Lin Luosang held the hair drying cap on his head with one hand and placed the other hand on the sink, looking at the news coming from the other side in horror.
It wasn't until the water from her hair dripped onto the screen that she came back to her senses.
She thought rationally for a while, and carefully analyzed the possibility that the four words "I miss you a little" were actually typed and sent by Pei Hanzhou.
It's too fantasy.
Did the previous divorce incident stimulate him and open up his Ren and Du meridians?
Across from him, Pei Hanzhou was working while waiting for her reply. Because the wait was so long, for a moment he even thought that he had muted the phone or that there was something wrong with his phone.
Fortunately, the volume was adjusted to the maximum and soon a prompt sound was output as expected, accompanied by vibration.
He stopped typing and picked up his phone to read.
Lin Luosang: [Is your phone infected?]
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
Not long after Lin Luosang sent the message, he felt relieved when he learned that his arrangements were safely stored in the hard drive and that Ma Tuan had not committed suicide by jumping off the building. He grabbed a towel and rubbed it on his head a few times to squeeze out the moisture at the ends of his hair.
The man's video call came at this time.
She was just squeezing out the hair oil, her hands were wet, so she could only tap on the screen with the tip of her ring finger, pressed the accept button and stopped moving, and began to take care of her long hair seriously and attentively.
As soon as the video was successfully connected, what came into Pei Hanzhou's eyes was the inhuman ceiling of a foreign country and the large amount of fog in the bathroom.
Not to mention his face, Lin Luosang didn't even show his elbows.
"Lin Luosang." He suddenly called her.
She rubbed her hair with her palms together and uttered "ah" vaguely.
It seems that he is not poisoned.
Pei Hanzhou asked in a deep voice, "Do you think I called you in the middle of the night to see the patterns on your hotel's ceiling?"
She opened her lips but couldn't say anything, then mumbled a few words and wrinkled her nose, "I know, I'm busy. I'll adjust it right away."
After turning on the faucet and washing his hands, Lin Luosang picked up the phone and turned it around. His plain face only appeared in the camera for 0.05 seconds, so fleeting that it even created a double image.
The man watched expressionlessly.
Then, the camera flipped, and in the blurry picture, her voice came lightly -
"Then let me show you the hotel's signature glass. It's frosted with carvings, and it even sings when you knock on it."
Soon, accompanied by a few slow taps of her white knuckles, a cheerful sonata sounded by the glass.
Pei Hanzhou: “…”
Just when Lin Luosang was so moved that he even wanted to take out his guitar to compose a song together, Ma Tuan's mechanical childish voice came through the receiver -
"Master, Daddy said if you don't take the video seriously he's going to tear me apart."
Accompanied by the sound of a drawer being pulled, a neat set of screwdrivers appeared in the video opposite.
Ma Tuan was forced into a corner pitifully, with the red light on his chest flashing.
Lin Luosang quickly withdrew his hand from opening the guitar backpack, solemnly put his phone away, switched the camera to the front, and let his face appear steadily in the picture again.
"What has the child done wrong? Don't be impulsive." She patiently advised Pei Hanzhou to put down his butcher knife. "Murder is against the law, and you should go to jail. You don't want Ma Tuan to lose his father at such a young age, do you?"
Pei Hanzhou stared at the screen and made sure that she was not showing any glass cabinets or velvet carpets before throwing the screwdriver back into the drawer.
Ma Tuan was reborn and left, shaking his ears and saying, "I am happy to be born as a Tuan."
She didn't know what Pei Hanzhou wanted to see her do. She looked at him in confusion at the camera for a few seconds before continuing her unfinished skincare routine, blow-drying her hair and applying a facial mask.
It’s time to make music…but she doesn’t dare to make music because she is afraid that Ma Tuan will die young.
There was a glass of green mint liquor on the coffee table in the hotel. In order to fall asleep better, Lin Luosang planned to use alcohol to induce hypnosis, so he poured himself a small glass and then placed the bottle on the bedside table.
