Feng Beichen frowned slightly when he saw the dark green under Xiao Siluo's eyes. It seemed that this girl was really tortured last night. Forget it, considering that she was young and it was her first time, she had been restrained recently.
One o'clock, from now on, twice a night.
If Xiao Siluo knew what Feng Beichen was thinking at this time, he would definitely want to teach this man a lesson, twice in one night. What was he thinking? Based on last night's experience, Xiao Siluo felt that once in two nights was too frequent.
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After that, Feng Beichen left the bedroom, and Xiao Siluo lay on the bed for a while before getting out of bed.
The moment his legs touched the ground, Xiao Siluo scolded Feng Beichen in his heart.
"Bastard, scoundrel, liar."
Then, Xiao Siluo moved his legs with difficulty and walked slowly into the bathroom.
About half an hour later, Xiao Siluo finally walked downstairs, but his walking posture was a little strange and his steps seemed to be a little difficult.
When Feng Beichen saw this, he felt regretful and reflected on himself.
"Is it true that I went too far last night and lost control of myself? But that's not right. With a man who visited you seven times a night, can't a woman still get out of bed?"
In the end, Feng Beichen concluded that Xiao Siluo's body is still too weak. He must find opportunities to strengthen Xiao Siluo's physical exercise in the future. Well, that's it. For his own happy life, he must let Xiao Siluo adapt to himself.
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Here, Xiao Siluo didn't notice Feng Beichen's unpredictable expression at all. He finally arrived at the restaurant and looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table. His appetite suddenly increased and he ate it with relish.
After staying on the set for a few days, although the crew arranged chefs for the leading actors, Feng Beichen still didn't understand her taste. No, Xiao Siluo couldn't stop eating. The final result was Xiao Siluo.
Luo ate to his fullest, and then leaned half-back on the chair, his eyes were dull, and he began to be in a daze.
At this time, Feng Beichen came over, looked at the leftovers on the table, smiled slightly, and asked.
"I am full?"
Xiao Siluo nodded blankly, and then complained again.
"Feng Beichen, if I gain weight these days, it will definitely be your fault."
"Don't worry, it won't happen. I have a gym here. From now on, we can exercise there for an hour or two every day and we will definitely not gain weight."
"No, I just want to be a quiet little girl and don't want to exercise. Beichen, please carry me to the living room, okay."
Xiao Siluo's legs were too sore, and she was a little full from eating. She didn't want to move at all now. As she spoke, she reached out and looked at Feng Beichen.
Feng Beichen couldn't ask for Xiao Siluo's request. Without saying a word, he picked up Xiao Siluo and walked to the living room. Then, Xiao Siluo continued to lie down in the living room. He just lay there for a while and got bored again.
Feng Beichen happened to bring a plate of washed fruits over, so she said again.
"Beichen, I sent you a script in your mailbox. Please help me agree to come out."
When Feng Beichen heard this, he smiled fondly, and then walked silently to the study. After a while, a thick script appeared in front of Xiao Siluo, and there were also two highlighters of different colors and some
Little sticky note.
These are Xiao Siluo's habits every time he reads a script. He uses highlighters of different colors to mark the lines and key points in the script, and then writes his own feelings and inner drama of each scene on a sticky note. Feng Beichen
I often accompany Xiao Siluo, so I know this habit of hers.
"Thank you, Mr. Feng."
Xiao Siluo looked at the attentive Feng Beichen and said with a smile. Feng Beichen glared at her, pinched her cheek and said.
"You're welcome."
Then, Feng Beichen sat aside, took out his computer, and prepared to deal with his own affairs.
"Oh, by the way, I'm going to Aogang on the 29th. I was invited to go to the Golden Orchid Awards. Well, originally I planned for us to go back to Los Angeles on New Year's Eve. Otherwise, we would meet in Los Angeles.
how?"
Xiao Siluo thought of his temporarily increased schedule and said to Feng Beichen.
After Feng Beichen heard it, he replied without thinking.
"I'll go with you, and then we'll go back to Luo City together."
"Ah, doesn't your company have a holiday on New Year's Eve? Isn't it bad that you, a big boss, don't stick to your post?"
"Don't worry, the company won't stop running without me. It's settled. I'll ask Ji Jinjin to arrange the flight route in advance. Can we go there on the 29th?"
Now that Feng Beichen said this, Xiao Siluo nodded. As for taking Feng Beichen's private plane, she had no objection. After all, Feng Beichen's situation was not suitable for taking public transportation.
"Well, it takes almost four hours to fly from Kyoto to Ao Port. We leave in the morning. The awards ceremony starts at 6:30, and there is a red carpet ceremony at 5:30. I also want to go there."
"Okay, I'll let Ji Jinyan make all the arrangements."
"Then please leave it to Mr. Feng. It's a pity that I can't walk the red carpet with you."
Xiao Siluo said with some regret, firstly because of Feng Beichen's health, and secondly, he was not from the entertainment industry.
After hearing Xiao Siluo's words, Feng Beichen's eyes dimmed, a deep light flashed in his eyes, and he said.
