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Zhen Tianming's biggest advantage is that he can afford and let go of his face.

The moment Rong Xiyuan walked into the ward, he almost thought that his old friend Dong Li had rebelled, and that he had plotted against him with the bastard Zhen Tianming.But the sick look on Gu Anfeng's face effectively dispelled his doubts, so he just passed by Zhen Tianming without paying attention, and asked Dong Li directly: "What is this idiot doing here?"

Before Dong Li could speak, Zhen Tianming had already sworn to the sky: "I really happened to be here!"

This time, it touched Rong Xiyuan's bad luck.Director Rong is the most careful person, only other people come to curry favor with him, whether he accepts it or not depends on his mood, as for him to curry favor with others, there is absolutely no reason in this world.

Now being robbed by Zhen Tianming, it seems that Rong Xiyuan seems to be acting affectionate.

Self, work, passion, passion, the four simple words, in the mind of director Rong Da, are like the four hydrogen atoms in the rocket fuel N2H4, which are about to roar out and explode into the sky.

Zhen Tianming didn't realize the stupidity in his words, Rong Xiyuan smiled very slowly: "Someone came by coincidence, it was my coincidence. Those who didn't know thought that Rong Xiyuan was rushing to post upside down What about the rich second generation?"

He simply turned around and went straight out the door.The next second, Zhen Tianming jumped up—staggered, almost tripping over his Erlang legs—and chased him out shamelessly.

The elevator showed that it had just gone down, and Zhen Tianming had no time to wait any longer, so he chased down the stairs eagerly, ran to the garden in one breath, and finally grabbed the corner of Rong Xiyuan's clothes.

He said out of breath, "What are you... why are you walking so fast?"

Rong Xiyuan slowly pulled his clothes out of Zhen Tianming's hands, Zhen Tianming grabbed the empty one, and immediately grabbed the other side.Rong Xiyuan said lightly: "I tend to be sentimental, and I'm afraid that some people will misunderstand me."

Zhen Tianming opened his eyes and said nonsense: "There is no misunderstanding! I came to the United States specially to guard Gu Anfeng's family and treat your rabbit. Zhen Tianming is in a hurry to give it to Rong Dao's unspoken rules, okay?"

He took out his ticket to show his loyalty: "You are Daxia Li, and I am Hongfu Girl. Whether you want me or not, I will elope with you."

Rong Xiyuan squeezed the ticket with two fingers, and asked, "Where is the terminal of the flight, Chicago in 2005?"

Zhen Tianming fell silent suddenly, and murmured: "So it's not that you don't care."

Rong Xiyuan's eyes darkened, and he said with a sneer, "I don't care. Er Shao Zhen walked away without making a sound, but Rong Xiyuan still became the most powerful TV drama director in the whole capital. Marry whoever you like, I will Still get the tenured teaching position of Repin Academy of Fine Arts. Zhen Tianming, you have never affected my life."

He slowly tore the ticket into pieces: "But I'm not a motel here, please don't bother me. It's just a fly, it's annoying to keep flying in and out."

He threw the ticket into the trash can on the side of the road, turned his head away, and stopped looking at Zhen Tianming.

"I have severed ties with my family." Zhen Tianming suddenly said.

Rong Xiyuan's back froze.

Zhen Tianming smiled wryly: "I saved Zhen's family once at the shareholders' meeting, and paid off the life debt. I left the house, gave up the capital I had worked hard in the entertainment industry for ten years, and repaid my upbringing. Now my eldest brother has fully taken over the family business, and Zhen Yuhong That bastard can't do anything to me anymore."

"The only valuable thing on me is the plane ticket that you just tore up," Zhen Tianming said brazenly, "Rong Xiyuan, you have to be responsible to me."

Rong Xiyuan said in a low voice: "Why?"

"Because you still have me in your heart." Zhen Tianming patiently turned him around little by little, and hugged him into his arms. "Director Rong is the most mean-tempered and hard-spoken character in the entire Chinese-speaking entertainment industry. If you really let go, you won't talk to me at all. It's like you blocked me back then, and then set up secret attention with your trumpet."

Rong Xiyuan raised his head and said vigilantly: "Who told you? Dong Li?"

Zhen Tianming pushed him back and rubbed his soft hair: "This is not important."

Rong Xiyuan forcibly broke free from his arms, took a step back and asked, "Zhen Tianming, do you still remember the story about the fisherman and the devil in the bottle in "Arabian Nights"?"

Zhen Tianming smiled: "Remember, in the fourth 100 years, a fisherman finally came to rescue the devil, but the devil waited too long and wanted to kill him instead."

Rong Xiyuan said: "When you disappeared from Beijing for the first time, I was still struggling to make a living. I only had time to think about you during the little rest time before going to bed every day. I didn't know when you would come back. At that time, my thoughts seemed to be It is very logical, as long as you come back, we should be together. And you have never entered my dream.

"After you entered the industry, I found Chu Yun very annoying, and your scandal was also very annoying. But you are the cutest in front of me and Haw, so cute that you are still the high school student back then, and my heart is almost moved. Then Chu Yun told me, You are getting engaged.

"Before the flight to Russia, I was the last passenger to go through security. I thought I had given up, but I didn't know I was waiting for you until the plane took off. This is the third 100 years, Zhen Tianming, even in fairy tales, was given his last life.

"Then why are you showing up a fourth time?"

Zhen Tianming pressed his thin shoulders and said, "I made a big mistake. But please don't kill me directly. You want to put me in a bottle and torture me for the rest of my life."

"I have a degree in management, and I don't speak Russian. In St. Petersburg, it's probably considered a dragon-slaying skill. I can't find any serious jobs, so I have to find a relationship with my former Maozi alumni. Maybe they can give me a job in the art museum. I got a job in cultural relics management. From now on, I will give you my meager salary every month, and I will drive a second-hand Volvo to pick you up from get off work. There is no one in the museum at midnight, and we are sleeping in front of "The Last Days of Pompeii."

"If you cry again, I'll take it as your acquiescence, Xiyuan."

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I'm going to move a nest recently, so the update next week will be enough, and the stable update will start on Saturday

The txt version so far is posted on Weibo @颜梅下西洲_ (please pay attention to this line!) in a recent comment on Weibo, but there is no special episode for now, because I haven’t finished writing it yet ╮(╯-╰)╭

Thank you to all the little angels who have been with me for these two months, please try not to stop loving me just because I escaped for a week, okay? ! ! !