Chapter 12

When the landlady saw him, she said with a smile, "is the handsome guy here at last?"

Ling Han is used to being called a handsome guy. She nods her head without blushing. "I'm so busy these days. Is my jar ready?"

"It's already done. I'm waiting for you to take it back." Wearing a national style, the female boss Jiaoxiao takes Ling han to the shelf to get the pottery pot.

After a while, the landlady held out a black pottery pot the size of a pumpkin. The pot had a big belly and a small neck, and its whole body was dark and shiny. It looked simple, generous and charming.

Ling Han's holding it is like holding her newborn son. She is reluctant to give it away. He has never had such a precious thing in his last life.

After a night's sleep at the bedside table, Ling Han gets up in the morning and cleans herself up. She carefully packs the pottery jar in the gift box she bought, and happily carries it to GMG.

When he inquired about Lu Siyuan's floor and room, he went up to the seventh floor with a pottery pot. When he got to the seventh floor, he suddenly came to the front desk

The location of the room reported seems to be the office where I used to stay.

Ling Han pauses and continues to hold the pottery pot in her arms to the corner room. A moment later, the door opens. Qin Yong, who is in a stiff suit, appears at the door with a look of surprise on his face.

"Ling Han?" It seems very surprised to see Ling Han.

Ling Han takes a quick look inside and finds Lu Siyuan sitting on one end of the black leather sofa. On the other side of the sofa sits a man. This man Ling Han is very familiar with. Cheng Rui, once a male star of GMG, seems to be talking.

Lu Siyuan's slender legs overlapped at will, his body half leaning on the sofa, one hand lazily supporting his head.

His expression, as always, is indifferent and alienated, giving people a sense of indifference that is hard to approach. His skin is as smooth and delicate as ceramics, with cold texture. His eyes are as dark as cold glass, with a cool feeling.

Ling Han's cold and sharp eyes get stuck, but he soon regains his composure. I'm kidding. He used to be a big movie star who was equal to Lu Siyuan. Even if his identity has changed dramatically, he can't be weak in momentum.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were busy. Excuse me." He said.

Qin Yong said with a smile, "what can I do for you?"

Ling Han said to Lu Siyuan, "last time you saved me, I didn't have time to thank you, so today I came to send this..."

After a pause, seeing that Lu Siyuan didn't mean to get up, he put the gift box on the familiar walnut table. Scanning around, the furnishings in the office are not much different from those before he died, and even the position of the furniture has not changed. If it's not for the wrong person, Ling Han will think that she is still the white movie king in the sun.

"What did you send?" The slightly familiar male voice makes Ling Han come back to her senses and finds that Cheng Rui, who was originally sitting on the sofa, has stood up and looks at the gift box on the table curiously and ironically.

"Can you open it?" He turned to ask Lu Siyuan.

Lu Siyuan nodded slightly.

Cheng Rui carelessly opened the gift box and revealed the dark pottery pot inside. He was surprised and said, "what's this? A jar? "

Ling Han knows that Cheng Rui has some problems. His EQ is not high - although he has nothing to blame on others on this point - which leads to his bad star road. In a word, he is not very good at being a man and has no special advantages, so he has not been doing well.

"What age of antiques are they?" Cheng Rui asked suspiciously.

Ling Han said, "it's not an antique. It's just made."

"Not antiques?" Cheng Rui is incredible, "young master Ling, Siyuan has helped you so much, so you send him a broken jar?"

In the showy entertainment circle, it's too shabby to give a jar of pearls and gems as gifts.

Ordinary people will be ashamed to be run like this, but Ling Han is not an ordinary person. He is a guy full of self-confidence. In his heart, the things made by him are naturally precious, so he said in a very proud way: "this is the first finished product I made by myself, which is of great significance. I hope Mr. Lu can like it."

Is it too cheeky to use the word "extraordinary"?

Cheng Rui is choked by his upright attitude and can't help looking at Lu Siyuan.

