The headlights cut off the black curtain, Yang Fan narrowed his eyes reflexively, and waved his hand: "This way!"

The car stopped firmly in front of him, Aya got out of the car first to hold an umbrella, and Lu Xia stepped out unhurriedly.

He was wearing a pure white T-shirt, his hair was tied up casually, and he looked a little rough.

Yang Fan glanced at him up and down, and said, "Can't you dress up a bit? You're a public figure anyway, so pay attention to your image."

Lu Xia glanced at him, and it was clearly written on his face, "It's good if I'm willing to pay you some favors, don't push me hard."

Yang Fan had nothing to do with this ancestor, choked for a moment, turned his head and said to Aya: "You go back first, I will send him back when the time comes."

Aya stuffed it into Lu Ya's hand, and said worriedly: "Director Lu, don't drink if you have a bad stomach, and don't eat too much at night."

"Understood." Lu Xia replied calmly, holding an umbrella and walking straight to the restaurant.

Yang Fan quickly caught up with him and took him to the private room. He looked around on the road and found no one else, so he lowered his voice and said, "Just now Zhi Yang called me and said he wanted to have dinner together. If you don’t believe me, I’m so nervous that I’m sweating.”

Lu Xia's footsteps paused slightly.

Yang Fan continued: "By the way, why didn't you let him come? Don't tell me that he wants to read the script, I'm not stupid."

Lu Xia ignored him and continued walking.

Yang Fan was puzzled, grabbed his arm, and insisted on asking why: "Quickly tell me, don't play tricks on me."

Lu Xia struggled to no avail, and said angrily, "Why do you care so much about Fu? His hand is hurt and he can't even lift the chopsticks. Why do you ask him to eat?"

Yang Fan was taken aback: "Is your hand hurt? When did it happen?"

"Before you called me." Lu Yan lied without changing his face.

Not many people knew that he and Fu Zhiyang lived under the same roof. They had been separated for a while when Yang Fan came to him. No one knew about Qin Yonglin, and he would not take the initiative to mention it.

The private room is at the innermost part of the corridor. Before entering the door, Lu Xia took a deep breath and made enough mental preparations.

Yang Fan has a wide network of contacts, and he can call everyone a brother and brother in the circle. When he sees people talk about people, he talks nonsense. As soon as he enters the door, he puts on a familiar smile: "Director Qin, long time no see."

Qin Yonglin stood up from his seat, with a proper smile on his affluent face, shook hands with Yang Fan, tilted his head and said in surprise, "Director Lu? I thought you wouldn't appreciate it."

Lu Xia put her hands in her pockets, her eyes were indifferent, and she didn't intend to greet him at all.

Qin Yonglin was not embarrassed, and said with a smile: "After so many years, Director Lu really hasn't changed at all."

Lu Yan sneered, with sarcasm clearly written in his eyes.

Yang Fan saw that the atmosphere between the two was not right, so he smiled twice to smooth things over: "Sit, sit, what are you doing standing up, did Director Qin order? I'm welcome if I don't order, I won't go home if I don't get drunk tonight."

There were other people in the private room, and they were all familiar faces. Yang Fan dragged Lu Xia and greeted them all the way. Seeing that his brows were getting deeper and deeper, he was afraid that he would walk away before the dishes were ready, and immediately sent people away. Pressed on the chair, let Uncle Lu rest well.

Lu Xia's seat was next to Yang Fan, diagonally across from Qin Yonglin, so he didn't even want to lift his head, and was looking at his phone idly.

The door of the private room was opened again, and a figure was projected on the screen of his mobile phone. Lu Xia paused with his fingers, with a complicated expression.

"Hiss, who is this?" Yang Fan took a look at this person and felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

Qin Yonglin smiled inexplicably: "Xiao Song, this is the producer Yang Fanyang, and the one next to him is the director Lu Xialu, you should know him?"

"Oh!" Yang Fan's eyes lit up, "I remembered, you are... Song Shurui?"

Lu Xia pretended not to hear the movement around her, and kept looking down at her phone, as if she had discovered some great news.

The rumors of him and Song Shurui's foster care were widely known at the beginning. At that time, Song Shurui was just becoming popular and Lu Xia was just beginning to show his talents. A little spark between the two of them would be enough to ignite the entertainment industry, not to mention Song Shurui's secretive attitude towards this matter. , as if something really happened to the two of them.

Although Yang Fan didn't care much about the gossip in the circle, but he was more or less interested in Lu Xia's matter. He had heard about it, and looked at Song Shurui with an inquiring look in his eyes.

Seemingly unaware, Song Shurui greeted everyone with a normal expression, and finally sat next to Qin Yonglin.

That is, directly opposite Lu Xia.

The door of the private room opened several times, and almost everyone arrived.

Zou Yue, who arrived late, sat on Lu Xia's left hand side, glanced at his mobile phone, and asked doubtfully, "What's so interesting about the desktop?"

"..."

Lu Ya regained consciousness, turned off the phone screen, raised her head and rubbed her neck: "Better than you."

It was a coincidence that he raised his head and met the eyes of the person opposite him.

Song Shurui was wearing gray casual clothes. He had a handsome face, clear eyebrows and eyes, and the light was reflected in his eyes. When he looked over, his eyes were a little erratic.

His lips moved, probably wanting to say hello to Lu Xia, seeing his expressionless face but not daring to speak easily, he finally pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, polite and polite.

