Ji Yanxiu was also accompanied by a makeup artist and assistant, and he saw that he had to rush to the scene in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, he ran into He Mingyu as soon as he walked to the door.

Ji Yan paused for a while, stopped, and glanced at the car: "I heard that He has a project for the year that is about to bid. Boss He is not in city j, what will he do in city h?"

This sentence is too knowingly to ask, He Mingyu said coldly: "I would like to thank Mr. Ji for taking care of Qingqing during this period. Why don't you wait for six o'clock to get off work and have a casual meal together?"

Ji Yanxiu twitched his lips: "He Dong is too polite, where did you invite this meal? Qingqing's husband, or the winner of the competition?"

He Mingyu said indifferently: "Have I competed with you?"

Ji Yanxiu: "..."

Ji Yanxiu's agent saw the atmosphere between the two men in suits and shoes sinking bit by bit.

Plus, I was standing at the entrance of the hotel.

The agent was afraid that the two of them would be able to fight for a while, so he hurriedly pulled Ji Yanxiu, lowered his voice and said, "Yan Xiu, it's almost time to film."

Ji Yanxiu had to suppress his anger and was about to speak, but saw Tanqing rubbing his eyes and stepping down from the position of the co-pilot.

This is the first time Ji Yanxiu has seen Tan Qing since the last press conference.

Although there are also phone calls and occasional games together, it is different from a direct meeting.

Ji Yanxiu's gaze fell on Tan Qing, watching the man slacking off from the car, then walked around the front of the car and rubbed against He Mingyu.

He skillfully took out a clean plaid handkerchief from the pocket of He Mingyu's suit trousers.

He unceremoniously wiped the saliva from his mouth.

Ji Yanxiu: "..."

Ji Yanxiu opened his mouth, but said nothing.

But after Tan Qing wiped her mouth, he put a handkerchief on He Mingyu back, and conscientiously beckoned with her rookie teammate: "Ji Yanxiu, long time no see! You are still very handsome! Last time I promised to give it to me. When will the limited skin give me the duck?"

Hearing that Tan Qing still remembered the limited set of skins, Ji Yanxiu found that he felt better for some reason.

He walked to Tan Qing's side and said softly: "I'll go to the set first. Next time I will play the game for you, call me when you are on."

Tan Qing nodded immediately: "Hmm, let's scold the pupils next time!"

"it is good."

Ji Yan's eyebrows curled up with a smile, and when he saw the expressionless He Mingyu, he narrowed his smile completely, "Since He Dong is in a good mood today and wants a treat, I can't stop it. Qingqing, what do you want to eat? ?go together."

Tan Qing was lazily leaning in He Mingyu's arms. He immediately lifted his head from his chest and barked his teeth super fiercely: "Wow, why don't you take me with you when you eat? Do you think I'm fat? "

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu glared at Ji Yanxiu, stretched out his hand to support Tan Qing, and solemnly said, "No."

Tan Qing: "Hey. Just one day after you got married, you secretly went out for dinner with other wild men!"

He Mingyu: "..."

Ji Yanxiu, who steals chickens and turns into a wild man: "..."

He Mingyu, who often grows rapidly under the ravages of Tan Qing’s jumping thinking, has already reacted first and soothed and kissed Tanqing’s forehead: “Baby, it’s not like that. Ji Yanxiu helped you in acting before. Let’s work together. Invite him to dinner, okay?"

Tan Qing sniffed pretendingly, and logically put forward the final request: "Then, can I pick the place?"

He Mingyu: "..."

Ji Yanxiu: "..."

The place for this meal was finally chosen at a private Korean barbecue restaurant.

This is a very benevolent and generous decision made by Tan Qing, combining the tastes of the people, and difficultly abandoning Kaifeng Caijin Arch and even fried chicken restaurants such as Wallace.

Ji Yanxiu was not the only person invited in the end.

The afternoon play happened to be the rival play of Ji Yanxiu and He Yao.

When Tan Qing and He Mingyu arrived at the barbecue restaurant, they found that He Yao had already come with Ji Yanxiu.

Everyone has arrived, and with He Yao's thief's neat opening, he called uncle He Mingyu.

Naturally, He Mingyu couldn't turn his face to drive people, so he had to sit down with Tan Qing on the other side.

In order to meet the needs of entertainers, high-end restaurants in film and television bases generally pursue privacy.

The bamboo curtains and screens in the private rooms cover the entire environment very well, and you will never see what the people inside are doing from the outside.

The menus in such private restaurants generally change according to the season.

He Yao took the menu from the outside, and separated from the table with Tan Qing, working diagonally to get together and start ordering.

He Mingyu and Ji Yanxiu sat in another diagonally opposite corner.

The two confronted each other for several rounds.

It wasn't until He Yao passed the menu that He Mingyu lowered his head and asked Tan Qing: "Have you picked something you like?"

Tan Qing set up his plates, forks and spoons upright, and helped He Mingyu also set them up. He placed his claws and nodded: "He still has fresh goat meat here, and he can also roast quail and knock on sticks. clatter!"

He Mingyu helped Tan Qing tie a napkin, and his fingers slid across Tan Qing's slender, white neck-with a slight rub on the back of his neck, he felt Tan Qing's whole body shrank slightly.

