She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

Fang Li took a napkin and wiped her mouth, then turned around and smirked, "Aunt Rong, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Aunt Rong stood awkwardly, her hands clenched.

Her face flushed red in no time before she forced a smile and said, "What I wanted to say was that the gentleman is actually cold on the outside but warm on the inside. He has had a very difficult time all these years living alone. Please don't distance yourself from him because of his cold exterior. He is actually more tender-hearted than anyone else, and he longs for a warm and complete home more than anyone else..."

Fang Li stared at Aunt Rong with her dark eyes.

Aunt Rong then realized that she might have said a bit too much.

In large families like the Han family, the most taboo thing is for subordinates to gossip about their masters.

she.......

Aunt Rong blushed slightly under Fang Li's gaze, and stamped her foot in a flustered manner: "Oh dear! That's not what I meant, I just, I just... Oh dear, I was just being nosy, I was talking nonsense again!"

Fang Li remained silent.

Aunt Rong looked at her, lowered her head and apologized: "Madam, I was being nosy. Please don't take these words to heart."

Watching Aunt Rong, an old lady over fifty, stomp her feet and bow her head in annoyance like a child who had done something wrong.

Fang Li's face, which had been tense for a long time, finally broke into a soft laugh.

"Aunt Rong, what are you doing? I didn't say anything, why are you doing this?"

She stood up, took Aunt Rong's arm affectionately, and said, "I know you're worried that we'll quarrel. Don't worry, Han Xi and I are fine. I know he's good to me, and I'll treat him well in the future. Although you work for the Han family, as you just said, you watched Han Xi grow up, so you're practically his elder. Isn't it right for an elder to give a little guidance to a junior? How could I mind?"

Fang Li's words warmed Aunt Rong's heart. As servants, they were used to reading people's faces, and no master would ever say such things to a servant.

They treat servants like tools to be used at will, so how could they care about what the servants are thinking, let alone comfort them?

This is the first time.

The gentleman said that his wife was also from a prominent family in Haicheng. In his impression, young ladies from prominent families were all spoiled and arrogant, just like Han Shiyu, who never treated their servants as human beings.

But his wife was completely different.

Since she entered the house, she had never been seen to raise her voice at any of the servants.

Whether it's food or anything else, she's not picky at all; you could say she has no demands, and she's even easier to please than her husband.

Now, even though it was clearly her who spoke out of turn and said the wrong thing, she, as the hostess, is actually turning around and doing the opposite...

"Mrs......"

Seeing that Aunt Rong's eyes were slightly red and she was about to cry, Fang Li quickly hugged her shoulders to comfort her: "Oh, Aunt Rong, what are you doing? You said it yourself, Han Xi really wants a complete family. You have been by his side taking care of him all these years. Although he doesn't say it, I believe he must have long regarded you as his elder."

Fang Li gave Aunt Rong a comforting hug, then let go of her and said, "What's wrong with you saying a few more words for us as an elder? It's alright. In the future, if you see the two of us like this, you can still say something. Consider it a reminder to us, okay?"

Look at her bright, lively eyes blinking.

Aunt Rong burst into laughter through her tears: "Madam, please stop teasing me. I won't dare to do it again."

...It was almost nine o'clock when I left home.

This means that Fang Li was blatantly late again on the second day after being absent from work due to injury.

Fang Li didn't drive today.

Yu Tian, ​​who had disappeared for a day, returned. Fang Li finished breakfast and went out; he was already waiting at the door in his white Audi.

The car slowly drove on the road to Huanyu International.

Fang Li sat in the back seat, scrolled through the latest news of the day, checked the work group, then turned off her phone and looked up at the man who was driving attentively.

"Brother Tian..."

"I know what you want to ask." Fang Li had just opened her mouth when Yu Tian interrupted her.

His expression remained silent in the rearview mirror.

After a few seconds of silence, he spoke again: "I didn't know Wen Yang was your friend. Actually, we've known each other for a long time."

Yu Tian seemed lost in distant memories, remaining silent for a long time.

Fang Li looked at his broad back and sighed almost inaudibly.

"What are you going to do now?"

She wanted to ask him if he still planned to start over with Wen Yang. Although she didn't ask directly, she knew he would understand.

Sure enough, Yu Tian's hands tightened slightly around the steering wheel, his knuckles protruding and turning slightly white.

She didn't hear his reply until the car turned the corner and drove into the Huanyu International building more than ten minutes later.

Fang Li didn't know what exactly happened between the two of them back then. What she heard from Liu Nian was only the beginning. As for the complete story, only the two people involved probably knew.

It is said that the love of youth is the most unforgettable.

All these years later, the fact that Brother Tian still lost control when he saw Wen Yang that night, even turning hostile towards his senior, shows that he hasn't let go of Wen Yang in his heart.

And then there's Wen Yang, someone who always talks about changing men like changing clothes, but yesterday she actually looked so absent-minded.

These two clearly haven't forgotten each other.

Fang Li only had a superficial understanding of matters of the heart and felt she couldn't help them. She decided to let things take their course and leave it to their own destiny.

Yu Tian parked the car, and the two got out and entered the elevator.

As soon as I entered, a figure flashed past me, nearly knocking over a stack of documents she was carrying.

Yu Tian reacted quickly and pulled Fang Li back, preventing her from bumping into something.

Looking at the busy and chaotic studio, Fang Li frowned: "What's going on?"

Ji Tiantian, who was standing anxiously in front of the printer, was the first to see Fang Li. She took a moment to look up and said, "Sister Fang Li, you're here!"

Upon hearing Ji Tiantian's voice, everyone who was busy to the point of exhaustion, their fingers flying across the keyboard, also took a moment to look towards the door.

"Mr. Xu!"

"Hello, Mr. Xu!"

"Mr. Xu!"

...Everyone greeted her one by one.

Fang Li nodded in confusion and walked towards the office.

Before he even reached the door, Zhou Yufan came out carrying a stack of manuscripts. "You're finally here! Come in and take a look at this draft, there's no time!"

Yu Tian consciously went to the rest area and sat down.

Fang Li followed Zhou Yufan into his office and saw that his desk was already piled high with manuscripts.

"What happened? What's too late?"

Zhou Yufan quickly pulled out several manuscripts and stuffed them into her hands before saying, "The producer I contacted before, the one surnamed Xin, went back to Beijing last night and is flying to Shenzhen again at noon. He called me back and said he's quite interested in the script we submitted before, and he'll ask me to meet him for an hour..."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist, frowned, and said, "No, we'll meet in half an hour to discuss the details. If it goes well, we can sign a letter of intent and finalize the agreement."

"You mean Xin Qilai, Producer Xin?"

"Yes, that's her."