Love at the Right Time

Most of the filming of "Yijun Jue" has been carried out, and the men and women in Yihan Law Firm have also become accustomed to the long absence of humanoid coolers in the past two months. Just take it as Wen Qinghan's wedding holiday.

But when the wedding is over, don’t this still have to be a honeymoon?

In a nutshell, he closed the WeChat chat page with Wen Qinghan, thought for a moment, and sent a message to Fu Anran, and then worked at the desk, ready to get off work.

When picking up the car and preparing to leave, Jian Yi held the steering wheel with one hand, touched his ear with the other, and tentatively said: "An Ran, let's eat out tonight. A client made an appointment with me and said that her friend had a problem. I want to consult."

Fu Anran asked amusedly: "Is it just right, you don't have to cook tonight?"

From the last time I vowed to make a meal to treat myself to the present, I simply couldn't find the way. They are just two of them. It doesn't feel too busy to eat hot pot. Call a colleague from the law firm. Wen Qinghan is not there and it is not easy to party.

She really doesn't know how to cook. No matter how to check the information, she feels that she can't get it. She pushed it day by day, and today, it has become an appointment.

"Ahem... If there's nothing, I just have an appointment." Jianyi said solemnly, "I brought someone with me. Isn't that just right? It's more symmetrical."

Fu Anran chuckled, "Yes, it's up to you to arrange."

"By the way, that client is the woman you saw when we were grilling. After a while, you should avoid direct contact with her. I try to move the topic to business affairs and myself." Ms. Zhang's temperament is not at ease, and I don't know if this time she has made a name to create opportunities, but with Fu Anran, she will be somewhat restrained.

"Okay, I know, don't worry."

"Then we are passing now."

The meeting place was in a luxurious restaurant in City B, with an elegant environment and unique design. Just because the kitchen is not isolated separately, but only separated by glass in the dining area, so that every guest can appreciate the cooking process of each dish from beginning to end.

When Jian Yizhi sat down with Fu Anran, the joking words of Ms. Zhang sounded a little unspoken: "It turns out that Lawyer Jian is going to bring this little sister, isn't it the one I saw last time? I didn't expect Jane. The lawyer is really reluctant to let the little sister be alone."

"Hello, my surname is Fu." Fu Anran kept in mind the brief explanation and won't say more.

The strange woman sitting next to Miss Zhang smiled and said, "Lawyer Jian, Lawyer Fu, hello, my surname is Li."

Simply smiled in return, and then replied to Miss Zhang: "Ms. Zhang laughed. Since it is a consultation, then my colleague just has time, so I will call her along by the way, and I'm also taking her with her at the moment."

Miss Zhang smiled, and did not take Fu Anran's arrival to heart. "It's a pity to say that I didn't meet Lawyer Jian on the matter with my ex-husband. I always admire Lawyer Jian very much. Who knows, The one in your law firm who is good at marital lawsuits is actually Attorney Wen."

At this time, the waiter came over to order. After several people ordered a steak, they simply continued the topic: "It is not bad that Lawyer Wen is good at this kind of lawsuit. Ms. Zhang can think so. There are problems with marriage. Families are mostly noisy and noisy, and the average lawyer may not be able to bear this kind of noise. But attorney Wen is different. If she sits there, it may make people feel cold."

She paused and asked, "You said, is this the reason?"

Ms. Li, who came with Ms. Zhang, gave a "puff" and said with some curiosity: "I suddenly became interested in this Lawyer Wen, and it seemed to be quite amazing."

Succinctly smiled deeply and said: "It is generally okay to be curious about lawyers, but it is best not to want to see them, because if you need a lawyer, it is basically not a good thing."

Miss Zhang brushed her hair to add a touch of charm to her already gorgeous appearance, and said to her friend: "Your interest is not right. Look at Lawyer Jian. You want to hear this kind of joke from Lawyer Wen. By the way, it is probably a dream."

"Let's get back to business." In a nutshell, he poured a cup of tea and interrupted lightly. "I heard Miss Zhang said that something happened to Miss Li's house. Please tell me about the specific situation."

"Well, it's like this. My husband's sister is now fifteen years old, I heard her come back..."

There was no interruption during the presentation. The meal lasted for more than an hour. After giving a brief suggestion, several people separated at the entrance of the restaurant.

The sky was already dark, and Fu Anran pulled a brief sleeve on the way to the parking lot, "Senior Sister, is that Miss Zhang interesting to you?"

"Huh? Is it obvious?" Jane turned his head and asked.

