Grandpa is tired of this long-distance love run

Chapter 6

"A good boy is so handsome."

Thinking of the words that the dressmaker praised Yan Feiran, Sheng Jin felt ten times happier than being praised.

can not?

Of course, he is the most handsome man in the world.

Outside the lounge, the program recording is in full swing.Temporarily adjusting the recording process of the program caused the busyness. With Yan Feiran joining the program, he was connected to the original recording process and gradually started to follow the schedule.

Only then did the director have some free time to ask his assistant about Sheng Jin's whereabouts.

Such a great Buddha cannot be neglected.

The assistant was also as busy as a spinning top, and was taken aback by the question, so he hurriedly sent someone to look for it.After more than ten minutes, he replied to the director: "Boss Sheng went to Yan Feiran's lounge and never left."

The director slapped his forehead and said anxiously: "Hurry up and get someone to bring some bottles of water and food in! Is there any more fruit? Go to the back kitchen and cut a fruit plate. Ask him if he has any other needs."

He was negligent.

However, who would have thought that Sheng Jin, a busy person, could stay with them for so long?I thought it was just a temporary visit to a class.

In Yan Feiran's lounge, there were already snacks and fruits prepared by the program team, and the director asked for a lot of them, and the coffee table was full.

After taking a nap for a while, and because of the hope in his heart, Sheng Jin's mood eased a lot.Although this place is narrow and far inferior to his own office, it is the place Yan Feiran returns to.

Staying here, the talented Sheng Jin felt at ease, and simply started working on the spot.

After more than two hours, Yan Feiran finished recording a segment of the program and went back to the lounge to touch up her makeup.

For the early summer weather, Yan Feiran's clothes are beautiful, but they are too thick.

After recording for so long, his back was stained with sweat and turned into an irregular mass of dark red, beads of sweat hung on his temples and ends of his hair, and only one face remained distant and indifferent.

It seemed that the heat was not his own.

Seeing Sheng Jin sitting on the sofa and turning on his laptop to work, he only glanced at him lightly, then walked to the dressing table and sat down, closed his eyes and let Ye Yuan arrange his sweat-soaked makeup for him.

Cui Xiaoru sized up the two of them indiscriminately, and after the makeup was finished, she said, "There are still a few minutes, Feiran, drink some water and rest for a while."

She intentionally left them alone, and when she led them away, she thoughtfully closed the door.

Whether it's public or private, she hopes that the two of them can untangle their hearts as soon as possible.

Yan Feiran didn't speak, and didn't even change his posture. He just sat on the chair and closed his eyes, as if he was really closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Sheng Jin looked at Yan Feiran in the mirror, tried his best to suppress the chaotic emotions in his heart, and walked to his side.

He knew that Yan Feiran was most afraid of heat.

If possible, he would like to wipe off his sweat with his own hands.Unfortunately, now I can only unscrew a bottle of water and hand it to Yan Feiran, saying: "Drink some water."

Yan Feiran didn't open his eyes, he just waved his hand to avoid Sheng Jin's hand.

"Of course," Sheng Jin said in a low voice, with a painful tone, "it's been so many years, can you really not forgive me? I won't get engaged to anyone but you."

Yan Feiran finally couldn't help it, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "President Sheng, stop joking, there is nothing between you and me."

I don't know how many times similar conversations have happened in the past few years.

Sheng Jin rubbed his forehead, and asked what he most wanted to know at the moment: "Of course, what did you promise Fang Xu?"

He longed for Yan Feiran to give him a different answer, but also dreaded this answer.

Yan Feiran frowned slightly, and said, "With Mr. Sheng's ability, will he not be able to find out?"

"I want to hear from you."

Even if it was a death sentence, he still wanted to be sentenced by Yan Feiran himself.

"It's nothing." Yan Feiran said in a particularly casual tone, "He wanted to invest in a studio for me, and I agreed."

"You? Seriously?!"

As if struck by lightning, Sheng Jin staggered back a few steps, heart-wrenching pain wrapped around his heart, his fingers trembled and he was speechless.

Does it hurt?Yan Feiran pulled himself away, as if he was a bystander, overlooking the two people who were suffering for love in the lounge.

After struggling for a while, Sheng Jin took a deep breath, forced a smile, and asked, "Don't you know that he has plans for you?"

Hearing what he said, Yan Feiran couldn't help laughing. "Heh, aren't you the one who has plans for me?"

Sheng Jin choked for breath, and said with difficulty: "I...you clearly know, I didn't mean that..."

"Then what do you mean?"

Yan Feiran sat up straight, a cluster of angry fires burning deep in his eyes, and asked: "You mean, I have to stay in Canying for the rest of my life and be a cash cow for you, right?!"

He stood up suddenly, approached Sheng Jin step by step, his eyes were burning, and asked: "Mr. Sheng, eight years, isn't it enough?"

Sheng Jin took a few steps back, met his gaze, felt pain in his heart, and asked weakly: "So, you are finally leaving me?"

Yan Feiran didn't answer him, turned around and sat back in front of the dressing table, closing his eyes to adjust the turbulent emotions in his heart.

This long ordeal should be over.

The door was knocked, it was Xia Lu who came to ask Yan Feiran to return to the recording site.This time, it was recorded until late at night before work was over.

When he returned to the lounge again, Sheng Jin had already left.

