The movie star is crying, the CEO sister loves me

The woman was still chattering and trying to comfort her precious daughter. Unexpectedly, the next second she saw her daughter, who was still crying, getting up from the bed and neatly changing clothes and putting on shoes.

"Mom, I'm going out for a while." Zhu Jiajia said.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, please leave me alone." Zhu Jiajia didn't want to explain, so she picked up her cell phone and car keys and ran away in a hurry.

……

Lin Xingcheng fished until evening and caught a total of two small white fish. It was another semi-air force day.

There was still a harvest. Lin Xingcheng lifted the fish with a clip and made a video call to Jiang Ci, who was sitting in the car.

"Look at my fish, huh? Did you just get off work?"

"Yes." Jiang Ci untied his tie with one hand and stared at the girl on the screen of his mobile phone. The fatigue of the day was gone.

"Thank you for your hard work, look at my harvest." Lin Xingcheng smiled like a flower, pointed the camera at the fish box, and shared his today's results.

Jiang Ci couldn't help laughing when he saw that there were only two finger-sized fish in such a big water tank, "You are very powerful."

"Hmph, don't think I don't know you are saying something sarcastic, right? You need a lesson, right?" Lin Xingcheng clenched her fist, hammered him twice, and opened the dyeing workshop after giving him some color.

"Hurry up and praise me. I'll give you two seconds to think."

Jiang Ci chuckled: "Well, you are the best. I can't fish. I lost to you last time."

"It's not a loss, but I do have more experience than you in this regard. When I was a child, I often fished with my grandfather. I could guess the size of the fish based on the strength of the fish's hook. Isn't it amazing?"

Speaking of this, Lin Xingcheng felt happy, maybe because the other person was someone she liked, so even ordinary words could be talked about with gusto.

The two chatted for a while through the mobile phone screen. Lin Xingcheng happily decided to go to Hongfeng to find him tomorrow. She had no inspiration at home, so she might as well go to Jiang Ci.

"If you want to go to work, I'll wait for you at home. By the way, has your brother gone to school?"

Jiang Ci knew why she asked this, "He's not here, he doesn't come back often."

Jiang An had a conflict with her, Lin Xingcheng thought to herself, no matter whether the little brother was here or not, she was not afraid and would handle it directly.

Tomorrow, tell Jiang Ci face to face that her parents asked her to go to another city to recuperate. She will probably go there for a few months.

In the past, when she was in poor health, her parents would often send her to offshore cities for vacations. The family doctor team would go with her, and sometimes Yi Yue would accompany her.

Summer is very hot now, and the daily temperature in Beihuai City has reached over 35 degrees. Even though Lin Zhai and Huaxi Manor are well protected against heatstroke, it is still sweltering.

She hasn't decided yet, but she already has this idea in her mind. She's just not sure whether to finish drawing the competition works before entering, or whether to draw while recuperating. It's quite confusing.

After two months, I feel like I can finish the painting before going. As for Jiang Ci, the two may have to start a long-distance relationship separately. After all, it is impossible for him to not work like her.

"I saw your Weibo post, what happened to the photo?"

Lin Xingcheng couldn't help complaining that Jiang Ci's photo was really unbearable because it didn't have any technical content.

Jiang Ci explained: "I only have this photo in my album."

Actually no, there were others, but Jiang Ci only found this one that was relevant to her, so she sent it.

"You can ask your agent for it. He must have refined pictures. Didn't you go to Guangyu Group to shoot before? There must be pictures." Lin Xingcheng said, knowing that Jiang Ci didn't like taking selfies so much, so she also Same, not interested in this.

"Forgot." Jiang Ci's eyes were blazing and she said she had forgotten, but her expression showed no remorse.

"Forget it, as my girlfriend, I will reluctantly help you take some photos of your life from now on."

It would be a pity not to take pictures of his face.

Lin Xingcheng made the decision happily, and Jiang Ci was happy to see the result. The more she put her thoughts on him, the more he liked her.

The two chatted for a while, until Lin Xingcheng said that he was ready to call it a day and go home. The video call was cut off.

Lin Xingcheng understood the meaning of Jiang Ci's Weibo. The symbol on the birthday cake said everything.

Courtesy exchanges are indispensable.

Lin Xingcheng raised his hand toward the lake, the ice blue bracelet on his wrist shining brightly, and captured the moment with his mobile phone.

It’s Little Orange: (Cake) When fishing, time always passes quickly, and there are harvests, but not much.

It was accompanied by two photos, one of the bracelet and the other of two small fish in the water tank.

Although Lin Xingcheng doesn't have many Weibo fans, they are all active fans. Every time he posts on Weibo, he doesn't get thousands or tens of thousands of comments like celebrities, but he still gets a lot.

Old Misty Rain: Chengda Zi, you finally updated your Weibo. Although it is not a beautiful picture, I can see Da Da’s beautiful hands, which makes me very excited.

Lollipop: Do you also like fishing? I would also like!

Foodie Big Rabbit: When will you broadcast live? I really want to see you draw. I really hope you can accept private manuscripts. I really want to make a date. I feel like I have money but can’t spend it. It’s so uncomfortable.

Xiang Si Dou Ben Dou: This orange bracelet looks very expensive. Isn’t it a sapphire? And where is the lake in the background? It’s so beautiful. I’ve never seen it before.

Girl at night: Orange's IP address shows that it is in Beihuai City. I am also a local. This lake feels a bit familiar, but I can't remember it for a moment?

Mala Xiangguo: Can you please stop delving into Da Da’s private life? You're not a celebrity, so leave some personal space.

After the Moon: Please do not explore Chengzi’s personal privacy, respect each other, thank you! (Hands together)

……

Lin Xingcheng responded to two comments. In fact, she also wanted to live broadcast for them, but now her mind was focused on the competition, and she had to put aside all the fuss.

You can't do two things at once.

Jiang Ci posted on Weibo today. On the surface, everything seems to be calm. In fact, some core fans of the management have noticed something is wrong. Without saying anything, they secretly sent private messages to inquire about the support club management and Jiang Ci studio personnel.

Zhou Jing and other staff worked overtime, always paying attention to the direction of public opinion on Weibo, and worrying about hot searches on Jiang Ci.

I am also worried that if I bump into a female celebrity who happens to have her birthday, scandals will be everywhere and I can’t explain why.

"Brother Jing, several big fans have sent me private messages. I'm afraid my account will be bombed if I don't reply."

Zhou Jing raised his hand to scratch his hair, which was almost bald: "Hey, why are you so alert? These people were Sherlock Holmes in their last life and are now detectives in this life? Isn't it just a photo?"

I don’t understand. If these fans hadn’t made a fuss, Zhou Jing wouldn’t have thought there was anything wrong with this Weibo post.

"Maybe it's because Brother Ci didn't post on Weibo often before." Xiao Li from the studio analyzed.

Zhou Jing sighed in distress: "Forget it, you...just tell them that Jiang Ci went to attend a friend's birthday party and took random photos, so they don't think too much."

Big fans know more or less something about Jiang Ci, so they can't find any loopholes.

Only Zhou Jing knew in his heart that Jiang Ci was showing affection from a distance.

When an insider looks at it, it couldn’t be more obvious.

"There's nothing wrong with showing off secretly like this, but don't get addicted to showing off, my ancestor."

Zhou Jing slumped on the big chair holding his cell phone, miserable.