C6 Bath and Sleep

"Where did you meet a handsome guy? How come I didn't know about him?" Liu Kexin looked at her son with an expression of disbelief.

"Me. I won't tell you! " This is a secret between me and my little mother! "

Liu ZiRui raised his chin, looking very proud and delicate.

"Heh, you're even going back on your words!"

He saw that Liu Kexin's attention was all focused on bickering with his son.

and ignored the fact that she was driving,

Zhao Yingnan had no choice but to persuade him.

"Look ahead! Drive well!" "What's the point of competing with your own son!"

"Yes, yes. What little mommy said makes sense!

Elder sister, where do you have the appearance of an adult that only knows how to bicker with me! "

Liu Zirui was eager to see the world in chaos. He waved his hands and added,

"Alright Rui, stop messing with her, she's a female driver!"

Zhao Yuenan said as she filled in the interesting online stories about female drivers.

He couldn't help but laugh.

Half an hour later, Liu Kexin parked the car firmly in front of Zhao Yingnan's apartment building.

"Little Mama."

Seeing that Ling Xiao was about to get off the car, Liu Zirui held her tightly.

"Rui Rui, I'm going home. Next time I'm resting, I'll bring you to the amusement park."

Zhao Yingnan hugged him and got off the car.

"Slow down."

"I understand. Bye bye!"

This day was destined to be a different day for Zhao Yingnan.

Ten years. How many years could a person have ten years?

He had deliberately avoided him, but it was true that he hadn't seen him in the past ten years.

However, whenever news of him appeared on the news,

She would still deliberately pay attention to him,

For example, he made a new movie,

For example, he made a movie that won a prize again,

For example, he was rumored to have been involved with a Hollywood actress.

When the elevator stopped on the floor of her apartment building, she was distracted by the events of the day.

Until the sharp warning sound of the elevator came,

Only then did Zhao Yingnan recover and walk out of the elevator.

In the private room of the restaurant, Mo Chengfeng was entertaining a few businessmen and celebrities.

"Why would Director Mo want to return home this time to develop?" At the banquet, an official asked.

"Having filmed a movie and reached the bottleneck, I don't know what to do when I return home.

One of my closest friends was a businessman,

It's rather interesting, that's why I thought of forming a group. "

Mo Chengfeng took a sip of the red wine and replied calmly.

"Is Director Mo's good friend the former Mr. Fang Beichen of the Ling Group?"

I think you mentioned it in a movie interview! "

The person who spoke was a very famous producer in Beijing.

"Yeah, it's him. We used to be university classmates."

When he mentioned the dead Fang Bei Chen, Mo Chengfeng was naturally a little hurt.

This meal lasted for almost three hours.

Some connections were introduced by Mo Chengfeng's father, Mo Zixuan.

Some of them were from the years when Mo Chengfeng was the director.

The strong connections he had built up.

After dinner, Mo Chengfeng got into his Bugatsu sports car.

The driver respectfully asked.

"Mr. Mo, are we going back to the villa?"

"Yes." Mo Chengfeng drank a little too much, and he looked a little dizzy.

However, his eyes were abnormally clear.

In these years, his alcohol capacity had been getting better and better,

It was very hard to get drunk. Looking at his appearance today, at most, it was just a little drunk.

The sports car was driving through the most bustling streets of Beijing,

Congestion along the way …

It was really depressing.

Mo Chengfeng didn't know why he wanted to return to Beijing, nor why he wanted to.

It was as if that was what he was thinking.

It was as if there was something here that he wanted to find, something beautiful that he had lost.

In the days before he returned, he met many people.

who used to know, who didn't,

But the most special, the most impressive,

It was Zhao Yingnan.

That company wasn't the best in the industry, but it had a lot of creative people with spiritual qi.

What Mo Chengfeng loved the most, and what he was most adept at, was making movies.

Therefore, he treasured talents a lot, and he also admired creators who had ideas.

If you look at it from a work perspective,

Mo Chengfeng only admired Zhao Yingnan.

And this is something that, for an internationally renowned director,

"Appreciation" was already a very high evaluation.

But if you look at it from another perspective,

He looked at the unassuming Zhao Yingnan.

I always feel like, like, you know,

Especially her eyes.

How to describe it?

Zhao Yingnan's eyes were not as dull as the traditional eyes, they were so large that it was just right for her.

It was a bit more, a bit less, a bit less, a bit more charming.

It was that exact piece that made her eyes seem even more radiant and radiant.

He was able to firmly attract the gazes of others.

Mo Chengfeng remembered the first time he saw Zhao Yingnan, who had just pushed the door open.

He didn't know why, but deep in his heart, he felt an indescribable pain.

However, the time taken was very short …

And in her eyes, he also saw something different.

However, there was no way for him to judge …

That difference was because they had seen it before,

Or, just because he's a famous director,

Perhaps the feelings of a girl were just faint surprises.

"Young master is back!" Would you like me to make some supper for you? "

Mo Chengfeng bought a very expensive villa in Beijing.

The total price, plus the decorations, is close to 500 million,

Some of the servants he brought over were from the Mo Clan who had taken care of him before.

"No need," Mo Chengfeng felt thirsty.

He poured himself a glass of water and went upstairs.

These days, he had been busy with the establishment of the corporation.

Exhausted, Mo Chengfeng directly laid on the bed after going upstairs.

He closed his eyes and tried to take a nap.

Such a coincidence, and such a necessity …

Zhao Yingnan's gaze appeared in his mind.

"There are probably too many girls with average looks like me.

And that's why you feel familiar, "

This is the answer she gave him today,

Is that so? Is that really true?

Mo Chengfeng couldn't help asking himself,

No, that's not it.

A resolute voice of denial arose from the bottom of his heart.

After a long while, Mo Chengfeng frowned, then he rubbed his temples.

and tell yourself, don't think about it,

Maybe she really was just an insignificant girl,

Maybe she really was just an ordinary looking girl that he had seen on the street one day.

There was no difference.

As Mo Chengfeng thought of this and repeatedly hinted in his mind, he realized that …

In his head, he felt a sharp headache.

It slowly eased up.

He got out of bed and strode toward the bathroom.

He decided to take a bath and go to bed. He stopped thinking about anything else.

Back in her apartment, Zhao Yingnan had the same thoughts as Mo Chengfeng.

After the inner turmoil of the encounter,

And then the occasional surge in the restaurant,

Now, after she had showered,

Other than sleeping, he really didn't have any other thoughts.