Lu Siyuan's face finally showed a trace of interest, "Oh? What did you do? "

"Yes." Ling Han answered loudly.

"What is this jar for?"

Huh? Isn't it a decoration? Does Lu Siyuan not like such decorative things?Lu Siyuan's expression is still light, not any happy look, also did not show a look of disdain, Ling Han is not sure about his attitude.

"What do I do with cans?" Lu Siyuan asked.

Huh?

"Whatever you want to do." Ling Han thought for a while, quick witted, "can be an ornament, can arrange flowers, can put fruit, can also hide private money."

Qin yongpu chuckles, Cheng Rui stares, and Lu Siyuan raises his mouth slightly.

Ling Han:

Say out of the words spilled out of the water, "well, I accept the gift, you can go."

Ling Han is greatly relieved. Now that she has received the gift, she has less sense of debt in her heart. He didn't want to stay much, so he nodded to Qin Yong and left.

"Now the way of holding your thighs is getting more and more old-fashioned. You just want to get along with each other when you send a broken jar. You have to pay attention to it later. You can't get rid of it if you stick it on

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As soon as he walked out of the room, he heard Cheng Rui's sarcastic voice coming from behind. Therefore, Cheng Rui's intelligence quotient and emotional quotient may not be popular in his life.

Suddenly heard behind him came a sound, like something was broken.

There was nothing to fall in that room except the earthenware pots that had just been sent out.

Ling Han's steps are in place.

Doesn't he like it?

It took me a long time to make it!

Finally angry, Ling Han wants to rush back to pick up the pieces and carry them away, but finally he holds back his anger and goes on as if he didn't hear anything.

The things you send out are no longer your own. You can handle them at will. In fact, from the beginning of the hospital, he saw that Lu Siyuan didn't like to see himself at all. If he hadn't been blind at that time, he would not have pulled himself out of the river.

Lu Siyuan is not rare to think about how to repay him!

Taking a deep breath, Ling Han calmly walks towards the elevator entrance. On the way, she meets several men and women who are laughing. When they pass by, one of them comes to her

The beautiful boy suddenly stares at him in disbelief with a frightened expression.

"Chang Huan, what are you looking at?" Someone nearby asked.

"Ling Han, are you Ling Han?" The beautiful boy in the Baseball Jacket came by in two steps.

Ling Han is full of worries and doesn't notice the group until someone suddenly calls his name from behind.

Is it a former acquaintance?

Ling Han did not dare to say more and stood in the same place silently.

"Are you, are you ok?" Asked the pretty boy, a little pale.

Ling Han touched the back of his head and gave him a smile, "it's OK."

"Chang Huan, let's go."

The people waiting there called out, and Chang Huan hurriedly left.

Ling Han didn't care. She didn't react until she got in the elevator. Chang Huan's voice was a little familiar. Where did she hear it?

This idea flashed by and was soon forgotten after he met ah Kun. After the accident, a Kun stares at his whereabouts very closely. As soon as he sees him, he asks where he has gone. Ling Han tells him the truth.

Ah Kun's face immediately began to smile. "It turned out that I was going to see Lu Da Ying di. I thought you really wanted to be a saint. That's right. It seems that I think about it very much these days

It's transparent. "

Ling Han did not refute a Kun's words. Ah Kun thinks that he's going to run Lu Siyuan's relationship. Let him think so for a moment. Anyway, he won't lose a piece of meat. It's just that Lu Siyuan doesn't want to go there for a second time. He doesn't like to insult himself.

MV Ling Han got up at 5 a.m. the next day and drove to her destination before 6 a.m. Based on his previous life experience, there is a section of complicated traffic conditions when going to the southeast film and Television City, especially in the morning and evening rush hour, which is often blocked for half an hour. Back then, whether you were driving a tricycle or a Ferrari, you couldn't move.

Ling Han got up early and went all the way to the southeast film and television city. When he arrived at the film and Television City, it was just past eight o'clock. But to his surprise, Fujii, the director of MV, arrived early and was directing his team members to set up the venue and correct the details.