Pompeii asked nervously: "Do you have to go to the dinner tonight?"

Yu Xing: "No need."

But "The Legend of Jade Snake" is a big project. Any female artist in the entertainment industry wants to take a bite, and she should also need this opportunity.

Pompeii breathed a sigh of relief, no need, meaning that if he couldn't invite a female companion, he might not go.

She tentatively said, "I'm not available tonight, do you invite someone else?"

After twenty seconds of silence, Yu Xing said, "I can't find a suitable female companion for the moment, so forget it if you don't have time."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Pompeii felt his heart beating wildly.

For some reason, she felt inexplicably panic. She had nothing to do with Yu Xing. Was she afraid that he would be disappointed?

Maybe it's because of grandma's sake that I can't bear to let him down.

Pompeii gave himself a not so accurate explanation.

Then he left Yu Xing behind and focused on filming.

At night, Yan Ruifeng came to her set directly. Rolls-Royce entered the venue with a high profile. He got out of the car and dressed in a slightly retro look. He was lazy and relaxed. His peach blossom eyes released a smile, holding a big bouquet of roses in his hand. He stood there and was so romantic that he instantly attracted the attention of the set.

“…”

Pompeii had a calm face and called: "You go out and wait for me."

The hard work and down-to-earth image he finally established was torn down, and by the way he would immediately collapse. By the way, he would be on the hot search tomorrow, and Ruan Bei could still jump around with the demon wind.

Yan Ruifeng sighed on the phone and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go out and wait."

After taking off his makeup, Pompei changed his clothes, greeted Zhang Yuan and Yang Rui, and then went to find Yan Ruifeng.

She quickly got into the car with a mask.

The moment the car door was closed, Yan Ruifeng handed over the rose, but Pompeii didn't answer it, and deliberately turned his head to avoid the smell of roses and said, "I don't like this smell."

Yan Ruifeng was not angry either, threw the flower away from the passenger seat, and shot Pompeii's forehead, and asked her with a smile: "Why, I'm not only allergic to peaches, but also to roses?"

Pompei reached out and grabbed Yan Ruifeng's fingers, stared at him, and said indifferently: "Touch me again, break your fingers."

Yan Ruifeng laughed, his voice was gentle, like a mediocre voice, but he was never feminine. He took his hand back and said, "I still have such a bad temper. I thought you would be obedient when you came out for a few years."

Pompeii made a request naturally: "I haven't had supper yet."

"Brother rushed over from Ancheng to see you, but he didn't eat it." Yan Ruifeng took out the lighter from his pocket and even got his cigarette in his mouth. Thinking of Pompeii's dislike of the smell of cigarettes, he took it back and played with the lighter, saying, "The dinner starts around 8 o'clock. Let's go to eat some to cushion first, then go to the hotel to change the clothes, and then go there."

Pompeii nodded.

Yan Ruifeng pressed the lighter, and the blue flames rushed out. His peach blossom eyes always seemed affectionate, as if staring at Pompeii with nostalgia, and said with a smile: "It's even more beautiful."

Pompei raised his hand, pulled the metal cap of the lighter, covered the fire to extinguish the fire, and bent his lips: "You don't need to state the facts specifically."

Yan Ruifeng was happy for a long time, and this little pepper's temper really didn't change at all.

Pompeii walked around his long hair behind his ears, opened the window and said, "If you want to, just suck."

Yan Ruifeng suddenly put a joke on his face, lit a cigarette, and asked seriously and calmly: "Is it fun to go out for the past three years?"

Pompeii shook his head, "It's not fun."

“What have you done in three years?”

"I just studied, I found a university to get a free class."

Vancouver is known as Hollywood in Asia. It has a long history of film and television development, and there are quite some things worth learning from.

Pompeii ran away in a downturn, but he did not intend to waste time. During the past three years, he was still strengthening his professional knowledge, although it was only theoretical knowledge.

Yan Ruifeng said lightly, "It seems that you have been in good shape in the past three years." He said again: "Why are you thinking about coming back again?"

"I'll come back after learning enough." She also wanted to start over, so she came back.

After talking here, I was speechless all the way.

The dinner was set in a private restaurant. There were not many people, quiet and elegant, with exquisite dishes, and all dishes were suitable for Pompeii's taste.

Yan Ruifeng thoughtfully did not ask too much about Pompeii's detailed experience in the past three years, nor did he mention old people and old things. He just talked to her about the latest news in the circle, and the direction of the chat was generally positive.

During this period, Mingjiana called and told Pompeii that she had asked someone to get an invitation to dinner and asked her to go to the appointment with Yang Rui tonight.

Pompeii told truthfully: "Yan Ruifeng took me there."

Minjana: "?"

This...unexpectedly.

"That's better. You go first and chat when you come back in the evening."

Mingjiana happily hung up the phone. She did not recommend that artists fall in love too early, but Pompeii was twenty-five and had all kinds of needs. If you want to fall in love, your ex-fiance will definitely be better than your ex-boyfriend.

But Pompeii did not think about falling in love.

Forty-five minutes later, she and Yan Ruifeng went to Yunruo Hotel.

Yan Ruifeng opened a new room for Pompeii and asked his female assistant to send her skirt over. He changed into a more formal suit and took her to the private villa by Pingyue Lake in Xiaoshan.

The Yan family was one of the leaders of the dinner. As soon as Yan Ruifeng appeared, he was complimented. Those with a lower status called him "General Yan" or "Young Master Yan" and those with higher status called him "Yan San" affectionately.

