"Is it?" Fu Yanchen's voice came out from the mask, more gloomy, "if I have to buy it tonight."

The waiter was discontented. Before he saw the person who was making trouble with the candy, his tone became impolite: "Sir, we have sold out."

Fu Yanchen scanned the empty counter and took out his mobile phone to call Ji Nanjing.

Seeing that he didn't mean to leave, the waiter said in a cold voice, "Sir, we are closing soon. Please leave."

Fu Yanchen didn't give them a look in his eyes. He called them and said, "I'm in Xinguang square. Let the manager call Zhentang's pastry maker to me."

Ji Nanjing just fell asleep, was woken up by Fu Yanchen phone, thanks to he did not get up gas, otherwise really want to beat him, "you run to eat dessert in the middle of the night?" No, it should be Gu Liuxing, right

Fu Yanchen did not deny that Ji Nanjing sat on the bed and pressed his temple: "I really convinced you."

Out of Zhentang, Fu Yanchen sat in the car and looked at the paper bag with Zhentang logo on the front passenger seat. His eyes were obscure.

Back in the capital of Xingyue, he opened the door with the key, only to find that the door was locked.

Fu Yanchen stares at the keyhole and laughs. Then he slides against the wall and sits on the ground. His hands are on his knees, paper bags are hanging on his fingertips, and his forehead is on his arms.

******

The next day.

Gu Liuxing went out at eight o'clock. When she opened the door, she saw a bag of things hanging on the doorknob. She scanned the sign on the bag and walked into the elevator with the bag.

In the underground garage, Fu Yanchen sees Gu Liuxing carrying a bag and a paper bag. When he passes the garbage can, he does not hesitate to throw the paper bag into the garbage can.

Gu Liuxing's car passed in front of him. He came to the dustbin with a little luck. In the bag, there was no heart-shaped macarons.

Gu Liuxing came to the studio and discussed with Nanqiao about his work.

Finally received three advertisements, a guest star in a movie.

Signing the contract, Gu Liuxing began to get busy. Gu Shijing often came to visit her class.

When she was making an advertisement, Gu Shijing would sometimes wait for her. Many staff members walked back and forth in front of him, looking obsessed.

The makeup artist said enviously, "I used to want to have a girlfriend for Gu Yingdi, but now he has someone in his heart. He has started to chase after him, and we are entangled again."

Their affair has been hotly rumored, but neither of them has publicly admitted it.

Fu Yanchen still often comes to her, and she always makes some unreasonable demands. For example, she will let him go shopping late at night, and ask for some master's clothes or jewelry. These masters have one thing in common, that is, they have strange personalities, and only one work will be released every month or even a year.

So obvious embarrassment, Fu Yanchen still a not bad should come down.

She didn't know how Fu Yanchen got these things, but when they were sent to her, she would smile happily.

Fu Yanchen is like what she said, as long as she doesn't go out of bounds, it seems that everything can satisfy her.

Then, the next day, she either abandoned those things as my shoes, or sold them directly, and called the orphanage directly.

Once Fu Yanchen couldn't bear it and came to ask her if the gift she brought back in New York was also sold by her.

Gu Liuxing answered faintly.

Fu Yanchen stares at her and roars: "where's the ring?! Gu Liuxing, if you dare to sell the ring, I will strangle you! "

She said with a smile, "it's so precious. It's billions of things. I'm going to keep it until I get married."

Fu Yanchen stares at her sullenly, and his face is tense. After all, he turns away without saying anything. Looking at his angry back, Gu Liuxing's eyes are thin and cool.