When Chu Xiaoran's people left, Ouyang Ke took up the task of pacifying people's hearts.

Chen An looked at Ouyang Ke who was conversing with the screenwriter, and his eyes darkened. A kind smile appeared on his face, and he leaned over to say: "Senior Ouyang is talking to the screenwriter, do I know?"

Ouyang Ke turned his head and looked, and said: "Oh, Chen An!" Ouyang Ke looked at the screenwriter and said: "I didn't say anything to him, and am discussing what to do next. After all, we only have half a month left to finish filming."

Hearing that, Chen An laughed and said: "That's true, the filming time is not long. Furthermore, I want to wait for this online drama to begin, and I even want to have a chance to cooperate with Senior Ouyang."

"Oh? You worked together before? " The screenwriter looked at the two of them curiously. One must know that Ouyang Ke was an experienced artist and director, while Chen An was a newcomer.

Ouyang Ke laughed and explained, "Do you remember a movie I made before? At that time, everyone had left, and I saw that Chen An was the right person, so I used him as the male lead, and Qi Tianyang in that movie was also the male lead. "

The screenwriter was suddenly enlightened, he smacked his head and said: "So it's that movie, I can't really tell, I never thought that Chen An's acting skills were so talented!"

Chen An laughed embarrassedly: "No, it's all because of Senior Ouyang's guidance."

The screenwriter had a meaningful smile on his face. Ouyang Ke understood but did not expose him, and only said one sentence: "I'll tell him about the following Scenes. He will discuss the direction of the plot with you later."

"Go, go." The screenwriter waved his hand.

Ouyang Ke pulled Chen An and walked to the side, and when he turned around, he changed his expression, and Ouyang Ke asked softly: You suddenly came over and interrupted him, what are you planning to do?

Chen An spread his hands innocently: "I just want to have a chance to cooperate with Senior Ouyang once again. Senior Ouyang doesn't want to misunderstand my intentions."

"It's good that you don't have one. I also don't want to know what the Little Jiu Jiu in your heart is." Ouyang Ke crossed his arms in front of his chest and slanted his eyes at Chen An: "If you really want to be red, then it's best for you to train your acting skills well. As for the chance to work together in the future, I'll come look for you one day when I've really taken a fancy to you."

Chen An laughed bitterly and asked: "Did Senior Ouyang also steadily make it all the way to his current position?"

"You have no right to ask about me." Ouyang Ke turned around, the white fur covering his neck became even more slender, "You should focus on acting."

Chen An clenched his fists tightly.

In the biggest supermarket in A City, just as Ling Anan finished buying something and was about to bring it home, it suddenly started raining heavily outside. Ling Anan checked his backpack and realized that he was in a hurry to leave today, so he didn't bring an umbrella with him.

I guess I'll have to wait until the rain stops before I go home.

City A never snows, but often rain in winter, sometimes under the rain in a hurry, can not even leave the door.

Ling Anan watched the rain helplessly. His cotton shoes were already wet, and wearing them felt extremely uncomfortable.

Ling Anan took out his phone and made a call. Ten seconds later, the call did not connect. Ling Anan hung up and stood alone on the bus stop, waiting for the bus to arrive.

Ling Xiaosu didn't pick up the phone to call Ling Xiaosu. At this time, Xiao Xiao shouldn't have finished filming yet, so Ling Anan silently thought in his heart.

The time he had to wait for the bus was long, Ling Anan looked around, his gaze anxiously at the watch on his wrist.

With a "pa" sound, a black umbrella was thrown out from a passing car, in front of Ling Anan.

Ling Anan curiously looked at the umbrella in front of her, and the black car drove away in an instant. Ling Anan did not even have the time to react, the car was already gone without a trace.

Ling Anan picked up the umbrella that dropped from the ground, feeling a little worried. This was another person's umbrella, how should he return it to them now that it was left here?

The rain got heavier and heavier, and the bus slowly drove past. Ling Anan got on the bus and returned home with the black umbrella in his hand.

"mother-in-law." The one who opened the door for Ling Anan was Ni Tianchen. When Ni Tianchen carried Ling Xiaosu home, he instantly fell asleep in his bedroom.

Ling Anan was a little surprised, and asked curiously: "Are you the only one who came back today? What about Xiaoxiao? You haven't finished filming it back yet? "

Ling Anan asked Ni Tianchen as he changed off his wet shoes.

Ni Tianchen replied: "Xiaoxiao fell asleep in the room, which is why she didn't come out. Is mother-in-law in the rain?"

As he said till here, Ling Anan changed into a pair of slippers and said helplessly, "Today, it rained heavily the moment we left the supermarket. It waited for a bus in the rain for a while, so my shoes were drenched, but I'm fine."

Ni Tianchen nodded, his eyes suddenly catching sight of the black umbrella in Ling Anan's hands, and he asked: "This umbrella …"

"Oh, this umbrella." Ling Anan took out the umbrella and waved it in front of Ni Tianchen, explaining: "I stood there today and threw out a passing car. I wanted to return it to him, but he had already driven the car away.

Ni Tianchen received the umbrella from Ling Anan and stretched his back as he walked past Ni Tianchen and went in. After drinking a cup of warm water, he went to take a shower.

Ni Tianchen held onto the heavy umbrella, and suddenly turned the umbrella around twice. When he saw the words "Jiang Clan" written on the corner at the top of the umbrella, Ni Tianchen finally understood who the owner of the umbrella was.

It seemed that it would be difficult to return the umbrella to its owner. The task given to him by his mother-in-law was a very hard one.

Ni Tianchen kept his umbrella and quietly placed it in a cabinet at the side of the kitchen. Then, he went upstairs wearing soft cotton slippers.

In the bedroom, Ling Xiaosu who was crying so hard that he had fainted was sleeping peacefully, Ni Tianchen did not dare make too loud a noise to alert Ling Xiaosu, and quietly walked into the house. After taking care of some matters in the office, he went back into the cup and slept with Ling Xiaosu.

Ling Xiaosu, who had slept until midnight, kicked away his blanket in a daze, exposing his entire body to the air. Just like that, he slept for a night.

Ni Tianchen touched Ling Xiaosu's forehead with an aching heart, and said with a pained heart: "Why did you catch a cold again? Did you not cover yourself well at night? "

Although the two of them slept together, in order to keep a distance from each other, Ni Tianchen and Ling Xiaosu still slept at a distance.

Ling Xiaosu took a deep breath and said coquettishly: "It's a bit uncomfortable."

Ni Tianchen could only helplessly sigh in heartache.