Yan Zhixu and Zhao Yanyan chatted for a while longer before standing up after Lu Xun had booked the plane ticket.

She took out a white mask from her bag, tore off the transparent package and put it on, then patted Zhao Yanyan on the shoulder.

Out of the corner of Yan Zhixu's eyes, he casually glanced at Li Yunshen, "Little girl, cherish the people in front of you, and wish you a good relationship for a hundred years."

Hearing her words, Zhao Yanyan's eyes widened, and she quickly covered her mouth with both hands, with a look of disbelief on her face.

His voice was high, "Oh my god, Master Xu, how did you know?"

Although some people in the studio knew about his relationship with the boss, it didn't spread too far.

Yan Zhixu let out a crisp chuckle in his throat, "I see."

Zhao Yanyan pouted and didn't quite believe what she said, but she didn't get to the bottom of it. After thinking about it, she thought it was someone in the studio who accidentally leaked it.

When Yan Zhixu saw the depressed look on this girl's face, she inexplicably felt that it was interesting to tease her.

She hooked her lips, "I'll figure it out, you and I have a lot of fate, so I look forward to meeting you next time."

After Yan Zhixu finished speaking, he pulled his mask, put one hand in the pocket of his jeans, and waved the other hand, and walked out of the styling room with Lu Xun.

Zhao Yanyan, who stayed in the same place, was a little confused and asked stupidly, "Yun Shen, what did you mean by what Master Xu just said?"

Li Yunshen pulled Zhao Yanyan onto the sofa and sat down, raised his hand and put it on her shoulder, and massaged her consistently to relieve her fatigue.

He said, "Miss Yan may mean that she will hire our studio next time she walks the red carpet or attends a banquet."

"Oh, that's it."

Zhao Yanyan enjoyed the massage and nodded again and again.

In my heart, I felt that this analysis was not right, and that was not what Master Xu said.

——

Yan Zhixu and Lu Xun left the lounge, did not stop in Tingshi, and went to the airport without stopping to catch a flight back to Haishi.

Back to the sea market, it is nine o'clock in the evening.

Yan Zhixu came to the prosperous mansion, pushed open the door and entered. In the hall, everyone sat on the sofa and talked, and no one was absent or not at home.

She took off the mask on her face, "It's strange, I'm all at home today, and at this point, I didn't go out and go upstairs to rest."

Yan Zhixu walked to the sofa and sat down, putting the black satchel in his hand casually aside.

After a long day of exhaustion, my body was a little tired, and I leaned against the sofa casually, as if I had no bones.

Nan Wenshu straightened her chest and sat up straight, "Today is a big day, of course we have to be at home."

I also watched the live broadcast. Today, my baby girl won the Bailan Award for Best Supporting Actress.

A Xu didn't disclose the news, otherwise the whole family would go to the scene to cheer her on.

Yan Huaibi went to the kitchen to pour a glass of warm water and handed it to her, "Ah Xu is tired, first drink some water to moisten your throat."

His face with a melancholy artist temperament is full of doting and gentle aura.

"Thank you bro."

Yan Zhixu smiled, took the glass, and took several sips of water to moisten his throat.

She drank half a glass of water, quenched her thirst, and put the glass on the coffee table.

"Brother, I feel better now."

"Ah That's good."

...

Seeing how happy she was smiling at Yan Huaibi, Yan Jinxiu, who was sitting next to him, frowned unhappily, with sarcasm and anger on his unruly face.

laugh.

As soon as my sister came home, my eldest brother was so eager to ask for help.

This is deliberately competing for favor.

Bah, scheming dog!