Starting a second career in the entertainment industry

In the early morning of the January 2020 issue, I said goodbye to the second generation of the Shanghai circle who had spent New Year's Day together. I gently asked my cousin to rest at my place and leave in the morning.

As a result, Lan Feiqiao disagreed and said that his home was not far from here, so he just left.

Wenrou: "Zanzan, have you and Kong Ge booked a hotel, or should I ask someone to arrange it for you?"

Assistant Xiao Kong felt a little apprehensive when seeing his boss's girlfriend address him so politely: "No, Miss Wen, I feel apprehensive when you address me like that. You should just call me Xiao Kong, or Assistant Kong."

"But you don't have to make special arrangements for accommodation. I have already booked a hotel."

She smiled gently, “Okay then, since your debut, you’ve always been by Zanzan’s side, and you’re the same age as him, so it’s not quite right for me to call you Xiao Kong, so I’ll call you Assistant Kong, and I’ll ask you to take care of him in the future.”

Xiao Kong felt recognized and trusted, so he nodded and said, "Don't worry, Miss Wen. I will take good care of Brother Zhan."

Assistant Kong looked at the two people who still had something to say, and left with a serious look on his face. "Ms. Wen, I'll leave first. Regarding the photos, I've told the team that I'll confirm with Brother Zhan after they're edited. If he says it's okay, I'll post it. Do you think that's okay?"

Wenrou did not agree on Xiao Zhan's behalf, but turned her head to signal him to make his own decision.

Xiao Zhan thought this was fine: "Thank you for your help then."

Assistant Kong: "It's just a small matter. I'll leave first."

Xiao Kong was not sure whether the boss meant to tell him whether Brother Zhan would stay here overnight, but he could no longer be a third wheel.

Wenrou, who was a little drunk, smiled and looked at Xiao Zhan jokingly: "Why, you don't want to come with us?"

Xiao Zhan had his own thoughts and didn't want to leave. He looked reluctant: "I want to leave later. We haven't had any time alone for a long time. You seldom contacted me because you had to film a movie a while ago. Are you mad at me?"

Wen Rou denied: "No, it may be affected by this drama to some extent. I am afraid that I will vent my anger on you, so I rarely contact you. Sorry."

When Xiao Zhan heard her suddenly lowered tone, he no longer had the heart to tease her, so he hurriedly sat beside her, hugged her, and comforted her.

Xiao Zhan: "I know, I was just joking. I was in the same state when I was filming The Untamed. I was so immersed in the role that it took me a long time to distinguish between myself and Wei Wuxian. Your drama is too close to life."

"This is your first time playing the role of a woman's half-life. Perhaps this is why you find it difficult to get over it for a while." He said softly, with a hint of concern and understanding in his tone.

"Don't worry, I'm not Zhuang Guodong, and you are not Huang Yime. We have our own lives. I won't leave tonight. Can I stay with you?" He reached out and gently stroked her hair, his eyes full of tenderness and love.

Slightly tipsy, she nodded gently. He gently held her in his arms, letting her feel the warmth and comfort. They sat quietly on the sofa, hugging each other, enjoying the tranquility and warmth of the moment.

Xiao Zhan and Wen Rou acted opposite each other, and he was surprised at her involvement. He had also assumed that she was Huang Yimei, but the ending of their breakup was not what he wanted. Having played many roles, he quickly separated himself from the role of Zhuang Guodong.

Wenrou played the role of a woman crazy about love to perfection, but later she was determined to leave her most unforgettable lover. He didn't want her to get too involved in the role, nor did he want the two of them to end up like Zhuang Guodong and Huang Yimei.

Wenrou stayed quietly in Xiao Zhan's arms for a while, and suddenly remembered what he said: "I have to catch a flight very early tomorrow. I have a part of the filming concentrated, and I have to rush to Los Angeles in the middle of this month. I will disturb you when I get up in the morning. Why don't you take advantage of the two days off to have a good rest?"

Xiao Zhan lifted the girl up from his arms: "I wanted to send you off in the morning, and you don't know, I also bought a ticket for six o'clock today, so it's just right for us to go together."

Wenrou looked at Xiao Zhan with a happy smile on her face: "That's great, then we can be together tomorrow!"

Then he blinked and told Xiao Zhan about the next arrangements: "In that case, you can stay. There are many guest rooms here anyway, so you don't have to worry about having no place to sleep."

However, Xiao Zhan misunderstood Wenrou's meaning and thought that she really intended to let him stay in the guest room.

Xiao Zhan smiled helplessly, muttering to himself: How could this little girl be so good at misinterpreting people's intentions?

"Of course I know you have no shortage of guest rooms here, but I really don't want to live there." After saying that, he gave Wenrou an innocent look.

Wenrou couldn't help laughing when she saw this, and thought Xiao Zhan was a little cute. She broke free from his embrace and leaned on the sofa. The aftereffects of the red wine made her feel a little different from usual, but she knew very well what she was doing.

"Zanzan, did you try to get drunk? I didn't, believe me? I can drink two bottles by myself, um...but red wine isn't very tasty either. Although it tastes better than white wine, the alcohol taste is still awkward. How about we drink some more? There are a lot of good wines in the wine cellar."

The topic of gentle conversation jumped quickly, and then she took Xiao Zhan's hand: "Haha, okay, I was just teasing you. Come on, I'll take you to visit my bedroom."

Seeing the person who was obviously drunk, Xiao Zhan quickly went forward to hug his girlfriend and slowly walked up the spiral staircase.

At the beginning, they shot a jewelry advertisement in that Spanish-style house, and at that time he deeply appreciated the unique charm of the old house.

But the building we see now presents a completely different style - it is full of Chinese exquisiteness and splendor, and even though it is winter, it is still decorated with flowers.

Wenrou introduced Xiao Zhan in detail the architectural history of the house and its meticulous maintenance records over the past seventy years. Her voice seemed so gentle at night, and Xiao Zhan followed her steps and slowly climbed up, as if they were traveling through that long period of history together.

When you reach the fourth floor, the house on your left is the gentle room.

After entering the door, you can see the retro decoration consistent with the old villa. The space is 100 square meters, which is larger than the room in Wenrou’s villa in Beijing.

"Let's go. Actually, I have a feeling that you will stay. I have asked someone to prepare your clothes here." Wenrou pushed open the door, turned around and told Xiao Zhan about her arrangements.

The door of the room was closed with a gentle force. Xiao Zhan hugged Wen Rou and said happily, "So you know me so well."

Wenrou also hugged the other person tightly: "Yes, it should be said that I felt that you liked me, so I took the initiative."

Xiao Zhan: "How can it be self-willed? I am so happy. You feel the same way about me. We both want each other to be by our side all the time."

Wenrou: "Yeah, then I'll go wash up first. I'm really tired today and I have to get up early in the morning. I'm going to wash up, you can go shopping first."

If she were full of energy, Wenrou might still look shy, but she drank too much this afternoon and evening, causing all her five senses to become dull, and now she really wants to sleep!

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On the spacious and soft bed, Wenrou was hugged tightly. The alcohol made her even more confused at the moment, and she responded to Xiao Zhan in a few words.

She didn't hear what the other person said, she just felt that she fell into a deeper dream along with the distant voice.