Just as she was about to raise her glass to drink, Pei Hanzhou finished reading the English on the bottle and frowned, saying, "How dare you drink outside?"
"It's just a small cup, I'll be fine," she shook it, "I can drink quite well."
"It's hard to say," the man reminded calmly, "Have you forgotten how drunk you were last time?"
She tilted her head: "When you won the championship?"
Pei Hanzhou said succinctly: "Cruise ship."
Memories are universal, and when I think of the time I got drunk on a cruise ship, I instinctively think of the bathroom and that chaotic night.
Her ears were slightly red, and she coughed to change the subject: "My agent and assistant are next door today, and they will wake me up early tomorrow morning."
"The agent and assistant were there last time," he retorted nonchalantly, "and they called you a lot at six in the morning."
"Is it different? You still ran to my room in a panic."
Lin Luosang felt that his two sentences contained a lot of information. He raised his eyes and said, "You knew that they called me at six o'clock that morning? Then you knew about it when I left?"
Pei Hanzhou replied in a deep voice: "Not only do I know, I also know that you took away the only white shirt in my closet."
She reacted for a moment: "But..."
But after a long while, she couldn't come up with anything. She thought back to the day when she nervously asked for help, and suddenly laughed: "I don't know what I was thinking, but I actually came to you at that time."
"Whenever I stay in a hotel alone, I usually don't open the doorbell unless it's takeout." She lowered her eyes. "So when I knocked on the door, I felt like I'd made a mistake. I didn't think you were the type to open the door. I didn't expect you to open it. Maybe it's because men are bolder."
"No." Pei Hanzhou said.
She looked over and said, "Isn't it?"
"I never hold doors for people," he said, "but that day was an exception."
Her heart skipped a beat, and the theme songs from idol dramas like "You Are My Destiny" began to play uncontrollably in her mind. She secretly sighed that some things are indeed fate, and people who are destined to meet will always have a chance...
The heroine of the Korean drama hadn't finished her script yet, but she heard him telling it.
"I was in a bad mood that day and wanted to find someone to scold."
“…”
Lin Luosang hung up the phone.
Even though she hung up the phone, the man still finished what he had to say slowly and put the rest of the sentence back into the dialogue box with her.
He said: [I didn’t expect to find a wife at the door.]
She turned over and typed through gritted teeth: [Lucky you.]
She received a reply quickly. Although she couldn't see it, she guessed that he must be smiling.
Pei Hanzhou: [Yeah, I'm lucky.]
She was very efficient during the three days in the United States. She first completed the recording of the fourth song, then talked about the recent market with world-renowned musicians, and finally determined the dance choreography of the main song, adding many popular elements.
Her songs can not only be played on music software, but also released through dance on Weibo or short video apps, which is also a good way of promotion.
Many foreign musicians do this, finding some street dancers to dance to their songs, and then uploading them to video software, which has a strong spread.
What's more, she has a natural channel to promote her songs - "The Development Plan 2".
This season of "The Development Plan" has been recording more and more smoothly. Lin Luosang originally thought that even if the second season became more popular, it would not be as popular as the first season. Unexpectedly, only part of it has been recorded, and the popularity and playback volume of the two seasons are already comparable.
As a mentor on a popular variety show, she can not only enjoy the soft advertising and singing when praised by students, but also have a stage to cooperate with mentors, killing two birds with one stone.
Soon, she received the script for the MV shooting of the title song of her first album.
She was generally satisfied with the script, so she communicated with the director and decided to shoot some of the content materials on the weekend.
The director also respected her opinions and discussed with her how to present some important scenes.
She has always been generous, and this entire album was produced with a huge investment, not to mention the title song "Meeting the Fire", which also required a huge investment.
In order to present the best visual effect, and given that the song "Ying Huo" is quite catchy, the MV's presentation must be as tense as possible. The director said to her, "It would be great if we had a shot of a sports car here, the kind where a supercar suddenly appears on an empty runway and hurtles through the air. This would perfectly fit the cool feel of the entire MV."
