Yan Ruifeng suddenly learned that Pompeii's first love was Yu Xing, and he felt unspeakable.

Damn, it turns out that after going around, Pompeii still likes that dead dog.

Seeing Yan Ruifeng silent on the other end of the phone, Fan Ya felt a strange sense of pleasure. She raised her voice and asked, "Yan Ruifeng, you didn't even know? You are so protective of her and have such a good relationship with her. She didn't reveal a word to you?"

Yan Ruifeng is also experienced and can't understand the little tricks of women?

It's so sour. If he hadn't grown up with Fan Ya, he would have sweared now.

"Come on, Fan Ya, it doesn't matter if I know it or not. Now I just have more personal love for Beibei. You expect Yu Xing and I to bite each other, are you watching a good show? Don't think about it, I won't."

“…”

Yan Ruifeng hung up Fan Ya's phone directly and blocked Fan Ya's contact information.

After doing these operations, he began to feel depressed.

Being angry is definitely angry, but he is angry with Yu Xing, not Pompeii.

Is Pompeii wrong?

That's right!

How could Pompeii be wrong?

She was only eighteen at that time and was just an adult. What is the difference between eighteen seven?

No difference.

It is about the same as Pompeii is not adult.

No matter what happens to a minor girl and an adult man, it must be the adult man’s fault!

The more Yan Ruifeng thought about it, the more he felt that Yu Xing was very beastly.

How could he do the eighteen-year-old girl?

brute!!!

How could Yu Xing be willing to break up with such a good girl from Pompeii?

Yan Ruifeng was so angry that he was walking in the office. His legs, which had just recovered, seemed to have a little hurt again.

You have to kick someone a few times to relieve the pain.

However, when he thought of Yu Xing willing to give money to Pompeii to slap the Fan family in the face, he felt a little more angry.

Even rich people have to consider spending money.

To be fair, spending hundreds of millions to intercept the land of Hu Fan's family, it would be impossible to do this if he had changed it to him.

The Yan family would not allow him to do things like this.

The surname Yu is quite conscientious.

Yan Ruifeng had just calmed down and received a very unexpected call.

Pompeii's mother Pei Qingmei called her.

Yan Ruifeng hesitated for a long time whether to answer. After Pang Zhonglin committed suicide, Pei Qingmei quickly disappeared from the circle and there was no update.

He was not very clear about Pei Qingmei and Pang Zhonglin. He only knew that Pompeii and Pei Qingmei had always had a bad relationship. In the past few years of Pompeii's overseas trip, Pei Qingmei also called him to ask him at first, but later he stopped calling him. Now he probably saw various hot searches on Weibo and knew that Pompeii had returned to China, so he wanted to contact Pompeii.

Yan Ruifeng still accepted it, after all, he was Pompeii's mother.

"Hello, Aunt Pei."

"Hello, Ruifeng." Pei Qingmei was silent for a while before saying, "I saw Beibei on the news. Have you contacted Beibei?"

"Yes. Are you looking for her?"

"Yes, I just found out that she had returned to China and contacted her uncles, uncles and aunts. They all said that Pompeii had never contacted them, so I had to ask you. Can you give me Beibei's contact information? I want to call her."

"Auntie, you have never changed your mobile phone number. If Beibei wants to contact you, she will naturally contact you. If she doesn't want to contact her, it will not be convenient for me to give you her mobile phone number. But I will convey your wishes to you, and you are waiting for Beibei's news."

"...Okay, I'm going to bother you. Please help me persuade Beibei. I haven't seen her for three years and miss her very much."

"Um."

Yan Ruifeng hung up Pei Qingmei's phone and called Pompeii in a heavy mood.

Pei Qingmei's incident is a headache, so when he mentioned it, he had a cautious look in his tone that he didn't notice: "Beibei, your mother called me, and she said, she... missed you."

Pompei just finished the opening ceremony today. He suddenly heard news from Pei Qingmei and suddenly pulled out of his working state. Everyone was silent.

Yan Ruifeng was very sensitive to Pompeii's silence and said, "I didn't give her your contact information. If you don't want to pay attention, I will refuse."

Pompeii said: "Then let it go. They are very annoying. In the future, no matter whether it is the Pang family or the Pei family, don't give them my contact information. My crew will go to a dinner party later, and I will talk to you if I have time."

"Okay." Yan Ruifeng thought of Pompeii in his working environment, fearing that the phone would be heard by others, so he didn't plan to say more.

