The voice sounded too perfectly, and Shen Yinan couldn't help but look up at the person sitting beside him.
The young man still maintained his elegant sitting posture. He seemed to notice his gaze, turned his head, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"
His beautiful eyes curved slightly, and his casual palm fell on the back of the boy's hand, gently holding it, and the warmth spread immediately.
Ana Shen blinked quickly, “Nothing.”
It must have been a coincidence just now.
This tiny episode was quickly ignored by Shen Yinan.
When I walked into the office, there were fresh roses on the desk.
Every three days, Xue Du would send new flowers, so his office was always bathed in the fragrance of roses.
Everything was going on as usual at work, but Fang Jie gossiped that there was a counterfeiting incident in a gallery under Jiang Yue's name.
After get off work on Friday, Ana Shen went to Tianze Entertainment first.
The photos I took with Xue Du last time have been repaired and printed into a booklet.
Xue Ning originally wanted to take them to the Xue family's old house after get off work, but Shen Yinan happened to be going back to the Shen family to see Shen Hua today, so he thought of bringing it to his grandmother to see, so he came to pick it up on the way.
The front desk had already been greeted, so Shen Yinan went upstairs unimpeded.
When they arrived at the studio, they saw a group of staff members surrounding two people in a panic, as if something had happened.
From the gap between the crowd, Shen Yinan discovered that the taller person was Han Xu.
He was dressed in black ancient costume, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, his lips were tightly drawn into a straight line, and his eyes were full of impatience.
The young man next to him was wearing a light-colored long gown and had a delicate appearance, but he looked like he was about to cry.
I could faintly hear the camera crew complaining in a low voice not far away:
"I'm impressed by Nie Zaixi. He can take so many photos and cry all the time. His professional skills are really poor."
"Who made them the royal family of the talent show? It seems they have a heart disease or something. Teacher Han's temper must be so bad."
"I heard it was a rich man's canary..."
It turned out that they were filming.
Shen Yinan estimated that they should be very busy at this time, so he planned to wait for a while.
After sending a message to the staff who had contacted him before, he found a corner to sit down.
From his angle, he could clearly see the profile of Han Xu and the young man.
Not long after he sat down, a slightly thin young man came over and sat next to him.
There was constant noise around them, but the two of them sat quietly, which was an unusually harmonious scene.
However, Shen Yinan discovered that after the young man next to him sat down, Han Xu looked over here much more frequently.
There's a hint of resentment in his eyes?
Shen Yinan is not a gossipy person, but Han Xu looks over here too often, and he couldn't help but glance sideways at the person who was more than ten centimeters away from him.
It was almost early summer, but this man was wearing a simple long-sleeved sweatshirt.
His black hair fell slightly, making his skin look almost transparent. He lowered his eyes to look at the script in his hand. The drooping curve of his eyes and his light-colored lips gave him a sense of world-weariness.
Feeling Shen Yinan's gaze, he raised his eyes and curved his lips politely.
"Hello, Mr. Shen. I'm Lin Zhiyi, Han Xu's agent."
Shen Yinan understood. It turned out that this person was the agent nicknamed "Han Xu's Bondage Belt" by netizens.
It’s not surprising that Lin Zhiyi knew him, after all, Han Xu had worked with them before.
It’s just that Han Xu had always gone there alone with his assistant before, and signed the contracts himself, so this was the first time that Shen Yinan met Lin Zhiyi.
After a brief greeting, the two didn't speak anymore.
Lin Zhiyi looked very tired and rubbed his eyebrows several times while flipping through the script.
After a while, Shen Yinan heard someone shouting, “The two teachers have worked hard, can you take a rest first?”
Han Xu saw Shen Yinan sitting there from a distance, walked over directly and asked, "Come and get the photo album from last time?"
“Yeah.” Shen Yinan nodded.
"I just asked them to put it in my lounge. It's safer. I'll take you to get it." Han Xu said, raising an eyebrow. "Xue Du will be so happy to see it."
Shen Yinan's ears were steaming, and what he said aroused some anticipation.
The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Han Xu led Shen Yinan into his lounge.
He walked forward with big strides. Shen Yinan took a few steps and looked back. Lin Zhiyi followed him with no expression.
On the way, someone passed by and asked, "Teacher Han, are you free to have dinner with us tonight?"
"Ask my agent." Han Xu said.
The man looked at Lin Zhiyi, who was a few steps behind him. Lin Zhiyi said, "Sorry, Teacher Han is busy tonight."
Shen Yinan looked back and forth between Han Xu and Lin Zhiyi, feeling strange.
These two people are obviously the agent and the artist, but they don't communicate at all.
It seems like he is trying his best to treat the other person as air.
After entering the lounge, Han Xu picked up the box on the table and handed it over.
The photo album was still unopened. He untied the ribbon and opened it with great anticipation.
But after just one glance, he closed it with a snap.
A little warmth rose on his cheeks, and Shen Yinan opened it carefully. Just one glance at the title page made his ears hot again.
On the title page, Xue Du raised his hand and clasped Shen Yinan's neck, pressing him closer.
He was obviously in a lower position, but he was in control of everything calmly.
The phone screen lit up and Xue Du sent a message.
D: [How is the photo album? Are you satisfied? ]
D: [[Rabbit peeking out jpg.]]
N: [Hmm...very beautiful.]
He sent an emoticon of a nodding rabbit.
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