Lin Luosang bit his lower lip and said, "I don't think our crew has prepared a sports car?"
"Yes, supercars are so expensive, how can we afford them? And someone just told me that the company's budget is almost gone," the director said honestly. "Do you want that shot? If so, you'll probably have to pay for it. Buy one or rent one...?"
"It shouldn't be too expensive to rent one, but it's not new."
Lin Luosang thought for a moment and said, "For the sake of the music video, it would be better to use a new car."
"Of course. It'd be best if it was brand new, the kind you'd drive for the first time, with even the parts shining." The director laughed. "But buying a sports car just for a music video isn't that cost-effective. If you're not demanding crazy detail, we can use a regular car instead. It just won't be as cool as a sports car's flowing body."
Lin Luosang pondered for a moment and said, "How about this, I'll go to my garage tonight and look for something suitable. If not, I'll buy one."
For something like buying a sports car to shoot a music video, most car-loving artists would have to consider it for at least a quarter of an hour. What's more, the director knew that Lin Luosang herself did not drive and had no obsession with cars. He never expected that she would make the decision to buy a car so quickly.
I couldn't help but confirm: "Is it...decided?"
"It's settled," she nodded readily. "I'll go home tonight and take pictures of the car at home and send them to you. We can choose together."
The director nodded: "Okay, it's great to have money."
When they got home that night, Lin Luosang discussed the car issue with Pei Hanzhou: "I might need a car for the music video. Are the ones in your garage drivable? Are there any newer ones?"
“Most of them are very new. The ones on the third floor have never been opened.”
The man flipped through the magazine calmly and said, "Anything is fine."
"What if I use it to shoot a music video and you spend money on it?" she asked. "Would you mind?"
Pei Hanzhou laughed twice: "What's there to mind?"
The man had a higher level of consciousness and said logically, "Just buy another one if it gets scratched. We can only shoot the MV once."
"That makes sense," Lin Luosang was also convinced. "Why didn't I realize you were so thoughtful before?"
She added, "But it's just a possibility. Logically, there shouldn't be any scratches."
Soon, she went downstairs to pick out a car and sent it to the work WeChat group for everyone to choose: [Do you think this black one is okay? Or this red one? Gray and white don't seem to work. This one looks good, but the color clashes with our album's main color scheme.]
She posted a lot of videos in a row, with several cars in each video. As people watched, they forgot that they were picking cars, as if they were at a luxury car tasting event, and even boldly started to plant grass.
Even Yue Hui, who knew her well, couldn't help but sigh: "I knew you had a car, but I didn't expect you had so many."
In this way, everyone finally selected three cars and started a discussion about whether they were suitable for filming MVs.
Everyone was halfway through the discussion when Lin Luosang suddenly disappeared. The group chat erupted in uproar, with some joking: "Where's he? Did he get caught stealing a car? Hahaha."
A few minutes later, Lin Luosang came online: [Sorry, I just got lost on the third floor of the garage and have no signal.]
I'm back now, having just read your messages. I've decided to give up on it, too. Neither of them are particularly suitable. It's fine. I'll buy one tomorrow and film the sports car part the day after tomorrow.
As soon as she finished speaking, someone took a screenshot of the "third floor of the garage" in her message and slowly typed a question mark.
Then——
[Xiao Zheng from the Coordination Group] left the group chat.
[Lighting Team Dark] exited the group chat.
[Xiaohua from the director team] left the group chat.
Yue Hui changed the name of the group to [My Lego doesn’t even have three layers], and then left the group chat.
Lin Luosang: “…”
The next day, she went to the scene to shoot the MV. Yue Hui went to pick a car alone, sending messages in the group while choosing.
In the end, everyone unanimously chose a black one, which was versatile and had a cool and stylish vibe.
"Let's take this one," she said. "I'll pick it up tomorrow morning and drive directly to the site to avoid getting dusty from driving back and forth."
Yue Hui: [Okay, so this is it?]
Lin Luosang: [Yes.]
Not long after, Yue Hui sent a message: [It's great to be rich. You can buy a supercar without even looking at the price.]
