Yan didn't explain too much, just hung up.
Tang fenrui instinctively had a bad premonition.
Why does she think Yan Xie Chen is intentional?
She went back to Yan xiechen's Micro blog again and turned several pages.
He never disclosed anything about himself on Weibo. The previous ones were job announcements and product promotions, but the latest one, with a vague picture of herself, posted a news about his birthday.
Netizens left messages below, trying to guess who is the right owner, what kind of relationship they have, what the purpose of this micro blog is, whether it is to announce a love affair or just have a female partner by chance, etc
Tang looked at the picture over and over again. He downloaded it, dimmed it and brightened it out of a certain feeling of guilty, but he didn't see anything at last.
She was relieved.
Netizens should not be able to discover her identity, but
People around, that may not be.
After the director group urged her for two or three days, Tang finally decided to summon up courage to talk with Huan Jing.
The director urged her to go back to the theatre as soon as possible.
If the progress is normal, it will be finished this month, but if it continues to be delayed like this, I'm afraid it will cause great difficulties in the later stage.
She can't stay in the house all the time. She is kept in the house by Huan Jing.
Although she didn't say what kind of new height she had to develop in her acting career, at least what she promised others must be accomplished.
She doesn't want to waste all her efforts because of the whole crew, just because of her situation alone.
Therefore, Tang qiurui takes time to choose a night when Huan Jing has a little leisure time and doesn't work overtime.
Recently, Huan Jing is so busy that he can hardly get away. It's hard for Tang to find a night when he doesn't work overtime.
After dinner, Huan Jing is reading the papers in his study.
Tang, with a glass of milk just cooked in the kitchen, carefully knocked on the door.
"May I come in?"
The door opened a crack, she asked.
The sweet smell of milk came into the room and spread in the air.
Huan Jing looks up at her and nods.
This nod, even if it is the default.
Tang found Rui to walk in, quite cleverly put the milk on his table, also reminded him.
"Drink when it's hot, it's not good when it's cold."
Huan Jing lowered his eyes and took a sip of milk quietly.
The warm smell of milk was all around him.
Tang found that the atmosphere was just right, so he timely said, "you think How about I go back to the crew and continue? "
Huan Jing glanced up at her.
There was no wave or wave at this sight, and there was almost no expression.
Tang xianrui thought that the reason was not enough, and continued to add a few words.
"The last intimidating incident is over. It's over. The police also have the investigation results. It's just the staff ' In vain...... "
She said it sincerely, and even waited for Huan Jing's reaction.
She thought that she had done so well tonight. She had brought milk with her virtuously and talked to him kindly. Moreover, she could not ask too much. He should always agree.
But Huan Jing was silent for a long time, and finally opened his mouth.
"No way."
Tang fenrui is stunned: "no, why not?"
Is Huan Jing going to lock her up in the house for a lifetime?
Huan Jing just looks at her quietly. When the eyes look over, Tang fenrui is at a loss.
Often at this time, she wondered what Huan Jing was thinking.
He is too deep to speculate.
But he doesn't seem to be the kind of person who will show you all about himself.
Tang xianrui whispered.
"Weiya's business is over. I'm not in danger now. Why don't you let me go back to the theater?" Huan Jing's eyes skimmed over the milk cup.
There are still Tang fenrui's lips on the milk cup.
That's what she left when she took a SIP to taste the temperature when she had just cooked the milk.
That shallow lip print, dense in the heat of milk.
Huan Jing's eyelashes trembled, and suddenly asked.
"Have you been with Yan xiechen lately?"
This problem, like a piece of ice, has finally been put into a puddle, stirring up a sharp attack.
Tang fenrui is stunned.
She did not expect that Huan Jing would suddenly mention Yan xiechen at this time.
Her tone was a little confused.
"Why did you suddenly mention him? I have been for a long time There's nothing to do with him. "
She weighed the words.
"But because I was on the show recently I work with part of him, so I will meet occasionally in the crew. " Tang immediately added, "but really there is no other intersection except for work cooperation."
Yan xiechen is No. 1 man. It's inevitable to meet him when shooting.
She can't let go of the play because of her personal feelings.
She quickly reflected on herself, and should not have done anything out of the ordinary.
But then, with a flash of lightning in her mind, she immediately thought of Yan Xie Chen's Micro blog.
What's up? I was waiting for her here.
