After the Best Male Lead Award, the Best Female Lead Award, the Best Supporting Actor Award, and so on were awarded one after another.

It was about two o'clock in the afternoon when it ended.

Walking out of the hall, Yan Zhixu glanced casually, noticing the love of wearing thin clothes standing at the door staring at the snowflakes falling from the sky.

It started to snow in Beijing in December, and the snowflakes were falling, beautiful and romantic.

Lonely, sad, down.

Various emotions lingered around.

Yan Zhixu raised his feet and stepped forward, looked up at the fluttering snowflakes, and stretched out his hand to pick it up. The cold snow melted in his hands.

"It's cold, go back early."

She didn't say anything to put it down, nor did she say that there were no herbs anywhere in the world, but simply said that the weather was cold and it was easy to get sick.

"Okay."

Zhong Qing was stunned for two seconds and nodded lightly.

"Hey—"

A sharp brake sounded, the nanny car stopped at the door, Lu Xun rolled down the window, stuck his head out and waved at Yan Zhixu.

"Winter is suitable for drinking hot milk tea at home."

She left a sentence, rubbed her cold hands, strode towards the nanny car, opened the door and sat on it.

The nanny car disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye, staring at the direction the car was driving in love, lowered his head and chuckled, "I'm not fat, and the milk tea is too calorie..."

Having said that, when the agent came to pick him up, he said something unexpectedly that he wanted to drink milk tea.

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Yan Zhixu returned to his residence and immediately took off his makeup and put on his regular clothes. After having lunch with Lu Xun, he didn't stay in Beijing and booked a flight to Haishi.

Back in the sea market, the sky was dark, there was light rain in the sky, and the weather was cold and humid.

Take the babysitter car arranged by the company and go home.

In the prosperous court, Yan Zhixu dragged his luggage, changed his shoes at the entrance and entered the house, and keenly heard a low cry.

"Woooooooo..."

The air conditioner was turned on in the house, and Nan Wenshu was sitting on the soft sofa in home clothes, holding the phone in her hand and sobbing.

In the other hand, he wipes away tears with a tissue, and the trash can is full of used napkins.

"Who made you angry?"

Yan Zhixu already had guesses in his heart.

She handed the luggage to Wang Ma, sat on the sofa and lay back, a sigh overflowing from her comfortable throat.

"Rong... Rongcheng has a girlfriend."

Nan Wenshu's crying eyes turned red, she threw away the tissue that wiped her tears, stared at her daughter with a calm face, and suddenly said, "Did you already know?"

Yan Zhixu nodded, "Well, I already knew."

She took off her coat and put it on the sofa, cocked her legs and swayed slowly, "I don't know what my dad would look like when he knew that his daughter-in-law was crying because of an actor's love announcement."

After saying a word with emotion, he turned to his mother, "Oh, by the way, do you have any questions for Ms. Nan?"

Nan Wenshu touched the tip of her nose shyly, "I don't have any other problems."

Talking and muttering, he began to complain about how stingy Yan Zheng was, and he couldn't tolerate idols he admired, etc., and forgot about the exposure of Rong Cheng's romance.

After chatting for a long time, he seemed to think of something, patted his thigh and said excitedly, "Axu Axu, your red carpet look today is very beautiful, it was already on the hot search just now."

Weibo said that the retro cheongsam shape was created by the L.I design team. If I remember correctly, the studio was opened by a girl from the Li family.

Yan Zhixu supported his head with one hand and chuckled, "Thank you for the compliment, and it's hard for you to still notice me."

Hearing this, Nan Wenshu felt guilty and stopped talking, and her embarrassed toes could dig out three rooms and one living room.