Lin Luosang: [……]
But as soon as he returned that night, he received an emergency call from Yue Hui, saying that his car had been intercepted.
Lin Luosang asked in confusion, "How did it get intercepted? Who intercepted it?"
"I don't know! I was really hungry that day, and paying was a hassle, so I said I'd grab a meal nearby and pay later, and mentioned I was driving to the set that morning..." Yue Hui was puzzled. "But when I finished eating and went over, the car was gone! I asked the clerk what was going on, and he just hemmed and hawed and said a VIP customer wanted it, so he gave it to me."
Lin Luosang: "Can we still get the goods?"
"The goods are overseas. It will take at least a week to ship them here. Wouldn't that delay our progress? We'll have to pay for the delay separately, and most importantly, you'll have to rearrange your schedule."
Yue Hui said, "But when I was leaving the house, I happened to run into Ni Tong. She was holding hands with a guy who could be my grandfather and calling him hubby. Damn, could she have intercepted it?"
Lin Luosang pinched his brows and said, "It's very likely."
Since Ni Tong likes her so much, she must like her car too.
Yue Hui: "If all else fails, can I just use your car?"
If she had not chosen the supercar, she might have accepted Yue Hui's proposal, but now she has been given the best option, and with her nature of pursuing perfection, she would never agree.
"I'll think of another way."
After hanging up the phone, she fell into deep thought in front of the TV.
Pei Hanzhou, who was standing by, must have heard everything she said on the phone. He asked calmly, "What car are you interested in?"
Lin Luosang reported the model number and then said, "I chose black. Actually, I think red is also good. I was thinking of trying other colors. But now, let alone trying, I don't even have one."
He then asked, “Where was it filmed?”
"Over there at Yu'nan Mountain."
The man paused briefly. "My private helipad is also nearby."
"Yes." Lin Luosang nodded, "That wide area is suitable for framing."
After she finished speaking, the man did not reply, as if he was busy with work. She also had other things to think about, so she continued to think of a solution.
After thinking about it all night, I still couldn't figure it out. The only solution was to wait, because that was her personality.
That afternoon, a black sports car suddenly appeared near the shooting location. It was the model she had taken a fancy to yesterday. The sports car circled the location three times in an extremely arrogant manner, and then stopped at the door with the hazard lights on.
It was as if he was arrogantly provoking Lin Luosang. Not only did he not allow her to buy it, he also drove in front of her to annoy her.
"That's not Ni Tong, it's my name written backwards!" Yue Hui instantly became furious and rolled up his sleeves, ready to hit him. "I'm going to—"
Before he could finish his words, a loud roar suddenly came from not far away. Lin Luosang squinted his eyes and looked up. A large plane flew over his head and then slowly landed on the grass.
Yue Hui: "Eh? Isn't that your husband's place?"
Lin Luosang nodded, not understanding: "Yes."
"Who the hell doesn't have any sense and flies a plane to Pei Hanzhou's helipad—"
Before he could finish his words, the hatch opened, and soon, seven supercars of different colors drove quickly in front of Lin Luosang.
The car windows rolled down neatly, and the drivers greeted her with a smile: "Madam, your car is here."
Yue Hui:?
Lin Luosang: ???
Then, before anyone could react, seven supercars left one after another and circled Ni Tong's car, doing the same thing... ten laps.
The car looked like it was being besieged and ridiculed, parked there naked and being circled around. It looked like it was asking for trouble.
He then turned off the hazard lights, made a high-profile appearance, and then left in disgrace.
Yue Hui's eyes were almost dazzled. "Fuck, haha ...
"Damn it! Even if you're knowledgeable, you still have to say Pei Hanzhou is awesome." Seeing Lin Luosang standing there motionless, Yue Hui leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Lin Luosang, wake up! Your husband has flown you a sports car! And it comes in seven colors! A full range of colors!!!"
After shouting, Yue Hui put his hands on his hips and said, "I'm not saying anything, but it would be unscientific if this album doesn't sell for 30 million."
