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Huo Yelin took out a gray and white kitten doll from the paper bag and waved it in front of her.

Zhao Yilin's attention was instantly drawn over to the man, but she forced herself to come back to her senses.

Huo Yelin asked, "Do you like it?"

He turned his face towards Zhao Yilin. The cat had green eyes, and the corners of its mouth were drooping. It looked like it was being annoyed, and the pink ribbon around its neck was swaying back and forth. It looked very lovable.

Zhao Yilin looked away and said, "Take it away, I hate cats!"

Huo Yelin raised his eyebrows and said, "Impossible. Fang Xinying said that you like cats the most."

"Traitor!" Zhao Youlan blurted out in anger as her eyeballs followed the movements of the cat in Huo Yelin's hands.

Huo Yelin placed the cat in front of his face and said in a muffled voice, "The one who answered the phone is my cousin. Don't be angry, okay?"

"What's wrong with Cousin!" After going back dozens of years, Cousin can still get married to Cousin! " He was wearing a rumpled shirt, and his hair was still wet. It was obvious that he had rushed over in a hurry.

The anger in her heart had almost disappeared, but she still refused to let him go.

Huo Yelin shook his kitten and said, "From today onwards, I won't allow anyone other than you to enter my room and touch my phone."

Zhao Yilan pursed her lips into a smile and snatched the kitten away from him. "Stop pretending. How can a kitten talk like you? You make it sound like a big wolf."

Huo Yelin said, "Then, I'll go and buy a Great Gray Wolf puppet next time."

Zhao Yilin relaxed her brows and smiled widely. Her eyes were like crescent moons, and the sunlight shone down on her face, making her look like an angel in the holy light.

Huo Yelin couldn't help but reach out to pull her into his embrace and kiss her eyes and cheeks.

Zhao Yilin had already experienced this kind of intimacy too many times. She played with the kitten and allowed him to kiss her more and more, eventually pushing her onto the windowsill.

The figurine tumbled onto the carpet, and Zhao Yilin's breathing quickened from the kiss. She nudged him on the shoulder and said, "Ye Lin, don't be like this."

Huo Yelin said in a hoarse voice, "I won't go in. I just want to kiss you."

Zhao Yilin's heart softened. She stopped trying to stop her and put her hand in his hair, enjoying the pleasure that came from being in the clouds.

After a long while, Huo Yelin carried her to the sofa and sat down.

"Ye Lin, why did you let me move here?" Zhao Yilin whispered into the cat's ears.

Huo Yelin said, "The security conditions here are the best, and the environment here is pretty good. Don't you like it?"

Zhao Yilin looked up and met his gaze. His eyes were always so dark that no one could tell what he was thinking. "You're lying."

Huo Yelin kissed her forehead and said, "Don't let your thoughts run wild. Just stay here and rest in peace."

Zhao Yilin sighed, "Zhao Yueran came over just now."

"When?"

"Not long before you came."

"What did she say?"

Zhao Yilin looked up at him. "Can't you guess?"

Hearing her question, a cold glint flashed in Huo Yelin's eyes as he said solemnly, "Yelin, don't question me or question my judgement. "I hope you will believe me and live here peacefully. No matter who does what, don't mind them, okay?"

Zhao Yilin stopped looking into his eyes. She did not refuse, but neither did she nod.

Huo Yelin tightened his arms and held her in his arms. It was unknown whether he wanted to warm her or to take her warmth.

After Huo Yelin left, Zhao Yelin looked at the calendar hanging on the wall of the study. She then pointed at the dates, counting them one by one.

"One, two, three, four, five, five more days."

Her finger stopped on March 6th.

That day, she was going to Germany to attend the Berlin Film Fair, where Huo Yelin was to be engaged to Zhao Yueran.

Zhao Yilin smiled. "What a busy day."

Days flew by in the blink of an eye.

At 8 AM on the morning of March 6th, the cellphone's alarm rang.

