Did the playwright couple get divorced today?

Chapter 542 Shen Du: "We are a legal couple, and we are not having an affair. What's wrong with sending a kiss photo?"

Nan Song blinked: "Since my fans like to see the two of us in the same frame so much, how about we give them some benefits?"

Shen Du didn't understand for a while: "What benefits?"

Nan Song moved his lips and was about to explain, but Shen Du made up his mind.

His eyes lit up, full of hope: "Will my wife take a kiss photo with me and post it on Weibo for everyone to see?"

What Nan Song wanted to say had already reached the edge of his mouth and he swallowed it abruptly, almost slipping his tongue.

".Ah, no, I just wanted to take a picture of breakfast on this table."

The small flame in Shen Du's eyes went out instantly.

His eyes drooped slightly, and he glanced at the things on the table with disgust: "Breakfast? What's so good about breakfast? What does breakfast represent?"

"This is obviously for two people, which means we have breakfast together!"

Shen Du's expression was still calm, as if he lacked interest.

"Whatever, I'm not interested."

"Then what are you more interested in?" Nan Song asked.

Shen Du looked at her, was silent for two seconds, then pouted at Nan Song: "This, I'm more interested in this."

Nan Song thought for a moment, and said his own thoughts: "Is it too high-profile to post a kiss photo directly on Weibo?"

Shen Du looked at her with eyes like looking at a fool.

"We are a legal couple, and we're not having an affair. What's wrong with sending a kiss photo?"

Nan Song: "."

It's not necessary to make an analogy like this, it's weird.

In the end, Nan Song still did not compromise.

Because she thinks it's just having breakfast together, and it's enough to have a photo that shows that the two of them are indeed together.

After all, sending kiss photos is still a bit too tired and crooked.

So, Nan Song finally took advantage of Shen Du's inattention, and took a picture of his sideways reflection on the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

At the moment of freezing, Shen Du just raised his eyes and looked at her, with the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

Even if it's just a reflection reflected by a glass window, you can still see the doting smile in his eyes when he looked at her.

After morning tea, Nan Song, who had already been preparing for the shooting in the studio, was still immersed in the photo he took and couldn't extricate himself.

The little makeup artist next to her who was touching up her makeup saw her staring at the screen of the phone with a smirk, and finally couldn't help asking, "Mr. Nan, what are you looking at?"

"Look at my husband." Nan Song responded casually.

After all, the staff in the program group are all in the entertainment industry, so they play a lot of Weibo on weekdays.

Most people in the program group know that the two of them were on the hot search together this morning, and the makeup artist girl is one of the CP fans.

"Mr. Nan, you and Boss Shen are so affectionate. Seeing how sweet you are, I believe in love again."

Nan Song looked at himself in the mirror after finishing his makeup, and then at the little makeup artist girl, smiling brightly.

"Little friend, love itself is not worth trusting. The only thing worth trusting is the reliable person."

Although Nan Song said this with a smile, he seemed a little unscrupulous.

But for some reason, the makeup artist girl always felt that this was a rather profound piece of advice.

She paused for a moment while powdering Nan Song, then took out her mobile phone from her bag and started typing.

Nan Song was curious: "What are you doing?"

The little girl didn't look up, and replied while typing: "I think Mr. Nan, what you said just now makes sense, so I have to record it in the memo first, lest I forget it myself."

Nan Song: "."

Before the recording officially started, she posted that Weibo.

Copywriting——

[Thank you, Mr. Shen, for flying over to accompany me to have breakfast. 】

The accompanying picture is an exquisite photo of morning tea in bright light and rich colors.

Nan Song's photography skills have always been good, especially when taking food photos. Even if she doesn't use a camera, she can still take pictures of food through the lens of a mobile phone, which makes people feel appetizing.

Coupled with the picture of Shen Du looking at her with a smile in the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling window, the atmosphere of the whole Weibo was instantly filled.

The more Nan Song watched, the more satisfied she was, and she put her right index finger on the "Send" button in the upper right corner.

Just as I was about to click, I suddenly remembered something.

She stopped, and after thinking for a second, she added a red chubby little heart emoticon in the Weibo emoticon library at the end of the copy.

I don't think so, once this little love is added, she instantly has the feeling that the entire screen of her mobile phone is gurgling and bursting with pink bubbles.

Phew, send.

Over there, the cameramen have already adjusted the machine.

Nan Song put away his phone contentedly, and devoted himself to his day's work seriously.
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During the whole day, Shen Du was in the hotel room dealing with work matters, besides approving various contracts, he just kept replying to emails.

Even two overseas video conferences were held.

After a whole day, I was so busy that I didn't even have time to go out for lunch, but the hotel staff delivered it directly.

Shen Du didn't know whether he was caring or not, and he was always distracted to think about other things during the process of dealing with work.

As for this "other", it is naturally Nan Song.

For example, he was seriously looking at the contract on the computer, and after a while, Nan Song's smiling face appeared on the screen.

What puzzled him the most was that he had a good communication with the other party on the way of a transoceanic video conference.

As a result, the image of Nan Song coquettishly moaning under him last night instantly came to mind.

At that time, Shen Du's hands trembled, and he almost missed and pressed the hang up button.

But fortunately, people like him have long been used to being indifferent in the business world, so the partners on the video side didn't notice anything unusual.

Later, the video conference was successfully concluded.

Just after hanging up, the huge room suddenly became quiet, and the feeling of longing was magnified and clearer.

If he hadn't experienced it personally, Shen Du would never have known that he and this person were separated by only a few kilometers, and they only separated in the morning and now it's only afternoon——

He was already thinking like crazy.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time on the watch. It was now 05:30, and it would be time for dinner in a while.

Shen Du was thinking about whether to set off now and go directly to the studio center to pick up Nan Song for dinner, while tapping on his phone.

Since he had been dealing with work before, he didn't look at his phone. As soon as he turned it on, several WeChat messages flooded in.

It mainly comes from the group of "two sexy married boys and two young single dogs".

[Tang Yuchuan: @沉渡, I find that you are getting more and more snarky now, if you ask you to come out for a drink, you will push back and forth, and if you fly to accompany Nan Song for dinner, it's too much. 】

(End of this chapter)