Lin Luosang was still in a daze, but turned his head after hearing this.
"Thirty million? Your request to me is too low."
…
The final effect is very good. Not only is the picture very beautiful, but it is also very impactful, and it will definitely leave a deep impression on people visually.
After finishing the MV shooting, considering that Pei Hanzhou provided seven cars and even airlifted them to her, she chose a sunny afternoon to go to Zaizhou to thank her husband.
When he arrived, he was holding a video conference in the side hall of his office. Lin Luosang did not disturb him and asked his secretary Zhou Liang to take him to his lounge and told him to wait for him there.
She worked non-stop for several days, either making an album or teaching students. Every schedule was both brain-burning and physically demanding. While waiting, she curled up in the recliner and fell asleep.
The man ended the meeting after forty minutes. After listening to Zhou Liang's report, he did not open the door and enter the lounge directly, but went through another door to the balcony outside the lounge.
He stood on the balcony and looked inside through the glass window, just in time to see her sleeping soundly facing him, her nostrils flaring and her breathing even.
She clasped her hands together under her cheeks. There was a narrow triangle of dark shadow at the corner of her eyes, and her lips were a light tomato red.
Pei Hanzhou looked at it for a while, and couldn't help leaning over to observe it more closely. His shadow also dropped with him, and the dazzling midday sunlight shone directly on her eyelids again.
She groaned a few times, feeling very sunburned, and subconsciously turned over to continue sleeping with her back to him.
The man lowered his eyelashes and smiled, then stood up to block the sunlight for her. Sure enough, after a while she turned back and continued to sleep soundly.
She had always had a bad sleeping posture. Now, in his lounge, she had taken off her coat, leaving only a thin sweater. When the folds were stacked diagonally, a large area of snow-white skin could be vaguely seen exposed at the collar. The whiteness was dazzling. The material even had a tendency to open further as she moved restlessly.
Unexpectedly, a voice came from outside: "What's going on? How could the president be on the balcony, sunbathing? Zhou Liang, don't bully me, an honest man. Everyone knows that the president is a fucking vampire and hates sunbathing the most."
The director was walking towards the balcony as he was talking. When he saw the man, he was so frightened that he swallowed a large amount of air.
The man stepped back and stuck to the glass to block Lin Luosang's face, body, and strange sleeping posture.
The director was even more puzzled, wondering why he was standing so straight. "What are you...doing?"
The vampire spoke slowly, squinting his eyes against the scorching sunlight:
"Get some sun."
Director: ???
…
Lin Luosang slept for nearly an hour before waking up. She was woken by the sound of the door closing when the director left.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she was surprised to find that the sun was shining brightly outside. Her arms and legs were covered with honey-colored sunlight, but her face was strangely blocked by a figure.
She looked up in a daze, and saw the man with his hands in his pockets, looking down at her.
She knew there was a balcony outside, but she didn't expect him to be waiting for her there.
Lin Luosang opened the side door, stretched with satisfaction, and asked him, "How long have you been waiting for me?"
"soon."
Waiting for you, no matter how long, is not too long.
After a good sleep, she looked radiant and snapped her fingers in satisfaction, saying, "Let's go. I'll treat you to dinner today."
The man was at his ease: "Why did you suddenly invite me?"
"Thank you for the cars. Shipping them by air must be quite troublesome." She smoothed her hair. "Are you unhappy?"
"I'm just offering assistance to the best of my ability. Isn't that what you should do when pursuing a girl?"
Pei Hanzhou said in a deep voice, "So, it's still me..."
Suddenly, there was a creaking sound from the floor beneath his feet. Lin Luosang was stunned for a moment and turned around to look. He happened to see Zhou Liang step forward first and bowed, saying, "Ms. Zhao and Mr. Pei are here."
She frowned slightly and was quickly pulled behind the man. The next second, Zhao Xuanya appeared in sight wearing high heels.
The air was immediately filled with the familiar scent of floral perfume. Even though Zhao Xuanya was so proud that this perfume had already failed, she still wanted to maintain her pride and use her masterpiece.
