On January 2, Yan Huaiqing returned to Mingjiang Bay and continued to lock himself in the studio to write lyrics. On the afternoon of the 3rd, he flew to the movie studio.
After getting off the plane, he called Duan Shizhang and said, "I remember you have a suite in the movie city."
"Why, you want to live here?"
"Um."
"I'll send you the password and map. Go there by yourself. I'll contact the property management to let you in later."
"Thank you."
When they arrived, Yan Huaiqing took a look at the kitchen. All the kitchen utensils were in place and the stove was already on.
Jiang Rang looked around and asked, "Brother Yan, can I buy some groceries and cook for you?"
"Okay." Yan Huaiqing took out his phone and searched for what he wanted on the Internet, then sent a message to Luo Qingman.
〖Are you going to the cinema tonight or tomorrow morning? Do you want me to pick you up?〗
〖I will arrive tonight. I can't get up early tomorrow. No need to pick me up. See you tomorrow morning〗
〖OK, be careful on the road〗
Yan Huaiqing looked through the chat records with her. It was almost always him who initiated the chats, and he ended the chats with "OK" several times in a row.
Jiang Rang walked around the kitchen and walked over to him. "Brother Yan, I noticed that you are always playing with your phone recently. Who are you chatting with?"
Yan Huaiqing put away his phone and walked towards the guest room, "With your goddess."
"ha?"
"What are you talking about? You're going to sleep here tonight." Yan Huaiqing pointed to one of the rooms.
"Oh." While waiting for the food to be delivered, Jiang Rang put his face in front of him, "Brother Yan, you are very suspicious."
"What's suspicious about me?" Yan Huaiqing leaned back against the wall, stepped on his knees with his slippers and kicked him away, "Don't get so close to me, keep your distance."
Jiang Rang sat down on the sofa at the back, "Your attitude towards Goddess Luo is too suspicious."
Yan Huaiqing raised his eyelids, "I like her, why is this attitude suspicious?"
"So you like..." Jiang Rang choked on his saliva, "You like her?! Is it the kind of like I thought?!"
"No?" Yan Huaiqing went to take the mineral water on the table, "Be smart, don't always rush in front of me, and don't let anything slip."
Jiang Rang digested this and asked again as if to confirm, "Brother Yan, do you really like her? Do you want to take my goddess, this juicy cabbage?"
Although he is his boss, he still feels like his good cabbage is about to be eaten by a pig.
"Let's talk about deducting wages." Is he that bad?
Jiang Rang, be honest, boohoo, it’s not that I don’t love you, goddess, it’s that I can’t live without my salary!
Yan Huaiqing unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of water, then took out his mobile phone, connected the headphones and listened to the inspiration fragments he had saved before.
The next day at 7:30, Yan Huaiqing got up. When he went out, he ran into Jiang Rang who had just gotten up. "Brother, why are you up so early? This place is not far from the studio."
“Make drinks.”
Jiang Rang looked at the man washing the pot and muttered, "Brother Yan, why do you feel like a husband?"
Yan Huaiqing glanced over and said, "Go buy your breakfast."
"Oh~ I know, you did it for Teacher Luo." Jiang Rang walked out after hearing that, his voice still sarcastic.
Yan Huaiqing put black tea and osmanthus flowers into the pot and fried them. It took him half an hour to make osmanthus baked milk and put it into the thermal insulation box.
This time a driver was arranged, so Jiang Rang could sit in the back seat with his hands free.
Yan Huaiqing asked her as usual when she would arrive, and she said she was already waiting.
Arriving at the studio, Yan Huaiqing handed over the incubator in his hand and said, "Sorry, I'm late."
"I couldn't sleep, so I came here too early." Luo Qingman took it subconsciously, and when she saw it was an incubator, she asked jokingly, "What is this? Is this an apology?"
There was a bit more scrutiny and inquiry in the way he looked at her.
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