Yan Feiran remained silent, feeling complicated.I don't know if it was a sigh of relief, or some regret.

After changing his clothes, Ye Yuan came in to remove his make-up, carefully cleaned the glue left by the headgear, and said: "Brother Ran, remember to put on a mask before going to sleep when you go back."

Yan Feiran yawned, and gave an absent-minded "hmm".

The recording location was more than an hour's drive from the urban area. Not long after getting in the car, Yan Feiran fell asleep amidst the rocking of the car.

In the flickering lights of the city, he was like a sleeping elf, and people couldn't bear to disturb him.

Maybe it was because he finished his work, maybe he didn't have a good rest for several days, this time Yan Feiran slept for a long time, but it was not very peaceful.Several times, he felt in a trance, why haven't he arrived home yet?

However, he was too sleepy and never fully woke up.

When he finally woke up, his body moved, and the clothes covering him slipped off.Xia Lu hurriedly picked up his clothes for him, and said, "Boss, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Yan Feiran frowned and sat up, only to realize that the scenery outside the car window was very strange.

Looking out through the car window, not far away is an elegant villa.European-style wrought iron street lamps cast warm yellow light, making the early summer night more peaceful and beautiful.

"Where is this?" Yan Feiran asked.

Xia Lu hurriedly said: "Boss, I just received an urgent notice that a commercial will be filmed here tomorrow morning. Seeing that you are asleep, sister Ru will make the decision and let you stay here for one night."

For artists, emergency announcements are rare, but not uncommon.

Yan Feiran has long been used to this.

This place is farther away from the urban area, Cui Xiaoru's decision is also for the sake of Yan Feiran's body, so that he can get more sufficient rest.

Yan Feiran got out of the car, stretched his body, and asked, "What about you?" Except for Xia Lu and the driver, he didn't see anyone else.

Xia Lu smiled and said: "Boss, what are you kidding, you can live, how can I be qualified?" He pouted towards the southeast, and said: "Sister Ru has made all the arrangements. There is a youth hotel over there, we can deal with it for one night , come here tomorrow."

Yan Feiran nodded, watched Xia Lu take out a key, and chattered: "I don't know why I suddenly went crazy and pushed the time so tight. Sister Ru originally pushed the announcements of these few days to Alright, let the boss rest well, and give it another go."

When the two walked to the door, Xia Lu continued, "Fortunately, the company borrowed this villa temporarily, otherwise I would have to go back tomorrow. I heard that the owner of the villa is your big fan, the boss."

Xia Lu held the grievance for him, but Yan Feiran didn't feel anything.Whether it's a temporary announcement or an emergency rescue, it's not once or twice, he has long been numb.

Unlocking the door lock and pushing the door open, the two walked in.

The intelligent lighting in the villa sensed the human atmosphere, and slowly turned on one by one, covering the interior decoration in hazy light, which contrasted with the flowers and trees in the courtyard outside.

Xia Lu glanced at the messages on the phone and said, "Boss, the guest room is on the second floor, go to the first one, and I'll send you the precautions."

Immediately, Yan Feiran's cell phone rang, and he said, "Okay, you go to rest first."

It's past one o'clock in the morning, and I still have work tomorrow.Xia Lu didn't delay, simply said goodbye and left.

Yan Feiran looked around, the interior layout was as elegant as the exterior: brown and camel finely carved logs, extending from the porch to the spiral staircase, and decorated with window lintels, creating a refined and restrained atmosphere.In the sunken living room, an open semicircular rest area is surrounded by calfskin sofas that look comfortable.

On the coffee table was an elegant sapphire vase, which contained a bunch of fresh fiery red rhododendrons, which were in full bloom.The bouquet is not big, but it makes the whole space alive instantly.

The entire decoration design does not have the kind of splendor that blows at the face, but shows low-key luxury everywhere, and the cost is expensive.

The owners of this place have good taste.

Yan Feiran withdrew his gaze and secretly praised in his heart.

He didn't linger too much in the living room as an excuse. He found disposable slippers in the entrance to change into, and went straight to the guest room on the second floor.

The information Xia Lu sent was very detailed, telling Yan Feiran that he could use all the facilities in the room, such as the shower room and bedding, etc., and also thoughtfully marked the hot and cold direction of the faucet, and prepared towels and bath towels.

It's just that for Yan Feiran, falling asleep in a completely unfamiliar environment is not an easy task.

And the room furnishings here always gave him a sense of familiarity.

How can you feel this way?

Yan Feiran was drying his hair with a hair dryer, thinking about this matter in his heart, but he had no idea and could not come up with a result, so he simply went to bed.

If you can't sleep, you have to sleep.

Lying on the bed, what happened during the day was like a revolving lantern in my mind, and finally fixed on Sheng Jin's injured eyes, lingering.

Yan Feiran turned over, wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and forced himself not to think about him anymore.

Fortunately, the quality of the bed was soft and comfortable, and the position and light of the night light were just right. Slowly, Yan Feiran finally fell asleep.

After watching the lights go out in the villa and the silence returned, several cars parked on the side of the road not far away restarted.After driving to the front of the villa and stopping, more than ten people got out of the car.

The one who walked in the front was actually Sheng Jin.

He looked up at the balcony on the second floor of the villa, his eyes filled with calmness and determination after the storm.