Chapter 1944: Riding on the Heat

And the caterpillar who had been holding the camera just now, looking at the rear of the car going away in the camera, couldn't help but let out a sigh of vicissitudes.

"Why do I feel like my cabbage has been eaten by a pig?"

The caterpillars nearby expressed their deep sympathy, and some even cried out loudly.

Mr. Cheng, who was driving, of course had no idea that he had been compared to a pig's head by his wife's fans. He was driving seriously and listening to the voice of the girl next to him who was talking on the phone.

She was on the phone with her agent, Mr. Yan. Although they were talking about business, Mr. Cheng's ears still couldn't help but not want to miss a word.

"Has my schedule been leaked? Why would a fan come to see me? They're still waiting outside the company so late, clearly trying to make sure I'm there."

Yan Yi on the other side pondered for a moment, then laughed coldly.

"We definitely didn't leak the itinerary because it was a temporary one. The only possibility is that Hong Kong leaked the information to Mao Chongchong."

Yan Yi's voice was somewhat unhappy.

"They're trying to warm up the music video. They're leaking the news to the caterpillars first, keeping them excited and anticipating it. They'll definitely be hyping up #陈翩跹新片# until the music video is officially released. Then, when the music video is officially released, Wen Ren Shuang will be able to reap the benefits and ride on the explosive popularity."

The agent was clearly unhappy about being exploited by others, and he snorted coldly.

"I'll contact the fan group immediately and ask them to keep the news a secret and not release any photos."

Shen Pianxian thought about it, but said,

"No."

She leaned her elbows on the window and rolled it down. The night was in front of her, and the wind was howling. She remembered what Wen Renshuang said, "To make money." She narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"Just think of it as a good deed. I'm always popular, so it's okay for her to take advantage of it."

Miss Shen made a simple and rough conclusion.

"You don't have to stop this. It won't hurt me anyway, and I really like this MV."

The matter was resolved, Shen Pianpian quickly hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she turned to look at the man in the driver's seat. Cheng Zhiyuan was looking straight ahead, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the window frame. He looked very casual, but his expression was a little serious.

Miss Shen, who was well versed in various interpretation methods, raised the corner of her mouth. She approached the man and asked solemnly,

"How is it? Are you satisfied with what you heard?"

Cheng Zhiyuan paused, slowly put down his hand that was supporting the window frame, and held the steering wheel with both hands, and said slowly,

"good."

Shen Pianxian curled the corner of his mouth and sat back straight.

The wind blew in from the window, blowing the girl's hair. The black hair tips kept brushing the man's shoulders. There was no sound in the car except the wind. The lights from the roadside kept pouring into the window, vaguely illuminating their silhouettes as they were blowing the wind and driving. There was clearly no eye contact and no verbal communication, but there was a gentle taste of time in the air.

That is the tacit understanding and companionship that time has given to each other.

There is no need for any proof, just staying in the same space naturally makes people feel complete and unable to fit in.

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After returning home, they fell asleep quickly.