Feed the tiger with her

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After getting a clear answer, Jian Zhiyan smiled sweetly.

She moved her neck, found a comfortable angle, leaned against Lu Yin's arms, and fell asleep peacefully.

The breathing was deep and shallow, and it became calm, as calm as if nothing happened today.

The purity of a child's face.

Lu Yin didn't leave, and just let her lean on him, watching the curtain of heaven and earth fall, and the room gradually plunged into darkness.

When she woke up again, only two hours had passed, and Jian Zhiyan recovered most of her energy.

She opened her eyes and saw Lu Yin lying beside her, and the other half of her energy had returned.

Jian Zhiyan thought the man was asleep, so she didn't dare to move for fear of waking him up, but Lu Yin slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of clarity.

"Are you awake? How did you sleep?" he asked.

Jian Zhiyan: "Well, it's very good."

Not a single dream.

"I don't know what time it is." Jian Zhiyan sat up and murmured, wanting to check the phone, only to remember that it was turned off.

One morning, she answered calls from seven or eight media outlets, and she was so annoying that she turned off the phone.

Lu Yin also saw the phone with a completely black screen, and pointed out the seriousness of the matter, "Someone should have been looking for you crazy."

For example, Song Ange.

He told Jian Zhiyan how Song Ange discovered the sleeping pills, and Jian Zhiyan was taken aback.

"An Ge must be in a hurry, I have to go and explain to her myself."

She bounced off the bed, brushed her hair, and couldn't wait to get home.

Jian Zhiyan walked forward, Lu Yin picked up his suit, walked casually, and followed behind. He left the collar of his shirt open, took out his phone, and asked the driver to come pick him up.

They got into the car together and drove towards Jian Zhiyan's apartment, passing by a restaurant that was not closed at night, Lu Yin asked the driver to pack some food.

After entering the house, the fingerprint lock made a ticking sound, waking Song Ange up. She was leaning on the sofa and waiting to fall asleep, but was suddenly awakened by someone, and she stood up.

As if they didn't know each other, the two looked at each other for a moment, and then hugged each other.

"Where did you go?! Scared me to death!" Song Ange was angry and impatient, her eyes were red, and Jian Zhiyan apologized repeatedly, not only because she felt sorry for her friend, but also most of it came from being touched by others.

"I'm sorry... An Ge..."

Lu Yin didn't bother them, changed his shoes, took the food, and went to the restaurant to settle down.

The two girls communicated in a low voice, and Jian Zhiyan didn't hide anything from Song Ange.

The identity of the illegitimate child was told to his friends truthfully. Song Ange also said the same thing as Lu Yin after listening to it.

"No one can choose their parents. You don't have to blame yourself, and there is nothing to be ashamed of. Instead, those informers are too hateful."

"Zhiyan, do you know who is behind your back?!"

Jian Zhiyan herself was not too sure, she subconsciously went to look at Lu Yin, who had already sat down at the table and called them over.

Everyone hadn't eaten much all day and was starving.

Jian Zhiyan sat down next to Lu Yin.

Song Ange was sitting across from her, and she asked Lu Yin, "Does Mr. Lu know who's behind the scenes? For example, Zhiyan's opponent, who put up black material or something? It seems that this kind of thing happens all over the entertainment industry."

Jian Zhiyan was also looking at Lu Yin.

Lu Yin: "Jin Jing is holding a general meeting of shareholders recently. It seems to be a problem caused by shareholders' infighting, and it has nothing to do with the entertainment industry."

Don't look at the many things in the entertainment circle where you punch me and kick me, but it's not completely messy. Jian Zhiyan is Lu Yinping's person, and almost everyone knows it. No one would dare to mess with her.

Let’s just say that although the website that received the revelation this time is not within Lu Yin’s sphere of influence, he has already divided up the work with Jian Zhilei. The rhythm of the website's fucking.

However, there are too many dark things here, Lu Yin is not going to tell the two little girls in detail.

He gave Jian Zhiyan a shrimp shumai and coaxed her to eat more.

Song Ange originally wanted to ask about Jin Jing, but when he saw the behavior of these two people, he immediately noticed the strangeness.

She crossed the table, suddenly pressed Jian Zhiyan's left hand, and raised her voice to ask as if grabbing a dirty card.

"What is this on your hand?!"

Jian Zhiyan couldn't keep a low profile, she couldn't hold back her smile, "Haha ring."

"What ring, isn't it just a piece of grass?"

As soon as Song Ange spoke, she saw Lu Yin's face, she was about to smile, she knew she wanted to offend someone, so she changed her tone, "The aesthetics of rich people is quite unique."

Jian Zhiyan laughed, and slowly took off the grass ring that was about to wither, "I'll put it in a book later, let it dry and make it a bookmark, commemorate this special day today, what do you think? ?”

She said this to Lu Yin.

In the morning, there is a lot of ups and downs, and in the afternoon, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. Today is a magical day, which is worth remembering.

Lu Yin stretched out his hand, and rubbed Jian Zhiyan's red earlobe as if no one else was there, "Is your birthday coming soon?"

He had read her resume and didn't know anything.

Jian Zhiyan replied: "Next Friday."

There are still eight days to prepare.

"Help you have a birthday party." Lu Yin looked at the gradually blooming brilliance in Jian Zhiyan's eyes, and added with a smile, "At that time, we can make an official announcement by the way."

Others say that Jian Zhi Yan Yezhong is one, and his name is not right, but some people want to tell the world, this is my taboo.

Such pampering made Song Ange, a spectator dog, bark three times in a row.

Depend on.

Depend on.

Depend on.

After Lu Yin left, Song Ange volunteered to stay with Jian Zhiyan for the night. The two wore cool clothes, held ice cream bowls, and started gossip mode.

With a bit of disbelief, Song Ange asked Jian Zhiyan, "Why did the old baby suddenly take the affectionate route, and made an official announcement...he is going to propose to you, right?!"

"No..." Jian Zhiyan couldn't hide her sweetness, "We just confirmed our relationship today, we are no longer friends with benefits, we are just starting to fall in love."

As a girlfriend, with an upgraded status, Song Ange sighed proudly in the tone of Lu Yin's mother-in-law: "It's still a bit of a personnel job for him."

"Okay, you are finally able to be together openly and aboveboard, it's a blessing in disguise, Zhiyan, I'm so happy for you."

"You don't know, when I came to your house today and saw sleeping pills on the table, I felt like the sky was falling... Unexpectedly, Lu Yin brought my little fairy back happily."

"That's it, I agree to the matter of you being together."

Jian Zhiyan laughed, and in an instant, she explained the source of sleeping pills seriously.

"I just came back from jet lag, and it was a bit painful. I mentioned it casually, and Aunt Hong prepared a bottle of medicine for me and kept it in the medicine box. I went out this morning and found that my high heels were rubbing my feet. When I went to look for band-aids, I might have forgotten to pack them Get up... who knows it will scare you."

"I'm sorry, Ms. Song Ange..."