mian yawned, "Okay, let's eat first."

After dinner, the three of them followed the people sent by the magazine to the Champs Elysées.

The partners had already set up a temporary studio.

The theme of this shoot is youth power.

In contrast, the makeup that Jiang Mian wore was more sassy and grand.

He tied his hair into a high ponytail and wore a red suit.

Nightwing praised, "Cool girl!"

Jiang Mian exchanged a few sentences with the photographer about her thoughts in English, and then prepared to start shooting.

Jiang Mian had to take two sets of photos for the internal magazine cover and the external magazine cover.

I also changed into two sets of clothes, with different styles.

What she wears are high-definition products that she has collaborated with the brand.

It also attracted many passers-by to watch.

When the shooting ended, it was almost noon.

Jiang Mian still wanted to wander around, so she declined the staff's offer to send her back together.

Li Zhuyi packed up her things and said, "Sister, I want to go back first."

Jiang Mian nodded, "Just go back with them."

Nightwing stood behind her, "I'll stay and hang out too."

The two of them strolled down the street.

This street is bustling with people and has a strong romantic atmosphere.

It had just drizzled in the morning, and there was still some moisture in the air.

Nightwing stood side by side with her, "What do you want to buy? Let's go shopping on West Street? There are some clothing stores and perfume shops there. You should like it."

Jiang Mian stopped and said, "Okay, but I want to drink some water first. I'm thirsty."

She just took the photo and had to touch up her makeup to prevent her lipstick from getting stained. She didn't drink any water.

When she remembered it, she realized that her water glass had been taken away by Li Zhuyi.

Nightwing looked around and found that there were no shops on this street.

"Wait for me here and I'll buy it for you." He looked down at her.

Jiang Mian found a street chair and sat down, "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Nightwing's figure quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Jiang Mian took out his cell phone and sent a message to Ji Zhixiu.

Jiang Mian: [I just finished work, I should be able to go back tomorrow]

Just as he was about to click send, Jiang Mian heard a voice above his head.

"Are you Jiang Mian?"

Jiang Mian thought she was recognized again, and looked up with a smile on her face, "It's me."

Of the two men standing in front of her, one of them, a tall and lanky man, laughed twice, "That's good, I'm looking for you."

There was something indescribably weird about his smile.

Jiang Mian suddenly felt something bad. Just as he was about to take a step back, his left and right arms were lifted up.

At the same time, the cold hard object pressed against his waist made Jiang Mian realize that this was no joke.

This shape and outline... made her immediately stop calling for help.

Seeing her honesty, the two looked at each other and smiled.

During the tug, the phone fell to the ground, and the screen lit up slightly and then turned off.

The two of them stuffed Jiang Mian into the carriage and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

All added up, it only takes a few seconds.