Where the warm sun does not fall

Chapter 4

Within a few days, there were many gossips announcing Shengshi Jinghua's starring lineup. When Qin Nuanyang saw it on Weibo, he glanced at the script at hand, and involuntarily curled his lips.

It's only been a year since she debuted, but her momentum is strong. Now there are people who win Shengshi Jinghua, and there are people who applaud.The Internet is full of news about her, and soon someone picked up the news about the dinner in S City, but it was only a few words covered up in a large amount of speculation.

Qin Nuanyang stayed at home and read the script from beginning to end, went to Li Ao's to discuss the script with him, and then got busy taking makeup photos.

Li Ao has been playing the leading role in a tight-lipped manner, and when the reporter asked about it, he practiced Tai Chi, and his tone was very tight.

When the official announcement of the makeup photos, the starring lineup can be considered to be completely finalized.

When Qin Nuanyang went to take makeup photos that day, he had a face-to-face with Li Han, and when they met again, it was at the launch conference.Then she suddenly understood the meaning of what Tang Zechen said at the dinner that day: "If you are interested, you must cultivate it well, and you can't rush it."

Li Han dropped one level and became the third male supporting role, not to mention his appearance rate, it was because of Li Ao that he could appear in the opening press conference.

This change seemed to be nothing, but subconsciously, everyone looked at her differently.

Qin Nuanyang took the coat that Miya handed over and put it on her shoulders, glanced at Li Han who followed Li Ao into the car, thinking about what Qin Zhaoyang said that day, he felt that his mind was in a mess.

What really caused Qin Nuanyang's chaos was the few photos that Shengshi Jinghua released not long after it turned on the phone. It was a photo of her and Tang Zechen that night at the dinner party in S City.

The makeup artist was touching up her makeup, so she swipe her fingers to flip through Weibo, and of course she saw herself as the number one most searched person, but when she clicked on it, her expression changed slightly.

One is a photo of her standing side by side with Tang Zechen, and the other is a photo of her getting into the car afterwards. In the photo, her face is clearly captured, but Tang Zechen's is too blurry to see clearly.But I can understand it after thinking about it. When breaking the news, you should also pay attention to your safety. If Tang Zechen's face is not covered with a mosaic, it is estimated that the photos will not come out.

She had a lot of thoughts, but in the end, she just suppressed it secretly, with a calm expression on her face.

On the other hand, Li Han, when he was playing with her in the afternoon, he said, "Have you hooked up?"

She was reading her lines, her brows were furrowed, and she looked over coldly. "What did you say?"

Li Han pursed his lips and smiled, and waited for the makeup artist to pack up his things and go out before he lay back and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "Everyone was watching when Mr. Tang handed you the room card that night. What do you think I'm talking about?"

Qin Nuanyang stared at him for a while, then casually put the script on the table, took a sip from his teacup, "Your parents gave you this mouth just for you to gossip?"

Li Han's face turned green immediately, "This place is half my territory..."

"So?" She interrupted him, with some impatience in her eyes, "If it's because Mr. Tang cut your character, you don't have to target me. What can I do?"

Li Han obviously didn't think much and said along the way: "You brought funds into the group..." Halfway through the words, he was already hurting himself.

He just said that this place is half of his territory, and now he mentioned that she brought money into the crew, and he obviously understood that Qin Nuanyang had something to say in this crew, and his face became more and more ugly.

Qin Nuanyang poured him a cup of tea slowly, and slowly pushed it over, "Drink tea."

Her face was calm, but she was already gnashing her teeth in her heart.Seeing his gloomy expression and not speaking, he became more and more calm and waited for him to be unable to sit still.As expected, he didn't make her wait long, Li Han opened the cup of tea and went out.

Just as Miya was about to come in, she was bumped into and asked inexplicably, "Did you quarrel?"

Qin Nuanyang's face turned cold, and he threw the phone over, "Give me an appointment with Mr. Tang for dinner! Just tonight!"

Miya held the phone in her hands, dumbfounded, "Can...can I make an appointment..."

"Just say that Qin Nuanyang came to make an apology, and he will meet."

Tang Zechen has so many things to do every day, and he still has time to answer the phone call to his assistant himself.

When Miya heard that the deity almost didn't crash, she glanced at Qin Nuanyang who was listening to the director's lecture from a distance, and then said: "Mr. Tang, right? I'm Nuanyang's manager."

"En." He responded without urging, and patiently waited for the other side to continue talking.

"My family's Nuanyang is ignorant and offended, Mr. Tang, don't be as knowledgeable as her."

Tang Zechen raised his eyebrows, and suddenly asked, "Did she tell you that?"

"Ah?" Miya was taken aback for a moment, and then she realized that she didn't speak official language to him and pointed out the topic directly, "Nuanyang is just resting at night, and I want to invite Mr. Tang out for a meal to apologize. I don't know if Mr. Tang is free. ?”

The other end was probably asking the assistant if he had dinner tonight, and after a while, it was his assistant who answered the phone.

Miya wrote down the name of the guild hall and hung up the phone, and then found that her palms were already wet.

On the way to the guild hall, Miya kept admonishing her anxiously, telling her to be careful when speaking, and telling her not to suffer, and finally asked her anxiously if she wanted to call Qin Zhaoyang.

