Wen Luyao's movie is about to start filming, and she is practicing a new micro-expression at home to design the specific body language of the heroine of "Silver Fox".
She was also a little confused when she was suddenly called over to dine with her boss.
Wen Luyao: I already have a father protecting me, why do I need to curry favor with my boss?
Isn’t Mr. Qu the younger brother in front of Mr. Ba’s father?
Because we lived close by, I heard that Lu Yao still came.
When entering, the aroma of food wafted through the room. Lu Yao smelled the braised pork ribs and couldn't help but said: "My calories today are going to exceed the limit!"
Wen Luyao: "...Agents are more ruthless than vampire capitalists!"
Xi Lanting was sitting on the sofa in the living room and looked over.
Seeing Wen Luyao, who was extremely lazy, he stood up for the first time and nodded lightly to Wen Luyao.
The moment Wen Luyao saw him, her emotions were inexplicable.
...It was as if she had gone from a clear sky to a drizzle, and a slight cold rain fell on her face. From her cheeks to her heart, she was sour, soaked by the drizzle.
"Hello."
She took the initiative to say hello.
Xi Lanting took a few steps forward.
His voice is not high.
Compared with his cold expression, his words were quite kind: "Lu Yao."
Wen Luyao: "Are you Yun Qiao's husband?"
Xi Lanting hummed.
"From what Yun Qiao mentioned, I thought she was joking."
Wen Luyao said, and then felt her eyes were a little sore, "You..."
It looks a bit familiar.
However, Wen Luyao knew very well the rule of "making friends with best friends", that is, don't get too close to the man who is your best friend, otherwise it will cause trouble.
Some words are very ambiguous - when I met Yun Qiao's husband for the first time, he said he looked familiar, which would sound strange to anyone's ears.
But it looks really familiar.
Xue Zhengdong told Wen Luyao countless times that she looked familiar to him when he saw her; but Wen Luyao felt nothing at all.
The person in front of me was different.
Wen Luyao was in a stalemate and didn't know what to say, Yun Qiao's cell phone rang.
Qu Yanbei arrived downstairs.
"Lu Yao, you sit down first.
Jiajia, come out to entertain the guests."
Yun Qiao shouted.
Yun Jia is playing games in Yun Qiao's bedroom.
The new game card was bought by her for Xi Lanting.
But Xi Lanting was not very interested, so Yun Jia just played by herself. Unexpectedly, it was quite interesting.
She came out holding the game console.
Xi Lanting frowned when he saw her like this.
All the old fathers in the world probably have this kind of behavior: they can’t bear to see their children glued to their game consoles.
"Auntie, please sit down and get your drinks from the refrigerator."
Yunjia said casually, eyes still on the game console.
When Lu Yao heard this, her heart paused slightly.
Aunt?
When Wen Luyao went to get a drink, this title was still running through her mind.
“It seems like I’ve heard of it somewhere!”
It seems... many people used to call her aunt.
This sense of déjà vu is too strong.
People often have the overlap of old and new memories, so they often have a sense of déjà vu regarding what just happened, "Where have I seen this before, and where have I heard this before?"
Wen Luyao was a little girl who believed in science. She quickly put this feeling aside and took out a drink to drink.
Qu Yanbei came in later.
"Mr. Qu."
Wen Luyao said hello, then looked at him, "Mr. Qu has been very busy recently?"
"fine."
Qu Yanbei tried to be as polite as possible.
Although he didn't really want to talk.
Wen Luyao wanted to say that Mr. Qu didn't look very good, he was a bit too pale, his lips were also white, and he looked tired and weak.
However, Wen Luyao really didn't want to care about her boss - I've already worked for you to make money, why should I flatter you?
Yun Qiao took care of Qu Yanbei: "You sit down first."
In addition to the meals prepared at home, Yun Qiao also ordered a few takeaways.
When the takeaway arrived, Yun Jia went to get it. Yun Qiao called to Xi Lanting and Qu Yanbei: "Come here and set out the dishes. Don't be an old man waiting to be served."
Xi Lanting was used to setting the dishes and chopsticks for him.
When he first woke up, he felt extremely sad when he saw that Yun Qiao wanted to take care of things by himself: without him, would she be so poor that she couldn't even afford to hire a servant?
Then I realized that Yun Qiao's house was too small to accommodate a servant.
Yun Qiao retorted: "More than two hundred square meters, it's not too small to even break the sky!"
Xi Lanting didn't understand. Anyway, the room was very cramped, like living in a pigeonhole.
In the old mansion or small mansion in the past, two guest rooms could be as big as this whole house.
A month has passed and Xi Lanting has finally gotten used to it.