Yan Ruifeng turned around and told Pei Qingmei that there was nothing to tell about Pompeii’s contact information.

Pei Qingmei had no choice but to contact Fan Ya.

In her impression, Pompeii and Fan Ya had the best relationship.

After Pei Qingmei called Fan Ya, she was afraid that Fan Ya would reject her like Yan Ruifeng. This time she began to gain sympathy. She talked a lot on the phone and mentioned a lot of things from the past.

Fan Ya was indifferent to the mood, but when Pei Qingmei talked about her and Pang Zhonglin, she cheered up.

"Yaya, everyone has the right to pursue their own happiness. Beibei's father has passed away. I'm not allowed to marry someone I like. If she holds a grudge against me for this, I will give birth to her in vain. I was pregnant for ten months, and if she doesn't recognize me, I'm really sad."

"Auntie, I'll send you Beibei's phone number in a while."

"That's great! Thank you Yaya!"

"Auntie, you're welcome."

Fan Ya found someone from the entertainment industry and got the contact information that Pompeii stayed at work.

No matter how he is not polite to the Fan family, he will always be afraid of the enemy.

Fan Ya smiled slightly.

Pompeii and his colleagues got together for dinner. He drank some wine in the evening before returning to the hotel. As soon as he opened the door and entered, he was hugged by the man waiting behind the door.

Yu Xing also smells of alcohol on his body, mixed with a faint ink fragrance, fermenting a charming smell.

Pompeii kissed Yu Xing's chin, looked up at him and asked, "Have you written?"

Yu Xing held her cheek, lowered her head and kissed her, bit her gently, and said softly: "I know you won't come back, so I wrote a few words at home..."

Pompeii couldn't help laughing: "How many have you written?"

"Well, five and a half." Yu Xing said in a low voice: "If you really can't continue writing, you'll come."

"The Legend of Jade Snake" is a costume drama. It has been released on the outdoor scenes. Most of the filming content is in Xiaoshan, so you still have to stay in a hotel and you cannot go back often.

Pompeii had just come to work for a few days, and Yu Xing felt that she had been separated from her for a long time, but her work was destined to be outside for a long time. He told himself to accept and get used to it. He wrote a few words to calm down, but he didn't calm down at all. When he opened his eyes to look at the rice paper, he wrote all the words "Pompeii".

It just came.

Yu Xing carried the person into the bedroom, and Pompeii's phone rang.

Pei Qingmei's phone number was not changed, and Pompeii recognized it at a glance. She grabbed her long hair behind her head, reached out to press on Yu Xingqing's chest, and said, "You go take a shower, I'll answer the phone."

Obviously, he was going to send him away.

Yu Xing went to take a shower obediently.

Pompei walked to the balcony and answered Pei Qingmei's call. After answering, she did not call Pei Qingmei or speak.

Pei Qingmei knew that Pompei was resentful, but Pompeii had been away for three years and had no news. She was worried and hated, and she couldn't help crying as soon as she opened her mouth: "Bei, it's mother..."

Pompeii: "I know. What's the matter?"

With such a cold tone, Pei Qingmei felt a little heartbroken and said, "Why don't you tell your mother when you are back?"

Pompeii was perfunctory: "It's very busy at work."

Pei Qingmei couldn't help but complain: "No matter how busy you are, you have to take time to report my safety to me - it's Mid-Autumn Festival soon. Since you're back, I'll be back here, I'll be home for the Mid-Autumn Festival this year."

Pompeii smiled, does she still have a home?

In her heart, her home was gone after Pang Zhonglin died.

Pei Qingmei felt cold when she heard Pompeii's laughter. She knew the crux of the problem, but she didn't want to mention it on the phone to avoid arguing with Pompeii.

She softened her voice and said, "Mom really misses you. Do you have time? Mom wants to see you."

“No, very busy work.”

"I will make a reunion dinner at home on the Mid-Autumn Festival. You will come home for dinner when the time comes."

Pompeii did not agree immediately, and only said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be more than a month left, so let's talk about it then."

Pei Qingmei wiped away her tears and said, "Okay, okay, then I won't bother you. You can work hard, see you on the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Pompei hung up the phone and stood on the balcony and looked into the distance.

The crew ordered a three-star hotel. Later, Yu Xing upgraded someone to a five-star hotel. From the balcony, you can see most of the film and television bases. The base is built against the mountain and the scenery is very good. At this time, she didn't know why she wanted to smoke a cigarette.

Yu Xing finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom, his hair was still wet.
To be continued...