Lan Jiao asked with concern: "Zhan Ye, what's wrong? Did you leave something in the restaurant?"
"No, you go back to the set tonight to sort out your work and return to the Imperial Capital as soon as possible." He said in a tone of voice with a hint of order.
Lan Jiao was surprised that she was asked to return to the set so late? Even though she did not dare to refute, she nodded:
"Okay, you and Xiao Mo should go to bed early and I'll speed up the production process."
Then, push the door open and get out of the car, open it and leave.
Silence returned to the car.
Mo Nanxi couldn't guess what Bo Zhanye was thinking, so she asked cautiously: "Master Jiu, why don't you go back to the villa?"
Bo Zhanye took a look at the bustling night scene of the city outside, leaned back on his seat, and said coldly: "Go back to the villa." He closed his eyes and rested.
He was just annoyed and didn't want to face Lan Jiao for the time being.
Mo Nanxi drove slowly, and after a long while, she guessed what Master Jiu was bothering about, and said;
"Master Jiu, the news of the marriage has been sent out and there can be no changes. Lan Xixi and Mr. Tang are together. It is obvious that they like Mr. Tang very much. Mr. Tang is indeed the type that all girls like. They will be happy."
The simple words sounded like blessings to outsiders, but Bo Zhanye understood the deep meaning. He ignored them and asked:
"Tell me, why do girls like that type?"
Master Jiu has never been one to chat about casual topics, but he still has the time to talk now?
Mo Nanxi had no choice but to answer truthfully: "Mr. Tang is very handsome, very gentle, and he is very doting on girls. In the words of their girls, they feel like they melt in front of him. He is super sweet. Many girls also have a professional saying
Blessing: I wish you find a rich, handsome, gentle, devoted, charming and romantic husband. Mr. Tang happens to meet all of these requirements. He can be said to be one of the ten best men."
hehe.
Pretty highly rated?
"Then what type am I?"
ah?
It's hard to say...
And Master Jiu is comparing himself with Mr. Tang?
Mo Nanxi didn't dare to say.
Bo Zhanye opened his eyes and glanced at him: "Just say what you want."
"Uh, okay!" Mo Nanxi was so frightened that she nodded immediately, pursed her lips, and said cautiously:
"Jiuye, you are handsome, elegant, extremely handsome, and extraordinary. Many girls like you. You are the god in the hearts of all girls. But...you are too cold and will not please girls. You are called
As an iceberg man, girls generally don’t particularly want to get married...even if they do, it’s for your face and figure, as well as your money and status.”
In other words, Tang Shishen tries to please girls from the inside out, but all he has is face and money?
"What else?" Bo Zhanye asked even though he knew it wouldn't be too good.
Mo Nanxi: "...and...in a girl's terms, a man like you should be kept for the New Year regardless..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Zhan Yejun's face sank.
Lan Xixi said exactly the same words at the beginning. She really didn't like his type.
Mo Nanxi noticed the chill in the air, and then looked at Bo Zhanye, whose face was so dark that ink was dripping from his face. She immediately felt that he was not opening the pot, and was looking for death by scratching the hair on his head!
However, as Jiuye's right-hand assistant who has been with him for many years, he has the responsibility to remind him of some things.
"Master Jiu, I think this is the best situation now."
Bo Zhanye naturally knew that, a flash of reason flashed across his deep eyes: "No need to say more, I know what to do. You will be responsible for speeding up the work and returning to the imperial capital as soon as possible."