"Where were you on his birthday?"
Huan Jing suddenly asked.
This is the problem that Tang fenrui is most afraid of.
"On his birthday I I am... "
Her tone was a little flustered, knowing that she could not admit it at this time.
Even if I didn't do anything that day, I just made a face-to-face appearance, and then I went back to my hometown very soon. But if I admit it at this time, it means that I will be misunderstood by Huan Jing.
At present, she doesn't want to be misunderstood by Huan Jing.
"I had a rest in the hotel that day..."
She made up a lie.
Huan Jing watched him for a long time. The dark pupils seemed to see through everything behind her.
"Really?"
Light words came out of his mouth.
"It's true."
Tang xianrui insists that it is true. Her heart pounded.
At this time, any flaw may expose her lying.
She quickly recalled the photo Yan Xie Chen put on her microblog.
The figure of her in it is very similar, but she doesn't show her specific features. As long as she is determined to rest in the hotel, Huanjing can't take care of herself.
There was this silent five minute confrontation between the two men.
No one spoke during the confrontation.
Huan Jing looks at her, and she tries to calm her heart and respond to her fearlessly.
She must not feel guilty at this time. No matter how nervous her heart beats, she should hold up her vital energy.
After a long confrontation, Huan Jing finally took back his eyes.
He picked up the milk cup and slowly drank up the rest of the milk.
The way he drinks milk is very elegant, so elegant that you will have the illusion that he will drink it till the end of time.
Wait for a cup to see the bottom, Tang fenrui cautiously asked to please.
"Would you like another drink? There is a little left in the hot pot, I'm afraid you are not enough... "
Huan Jing shakes his head, looks over her, but only opens his mouth.
"Xiaorui, don't let me know you're lying to me."
Tang fenrui's heart thumping, but still supported the scene.
"Why should I lie to you?"
Huan Jing pauses for a moment, as if trying to find a flaw in her expression.
But Tang fenrui's expression did not have any flaws, she just insisted that she and Yan xiechen had no private contact.
"Well."
He reread the document and stopped looking at her, saying, "no, that's fine."
Tang fenrui comes out of the room with a milk cup and closes the door.
Before closing the door, something seemed to come to her mind. She asked again, "can I go back to the production team tomorrow?"
Seeing that the girl is so attached to this problem, the man who is reading the document under the light makes a light hum and says, "yes."
His voice didn't make much noise, but it was obvious that he agreed.
Tang fenrui said thank you and quit the room.
The quiet footsteps echoed in the corridor. The whole process seemed orderly and meticulous, without any influence on the things in the study.
But when she went to the kitchen downstairs, where no one else could see her, she finally took a deep breath of relief and found that her hand with the milk cup had been shaking uncontrollably for a long time.
It was just too dangerous.
If there is a little flaw, I'm afraid Huan Jing won't agree with her going back to the production.
Yan Xie Chen simply pushed her to a road of no return.
This kind of thing is good once, she can muddle through the pass. If she appears twice and three times in succession, she points the spear at the focus of her private contact with Yan xiechen. It's hard for her to continue to pass the pass under the eyes of Huan Jing.
The reason why she has the freedom now is that she can set up her own studio, do her own business, film and immerse herself in the business she wants to do with all her heart. It's because Huanjing has certain trust in her.
He gave her freedom and relaxed her authority.
But if she gets angry with the environment, these freedoms and authorities will be taken back, and she will become a canary in a boudoir again.
And this is definitely not the life she wants.
Tang fenrui takes a deep breath and quietly brushes the pot and washes the dishes in the kitchen.
The maid came up and grabbed it and said, "Miss, let's do this ourselves."
Don fenrui shakes his head. "No, go to rest. I'll do it myself."
In the gap between the water and the water, she calmed her mind and arranged her logic.
It was a fluke, but she would never let Yan Xie Chen go.
She decided that after the completion of the production team, the account would be returned slowly.
She went to the theatre the next day and the director was satisfied with her return.
"Miss Tang, you're back at last. If you don't come back, we won't be able to start shooting."
Tang fenrui smiled: "I'm sorry to be a director, because some of my personal things have been delayed."
"It's OK. I'm afraid that the last Weiya incident caused you too much psychological shadow. If you adjust, we can continue to resume shooting."
During the break, Lan Jing also came, "are you ok?"
I haven't seen you for a few days. What's your blue face