Chapter 12：

Qi Peng was autistic after returning from the theater, gloomy like a gray mushroom growing in a damp corner.

He found out through some means that more than half of the resources that were withdrawn were written by the He family.

"I expected the Gibbs family to retaliate, but I didn't expect He Xun to be more ruthless than them. Are you not your own?"

"If possible, I don't want to be born by him." He Huan calmly looked at Zhinao.

These actions of He Xun must have been a fatal blow to the original owner, but He Huan has no interest in acting.

"What time is it still playing with brains!" Qi Peng glanced at him, and muttered: "I said ugly things first, and I don't do business at a loss."

He Huan chuckled: "I really don't have any revolutionary friendship at all. Do you think I look like a loser?"

Qi Peng felt dizzy from his laughter, touched his nose, and turned his face away: "I'm honest and honest, not like those people who like to play tricks."

He Huan: "Don't change concepts secretly, your character is stingy and stingy."

Qi Peng was not embarrassed when he was punctured. He raised his head and chest, and admitted generously: "There is nothing wrong with this. Only people who are careful and budgetary will live. Diligence and thrift are virtues."

After he forced himself to virtue, he was finally a little embarrassed.

"That... your next plan is..."

He Huan dialed Jiang Xintian's communication number in front of him.

Qi Peng opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg: "I, me, you dare to find him?"

He Huan lazily brushed the hair drooping down to his eyelids: "It depends on whether the old man's words count."

Qi Peng remembered that at the memorial service, Jiang Xintian treated He Huan very kindly.

But many bigwigs were like this at that time, just like the business politeness of the elders to the younger generation.

Although the relationship between Jiang Xintian and Muriel is extraordinary, after so many years, who knows how much true love is left.

Qi Peng looked at him suspiciously, feeling uneasy.

The communication was quickly connected.

He Huan: "Mr. Jiang, hello, I'm He Huan."

"Xiao Huan?!" Jiang Xintian's hearty laughter came from the other end: "Are you looking for the old man to drink?"

"Yes, I don't know if Mr. Jiang is free in the near future. I brewed a bottle of wine myself and I want to bring it to you to taste." He Huan said.

"You still make your own wine?" Jiang Xintian was very interested: "This must be tasted. You brought wine to my house the day after tomorrow, and there happened to be a party."

He Huan: "My honor."

Jiang Xintian also repeatedly urged: "You must come."

This is sleepwalking, Qi Peng asked in a daze: "Mr. Jiang really invited you to his house?"

He Huan showed the address location sent by Jiang Xintian.

Qi Peng pinched his thigh: "Hiss...it hurts so much, it turned out to be real! Damn, you really have it, He Huan." He paused: "I've known you for so many years, why didn't I know you could make wine? Where's your wine? Aren't you framing Mr. Jiang?"

Who in the circle doesn't know that Jiang Xintian is addicted to alcohol, and he can't live without alcohol for a day.

There are not many people who want to use his hobby to get close, but Jiang Xintian has a tricky mouth, and there are not many people who really take advantage of it.

Jiang Xintian has never had any good wine before, so asking He Huan to bring the wine he brewed to the party is a great way to save face!

Qi Peng saw He Huan went to the bedroom, and when he came out, he had an extra wine bottle in his hand. The body of the bottle was a very classical oriental design.

"This is the wine I made." He Huan uncorked the cork, and the clear and sweet aroma of the wine wafted away instantly.

Qi Peng stretched his neck, his nose kept moving, like a greedy mouse: "My God, what kind of wine is so fragrant!"

Even a person like him who is not greedy for drinking can't help swallowing.

He Huan put the cork back on the bottle and said, "Acacia flower wine."

…

Lanfeng Villa Area.

Jiang Xintian's current residence.

It was almost evening when He Huan arrived, and the banquet hadn't started yet.

The servant standing at the door led him into the living room.

Looking around, they were all the top figures in the circle, and they had attended Muriel's memorial service a few days ago.

Seeing He Huan, this group of people no longer had the same enthusiasm as before.

Some greeted him indifferently, and some even pretended not to see him.

Zheng Changdong was also invited, and when he saw He Huan's sudden appearance, he became furious when he remembered what happened the day before yesterday.

After a few steps, he walked up to He Huan and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Of course it's Teacher Jiang's invitation."

He Huan was tall and tall, not at all embarrassed and timid by the coldness of the crowd, just like walking in his own yard, very happy.

Seeing his calm and composed appearance, Zheng Changdong compared with what he had suffered in the past two days, his heart was like a steel fork, bloody.

"You said yes? Who knows if he ran in salivating."

