Song Youhan was currently a popular male actor and was acting in a drama with Luo Qingqian.
Luo Qingqian was the female lead and Song Youhan was the male lead.
Not only was Luo Qingqian beautiful, but she was also independent. When she acted, she never put on the airs of a big star. She was also one of the most popular actresses.
Song Youhan had taken a fancy to her for a long time and was very attentive to her.
Unfortunately, Luo Qingqian's attitude towards him had always been a little cold.
However, Song Youhan knew that it was not easy to woo an A-list celebrity like Luo Qingqian.
Luo Qingqian had been feeling a little unwell last night, so she had returned early after filming.
Song Youhan took advantage of this opportunity to visit Luo Qingqian early in the morning so that she could gain some points in front of her.
But what was the situation now?
Why was it a man who opened the door to Luo Qingqian's house so early in the morning?
And he was a f * cking monk?
Who the f * ck is going to give me a reasonable explanation?
This monk had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes. He was a great enemy!
Fan Zheng opened the door and ignored Song Youhan's ugly expression.""Amitabha. Patron, are you here to look for Qing Qian?”
Qing Qian?
F * ck! Your way of addressing me is too intimate! What the f * ck is your relationship with Luo Qingqian?
Song Youhan nodded with a dark face.
"Then come in."
Fan Zheng let Song Youhan into the house and then shouted upstairs,""Qing Qian, a friend is here to see you.”
"Okay, I'll go downstairs right away."
A few minutes later, Luo Qingqian walked down the stairs awkwardly. She was dressed in pink pajamas, looking very lazy and innocent.
Song Youhan immediately raised the rose in her hand and greeted him,""Qing Qian, you didn't feel well last night. Are you feeling better today?”
Luo Qingqian felt awkward.
Last night, she came back early from the set because she was feeling unwell on her period. However, she had never heard of anyone coming to visit her because of her period.
However, she couldn't say it out loud, so she could only cough lightly."Ahem, um, I didn't pay attention yesterday and sprained my ankle.”
"Are you feeling better?" Song Youhan asked eagerly. Do you want me to call my dad's family doctor to come over and take a look at you?”
"No need, there's really no need!"
Luo Qingqian looked at Fan Zheng, afraid that he would misunderstand their relationship. She quickly introduced him,""This is my friend Fan Zheng, and this is my colleague, Song Youhan.”
When Song Youhan heard this, his heart turned cold.
One was a friend, and the other was a colleague. He could tell who was far away and who was close.
Could it be that his relationship with Luo Qingqian was not as good as this monk?
How could Fan Zheng not see that this Song guy was going after Luo Qingqian?
But do you think Qing Qian is that easy to chase? From the moment she met Fan Zheng, she was destined to be unable to escape from his grasp!
Fan Zheng smiled politely at Song Youhan.""Benefactor Song, please sit! I still have something to do."
After saying that, Fan Zheng ignored Song Youhan's fiery gaze and went to the kitchen.
The big light bulb above his head had left, and Song Youhan quickly took the time to please Luo Qingqian."
"Luo Qingqian, I know you haven't had breakfast yet, so I brought you some breakfast from the Wanhao Hotel.
It's not that I'm boasting, but in the entire Jianghai City, the breakfast at the Wanhao Hotel is definitely the best! I specially called to order it this morning and brought it over while it was still hot.”
With that, he took out boxes of exquisite breakfast from a plastic bag.
Rice balls, pan-fried buns, wontons, soy milk…
Song Youhan's family was from Jianghai City. His father was in the import and export trade. His business was quite big and he was a rich second generation.
In addition, he was handsome and an actor. She felt that he was the most suitable partner for Luo Qingqian.
"Well, that…"
Luo Qingqian didn't like him to begin with, so she could only think of a way to reject him.""I don't eat breakfast in the morning. I'm on a diet…"
"Luo Qingqian, you're not fat at all…" Song Youhan quickly tried to curry favor with her.
Before he could finish, Fan Zheng came out of the kitchen with a plate.
"Come, Qingqian, eat the apple!"
Fan Zheng washed the apple, peeled it, cut it into pieces, and placed it on a plate with a toothpick. After he brought it over, he sat down beside Luo Qingqian.
He picked up a piece and handed it to Luo Qingqian,""Come, Qingqian, eat some fruit to help your feet recover.”
"Thank you." Luo Qingqian smiled and agreed. She took the toothpick and put the apple into her mouth."Yes, it's delicious."
"Pfft!"
Song Youhan felt like an arrow flew from the sky and stabbed into his heart.
Jealousy, jealousy, hate, f * ck!
Where the f * ck did this monk come from? He actually sat so close to Luo Qingqian! The distance was less than five centimeters!
More importantly, he was feeding Luo Qingqian!
Although Luo Qingqian didn't accept it with her mouth, she didn't reject it either!
At this moment, Luo Qingqian's phone rang. It was her assistant.
"Xiao Ying, I sprained my ankle. I'm afraid I can't go to work today. Help me ask the director for leave.”
The person on the other end of the phone might have said that he wanted to come over to see her or go to the hospital.
Luo Qingqian refused." No need. I've already had someone look at it. It's almost better now. It's rare to take this opportunity. You should rest well for two days!"”
After Luo Qingqian hung up the phone, she saw that Fan Zheng and Song Youhan were both silent, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.
Fan Zheng looked at Luo Qingqian's phone." Qingqian, your phone is so beautiful!"”
Luo Qingqian picked up the phone. It was an iPhone 8, and there were some little decorations that girls liked on it."It's just an ordinary phone. How is it beautiful?”
Fan Zheng took out his phone.
It was still the same model as the previous one from noika. It didn't even have a touch screen, and there were a few obvious scratches on it.
Song Youhan was amused.
F * ck, the opportunity had come!
F * ck, I'm going to step on this poor bastard.
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