Lu Yan turned a blind eye to his smile, looked away and took a sip from his wine glass.

Yang Fan is like a social butterfly, the atmosphere depends entirely on him to be active, and finally he was relieved when all the dishes were served, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Lu Yan drinking again, and said with a sad face: "Stop drinking, Zhi Yang said you If you have a bad stomach, you have to call 120 if you drink too much, so save yourself."

Lu Yan sneered and said, "Do you believe what he says?"

Yang Fan took it for granted: "Of course I believe it."

Most of the two crews are acquaintances, and after a few drinks, they start talking loudly. During the period, someone toasted Lu Xia, but Yang Fan stopped them.

But just like that, Lu Xia drank a glass of wine while Yang Fan was not paying attention.

Her stomach was on fire, and Lu Xia's expression was not very good-looking.

Rubbing the wine glass with his fingers, he casually listened to Qin Yonglin's nonsense.

"Tang Yin was going to come too, but I have something to do, so I will respect this glass of wine for her." Qin Yonglin said, raised his glass and made a toast to the surroundings, and drank it down with his head raised.

The Tang Yin he was talking about even had a feud with Lu Xian.

A few years ago, Lu Xia's reputation was unknown, and he couldn't find famous first-line actors for filming. After being introduced, he found Tang Yin and promised her to play the lead actress.

As a result, Tang Yin refused within an hour. She didn't even read the script, but she refused decisively because she had never heard of the crew.

There was also sarcasm and belittling hidden in the words, making it clear that he didn't like Lu Xia.

Unexpectedly, this drama became popular all over the Internet, and the two newcomers became popular instantly, and Lu Xia also won an award for it.

Tang Yin regretted her mistake and contacted Lu Xia several times, but Lu Yan didn't bother to talk nonsense to her, so she hung up the phone without saying a word.

Unwilling to give up, Tang Yin tried to seduce Lu Xia into bed.

Lu Xia couldn't bear it anymore, and almost went to the media to expose the matter, but was stopped by Yang Fan.

Yang Fan said at the time: "Leave a line in life, so we can meet each other in the future."

In the past few years, Tang Yin has been lukewarm, and now she climbed up to Qin Yonglin, and the methods she used are probably shameful.

After toasting, Qin Yonglin looked at Lu Yan casually, and asked, "Why doesn't Director Lu drink?"

For a moment, everyone at the dinner table focused their attention on Lu Xia.

Lu Xia didn't even bother to raise her eyelids, and said, "Can you control it?"

There was a brief moment of silence around, Qin Yonglin was still smiling, no sullen expression could be seen on his face,

"Hahaha...then what," Yang Fan slapped his throat to smooth things over, "Director Lu is drunk, he can't hold alcohol, and he talks nonsense when he drinks too much. I'm used to it. Director Qin, don't take it to heart."

Qin Yonglin walked down the steps, smiled and waved his hands: "Of course I don't take it to heart, but Director Lu's drinking capacity has indeed regressed. Back then, it was said that he could drink a thousand cups, but now he is drunk after one cup."

Yang Fan followed his words and said casually: "Back then? Director Qin and Director Lu knew each other before?"

After entering the circle, Lu Xia's every move has been under the lens of the media, and the relationship with Qin Yonglin is not good to the naked eye. They don't show up together in public, and it is even impossible to have dinner in private.

Did the two really know each other before?

Several people here couldn't help pricking up their ears, sincerely curious about this matter.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yonglin really nodded and said, "I really know each other, right Director Lu?"

The phone that Lu Yan had been holding in his hand suddenly turned on, and a WeChat dialog box popped up on the screen.

He was a little drowsy from the alcohol, and he opened his eyes to see clearly.

It was sent by Fu Zhiyang, only three short words.

— don't drink.

Lu Xia was taken aback for a moment, and just about to click on reply, someone kicked her leg under the table.

Yang Fan winked at him so much that his eyes almost cramped, and this ancestor was still concentrating on looking at his mobile phone.

Lu Xia raised her head belatedly, only to realize that everyone was looking at her.

He didn't hear what Qin Yonglin asked, and even if he did, he didn't want to speak.

The sudden irritability made him frowned severely.

He felt that he was really sick, so he agreed to come here for dinner.

It was not enough for Qin Yonglin to disgust him, Song Shurui also came.

What the surname Qin said was provoking him inside and out, and others couldn't hear it, but Lu Xia knew it clearly.

Lu Xia stood up with a groan, turned around and left without saying a word.

The people present were stunned and shocked. Looking at Qin Yonglin and then at Lu Xia's back, they felt that the atmosphere was not right, and they dared not make a sound to stop him.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, thinking that this ancestor can't bear it for a while, this is simply rubbing Qin Yonglin's face on the ground.

He understands Lu Xia's temper, and it's useless to chase her away. Lu Xia's temper is more stubborn than a donkey's, and if he's really in a hurry, he might fight you.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Director Lu is like this when he drinks too much. Don't mind, everyone. Come and drink."

After a glass of wine, Yang Fan's mind was a little confused, and he still took out his mobile phone to send a message to Lu Xia: "Don't go, the driver will take you back later."

It took a while for the message prompt to come from the mobile phone. Yang Fan clicked to look at it, but his brain, paralyzed by alcohol, could not react immediately.

Half a minute later, his eyes widened suddenly, and he typed a few words in a panic: "Wait, who will take you back to the hotel?"

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