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Chapter 53 Delusion

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    Fu Xiaohan was a little flattered, he originally thought she came because of Sister Hong's matter, but he was too worried, he was relieved, and said with a smile: "Your show, no matter how busy you are, I will join you!"

    His smile was like the wind in early summer, blowing into Zhao Yi's skin, trying to send some signal.

    Zhao Yi didn't answer, she couldn't bear it, and closed the door to her heart tightly.

    Fu Xiaohan's face was carefully sculpted and impeccable.  There is only eyes, there is no way to fix it, and he is still a layman.  There is nothing hidden in the eyes of ordinary people, what is in the heart, what is on the face.  Seeing that Zhao Yi didn't answer immediately, he beckoned the waiter and ordered two cups of coffee.

    Zhao Yi looked at his series of actions, and the question in her heart was even heavier: How could Sister Hong give birth to such a good son?

    Fu Xiaohan's temperament, like the rising sun, like the summer wind, is passionate and intense.  In Zhao Yi's cold and indifferent expression, he was able to pick up his self-esteem again and again.

    After ordering the coffee, he turned his head, still smiling and looking at Zhao Yi.

    "Movie or TV series? I heard that you have already started filming online dramas."

    Since Zhao Yi had already lied, he had to go round and listen to the first half of his sentence selectively to answer.

    "A costume drama, are you filming?"

    Fu Xiaohan smiled, leaned forward, raised his eyebrows, with a bit of lust in his eyes, and asked her: "Shoot, how many pieces do you want to take off this time?"

    Zhao Yi pretended to think, "Well, maybe take it all off."

    Fu Xiaohan said solemnly: "Director, you are going to shoot Jin Ping Mei!"

    Zhao Yi raised her eyebrows slightly, "Don't you dare?"

    Zhao Yi is really a provocative woman, and it is precisely because of this that Sister Hong sees her as a thorn in her side.

    Fu Xiaohan understood this truth, recognized it, and answered her provocation.

    "Why don't you dare to dedicate yourself to art?"

    Seeing this, Zhao Yi stopped joking, turned his eyes, and looked at him: "Speaking of business, costume drama, male number one, are you coming?"

    Fu Xiaohan looked at the manager in the distance, who was a little far away, and could only see the figure.

    Seeing this, Zhao Yi pretended to be disappointed, the light in his eyes dimmed, and said, "I thought it would be fine to talk to you."

    Zhao Yi, who is like a stunner, hides her eyes with all kinds of styles. When the light dims, it looks like a newly blooming epiphyllum is about to wither in front of you. You can't wait to cast a spell to stop time in this world so that you can keep this moment forever.  bright.

    Fu Xiaohan looked at her sideways, not daring to look any further, for fear that his soul would be sucked away by her.  He rolled his eyes, divided his gaze on the coffee on the table, and replied, "I promise you."

    When the lie came to an end, Zhao Yi got up, "Then let's just say that, and I'll send you the script another day."

    The weather turned cloudy, dark clouds gathered, and the earth gradually turned gray, and Zhao Yi's heart was also quietly covered with dark clouds.

    Fu Xiaohan stretched out his hand to grab the corner of her clothes, his eyes flickered, he withdrew his hand again, and said anxiously: "I heard that your web drama is about to air, are you using a newcomer?"

    Why are everyone so sensitive to her using Song Xiaolan as the number one male?

    Zhao Yi frowned slightly, smiled lightly, and asked Fu Xiaohan the question: "Aren't you a newcomer too?"

    Fu Xiaohan's right hand, which was casually placed on the armrest of the chair, trembled slightly. He didn't want Zhao Yi to see him, so he quickly put his hand on his lap.

    Yes, you are also a newcomer.

    Fu Xiaohan laughed at himself for being affectionate, and teased leisurely: "Hey, I thought I was Director Zhao and you liked it, costume drama, why didn't you find him?"

    The young man's possessiveness and desire to win are innate.  After Zhao Yi realized this, she no longer cared what they said.

    "The tacit understanding with you is better."

    In a word, Fu Xiaohan's inexplicable emotions will be fine.

    The great thing about Zhao Yi is that she always knows what words and actions to use, and she can skillfully hold a man's heart in her hands.

    Fu Xiaohan was overjoyed in his heart, and he didn't stop Zhao Yi anymore, saying: "Then I'll wait for your script!"