Standing on the second floor, Jiang Xintian took into account the quarrel between the two, smiled and said to the people around him, "Xiaohuan is really calm."

The pretty lady next to her raised her chin, her lavender eyes were full of complacency: "I just said he's pretty good."

It was Mrs. Gloria.

The two have been drinking buddies for many years, but due to their busy schedules, they get together less and leave more, so it is rare to get together today.

Jiang Xintian laughed, and blinked narrowly: "It's rare that you defend someone like this."

Gloria brushed her blond curly hair, and elegantly sipped her wine with her red lips: "Of course it's because he's worth it."

Jiang Xintian suddenly said, "Your perfume smells really good tonight."

Fascinating.

Gloria's beautiful eyes suddenly twinkled with stars, and a charming smile bloomed on the corner of her mouth: "It's my little farewell!"

She's completely obsessed with the fragrance, she feels good every time she wears it, and it's so attractive that everyone pays attention to her.

Jiang Xintian was a little surprised, but watching the dispute below became more and more intense: "We should go down."

Gloria glanced at Zheng Changdong, and her disgust flashed by.

When the two came down, they happened to hear Zheng Changdong saying: "You look so ugly struggling to die, why don't you find some alha to have a baby."

Everyone in the circle received the news that the Gibbs family and the He family made it clear that He Huan would be banned.

Under the absolute power of nobles and chaebols, no one dared to resist this order.

He Huan is completely finished in the entertainment industry.

"Why didn't I know that He Huan was going to die."

Zheng Changdong turned his head stiffly when he heard this voice, and pulled out a dry smile: "Mr. Jiang..."

Jiang Xintian was expressionless: "Director Zheng thinks that oga is only suitable for alha to have children?"

Everyone in the circle knows that Jiang Xintian's oga daughter was deceived by a scumbag who repeatedly brainwashed her that oga was a social waste, and was only allocated to alha to have children, and later committed suicide due to depression.

Jiang Xintian disliked this statement.

Zheng Changdong's eyes were blank, and he took two steps back without even realizing it: "I, I didn't mean that... I just kindly persuaded He Huan not to do useless work."

Jiang Xintian became more and more indifferent: "Useless work?"

Zheng Changdong swallowed: "Everyone in the circle knows, why should you..."

Gloria walked over meanderingly, and sneered: "Let me listen to what is said in the circle, and see who dares to touch my hood!"

The moment Zheng Changdong saw Gloria, all the blood disappeared from his face.

Why did the countess suddenly take care of He Huan's affairs? When did they meet? If He Huan had such resources, how could he be struggling in the entertainment circle.

He Huan said all the good things and made all kinds of compromises for his male second role in this play before, so he reluctantly gave it.

A series of questions had made his already tense nerves even more fragile.

Facing Gloya's icy cold eyes, Zheng Changdong slipped on the soles of his feet and frantically grabbed a floral bollard to stand still.

A handful of flowers on the pillar were scratched and fell miserably to the ground.

It looked like Zheng Changdong in a mess.

"I…"

Jiang Xintian glanced at the remaining flowers on the ground, there was no warmth in his eyes.

The sense of prestige accumulated over the years is strong: "Director Zheng, I heard that your crew had some problems a few days ago, which also affected the time for review. I have a character in this drama that is very suitable for Xiao Huan. How about this one?" In your spare time, do you lend him to me?"

How could Zheng Changdong dare to say no: "Damn, of course it's okay..."

Facing the evergreen tree in the entertainment industry, the national treasure senior, Zheng Changdong could only swallow the bitter fruit in his stomach.

If I had known that He Huan was capable of letting Jiang Xintian and Mrs. Gloria speak for him, I wouldn't have dared to wear shoes for He Huan if I borrowed a thousand guts from him.

It's all because the benefits offered by the He family and the Gibbs family are so tempting that he can't bear it.

Gloria sneered: "I think this gentleman is not feeling well, why don't you go home and rest early."

Zheng Changdong had a bitter face. Tonight's party was finally arranged by him through his connections. The purpose was to find a big boss to save the drama he was working on.

The stool was kicked out when it was not hot, and the circle would not know how to arrange him tomorrow.

He begged for mercy in a low voice: "I'm fine, I..."

Jiang Xintian: "Housekeeper, send Director Zheng off."

Zheng Changdong opened his mouth, and under the mocking gazes of everyone, he was led out by the butler like a bereaved dog.

When he walked past He Huan, he couldn't help but take a look.

He Huan's expression was flat, neither sad nor happy, as if he was just a piece of air, and he didn't take him seriously at all.