Pompeii did not know the business of Yan's publishing and distribution, nor did he know the visitor of Pingyue Villa tonight, so he quietly became a decent female companion.

While Yan Ruifeng was talking to others, she glanced across the audience. Wherever she saw, there was no sign of Yu Xing.

Pompeii breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately Yu Xing would not come tonight.

As soon as I pressed down, someone shouted: "Mr. Yu is here."

Pompeii's mouth twitched: "..."

The less you think about anything, the more you come.

She turned around and looked, Yu Xing walked from the gate, and all the men in the audience had female companions. He alone, with his male companion Gao Yunuo, as soon as he entered the door, his deep eyes as if they were equipped with radar, and instantly looked at her.

The two of them looked at each other from afar through the crowd.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but under the bright lights, Pompeii felt that Yu Xing’s face didn’t seem to look good.

In just a short moment, Yu Xing and Gao Yunuo were busy dealing with the people who were greeting them.

When Yan Ruifeng heard this, he turned around and looked at the door.

Then, his hand wrapped around Pompeii's shoulder, approached her ear, and whispered to her: "This is Mr. Yu from Beixun Group, and his guava under his name also participated in the production of "The Legend of Jade Snake".

Pompeii said stiffly, "...I know him."

Yan Ruifeng had not noticed something wrong, but when he saw Pompeii staring at Yu Xing in a daze, he specifically reminded her: "You must not be tempted by this. Looking at Swen, he is cruel and ruthless. Recently, Bei Xing spent money to suppress a big news. I was afraid that I would scare you if I said it."

Pompeii frowned and asked, "What news?"

Yan Ruifeng lowered his voice and said, "He wanted to get rid of his old minister named Meng Yongxin, and directly stabbed Meng Yongxin's wife in front of his wife, and urged Mrs. Meng to stab Meng Yongxin. Meng Yongxin is now lying in the hospital, Yu Xing also paid for a lawyer to file a divorce lawsuit for Mrs. Meng. When Meng Yongxin is plagued by negative news, it would be natural for Beixing Group to find a way to fire him. Meng Yongxin has nothing now. His way of eliminating people is even more ruthless than my father."

He smashed it and said, "After all, the old man who started his business with him, he really can do it."

Pompeii thought for a while and said, "Isn't that Meng Yongxin deserved it? Who made him cheat?"

Yan Ruifeng looked over and bent his lips and said warmly: "If you say this, I will never dare to talk to other women in the future."

Pompeii smiled faintly: "You think too far."

She doesn't marry him, so she doesn't care which woman he talks to.

Yan Ruifeng was used to Pompeii's refusal. Seeing that she was a little confused, she thought that she really caught Yu Xing's eye and said in a voice: "He is different from me. What is his name? What is the Phoenix Man? If you look for a woman, you must obey and have a son."

Pompeii pursed his lips and smiled, and asked him, "Don't you have a son?"

Yan Ruifeng nodded and said seriously: "I don't have much of anything in my family, but I have many sons. It's my turn, and it doesn't matter what I have."

He was right about this. He didn't care much about how he gave birth to two brothers and four nephews.

Pompeii found it funny, how did Yan Ruifeng talk about giving birth to a son from Yu Xing?

After Yu Xing greeted someone, he looked at Pompeii, but saw Yan Ruifeng hugging Pompeii intimately, and Pompeii was talking and laughing in his arms, as if a pair of good friends.

Gao Yunuo followed Yu Xing's gaze and immediately held the falling frame... Isn't this Miss Pang? How could she become Young Master Yan San's female companion!

When he looked at Yu Xing again, he only had one back left for him.

Gao Yunuo quickly caught up with Yu Xing.

Yu Xing strode towards Yan Ruifeng, which was clearly a lively occasion of drinking and cups. He asked him to walk out of the sound of drums and bloody battlefield atmosphere of the golden sword. The corners of his clothes raised in the wind were like flying battle flags, and the coldness and hostility that could not be suppressed by the warriors with golden swords and iron horses everywhere.

Yan Ruifeng naturally noticed Yu Xing, but the other party seemed to have bad expressions. He asked Pompeii in a low voice: "Have he heard the bad things he said just now?"

Another thought, the president of the dignified Beixun Group would not turn against this little gossip in public.

Yu Xing seemed really angry. Pompeii was beating a drum and said, "I don't know, I probably can't hear it..."

Yan Ruifeng frowned: "Can he speak lip?"

The two of them whispered, but still fell into Yu Xing's eyes. He walked to Yan Ruifeng, stretched out his right hand as usual, and said, "Mr. Xiao Yan, I was fortunate to meet Ling Zun last month, and I heard Ling Zun mention you."

Yan Ruifeng reacted and found out that he was his father's friend. He quickly took the hand that was on Pompeii's shoulder, shook a hand with Yu Xing, and said very politely: "I have heard from my father that I have mentioned you for a long time."

The two of them kept holding their hands, but when they were holding them, Yan Ruifeng suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did Mr. Yu have such a big strength in his hand? It made him feel a little painful to hold his hand.

When Yan Ruifeng frowned slightly, Yu Xing let go of his hand and his eyes turned to Pompeii.

Pompei blushed and bowed slightly. Although Yan Ruifeng had never met Yu Xing in person before, he had also had contact with him indirectly. Yan Ruifeng thought of Yu Xing's identity and shouted in an alienated tone: "Mr. Yu."

Yu Xing stared at her and nodded slowly. The dark pupils were mixed with layer after layer of emotions.

Pompeii and Yu Xing looked at each other, blinking involuntarily, and soon she straightened her slender waist again.
Chapter completed!