The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

"Nothing." Xia Yang certainly wouldn't have any objections to Sister Ruan because of this. Over the years, Sister Ruan had taken care of all his affairs very well.

Every one of his songs has become popular all over the country, which is inseparable from Sister Ruan's contribution in signing them to suitable singers.

This song can be given to Gao Mingchuan, and I believe his professional ability has also been recognized by Sister Ruan.

But who told him to call Fu Xiuyan a gigolo?! And he overheard it!

"Push him. I take back that song."

"But we signed a contract."

Xia Yang didn't care: "Just pay as much as you should. Why am I short of this little money?"

Sister Ruan was amused by him: "Okay, I'll handle it. But what if they want to know the reason?"

While on the phone, Xia Yang felt a burning gaze. He looked up and saw Fu Xiuyan standing a few meters away, looking at him with a smile.

It must be because he had been out for too long, and Fu Xiuyan was worried, so he came out to look for him.

"Just saying...his face isn't white enough." Xia Yang and Fu Xiuyan looked at each other, the smiles in their eyes as bright as a sunny day.

Fu Xiuyan came over after seeing him hang up the phone.

"Who are you talking about?"

"An ugly freak." Someone who is so capable of doing evil must be extremely ugly!

Fu Xiuyan felt that the tone was not right when he heard it, and frowned. He had just left his sight for a short while, but why was he unhappy?

"Who made you angry?"

"No one. What are you doing out here?"

Fu Xiuyan looked at Xia Yang carefully with his deep eyes, and made sure that he looked relaxed and it shouldn't be a big deal, so he gave up asking any further questions.

"You've been out for so long, I was afraid you'd get lost."

Xia Yang glanced at him and said, "Are you afraid that I'll run away?"

Fu Xiuyan smiled and said, "I'm worried that our Xia Xia will be kidnapped by someone else."

Xia Yang glanced at him lightly and said, "You should be nervous then. If I see someone prettier than you, I won't need anyone to lead me there. I'll just follow them."

As he spoke, he pushed the door open and entered the courtyard, ignoring Fu Xiuyan who was frozen in place by his words.

Fu Xiuyan thought he was joking: "I can't believe Xia Xia is also obsessed with looks?"

"I like everything beautiful, including people." Xia Yang glanced up and down at Fu Xiuyan, but he was too picky. In all these years, he had only met Fu Xiuyan, someone he was satisfied with.

The way he looked at him, Fu Xiuyan always felt like he was just a commodity on the shelf.

I have a bad feeling...

Fu Xiuyan calmed himself down and comforted himself, thinking that he must have been overthinking it.

"Everyone likes beautiful things. But when Xia Xia looks at people, she definitely doesn't just look at their appearance. To win Xia Xia's heart, you must have both inner and outer qualities, and be able to resonate with Xia Xia's soul. You must be well-educated, have a good temper, be gentle to Xia Xia, and be able to earn money to support the family..." Fu Xiuyan listed a basket of words, each of which applied to himself. The more he spoke, the more he felt that he was Xia Yang's destined soul mate.

Xia Yang touched Fu Xiuyan's forehead and muttered, "He doesn't even have a fever. Are all you actors so...artistic?"

"Ok?"

"You just said that you like me. Why do you like me? Isn't it because I look good?" Xia Yang crossed her arms and looked at Fu Xiu.

Fu Xiu noticed Xia Yang at the banquet because he was so beautiful. But the real reason he fell in love with him was after hearing his singing in the bar.

"No." Fu Xiuyan denied it decisively.

Xia Yang was surprised: "No? My body is not attractive to you?"

Fu Xiuyan saw Xia Yang asking such questions seriously with the most innocent eyes, and he was very glad that he was not drinking water.

"...Yes, no, I mean..." Fu Xiuyan was unusually flustered under Xia Yang's gaze. He finally experienced firsthand what it meant to be alone in the chaos of war.

It seems that admitting it is not right, and not admitting it is not right either...

Xia Yang didn't understand his dilemma. He sat back at the table and took a sip of the soup. It was just the right temperature, neither cold nor hot. It must have been served by Fu Xiuyan before he left to look for him.

"That's it. You're attractive to me, and I'm attractive to you. Does anything else matter?"

Fu Xiuyan couldn't accept Xia Yang's words at once.

The main thing was that he really didn't expect Xia Yang to say that she liked him a little, just because of his appearance. This made Fu Xiuyan, who had very high standards for himself, very frustrated.

But Xia Yang was very serious. He could see that what he said was sincere and there was no joking at all.

Fu Xiuyan sat quietly on the other side and ate while mentally preparing himself.

He eats very quickly, a habit he developed while on the set.

The psychological construction was also done very well.

He is still confident enough in his appearance. Since Xia Xia likes him, he should use this advantage to lock him firmly by his side.

But...there are many people in this world who are good-looking.

"So, what does Xia Xia think of Shen Suizhi?"

Xia Yang put down the spoon, touched her slightly round belly, and squinted her eyes to recall Shen Suizhi's appearance.

"Hmm... not bad, looks quite elegant, not like a cook. If he goes into the entertainment industry, he might become a big star."

Fu Xiuyan's alarm bells rang! A sense of crisis suddenly arose. He had never been anxious about his appearance before. It seemed that he would have to pay more attention to maintenance in the future!

Fu Xiuyan's cell phone rang. It was Shen Suizhi.

He glanced at Xia Yang, who thought it was a call that was inconvenient for him to answer, so he dragged himself onto the soft sofa.

"You'd better be alright!" Fu Xiuyan's voice was as cold as the frost in December.

Shen Suizhi was talking about something else: "What's wrong? Are you having trouble pursuing someone?"

Fu Xiuyan hung up the phone immediately.

No matter how many times Shen Suizhi called, he didn't answer.

Shen Suizhi had no choice but to send a message.

[Shen Suizhi: I just got two bottles of good wine. Would you like me to give you one?]

Fu Xiuyan glanced at Xia Yang, who was lying on the sofa with her face covered with a pillow, and his eyes flashed slightly.

【Fu Xiuyan: Let the waiter bring it over, don’t come.】

Shen Suizhi had not originally planned to go, as he was not that free.

But Fu Xiuyan mentioned it specifically, which aroused his curiosity.

Shen Suizhi: What's the matter? I'm already at the door. You won't open the door for me? Then I'll go in by myself.

Fu Xiuyan typed quickly with his fingertips.

【Fu Xiuyan: Depressed and slow.】

Shen Suizhi: ????? ????? ????? 】

Fu Xiuyan looked at the screen full of question marks and raised the corners of his lips in a playful manner.

Very good, now that you have found the pain point, it will be easy to handle!