    Zhao Yi nodded, smiled politely, turned and left, and her figure gradually disappeared into the gray mist.

    *

    Fu Xiaohan watched Zhao Yi slowly return to the painting, and then disappeared, he was stunned for a moment.

    Those delusions hidden in his heart, those delicate thoughts that tormented him at night, all ran out, like this dark cloud, and slowly gathered, making him unable to breathe.

    A woman like Zhao Yi is mysterious, powerful, and gorgeous. To men, she has full lethality.

    ? Back then, Zhao Yi was a qualityDirectors who are very demanding, their films took a full year to shoot.

    Fu Xiaohan, who has just stepped into the circle, is young and sunny, and he has no defense against this circle.  Everything about Zhao Yi is novel and fatally attractive to him.

    On the set, Zhao Yi often wears a loose shirt with sleeves rolled up casually, with a hairpin stuck in her hair. She looks retro and stylish.  Over the course of a year, Fu Xiaohan watched her for a year, and love gradually arose in his heart. He fell into this love alone, and dared not take any action.

    After the movie was finished, the two lost contact.  To be more precise, Zhao Yi didn't give him any response.

    It was rumored in circles that Zhao Yihui was Sister Hong's daughter-in-law.  Fu Xiaohan was secretly happy.  But Zhao Yi's polite and unfamiliar response extinguished his delicate light of hope.

    *

    Fu Xiaohan collected his thoughts, glanced at Zhao Yi who had long since disappeared in the distance, got up and walked towards the set.  The throbbing in his heart was suppressed by him several times, and he didn't care about it again.

    Seeing him coming back, the agent pulled him aside.

    "Was that Director Zhao just now?"

    Fu Xiaohan nodded.

    Agent: "Why do you dare to associate with her" It was like a whining, like a complaint.

    Fu Xiaohan's brows were filled with displeasure, "The company doesn't care who I associate with, does it? It's not about dating." It's just about dating.

    The manager was in a hurry, and suppressed his voice and complained: "I mean Sister Hong!"

    Fu Xiaohan frowned, the displeasure in his eyes rolling.

    "What task did she give you again?"

    The manager didn't want to say anything, and wanted to leave with a sullen face.

    Fu Xiaohan held him back, with firm eyes, and asked him: "What mission?"

    The agent had long since refused to take care of the messy affairs of the mother and son, but since he wanted to earn a living, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and stick to it.  He explained patiently: "There is no mission, I'd better keep you away from Director Zhao."

    "That's it?"

    The economic man nodded: "Well, yes!"

    Fu Xiaohan stopped talking.

    Seeing his unsteady expression, the agent chased after him: "No matter what Sister Hong says, it's better for us to stay away from Director Zhao. It's not like you don't know her background."

    Fu Xiaohan's face was full of anger, "Why do you like to gossip so much? What's her background, what does it matter to you and me?"

    The manager couldn't hide his thoughts, and spoke up for Zhao Yi: "You are so good, you should go home and ask Miss Hong to suppress Director Zhao, and don't take his life away"

    Fu Xiaohan looked downcast: "What do you mean?"

    Only then did the agent realize that he had said something wrong, so he quickly played sloppy.

    "Nonothing interesting"

    Fu Xiaohan didn't let him go, his eyes were aggressive: "What do you know?"

    The manager gritted his teeth, forget it, let it go, anyway, it is the mother and son's own grievances, let them toss!  He pulled Fu Xiaohan to a place where no one was around, and lowered his voice so low that Fu Xiaohan had to bend slightly and put his face very close to him to hear it.

    "You still remember that director Zhao once had an accident, and he raised him for a long time. They all said that it was caused by the benefactor's wife, but some people said that it was Sister Hong"

    Fu Xiaohan's brows tightened, his heart beat wildly, he was pierced by vines, and he was in a daze of pain.

    He knew that it was rumored that Zhao Yi was repaired by his wife, and almost lost his life.  Among the various sayings, there is one that is the most unbearable and filthy.

    Fu Xiaohan thought it was just everyone gossiping, but he didn't expect that it had something to do with his mother.  In his heart, on the one hand, there is a doubt that is trapped in the texture, and on the other hand, there is a heartache that goes deep into the bone marrow.  But he knew that the delusion in his heart had really become a delusion.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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