Zhao Yilin woke up in a daze. She stuffed two slices of bread into the toaster, made some coffee, and went into the room to check if she had left anything behind.

Before she could open the suitcase, she heard the doorbell ring.

"Coming, coming." She thought it was Zhang Yizhen. She opened the monitor and saw that it was Huo Yelin.

"Why are you here?"

Huo Yelin looked up at her on the screen. His eyes landed on her just right, "Open the door, why are you blabbering so much?"

Zhao Yilin pouted and pressed confirm.

After Huo Yelin came in, Zhao Yelin packed her things and ignored him.

"You haven't packed your things yet?"

"Yes," said Zhao Yilin, "I just checked."

"Haven't you had breakfast?"

"The bread is baking."

Huo Yelin went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her. Zhao Yelin put down the things in her hands and muttered, "I'm already going to be a groom, why are you still coming to my place?"

After a while, Zhao Yilin dragged the box to the door and smelled the fragrance of fried eggs coming from the kitchen.

She leaned against the kitchen door and looked inside. Huo Yelin was currently frying eggs around her apron.

His face was very calm and serious, as if he was doing something great. His shirt sleeves were neatly rolled up to his elbows, revealing his beautiful arms and wrists.

After the eggs were fried, he took a plate from the cupboard above his head and skillfully scooped them into the plate.

It was the first time Zhao Yilin saw him cook.

It was said that men were the most attractive at work. In fact, as long as a man was serious, anything he did would be very attractive, especially cooking.

Zhao Yilin couldn't help but laugh.

Huo Yelin turned to look at her and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhao Yilin didn't want to be called handsome, so she pouted and said, "If you don't want to be a bridegroom, come over here and cook my eggs early in the morning. It's hilarious."

Huo Yelin did not say anything, nor did he have any expression on his face. He handed the egg to her and said, "Hurry up and eat. If you're late, we won't be able to make it on the plane."

Zhao Yelin carried the plate to the dining table and sat down. Huo Yelin sat across from her and ate with her. He had no intention of leaving.

Zhao Yilin thought for a moment and said, "I don't need you to send me off. Zhang You will come to pick me up later."

"I know." With a sullen expression, Huo Yelin stuffed the fried eggs into his mouth.

Zhao Yilin didn't want to anger him, so she lowered her head and continued to eat.

Huo Yelin didn't stand up to leave until Zhang Yanzhen arrived.

Zhao Yilin saw him to the door, but they didn't say a word due to the complicated feelings in her heart.

Happy engagement? I wish you a pleasant journey. Whatever it was, it sounded weird.

After Huo Yelin had put on his leather shoes, Zhao Yelin helped him put on his suit jacket and whispered, "Be careful when driving. I'll be back soon."

Huo Yelin was startled. He reached out his hand to stroke her cheek, and a soft light flashed in his eyes. "Eli, you must be the most beautiful one on the red carpet."

He opened the door and left.

Zhao Yilin stood at the door, looking at his back. She wanted to run over and hug him.

She didn't want him to get engaged to Zhao Yueran, didn't want him to become someone else's husband. She didn't want Zhao Yueran's smile, and she didn't want Bao Yanyun to announce how amazing her son-in-law was.

She waited until Huo Yelin entered the elevator before slowly closing the door.

He turned around and saw Zhang You really was standing behind her. He waved the kitten in his hand and said, "Do you want to take this with you?"

"No need. Without it, I can still live a good life."

Zhang You pursed his lips into a smile and put the kitten back on the sofa.

The world-class film ceremony, the starlight is bright, a hundred flowers compete.

Zhao Yilin and the rest of the crew were driving around Berlin in an open van.

The night in Berlin was shrouded in countless golden lights, so dazzling that even the vast night sky was overshadowed.

One after another, the ancient European buildings carried the elegance and romance unique to the West.

Zhao Yilin shouted to Zhang Yanzhen, who was sitting beside her, "It's so romantic here. The European romance is probably seeping into our blood. We can propose to anyone who stands here."

