Who knows? The anchor I like has become a movie queen!

Jiang Qingcong, being so considerate, didn't let Zhou Yuanheng feel uneasy for long. He pressed the issue, "Has Qingyan changed recently? Is he sleeping well?"

Zhou Yuanheng felt relieved after seeing the news. It was not a company matter, but when he saw these problems, his heart was lifted again. He was fully aware of the conflict between Jiang Qingyan and his family. It was he and Gu Jingrong who secretly took out money and immediately sent Jiang Qingyan away. In the end, Jiang Qingyan paid them back 100 times.

After carefully considering his words, he replied, "Become busier, huh? He's been working on gaming tournaments and commercialization, so his sleep is just so-so, neither good nor bad."

"You didn't hide anything from me?" Jiang Qingcong knew very well that Zhou Yuanheng was not telling the truth.

"No, we haven't seen each other much lately."

"Um"

The conversation between the two was very brief and very tentative.

After the conversation ended, Zhou Yuanheng immediately found Jiang Bingkuai in the pinned group chat, thought for a moment, and sent a message.

"Brother Cong contacted me and asked me about your recent situation. Your family must have seen the variety show. After all, it's so popular now. Do you want me to help you suppress the news? You just need to pay me an advertising space (dog head)"

Jiang Qingyan replied quickly: "Don't worry about it. Please help me clean it up after the show."

"Oh, you're so frugal with your words. I watched the show too. You look pretty photogenic, and the girl next to you is pretty good too~"

"Don't judge her." Jiang Qingyan didn't like this frivolous tone.

"okok" Zhou Yuanheng smiled at the screen like a husky that found a bone. There was definitely something wrong with this guy.

While feeling happy, he also felt a bit bitter. He didn't expect that Jiang Bingkuai was making great strides forward, while his love was withering away in this pile of documents. Zhou Yuanheng looked at these on the table, and the depression in his eyes was enough to feed an evil sword immortal.

After Jiang Qingcong put down his phone, he glanced at his father who had aged under the light, thought for a while and said nothing. He was not a person who had been deprived of his dreams, and he had no right to forgive him on his behalf. Perhaps after the show was over, he could talk to his brother.

"Dad, go to bed early." The sound of the door closing brought Jiang's father back to his senses. In the silence, a trace of regret buried deep in his heart surged like a tidal wave, drowning him. His deliberately blurred memories made him delude himself. Was what he had done so far wrong? Why wouldn't his child forgive him?

The match was over after an hour and a half. The director team did not ask to see the post-match interviews, commentary, etc. Everyone was very tired after a hard day, so today's official filming ended here.

The only cameras running next were those in the four suite lounge areas.

[Ah, the first day of live streaming is so lively, I am looking forward to the next nine days]

[I listen to it with headphones on every day at work. It’s really interesting.]

【Come on, everyone upgrades to a higher level】

[Our Mr. Lu doesn't need to be promoted anymore, we are already at the top.]

[Yeah, there really is no need for that. If I continue to improve my acting skills, they’ll be so amazing that they’ll fly off the horizon (dog head)]

[Who is Jiang Qingyan? Has his identity been revealed?]

[Who cares? It’s not simple anyway.]

【Too】

……

After Ji Xia returned to the room, he rummaged through his suitcase again and took out three individually wrapped sleep pants from the corner. He took them in his hand and left the third floor. He walked down the stairs and knocked on the door on the left side of the second floor.

[Oh my, why did Ji Xia leave the room? Where is she going? ]

[Damn it, why aren't there any cameras in the hallway? ]

[What was Ji Xia holding just now? I was walking too fast and couldn't see clearly.]

Which door will open?

It was Shen Xingmo who opened the door. He was in the lounge, cleaning up, when he heard a knock. He wondered who was looking for him. Didn't he know there were surveillance cameras in the lounge? Before he could think anything more, he heard a female voice: "I'm Ji Xia. I'm here to deliver something to Liu Liu."

[Oh my, it's moving. It's Shen Xingmo and Liu Liu's suite.]

When Shen Xingmo heard Liu Liu's name, all his thoughts disappeared. He quickly opened the door and saw Ji Xia's face. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The first time he saw this girl, he felt that she was very suitable for the entertainment industry. She was so beautiful. He just hoped that she would not be dragged into the abyss by the mud.

Coming back to his senses, Shen Xingmo had a smile on his face. "Come in quickly, Liuliu's room is that one."

"OK, all right."

Seeing Ji Xia knocking on the door, Shen Xingmo consciously returned to his room.

[It feels like a senior and a younger sister.]

[Shen Xingmo has a good sense of proportion]

[Looking clearly, what he was holding seemed to be pajamas]

She really isn't shy about anything.

[Why cover it up? It's a necessity for women. There's no need to be shy about wrapping it in paper or covering it with cloth.]

[That's the truth]

After Liu Liu came over to open the door, Ji Xia didn't go in. The two chatted for a few words at the door. After handing her the brown sugar and pajamas, Ji Xia left. She wanted to go back and take a shower quickly.

【I really like this feeling of being like little sisters. 】

When Ji Xia went back, Jiang Qingyan happened to hear the noise and came out.

He must have just taken a shower, with water still dripping from the ends of his hair. He was wearing black silk pajamas, wrapped tightly in them. The corners of his eyes were red from the steam, like half-melted ice cream, sweet and chilling.

Ji Xia twisted her fingers unconsciously, wanting to rub the red and see what color it was.

Ji Xia, realizing her own thoughts, comforted herself: It turns out that appreciating handsome men is a woman's inevitable instinct.

"Wait a minute, I brought a small hair dryer, I'll get it for you." Ji Xia turned around and went back to the room.

[Wow, this body shape is too bad, too lustful]

[Can the camera be clearer? I can’t see the expression clearly. I want to see eye contact.]

Before Jiang Qingyan could say anything, he sat in the room and dried his hair, thinking about Ji Xia's eyes just now. There seemed to be a hint of appreciation in her bright big eyes. After realizing this, he smiled.

After Ji Xia finished taking a shower and drying her hair, she suddenly thought of Liu Liu. She opened her phone and found the WeChat she had just added: "Have you taken a shower?"

Liu Liu was still a little shocked when she received the news. She was just about to go in. The first day of her period was a bit difficult. "Not yet, what's wrong?"

"I'll give you a hair dryer, wait for me."

She didn't have such bad intentions. Others who didn't have hair dryers would just wrap their hair in a bath towel and wait for it to dry. However, considering Liu Liu's special situation, it was not good to sleep with half-dry hair.

Ji Xia hurried downstairs, and Liu Liu took it and thanked him sincerely.

[Why did Ji Xia go to give Liu Liu a hair dryer again? Are they so close? ]

[Seeing her attentiveness, she will flatter others]

Why is she trying to curry favor with the singer? They're not from the same industry, so what's the point?

Why didn't she give it to Huang Wanying or Song Yurou, but instead gave it to Liu Liu? Use your brain and think about it, okay? The brain is an organ, not a decoration!