The female star is obedient and domineering, and she has a crush on me

Ziyi originally wanted to take Shen Zhiming, the only drunkard present, back to her home, but she didn't know why her proposal seemed to have angered everyone. There were only four people in total, and the other two voted against it.

Posture:?

"I always took her home when she was drunk before. Do I have experience?"

"She drank a lot of depth charges tonight, and Xiaozi might not be able to handle it." Fang Jinyao subconsciously made a move to adjust her glasses, but the empty feeling told her that she was just off work and wearing invisible glasses.

"I also think that drunk people are more serious. Shen Zhiming is obviously unconscious." Qin Yuhuan's words seemed more earnest.

Ziyi thought about it and it made sense. Shen Zhiming had some consciousness before, but this time he was obviously drunk. She was the only one who was sleeping soundly in the room, with rosy cheeks. Fang Jinyao's black suit jacket was about to be wet with her saliva.

Ziyi didn't want to help Shen Zhiming clean up this tail. Who knew that she would drool when she slept after drinking too much? She had never seen her like this before.

"How about...you all come to my house? My house is big." Ziyi tentatively made a suggestion.

Fang Jinyao was not polite and said, "Excuse me."

Posture:?

Qin Yuhuan seemed to still know how to be reserved. He frowned and thought for a few minutes, "Is it convenient for me to go? Or should you let her go with you?"

"Can you call me Sister Fang?" Fang Jinyao saw that Qin Yuhuan hadn't found a suitable name to call her the whole night, and she had to pause every time. "The artists I managed before all called me that."

Sometimes in the entertainment industry, age is not a factor. When you meet someone more powerful than you, you either call them brother or sister, or if you are more polite, you can call them senior.

Fang Jinyao is not an artist, so it is inappropriate for Qin Yuhuan to call her senior.

Ziyi pulled Qin Yuhuan aside and whispered in her ear, "Do you think Sister Fang is a little unsophisticated and can't call her that?"

Qin Yuhuan nodded with difficulty, "It's you who can get my weirdness. It's okay to call me that, but I have some thoughts and I always feel disrespectful."

"Can I hear you?" Fang Jinyao poked his head between the two of them, expressionless. "Next time you want to whisper, please move farther away."

Especially these two people have a tacit understanding, and when they have a tacit understanding, it gives people a feeling of showing off their love.

Fang Jinyao doesn't want to eat this dog food at her age. Qin Yuhuan is also the artist she will soon lead. She knows Qin Yuhuan's thoughts. Now look at Ziyi's heartless and heartless appearance...

I feel sorry for my own artist, but I am also angry that Qin Yuhuan only picks on the hard ones.

Nothing feels right.

"Call me by my name, or you can call me sister, but don't you have to keep the title of sister Xiao Qin?" The agent started to sound sarcastic again, trying to get back at the point.

However, Qin Yuhuan was born as an Yin-Yang master and had never lost in this aspect since childhood. "It seems that Sister Jin Yao knows a lot? It's really hard to measure the depth of the sea."

Fang Jinyao: ...

Ziyi felt that this round had come to a part that she couldn't understand again. "Did you two come up with some kind of one-on-one communication code? That is... the kind that only you two can understand and no one else can understand?"

Anyway, she didn't understand a word.

"No, this is the first day that Sister Jinyao and I met. How can we figure out the communication code so quickly?"

Qin Yuhuan raised her hand, tucked her hair behind her ear, and smiled at Ziyi in an extremely obedient manner, "But you reminded me that you may be even less familiar with Sister Jinyao, so I'll go too."

Ziyi herself is a bit of a socialite. Her house has often held small gatherings to entertain guests. Sometimes, those who stay there are not always people she knows, but perhaps friends invited over by friends. So there is no problem of everyone feeling awkward about Fang Jinyao staying at her house.

But one more Qin Yuhuan wouldn’t make much difference.

"Then I'll drive home and call my aunt to ask her to clean up a few guest rooms."

This time Fang Jinyao and Qin Yuhuan began to be quiet again.

It was a bit rude to show up suddenly, and if there were other requests, it meant he was making his intentions known without hiding anything.

Ziyi was completely confused and drove a car full of people home.

The house she lives in was a gift from her parents. It has a wide view. It is a top-floor villa with three floors all furnished. There is not much else but many rooms. There is a live-in aunt at home to take care of her life.

When Ziyi returned home, her aunt had already cleaned up the room.

Shen Zhiming was carried back by Fang Jinyao and Ziyi.

Ziyi was very direct. She threw Shen Zhiming on the bed and covered him with a quilt. When she went out, she ran into Fang Jinyao who came over with a makeup remover.

Posture:?

The guard that had just subsided came back to him, and he stood by the door, "Manager Fang, let me do it. It won't bother you."

Fang Jinyao also knew that she was being abrupt, so she handed the things in her hand to Ziyi. Ziyi drove them out, yawned as she removed Shen Zhiming's makeup, and pinched her face when she was unconscious, "Next time you dare to drink so much, I will never be friends with you again."

"I don't understand you." Qin Yuhuan sat obediently on the sofa. Although she was curious about Ziyi's residence, she would not go anywhere without Ziyi's consent. Seeing Fang Jinyao coming back in defeat, she couldn't help but mutter, "You said not long ago that you didn't have any flowers?"

"Flowers can appear. Just because I said there is no flower doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Fang Jinyao said calmly, "I have been following her for a long time, but the person and account don't match. It's a coincidence."

After getting to know Ziyi, Qin Yuhuan also followed Shen Zhiming, but... she didn't get Fang Jinyao's point at all.

Qin Yuhuan was speechless. "In the novels I read, people who are eight years older than me would always be obsessed with their age and hate themselves for being old. But you..." How come you accepted it so smoothly?

"I'm only 35, just like you, I'm still a young man, thank you." Fang Jinyao was quite confident, "Besides, an 80-year-old man can marry a 20-year-old beauty, so how can I have some advantages over an 80-year-old?"

Qin Yuhuan: "He has one foot in the coffin, which makes people feel like they have already got half of the inheritance."

Fang Jinyao: ...

"Qin Yuhuan?" Ziyi came out at some point and heard Qin Yuhuan talking about the "half-foot-in-the-coffin theory". "That's unreliable. Don't even think about it. People get smarter as they get older. They can sign agreements and make wills. At 80, their grandchildren and great-grandchildren are waiting to share their inheritance."

"Okay." Qin Yuhuan smiled, "I'll listen to Xiaozi and find someone younger than me."

Posture:?

Did she express that?

"You want to pursue your career, why do you seem to be in love?! Get out of here now!!"

Ziyi said this and was about to shake Qin Yuhuan.

Fang Jinyao, who felt like she was being fed a mouthful of dog food for no apparent reason, said: …

"No, don't worry, I have to make money for Xiaozi first." Qin Yuhuan "pulled himself back from the brink" and realized his mistake in time.