Really sensitive.

His talk.

This dodging and secretive action made He Mingyu's sight quickly darkened in the crowded restaurant.

Before Tan Qing turned around curiously, she withdrew her hand, helped her lover pull the collar, and said solemnly: "Drink ebony juice?"

Tan Qing didn't know that he had been pressed into a dark corner by He Mingyu thousands of times in the sight area where no one noticed. He nodded very obediently, and compared the height of a cup with his hand: "Drink a lot!"

He Mingyu poured a tall glass for Tan Qing, and then handed the bottle to He Yao: "I want to drink it myself."

He Yao: "..."

He Yao said desolately: "Uncle, you treat it too differently! I feel so heartbroken."

Without lifting his eyes, He Mingyu turned over the meat with a clip to help Tan Qing turn over the meat, and put a freshly roasted quail into Tan Qing's dipping sauce.

He Yao stretched out his hand: "No, no, that's the quail I put——"

The quail was not eaten, and the ebony juice in the bottle was poured into his cup by Ji Yanxiu.

The red-purple ebony juice appeared more and more crystal clear in the cup.

Ji Yanxiu held up the glass and curled his mouth at Tan Qing, who was sitting on the opposite side, who was eating upright, "Qing Qing, touch it?"

Tan Qing, who is familiar with human table culture, immediately picked up the cup: "Bangbangbang, I wish you a beautiful lady! Make a lot of money! Backgammon!"

The smile on Ji Yanxiu's lips deepened: "I don't wish you such a falsehood. Tan Qing, if you and He Mingyu quarrel in the future, you can come to me and I will introduce a divorce lawyer to you."

He Yao: "..."

Tan Qing opened his eyes, looked at He Mingyu, then at Ji Yanxiu, and said curiously, "Why do I need a lawyer for divorce?"

Ji Yanxiu said, "Of course, if you don't want to live with him in the future, but he won't let you go; or if he cheats in the future..."

He Mingyu couldn't bear it: "Ji Yanxiu, enough is enough."

Ji Yanxiu smiled and helped Tan Qing pick up a piece of goose with his public chopsticks: "Try it."

Tan Qing bit the head of his chopsticks, her slick eyes rolled twice, and Chao Ji Yanxiu showed a bright smile: "Thank you! But it shouldn't be used for decades, it will be over soon!"

Human life.

It was just a moment of the great demon.

It's too short to consider divorce at all.

Among the four, they talked about what they were eating the most, and they buried their heads and ate from the beginning to the end.

He Mingyu's expression on Ji Yanxiu's originally unkind expression darkened from just a moment ago.

The air pressure drops all the way to the end of the meal.

After drinking ebony juice, Tan Qing went out to pee.

The waiter heard the bell, knocked on the door, and came in to settle the bill.

He Mingyu took the tip and the bill to the waiter.

Then he glanced at the opposite Ji Yanxiu expressionlessly, and said meaningfully: "Tanqing will be over next week. He and I are going to host a half-year-old banquet for our son in city j. If you are interested, you can come and participate."

Ji Yanxiu calmly accepted the move in the shadow of the sword and sword, and said with a smile: "Although He Dong's half-year-old banquet is late enough, the child is cute and he naturally wants to go."

When the last car accident happened, Ji Yanxiu knew the true relationship between Tan Qing and Tan Jiji in the ward.

Only He Yao, who didn’t know the truth, sat beside him a little hesitated and struggled for a long time before he said to He Mingyu: "Uncle, didn’t you and Tan Qing just get married? You are hosting a half-year-old banquet for your child at this time...Although the child is surnamed Tan Qing , But in the end the child is not his, which is not so good..."

He Mingyu: "No."

Ji Yanxiu: "No."

The two interrupted He Yao at the same time.

Once again, he looked at each other hostilely.

At the same time, they maintained a tacit understanding and didn't tell the story of Tan Qing's birth.

He Yao: "..."

alright.

I dare not ask anyway.

It just so happened that Tan Qing came back from the bathroom.

He Mingyu had to rush back to City J tonight, so he took Tan Qing away directly.

Ji Yanxiu was also drove back by the agent.

He Yao was the only one left at the big table where the four were sitting.

Restaurants in film bases often have enough patience to wait for the last guest at the table to leave.

He Yao slowly drank the half bottle of sake left just now.

After a while, his phone rang on the table.

He Hui calls.

He Yao paused with his hand on the table, and finally answered the phone: "Uncle San."

An urgent smell can be heard in He Hui's voice: "How is it? He Mingyu spoils his son?"

He Yao gritted his teeth: "Uncle...Uncle, no, He Mingyu's son is only a few months old. I still don't think it's good for children...or we'd better..."

He Hui sneered and said: "Come on! Boy! Why didn't you refuse when I took you money, why didn't you say it was bad when I went to find the master, and now you have the advantage, come with me?"

He Yao: "I..."

He Hui interrupted him: "Okay, Sanshu, I'm not unkind! You said that if He Mingyu wants to really treasure his son, he shouldn't find a male wife with a big fanfare. This will make his son look where his face will look in the future. put?!"

"And that little star, I would rather post He Mingyu to other women to raise children."

He Hui said sullenly, "I'm going to see when He Mingyu breaks down, whose bed he is going to climb again?!"