Just as Zhang Yanzhen was about to speak, he pointed at the faraway castle-like hotel and said, "Look, someone is proposing marriage there!"

Zhao Yiran looked at where he was pointing. Many colorful ribbons and flowers were floating on the balcony outside the hotel. The man was kneeling on one knee, as if he was putting a ring on a woman.

Zhao Yilin didn't think she would hit the nail on the head. She stood up in surprise, and only sat down when the car was quite a distance away.

Wu Tai was a little drunk on the table earlier. Now he was holding a camera in his hand and was yelling about how he wanted to take a photo for everyone to remember.

The writer laughed at the fact that he couldn't stand up straight and take pictures of others.

Wu Tai was unconvinced. He said that he was not drunk and was able to take pictures. He even wanted to take a selfie for himself, which made everyone laugh.

Zhang Yezhen turned around and saw Zhao Yilin gazing into the distance with an indifferent look on her face. He said softly, "Tonight's movie exhibition went smoothly, didn't it?"

Zhao Yilin looked back at him and nodded with a smile. "Yes, life is always a bad thing." "Oh yeah, I think I told you something similar when we first met."

"Yes."

Zhao Yilin recalled the day she stood at the entrance of the hospital. "It seems that every time I'm with you, I'm fine."

Zhang Youzhen smiled, but said nothing.

He was handsome, with dimples every time he smiled. Today, he wore a long, dark gray coat with the zipper unzipped, revealing a dark blue turtleneck sweater that looked very masculine.

Zhao Yilin leaned forward on the back of the chair and said, "Although you are a bit selfish, I still want you to be my agent. You can give me a kind and familiar feeling. The most important thing is to bring me good luck!"

Zhang Yezhen laughed, "Fine, then you have to give me a longer salary. How about a 20% raise first?"

Ah!" Zhao Yilin quickly sat up. "I-I'll give you a boost after I finish filming the costumes, okay?

Zhang You nodded with a smile. "Alright, alright. As long as you don't forget about it."

"Then you won't be able to be a martial arts director …"

Zhang You said casually, "It's alright, I can do it in my spare time."

Zhao Yilin leaned back in her chair and smiled, embarrassed. "Thank you, benefactor."

"No need to thank me."

They played until after three in the morning, and when they returned to the hotel they were tired and sleepy.

Zhang Youzhen and the photographer escorted the drunk Wu Tai back to his room. Zhao Yilin and Fu Shuo walked back as they talked.

When the two of them entered the elevator, the writer saw that she had her hands behind her back and a relaxed expression on her face. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Elaine, are you okay now?"

Zhao Yilin's heart skipped a beat, and she smiled. "I'm fine."

Writer Fu nodded, "I... "When I saw tonight's entertainment news in the car, it said that Huo Yelin, he …"

"Stop talking." Zhao Yilin took a deep breath to hold back her tears. "I know, I know. Please don't say anymore."

"Un, alright. I just hope that you can be happy about it. Don't care too much about what others say. Just be yourself."

"Mm, don't worry, I will make it."

The elevator door opened, and Fu Shuo got off first. Zhao Yilin stood alone in the elevator. Her heart, which had finally been filled with something new from the outside world, slowly calmed down.

The matter of Huo Yelin's engagement tonight was like countless huge stones with water caltrops pushing into her heart, suffocating her to the point that she couldn't breathe.

They hadn't contacted each other since they'd arrived in Berlin.

She didn't know what to say if she called, let alone who was calling.

Since nothing he said was right, he might as well remain silent.

When the elevator opened, Zhao Yilin heard her cell phone ring the moment she stepped out of the elevator.

She quickly wiped away her tears and calmed herself down. When she looked at the caller ID, she saw that it was Huo Yelin.

She stood there blankly in the hallway, blood pouring down her head. She really didn't want to answer the phone, at least for now she wasn't ready to face him.

However, her cell phone kept ringing in the empty corridor. She clenched her teeth and tried to press down the call, but her fingers were hanging on the screen and she couldn't.