Song Keyu looked puzzled, "Since you like it, why can't you fall in love with someone seriously?"

But after asking this question, Song Keyu regretted a little.

She seems to be taking it too far.

But she really admired Yan Zhenxing, so she didn't want him to look bad.

Yan Zhenxing sneered suddenly, "Dating? It's impossible for me and her to be in a serious relationship."

Song Keyu:  …

She actually heard a trace of love and hatred?

Song Keyu didn't ask any further questions, the words were almost done here, and it would be inappropriate to continue asking.

"Be careful in the future, don't be photographed again." Song Keyu reminded.

After Yan Zhen thanked him, he ended the call, his eyes drooping slightly, his expression inexplicable.

He could even detect An Jin, a puppy, who was a few hundred meters away from peeping, how could he not detect the paparazzi hiding nearby.

He just let it go.

Anyway, no one will know that person is An Jin.

but--

This obviously does not include the Yan family.

When Yan Zhenxing saw the name on the caller ID, he hesitated for a moment, then pressed the connect button, "Hello, Mom."

"Zhenxing, are you busy now? Mom will say a few words."

"It's not busy, you said." The tone was very polite, a little distant.

"That little girl named An Jin, I asked your dad to check it, no problem." The person on the other end of the phone seemed a little embarrassed. That's great, but he's a good man and an honest man."

Yan Zhenxing snorted, "Sister Zhao told me all this, so you are worried."

"What my father and I mean, if you like someone, you can like them. As long as the other party's background is innocent, no matter what family background or occupation, we don't mind."

Yan Zhenxing's eyes flashed slightly, "Many of those paparazzi's revelations are made up, don't take it seriously."

After a pause, he softened his tone a little, "If I meet the right person, I will take it home."

Finally, after the call ended, Yan Zhenxing let out a sigh of relief after hanging up.

He doesn't know how to get along with his family, and when he faces them, he feels uncomfortable.

This is his blood relative, Yan Zhenxing is very clear.

If he hadn't been separated from them because of that incident when he was a child, he should have grown up happily in the company of his family like other children, instead of struggling in a dark swamp and living as a dog.

However, in the intervening years, in order to survive, he took a gun, chopped people, and his hands were covered with blood.

When he returned to Yan's house, he was not like their lost and found child, but more like a foreign visitor.

They were protecting him, but at the same time, they were watching him.

They want to try their best to make up for him, but at the same time, they are also a little bit afraid of him.

Because they all knew that he was a dangerous person, even if he was forced to be that way.

When he just returned to Yan's house, he was like a person who grew up in the dark and suddenly returned to the light. Everything around him was dazzling and made him feel uncomfortable.

So, he entered the entertainment industry and kept himself busy.

That way, he won't have the time to think about those bad memories, and he won't have to think about how to get along with his family.

Moreover, no matter how hard or tired, it is far less painful than the previous days.

He was used to running around and couldn't stop at all.

In any case, the Yan family gave him stability, and he was very grateful. The current life was something he never dared to imagine.

But apart from calling them parents respectfully and promising them never to touch the former dark realm again, he couldn't give them anything more for the time being.

Getting along like this now, everyone's relationship is at a delicate balance, which has been the result of his years of hard work.

Maybe it was because after this phone call, Yan Zhenxing remembered those bad experiences in the past, or maybe it was because he indulged once not long ago. Now that he thinks of the name An Jin, he has calmed down.

Even now, when he recalled his previous series of actions, he had a strange feeling.

...that's not really like him.

Yan Zhenxing opened An Jin's dialog box, and the emotions in his eyes gradually settled down.

After watching it for a few seconds, he suddenly uninstalled the social software on his phone.

On the set, Yan Zhenxing devoted himself to the shooting.

Everything seems to be business as usual, not much has changed.

A month later, the crew was finished.

Xiao Li breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "That's great, Brother Yan, this drama is finally finished! I have a hunch that when this drama is released, it will definitely be a hit at the box office, and Brother Yan's fighting scenes in the show are incredible..."

After Xiao Li chatted for a long time, he suddenly remembered something, and immediately asked, "Brother Yan, have the affairs of Xiao An's hometown been settled? Didn't you say that Xiao An will be back when the movie is finished?"

With his eyes closed, Yan Zhenxing slowly opened his eyes, and a dark light passed through his eyes.

He uninstalled all social software and couldn't see the messages An Jin sent him.

This month he devoted himself to filming, trying not to think about this woman. In the first few days, he would still dream about the scenes of the two making love, but after his attention was diverted, he really seldom thought of An Jin again.

An Jin was probably outraged when she didn't get a response after texting him.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhenxing was inexplicably irritable.

It was he who said he would continue, but he put people aside.

This is not right, at least, he has to make it clear to people.

However, when Yan Zhenxing re-installed the social software, he was fully convinced that An Jin's dialog box would definitely have a lot of information popping up, and even when he was already struggling to explain a few words, he didn't receive a single message?

After Yan Zhenxing was stunned for a few seconds, his face turned gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and spat out two words: "An, Jin!"