Lin Luosang pulled Pei Hanzhou back a few steps.
Fortunately, this is an open-air balcony, so the smell is not as strong as in a confined space.
Zhao Xuanya took the initiative and spoke before Pei Hanzhou could say anything: "What did you mean by that phone call last time? How could you talk to your mother like that?"
The man paused for two seconds, then spoke again with amusement and mockery: "If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known I even had a mother."
Zhao Xuanya threw her handbag down: "What do you mean!"
"From childhood to adulthood, have you ever done anything competently? Have you ever felt guilty for even a minute?" Pei Hanzhou curled his lips. "If you didn't think I was affecting the business and couldn't save it this week, you wouldn't even come to me."
This couple was a match made in heaven. The woman was selfish and self-centered, while the man always liked to hide behind her. He would only appear when he felt he was useful, but once that was gone, he would immediately stay away, as if he was afraid of being pestered.
"No matter what, you're our own flesh and blood. How could you say you're severing ties with us in front of everyone? Do you know how your father and I will survive after you say that?" Zhao Xuanya couldn't help but raise her voice. "After all, blood is thicker than water!"
Pei Hanzhou said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. You don't need relatives anyway."
Zhao Xuanya stared at him intently, her teeth clenched.
"Do you know how ridiculous what you said is?"
"The most ridiculous thing in the world," Pei Hanzhou said, "is that there shouldn't be any threshold to becoming a parent."
Zhao Xuanya took a few deep breaths before saying, "I'm not here to argue with you today. Let's not make things so tense. You can say whatever you want. We are wrong. We can apologize for our mistakes. If you want us to go to the memorial service, we can go."
"Han Zhou," Zhao Xuan Ya said, even becoming more affectionate at this point, trying her best to appear patient. "If you insist on severing ties, do you know how much of a blow it will cause us? How can you disregard our dignity? We still have decades of life ahead of us!"
Pei Hanzhou looked at them silently, feeling that every word they said was extremely ironic.
"Even at this point, you still don't reflect on the problem and only care about your own face."
The man was not affected by them, and his steps did not waver at all. He pulled Lin Luosang away quickly. When they passed by, Zhao Xuanya heard him say -
“How pathetic.”
…
Pei Hanzhou accelerated the pace of moving his household registration out and successfully received the notification one morning. He no longer had any connection with Zhao Xuanya and Pei Lou.
It was all because he was so naive in the past, always thinking that people were bound to go astray, and that as time went by, the track would be slowly straightened out. However, people's bad nature would only waste the opportunities he gave them time and time again.
Only after meeting her did he realize that life is so short. It would not be enough to spend life with the one you love, and how could he have the patience to waste extra time on someone who would never repent.
Not long after, Pei Hanzhou had to go to City G for a five-day work negotiation. Although he had explained everything before leaving, the man still couldn't help but send her many reminders after landing.
When Lin Luosang woke up, he saw a pile of messages on his phone. When he scrolled to the bottom, he suddenly had an idea and felt that something had been settled. So he asked Yue Hui for an unfamiliar phone number and typed a message to the man:
Congratulations! You won first prize in the Quanquan Lotto! Please immediately edit your name and bank card number and send it to 530026. When you arrive at the lottery redemption point, you will receive a chance to become a regular winner worth tens of millions! We're waiting for you!
She was so happy after sending it, wondering if the man would report it as a scam.
The man on the other end of the line, upon seeing this boring and emoji-filled MMS, had the immediate reaction that it was indeed a low-end scam.
But on second thought, I felt that something was not right.
Who commits fraud without telling the amount of the prize?
So he read the message carefully again and finally saw the most crucial part: "You will be converted to a regular employee upon arrival at the exchange point."
You can tell who it is by the tone of voice.
Lin Luosang had just turned over in bed when she suddenly received a WeChat message from the man. She raised her phone and took a look. It was a photo of a private airport.
His message quickly followed, with only four words:
【Come back immediately.】
She buried her head in her pillow and laughed silently.
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