Captured by her hidden husband in a love affair

Lian Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and made a concession: "I'll rush back to the Imperial Capital after the filming."

"Okay." Qin Yanqian agreed.

For a moment, both fell into silence.

"Hang up first? I'm going to get off the car." Lian Xuan looked at the gradually familiar street scene around her, and it was already very close to the hotel where she lived before.

"Okay, see you later." Qin Yanqian hung up neatly, probably the research center had another visitor.

The phone screen automatically returned to the main interface, and Lian Xuan stared at it for a few seconds.

She used to think that there would never be any interaction with Shang Jing again.

She refused to go to any entertainment in the aristocratic circle of the aristocratic family, avoiding Shang Jing as much as possible.

But I never expected to meet again in Lianzong.

The entertainment industry is so big and there are so many artists, why did she just meet Shang Jing again?

Maybe the so-called fate is really controlled by gods.

Lian Xuan is rarely superstitious.

Letting go of distracting thoughts for now, Lian Xuan turned his head and patted Rong Can's shoulder twice, "Rong Can, wake up, I'm going to get out of the car later, I'm prone to catch a cold just after waking up."

"Huh?" The man's voice was hoarse just after waking up, his tone rose slightly, and his eyes opened slowly, showing a little confusion.

It seemed that he had just slept soundly.

It's good that Rong Can doesn't hear it.

Lian Xuan's heartbeat slowed down, he took out a mask from his pocket and put it on, "Get out of the car soon."

Entering the urban area is no different than being in the suburbs.

The number of Rong Can's fans is too large, it is easy to be recognized, and there are often paparazzi in this hotel, it is really not safe.

The young man's brows and eyes were lazy, he put on his coat unhurriedly, and wrapped the scarf around him, only revealing a pair of sparkling and clear eyes outside.

"Master, let's drive the car to the underground garage." She leaned in front of the window and looked at it. There were quite a few people coming and going at the door at nine o'clock at this time.

Maybe there is a paparazzi cat somewhere.

"Okay." The driver readily agreed.

"My assistant has extended my hotel stay for the whole day. Would you like to stay there first?" Lian Xuan turned around to look at Rong Can, "I'm going to the airport at noon."

Rong Can pursed the corner of her lower lip lightly, her tone was lazy and she was not interested: "Yeah."

Lian Xuan thought about it, probably because he was disturbed, and he was a little angry about getting up, but he couldn't show it.

She simply stopped talking.

The driver parked the car in the underground parking lot, got out of the car first, and helped Lian Xuan take the suitcase out of the trunk.

Lian Xuan held on to the trunk lever, looked around and didn't see any suspicious person, so he was relieved, turned around and opened the car door, "It should be safe, come down."

"Okay." Rong Can stepped forward with long legs and stood beside her.

"Let's go—" Before Lian Xuan finished speaking, he was hugged into his arms by a big hand.

The bridge of his nose suddenly bumped into Rong Can's chest, and it hurt a little, and he was surrounded by the rich fragrance of plants and trees on his body in an instant.

Her back stiffened, and the next second she realized the intention of Rong Can's move, she lowered her voice: "Someone secretly took pictures?"

"Well, don't move." Rong Can's hand was still around her waist, the heat from the palm continuously penetrated through the clothes and stained her skin, it was scorching hot.

This is not the first time that Lian Xuan has been photographed with male counterparts.

In the past, she was also photographed during small gatherings of the crew.

But for some reason, this time I was unspeakably nervous.

Lian Xuan couldn't help but grabbed Rong Can's clothes, and urged in a low voice: "The paparazzi haven't left yet? Then how do we get into the hotel?"

"There is no one in the direction of the elevator, so turn around and walk." Rong Can held the suitcase with one hand, turned around, and blocked her with himself, "Turn around."

"Oh." Lian Xuan quickly turned around under his cover, and walked towards the elevator with the suitcase and Rong Can.

After entering the elevator and pressing the floor to go to, the heart in the chest was still beating wildly.

Lian Xuan raised his eyes and stared at Rong Can for a few seconds.

If He Rongcan was photographed, she would probably get angry again when she turned around.

Well, the kind that gets scolded.

But thinking about it, the reason why she was so nervous was because she was afraid that her hidden marriage with Rong Can would be found out.

I flicked my toes unconsciously twice, and an inexplicable thought popped up in my heart: If you get divorced, don't you have to worry about it?
But the idea was quickly rejected by herself.

Let's not talk about how to deal with the family, let's talk about Rong Can's face that perfectly matches her aesthetics and experience, and her cooking skills that perfectly match her taste...

If you can stay as a life partner, you won't lose anything!
The security measures in the hotel are better than those in the parking lot. Lian Xuan and Lian Xuan never met any suspicious people until they swiped their cards to enter the door.

Lian Xuan casually pushed the suitcase to the window, and nestled into the sofa, his eyes fell on Rong Can.

With cold white and slender fingers, the young man unbuttoned the buttons without haste, and hung the coat and scarf on the rack.

He only wore a fleece black bottoming shirt underneath, and the high collar was turned down casually by him, revealing the delicate skin of his neck, which was faintly glowing under the fluorescent lamp.

"Rong Can." Lian Xuan called his name softly.

He looked sideways, patiently waiting for her follow-up.

"You should have been photographed, right?" She twisted her fingertips unconsciously, her tone was low, "If I observe carefully, maybe I will find the paparazzi who is hiding."

"If you are photographed, you will be photographed." The man leaned lightly against the table, standing loosely and calmly, "What are you afraid of?"

Lian Xuan grabbed the corner of the pillow in his arms, his eyelids drooping, "The paparazzi are very good at gossip, they will say that after the end of the romance drama, the actor Rong met a mysterious woman privately at the Shashi Hotel, and they went in and out together. It seems that the relationship was exposed."

She even helped the paparazzi think of news headlines.

Rong Can laughed very softly, "You seem to have read gossip a lot."

"Who is not a melon eater now." Lian Xuan said with a bitter face, "This time I have become a melon owner."

"I didn't get a picture of you." Rong Can looked at her with downcast eyes, the corners of her thin red lips slightly raised.

"I haven't been photographed now, but it doesn't mean I won't be photographed when I go to the airport at noon. The paparazzi are too good at squatting." She leaned back weakly, and her head grew dizzy just thinking about it.

There is an essential difference between the cp speculation in Lianzong and Rongcan, and being photographed in the same frame as Rongcan outside Lianzong.

The marketing account can write about her and Rongcan.

"And today I'm sorry for you." She sighed again, "I should have been more cautious, and I should have cut off the possibility of this problem from the source, and we shouldn't have taken a car into the city .”

"Or, just tell the marketing account that we did a fake show?" Rong Can casually suggested.

"No." Lian Xuan categorically objected without even thinking about it, "Who can produce feelings in just one episode? It must be love at first sight."

Ok……

It seems to be strange for her.

Isn't she just interested in seeing Rong Can?
Rong Can is really too good-looking.

"In other words, we are on the romance show for the official announcement." Rong Can spoke slowly.