"Maybe there will be a chance in the future."
Xiao Siluo just nodded perfunctorily. She didn't take it to heart. After all, in her opinion, Feng Beichen was a complete outsider.
Xiao Siluo and Feng Beichen stayed at home all morning. Xiao Siluo read the script and sent Liu Liu the song list to be performed later, while Feng Beichen was handling the company's affairs on the side, and sometimes the two of them
We chatted for a few words, and most of the time we stayed quietly, but it was unusually warm.
Aotian Games, Huo Lan came back to attend a meeting this afternoon. Originally, the meeting was supposed to be hosted by Tu Junye himself, but in the end it was handed over to a vice president of the company, so Huo Lan asked curiously.
"Mr. Tian, does Mr. Tu have anything else to deal with today?"
After Huo Lan came to the company at noon, she went to Tu Junye's office, but was told by the secretary that Tu Junye had not shown up at the company today.
After hearing this, Mr. Tian frowned slightly, then nodded and said.
"Maybe. Mr. Tu didn't know what happened yesterday afternoon. He left the company in a hurry and didn't come back. I also received a call from Mr. Tu an hour ago and only temporarily presided over this meeting."
When Mr. Tian said this, Huo Lan asked again curiously.
"Is Mr. Tu going to prepare a new project?"
"I haven't heard of it, Director Huo. You also know that the company's key project this year is the cooperation project with Yaoyuan Group. If there are other projects, Mr. Tu will definitely let us know."
Seeing that nothing could be found, Huo Lan did not continue to ask. Maybe Tu Junye had some personal matters, and then went to the conference room with Mr. Tian.
At this time, Tu Junye was in a box in a private club about one kilometer away from Aotian Games.
The box was filled with smoke, and Tu Junye was sitting there alone, puffing away smoke, frowning, and looking sad. Obviously, something bad had happened.
After a while, a waiter at the club brought a strange man in, holding a document bag in his hand.
"Mr. Tu, long time no see."
After the man walked into the box, he probably couldn't stand the strong smell of smoke inside. He frowned slightly at first, then slowly walked towards Tu Junye, said hello, and sat down on his own.
Tu Junye just raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at it, and took a big puff of the cigarette in his hand. Then he looked at the ashtray on the table. There were about fifteen or six cigarette butts, and there was a bottle of mostly drunk red wine next to it.
"Mr. Qin, is there any news?"
"Mr. Tu, don't worry. We have been working together for so long. When have we ever let you down, Mr. Tu? It's the same old rules."
The man's surname is Qin Mingli, he is a very famous private detective in Kyoto City, and he has known Tu Junye for many years.
When Tu Junye heard this, his expression was indifferent, and he immediately took out a check that he had prepared long ago from his pocket and placed it on the coffee table.
"Can i do it now?"
Qin Li looked down at the check and saw a bunch of zeros on it. He put the check away with a smile and put the document he brought on the table.
"Mr. Tu, you are so generous."
Qin Li said with a smile, obviously, he has gained a lot of money from the man in front of him over the years.
Tu Junye did not open the file in a hurry, but opened his thin lips lightly and asked again.
"Did you get any results from your investigation into the bar last time?"
"Yes, I will send the information to your email soon. But Mr. Tu, this is just a romance. As for such a big fight? I think that woman is just an ordinary white-collar worker."
Qin Li said disapprovingly. He knew a lot of rich people like Tu Junye. There were many people who had not had a one-night stand, had sex under the influence of alcohol, and then woke up the next day and walked away.
Someone like Tu Junye wanted to investigate the whole story of what happened that night, and he also investigated the woman's information thoroughly.
Hearing Qin Li's teasing, Tu Junye finally reacted. His face was cold, and a cold light swept over him. Qin Li suddenly felt a slight chill on his back, and nodded repeatedly.
"Don't worry, Mr. Tu, if I'm talking too much, that woman is innocent. She often hangs out in that bar during this period. That night should be purely coincidental."
When Tu Junye heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and then said.
"It has nothing to do with you here. I will contact you if anything happens."
When Qin Li heard this, he knew that someone had issued an order to expel guests, so he stood up and said.
"Mr. Tu, I'll leave first."
After that, Qin Li left the box. Tu Junye sat on the sofa for a long time, until there was only a cigarette butt left in the cigarette in his hand. Then he sat up straight, reached out and picked up the document on the table, opened it and read it for a while.
Son, I saw a hint of calculation flashing across Tu Junye's face, and then he stuffed the documents into the document bag again.
At this time, a text message rang, from Qin Li.
"The information has been sent to your email."
Tu Junye put the document bag back on the table and opened the mailbox. The first email contained all the information about the woman he had sex with that night, so detailed that he even wrote down the names of the two pet dogs she had at home.
"Qian Jiaojiao, was it really just a chance encounter that night?"
Tu Junye had doubts in his heart. It was not the first time for him to go to that bar. Although he drank a lot that night, Tu Junye had always been very confident in his drinking capacity. But that night, it was like some strange coincidence. Now that I think about it, it seems like it was...