Zheng Changdong thought of the purpose of tonight and the amount of compensation to be paid, and he spun and fell to the ground.

…

The hall was bustling again.

Everyone returned to their respective positions, as if nothing just happened.

Just suddenly, like a stage change.

The people who had previously ignored He Huan's love changed into enthusiastic faces, as if they were old friends who had been dating for many years.

He Huan is kind and easy to deal with.

After pushing the cups and changing the cups for a round, there is free time.

He Huan picked up the wine he had prepared and walked to Jiang Xintian's side: "Mr. Jiang, this is the wine I made for you."

Jiang Xintian put down the cigar in his hand and smiled: "If you have a heart, put it here."

He just praised casually at that time, the child is Muriel's son, he cherishes the remembrance and miss of his best friend, and will take good care of He Huan no matter what.

Gloria, who was sitting next to her, had beautiful eyes, spread her feather fan, and covered her red lips lightly: "Xintian, why don't you give me this wine?"

Jiang Xintian was stunned for a moment: "There are so many fine wines in your winery, why are you arguing with me about this?"

Gloria giggled coquettishly: "Will you give it or not?"

The perfume that He Huan sent her was extraordinary, and the wine this time must be no different.

Jiang Xintian glanced at He Huan.

He Huan met Gloria's sly eyes and smiled knowingly: "It's all up to Teacher Jiang."

Jiang Xintian laughed for a while, and pushed the bottle over with his right hand: "Since Xiaohuan agrees, here we go."

Gloria put away her feather fan, held the wine bottle in her slender and beautiful hands, and pried hard against the cork with her thumbs.

Boo—

The cork was separated from the mouth of the bottle, and thin white smoke spewed out from the mouth of the bottle.

Albizia julibrissin flower wine has the effect of relieving depression, calming the nerves, and calming the mind.

In addition, He Huan is infused with spiritual energy, which can prolong life, nourish energy and store energy, and is very suitable for middle-aged and elderly people to take health care.

The aroma of Albizia Julibrissin flower wine is clear and fragrant, lingering and mellow, and the smell is heart-rending.

Sure enough, Jiang Xintian and Gloria were completely immersed in the aroma of the wine.

The brows and eyes are stretched, and the expression is relaxed, as if entering the mysterious realm of Zen.

Unknowingly, Jiang Xintian stretched out his hand towards the wine bottle, and his fingertips touched the back of Gloya's hand.

Gloria woke up with a start, and quickly pressed the wine bottle to her plump chest: "Come and get it if you have the ability!"

Jiang Xintian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and looked at her eagerly: "Give me a taste?"

He looked like a child begging for a toy, and he didn't have the majesty and sternness that he just yelled at Zheng Changdong.

Gloria's brows and eyes were full of pride: "You said you gave it to me."

Jiang Xintian supported his forehead, which was lifting a rock and hitting himself in the foot.

Gloria definitely opened the wine bottle in front of him on purpose, just to make fun of herself.

He Huan smoothed things over: "I still have some wine, and I'll send another bottle to Mr. Jiang next time."

Jiang Xintian nodded in relief: "Xiaohuan is really sensible."

As soon as he said this, there was a sudden commotion at the door, as if some important person had come.

Jiang Xintian clapped his hands happily, and said to He Huan: "Look, the leading actor of our show is here, Yan Tingyun, who is most popular among young people, let's go, let's take you to meet him."

…

As soon as Gloya returned to the mansion, she saw her nephew carrying a military backpack, as if she was about to go out.

"Fitz, where are you going?"

Fitz slung his backpack over his shoulders: "Out of mission, there is a strange shape on the planet Xsburg."

Gloria looked at him distressedly: "Why do you keep doing such dangerous things, why don't you stay with me for a few more days?!"

Fitz was silent, and walked towards the door with slender and powerful legs.

Xu Yihan drove to pick him up, and just landed at the door: "Fitz gets in the car, there are already urgings."

Gloria hurried over.

She knew that Fitz was a boring gourd, and would not answer no matter how she asked, she would ask Xu Yihan directly every time she had anything.

"Xiaohan, is this mission dangerous?"

Xu Yihan saluted her with a smile: "Report Madam, it's a piece of cake, you don't have to worry."

Groya breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

But I don't know why, but I still feel a little uneasy.

When she saw Xu Yihan start the car and was about to leave, she panicked even more. When she saw the wine bottle in her hand, she put it directly into Fitz's hand: "It's so boring to go on a mission, drink some wine to relieve fatigue."

Fitz didn't need such a thing, but the car started moving, so he had to pack the bottle in his backpack.