The next day, the morning sun shone through the window screen on the marble floor, the bed sheets were messy, the woman covered her head with her quilt, nestled in the man's arms, and a few strands of hair floated in the man's neck. The room was very quiet, and the years were quiet, but that's it.

When Ni Huan woke up, she was the only one left on the bed, and there was still warmth in the quilt beside her.

She felt sore all over her body. She moved her legs in the quilt and raised her waist again before she sat up with difficulty, raised her hand and rubbed her sore neck, feeling uncomfortable everywhere.

It was a big fuss last night, but fortunately someone still had a little bit of rationality and knew that she had an injury on her arm, so she didn't let her move anyway throughout the whole process.

Ni Huan took out the cell phone at the head of the bed and glanced at it.

It's already half past ten.

Yu Mo called her twice, but her cell phone was silent and she didn't hear it.

The window screen is opened and the sun is particularly bright.

After Ni Huan entered the bathroom to wash, Yu Mo's phone call happened to be in again.

She habitually walked to the balcony to answer the phone.

"Hey, Huanhuan, are you at home?"

"Huanhuan?"

"Hey, why don't you talk?"

"Huanhuan?!"

Ni Huan can't listen to anything now.

She lowered her eyes expressionlessly and stared at the woman standing at the door of the villa downstairs.

Woman wearing a black suit top, a professional skirt, and a high ponytail.

The person standing opposite was Shen Zhiyan, Gao Bin stood in the distance, behind him was Shen Zhiyan's car.

The woman and Shen Zhiyan didn't know what they were talking about. From Ni Huan's perspective, the two were very close.

"Huanhuan? Don't scare me."

Yu Mo called out worriedly.

Ni Huan put away the misunderstandings in his mind and hurriedly said, "It's okay, Sister Yu, that... I didn't hear it just now, what did you say?"

"I've arrived, let's go to your house and talk."

"What?"

Ni Huan covered her voice tube and walked into the room, "Are you here to my house?"

"Yes, I've arrived; hey, whose car is parked at your doorstep? Why do you look so familiar..."

Ni Huan took a deep breath, bit her finger nervously and returned to the balcony to look down.

Sure enough, Yu Mo's car had stopped, and the three people at the door looked at Yu Mo.

The next moment, Ni Huan saw Yu Mo open the car door and a long leg stretched out from inside and fell to the ground.

Ni Huan wanted to say in her heart that it was over.

It can be two seconds later.

She saw that the owner of the legs shrank his legs back... and shrank back.

Ni Huan: “…??”

Yu Mo was confused when he saw their famous Mr. Shen appearing at the residence of his artist.

Mr. Shen appears here, so... he must be there too.

So, Yu Mo forced his legs back.

Reversing without hesitation and running away from here.

Shen Zhiyan narrowed his peach blossom eyes and looked at it for two seconds, looking familiar.

"who is she?"

After the words were finished, no one answered.

Shen Zhiyan turned his head and looked at Gao Bin.

Gao Bin seemed to have not heard him speak, staring at the far away car with some dismay, with complex flashing in his eyes.

Yang He had a strong observation ability. Her lips pursed slightly, raised her voice and said, "Assistant Gao, Mr. Shen is talking to you."

Gao Bin then came back to his senses, "She is... an agent."

As for whose agent it is, there is no need to say more.

At this time, Shen Zhiyan seemed to remember that there was a lazy person sleeping in the villa behind him.

He didn't ask any more questions and gave Yang He the documents he had, "The cooperation with the Chu family will be carried out as planned for the time being, and give four points."

Yang He nodded: "Okay."

——

upstairs

Ni Huan is still talking to Yu Mo.

"Huanhuan, why is Mr. Shen at your doorstep?"

Ni Huan was struggling to tell Yu Mo whether to tell her relationship with Shen Zhiyan, there was nothing to say, but the relationship between her and Shen Zhiyan might end at any time.

In the past, Chen Zhiyan didn't spend the night with her, so Yu Mo was hidden very well by her.

"Sister Yu, actually... he arranged it when I first entered Shengyu."

When Ni Huan talked about this level, Yu Mo didn't understand anything.

"When did you happen to you? How did you meet?"

Ni Huan briefly described the process of her and Shen Zhiyan's relationship in a few words.

"So, can I understand that you were kept by Mr. Chen? Is my performance at the end of the year hopeful?"

Ni Huan held his forehead and admitted it very simply.

"You can understand it this way. My current identity is the lover of the boss, and Chen Zhiyan is my financial backer's father; but as for your year-end performance... Chen Zhiyan would have praised me long ago, and he still has to wait until today."

"Yes, what happened to Chu Yin? Not everyone is rumored to her and Mr. Shen..."

Ni Huan: "Those are rumors."

Yu Mo sighed.

"Okay, my aunt, then next time Mr. Chen is there, can you tell me in advance..."

She didn't want to see that person again.

"By the way, Huanhuan, although you don't lack resources now, you still rely on yourself to get a good script. There will be an audition the day after tomorrow, and the script is not inferior to "The Legend of Beauty". Are you interested?"

"Send me first and take a look."

"Okay, but I have to tell you in advance. Internal news revealed that the heroine of this drama has been decided, Lin Yuner, the number one sister of Xingyao Company, if you can't steal her, you can only play the second female lead."

——

Ni Huan changed into a white long skirt, without makeup, her long hair spread behind her back, and looked in front of the mirror.

After confirming that it looks very much like the campus goddess Bai Yueguang in the novel, he turned around and went downstairs.

Chen Zhiyan sat cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, with a laptop on his legs, and looked like he was still working.

Ni Huan didn't understand why Chen Zhiyan didn't leave yet.

She didn't even have any private space.

He smiled on his face, but his mother was criticized in his heart.

She leaned over and called out softly: "A Yan."

Chen Zhiyan didn't even raise his eyes and threw a USB flash drive out of his pocket and gave it to her.

“Surveillance video.”

Ni Huan took it, held it in her palm, rubbed it twice, she leaned her head on Shen Zhiyan's shoulder, and suddenly said, "I saw it just now."

Chen Zhiyan paused, "What?"

Ni Huan: "Your beautiful secretary."

She deliberately emphasized the word "beauty".

Ni Huan sneered when she heard Chen Zhiyan.

"There are not hundreds or dozens of women around me who are pretty. Do you want me to introduce them to you one by one?"

The tone is playful and careless.

Ni Huan: “…”

Although he was criticized, the professional qualities of the actors cannot be lost.
To be continued...