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Chapter 22 (Repair)(1/2)

Yu Xing's confession seems to be serious.

But Pompeii didn't buy it. The meal was cold and cold. Fortunately, with Teacher Li Zhiguo here, the atmosphere was barely considered harmonious.

Until evening, Pompeii went filming on the set, and Yu Xing was still waiting outside the set.

When Gao Yunuo came back from the Wetland Park, he saw Yu Xing looking at the mobile phone screen in the car. He glanced at him unexpectedly and a huge red exclamation mark was automatically projected in his mind.

His boss was deleted by someone.

Not only that, Yu Xing stared at the other party’s WeChat information with a serious expression, not knowing what he was thinking about.

It was obviously... helpless.

Gao Yunuo's heart was filled with barrage, but his face did not show any signs.

Yu Xing looked up at him and happened to see Gao Yunuo peeking at the screen.

Gao Yunuo: "..."

He pushed his glasses to relieve the embarrassment, and quickly pulled away his sight and pretended not to see it.

Yu Xing did not put away his phone, but instead asked him seriously: "Have you ever chased a woman?"

Gao Yunuo stared at Yu Xing and answered truthfully: "Mr. Yu...I...I..."

Still a virgin.

But I don't have the nerve to tell the truth.

Yu Xing's eyes gradually faded away. He lowered his head and made a light and slight sound from his throat.

Gao Yunuo automatically translated two words in his mind - waste.

The same world, the same waste.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, after Pompeii finished filming, Yu Xing's car had no choice but to leave the set and head for the hotel.

On the set, Pompeii tiredly changed his clothes and brought his own things back to the hotel.

Mingjiana waved to her in the hotel lobby. Just one meter away from the two, Mingjiana handed a bag of small bread to Pompeii, "Are you hungry?"

Pompeii took the bread, ripped it open and ate it. He didn't deliver the lunch box at night, so of course he was hungry.

While walking towards the elevator, Ming Jiana said, "Ding Jingxi, the matter of the No. 1 sister has been revealed. If you don't want to stay here, you can stay here without staying. It won't be upset to see Ruan Bei."

Mingjiana hesitated again and said, "I have two better books for you to choose from, and it depends on which one you like."

Pompeii was eating bread, "Which two?"

Ming Jiana gradually slowed down, "One is a low-cost online drama, but you can get the first female drama. There is also a TV series that is ready to be released, you get the second female drama."

Pompeii was surprised: "The second female lead drama on the star drama?"

She is not qualified to grab such resources.

Ming Jiana didn't keep it a secret anymore, "Yan Ruifeng is the producer. He returned to China and handed over a notebook to Zhaowen. I think it was probably for you. I haven't contacted you yet, but as long as you nod, it must be yours. I really want you to take this."

Pompeii chewed slowly, even though he was hungry, he would not look embarrassed.

She lowered her eyes and said, "Push it."

Mingjiana took a breath of air conditioning, and of course she felt it was a pity to refuse.

The Yan family's industry was divided into two parts. Part of it was used to rely on the Pang family to do business together, but later it became unsuccessful.

The other part is to publish and publish. The entertainment industry has been making a lot of money in recent years, and the Yan family has been riding the wind. This part is done very well. Yan Ruifeng, as a legitimate branch, has produced three films with splashes at a young age. Now, both in the entertainment industry and in the Yan family, he has a good status.

Pompeii's next sentence made Minjana continue to breathe.

"My ex-boyfriend has contacted me."

"???He was cheating? What did he contact you?"

Pompeii bit his lip gently: "He said, I want to chase me."

Ming Jiana covered her heart and asked as if facing a great enemy: "How did you answer? Did you ask him to get out?"

Pompeii thought for a moment: "The meaning should be similar, I said 'You might as well pursue your dreams'."

Ming Jiana suddenly laughed: "Beautiful job! Then what?"

Then……

Yu Xing wanted to add her WeChat, but of course Pompeii did not agree.

He asked her how she could add it, but she didn't give an answer.

I don't want to add him anymore.

The two of them stood at the elevator door, and the number on the display had become "2".

Minjana hugged her arm and suddenly had a whim: "If you have to choose one between your ex-boyfriend and your ex-fiance, who do you choose?"

Pompeii frowned: "Are all men in the world dead?"

Minjana pondered for a moment and said, "Assuming it is dead."

Pompeii thought for a while and said, "Then I'll better consider Yan Ruifeng."

After all, she just doesn't like Yan Ruifeng. From the heart, Yan Ruifeng treats her well.

"bite--"

When the elevator door opened, Yu Xing and Gao Yunuo stood inside, and their faces were not very good-looking.

Pompeii: "…"

Ming Jiana's face froze. This is an ordinary hotel. Even the top management is only three-star. How could Yu Xing be here!

I don’t know if the boring problems between women just now, but if they heard them, she pulled Pompeii and laughed and greeted Yu Xing: “Mr. Yu, Secretary Gao, what a coincidence.”

Gao Yunuo smiled politely and even nodded at them. Mingjiana was a little flattered. Does Secretary Gao actually remember them?

But Yu Xing was a little shady. Ming Jiana looked at him and her heart thumped. I wonder if it was an illusion, but she always felt that she had done something wrong and was being targeted.

Yu Xing and Gao Yunuo got off the elevator, and Pompeii and Mingjiana got on the elevator.

After the elevator door was closed again, Ming Jiana breathed a sigh of relief, and then she said to herself in wonder: "Why did Mr. Yu live here? Did you just see where they came down from? Isn't it the same floor as you?"

Pompeii's heart suddenly jumped, "No...."

Ming Jiana had no hope. She said: "It's use to live in the first floor. You don't understand the president's aesthetic. Just wait and see the filming."

Pompei nodded in agreement, and asked Minjana as if nothing had happened: "Do you stay here tonight? Which floor did you set?"

While using my mobile phone to reply to the news from the company's large group, Ming Jiana shook her head: "If you don't live here, I'm afraid you will not recognize the way. After sending you up, I will go back to Ancheng."

Pompeii: "Oh."

That's good.

Ming Jiana reminded again: "You order takeout tonight."

Pompeii nodded.

Minjana sent Pompeii to the hotel and left.

Pompei took off his makeup and washed his face. The bread given by Minjana was no longer effective in her stomach, and her stomach started to rumbling.

It was already past eight o'clock and she didn't want to go out, but she saw that ordering takeout would take an hour and a half before delivery could be delivered, so she could only give up the idea of ​​waiting for takeout.

It's better to go out and eat something by yourself.

Pompeii just put on his coat when the doorbell rang.

Minjana is back?

When she opened the door, Yu Xing stood at the door.

“…”

Are you so blatant, afraid that others won't be able to take pictures?

Pompeii had a cold face and was about to close the door the next second.

Yu Xing pressed his palm against the door, looked at her eyes, and said hoarsely: "Pompeii, you block me."

Pompeii: "…"

Is it necessary to state the obvious question?

Does Yu Xing still want to get a specific reason from her?

The answer to Yu Xing was the sound coming from Pompeii's belly.

“…”

“…”

Yu Xing looked a little relaxed and said sincerely: "I want to invite you to have dinner together, the restaurant has been booked." He added: "It's too late, it's not safe for you to go out alone."

Pompeii was still closing the door hard, and the two were competing. She said, "It seems that it is not very safe now."

After about half a minute of stalemate, Yu Xing let go of his hand. He no longer pressed against the door, but held his fingers on the door frame.
To be continued...
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