Qin Nuanyang has been silently looking out of the window, only then turned her head when she heard this, "Don't tell brother."

When she reached the entrance of the TC clubhouse, she waved for Miya to go first, and she would go back by herself after dinner.

Tang Zechen hadn't arrived yet, but he had already arranged for a waiter to take her to his VIP box.

As soon as the waiter opened the door, Qin Nuanyang was slightly stunned.

As soon as you enter this box, you will be greeted with a faint aroma of sandalwood, and you can see the calligraphy and painting hanging in the middle of the wall at a glance.There is also a volume of screens and mangosteen ink paintings on the bottom. Looking at them, I feel that these are as graceful and elegant as that person, with a face like a crown jade.

Qin Nuanyang spent more time with the old man than with her parents when she was young. The old man liked to play with antique calligraphy and paintings. She had been fascinated by it since she was a child, and she liked it very much.I usually go out to play, and I also like to go to the ancient town, and I feel that the ancient things have a unique charm.

The old man said that she did not forget her roots, and also taught her with all her heart, that when crossing thousands of rivers and traveling thousands of miles, she must remember the things of her ancestors.

She dared not forget, and never forgot.

So stepping in here, the whole body is relaxed, a lot more comfortable.

Just as she was approaching the calligraphy and painting on the wall, a calm and lazy voice sounded behind her, "How is it here?"

As soon as Qin Nuanyang turned her head, she saw Tang Zechen lazily leaning against the door, wearing a dark gray suit with a white shirt buttoned up meticulously.

She looked back at the calligraphy and painting on the wall again, and said meaningfully: "Good thing."

Tang Zechen looked over, a smile flashed in his eyes, but his voice was still flat, "Know the goods."

When ordering food, Qin Nuanyang ordered an extra bottle of red wine.Tang Zechen looked up at her, motioned for the waiter to bring the red wine from his collection, and said nothing more.Instead, after ordering, the waiter stepped back and called Tang Zechen respectfully the boss.

Qin Nuanyang was taken aback, and his heart thumped.She originally thought that this place was a good place for privacy, and it was only a place Tang Zechen often came to for private dinners, but she didn't expect that this clubhouse actually belonged to him, and she just let her know about it...

Tang Zechen was playing with the string of Buddhist beads on the table, while paying attention to the movement on her side.There was always a faint smile on his lips, which seemed full of patience.

After the red wine was served, Qin Nuanyang personally went to the side cabinet to get three wine glasses. After filling them up, he just wanted to talk, but now he didn't want to listen anymore.Slowly picked up a few chopsticks of food for her and put them into her bowl, and said in a calm voice, "If you want to make amends, fill in some food first, I don't want to see you so drunk that you don't even know where your home is."

Hearing this, Qin Nuanyang felt a chill run down her spine, and she only had a meal with him, even with so many people.He even paid attention to her poor drinking capacity, so what else does he not know?
Her heart was tense, but she always had a decent smile on her face, and slowly ate the food he picked up one bite at a time.Seeing that he finally put down his chopsticks, he raised his wine glass to greet him, "I'm here to make amends tonight, but Mr. Tang wasted a good bottle of wine."

Tang Zechen didn't speak, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, once and again, very rhythmically.

She closed her eyes and didn't look at it, and swallowed it in one gulp, choking until her whole throat was burning.She covered her lips, secretly suppressed the bitterness in her mouth, and picked up the second cup...

Until the third cup, he didn't let go at all. Qin Nuanyang cursed that he was purely looking for abuse tonight. After being so stimulated by Li Han, he came over with a feverish head, and fell down again with trembling hands a cup.

The scarlet wine fell on the table under the dim light and reflected a clear light, she looked through this light, there seemed to be something different in his eyes, but she couldn't see anything specifically , I only know that he has no intention of stopping it for the time being, and he simply raises his head and wants to drink it down again.

Just as the wine glass was touching her lips, he suddenly raised his hand and clasped her wrist.

The full red wine couldn't stop for a moment, swirled along the rim of the glass, spilled a little, landed on the back of his hand, and dripped down on the table along his clear joint lines.

The skin of the place he held was close to each other, and the warmth of each other was carried in a moment, so hot that it was a little hot.

She blinked, as if she didn't understand what he meant.

"Three glasses is enough." His voice was deep and clear, extraordinarily magnetic, and it seemed to her that there was some faint temptation.

He glanced at the wine on the back of his hand, frowned in displeasure, then raised his chin to signal her to look at the tissue in her hand, "Draw some here."

While speaking, the hand holding her was finally released.

She put down the cup, took out a tissue and handed it over, but he didn't intend to take it, and looked at her as a matter of course.

Qin Nuanyang was silent, held his cool fingertips with one hand, and wiped off the sticky wine stains on the back of his hands with a tissue in the other.

It seemed that he seemed to be in a good mood. She thought about it and asked, "Is Mr. Tang satisfied with tonight?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she was taken aback for a moment, why did the words come out so ambiguously...

Tang Zechen raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes, "It's just three glasses of wine, Miss Qin wouldn't be so naive as to think that we can write things off, right?"

(End of this chapter)