"It's not just obvious, but everyone can see it, okay?" Fu Anran asked amusedly. In short, is it emotionally slow?

In short, he put the car key in his palm, and said casually: "Leave her alone, she is not my client, and if she asks me alone, I won't go. It's for business reasons. , I only agreed this time."

"Don't you like her? Or, don't you mean to develop it?" Fu Anran couldn't help her desire to understand Jian Yizhi as she asked more and more deeply.

In a nutshell, I just throw out a sentence: "What's good for development? She is not the type I like."

She really didn't like to scratch her head too much, so she didn't care if she was at home. She looked like a butterfly outside. She believed that she was not attracted by this type.

Fu Anran followed up and asked: "Then what type do you like?"

"Didn't you talk about it last time?" After Jianyi finished speaking, he paused and blinked his eyes a few times, pretending to be angry and pushed Fu Anran's forehead: "Hey, you little girl, If you don’t learn anything bad, learn what to do with warmth and coldness."

Fu Anran smiled and covered her forehead and ran forward for several steps. Under the street lamp, she couldn't see the blush on her face. She turned her head and smiled briefly: "How can I learn? I haven't seen it for so long. A few times with Attorney Guo Wen, you can talk even less. It's obviously your own guilty conscience."

"You are more and more able to fight against me now." Simply put the key ring to your index finger, shook your hand to make the key sing, and then speeded up suddenly, with a smile in your words. "You can't come here anymore. You will pack lunch for the next week, and you will pack dinner."

"Senior sister, you want to escape again..."

The street lamp and moonlight melted into silver on the ground, and the two laughter intertwined, pure and clean.

At the same time, the crew was very efficient tonight. There was no NG for almost the whole show. It was only nine o'clock, and everyone went back to the hotel to rest.

But it was too early, Shi Qingqiu couldn't sleep, and Wen Qinghan too. Shi Qingqiu planned to go through tomorrow's play again, and let Wen Qinghan find her feelings.

"Qing Han, please smile, smile happily, where is our princess with your facial paralyzed face..." Shi Qingqiu gently patted Wen Qinghan's face with both hands with a sad expression, "How can I act like you?"

"Xia Ximiao didn't smile very happily either." Wen Qinghan held the script to Shi Qingqiu with the appearance of the eight classics.

"That's not your facial paralysis." Shi Qingqiu deflated, and sat back on the bed, "In your state, playing my role is almost the same. Basically, it can be regarded as a true character."

Sure enough, the character of Xia Ximiao still resembles Shi Zhaoyi the most. Although Wen Qinghan's appearance is not bad, her temperament is not as soft as Xia Ximiao's to Gu Nian. The gentleness that Wen Qinghan had shown was not the same as the obvious gentleness required in the script.

Wen Qinghan nodded thoughtfully, "I think it's okay, just right, don't you want to feel? Who said you must play your role?"

"You played my role, what shall I do?"

"According to what you are going to shoot, Gu Nian Zhengzhe, on the march, I found a child who was lost with his parents because of the chaos of the war."

Shi Qingqiu curled his lips and looked unsatisfied, "Okay, then I am Xiao Tao Su, let's start with Sister Gu."

Wen Qinghan glanced at the script again, then put the script on the bed, turned his back and walked two steps.

Shi Qingqiu was sitting, just short, she cleared her throat and yelled cheerfully, "Sister Gu!"

Wen Qinghan turned his head back when he heard the words, then turned around and took a step forward. There was a bitter cold air between his brows, and it melted a lot in the moment he looked down and looked at each other.

She bent down slightly and stretched out her hands softly to touch Shi Qingqiu's face, "Little Tao Su, don't you read in your tent, where did you go to play? How many books did you read?"

Her face was very close, Shi Qingqiu graciously rubbed her nose with her nose, and moved a little further, rubbing her cheek sideways, "I read the Book of Songs today, and then I went to see my uncles practicing swords, Gu Sister, when will you teach me to practice sword? You look so good at practicing sword, much better than your uncles."

Wen Qinghan smiled and squeezed Shi Qingqiu's face, "Then tell me, do you like studying or practicing sword?"

Shi Qingqiu's black and bright eyes rolled, thought for a moment, and then said sweetly: "I like them all, I like to study, and I like to practice swords. However, I still like you the most."

Wen Qinghan's heart softened a lot, and she looked at Shi Qingqiu without blinking, knowing that the two of them were just looking for a sense of drama, but when Shi Qingqiu said this, she still couldn't control herself. Heartbeat.

Shi Qingqiu also seemed to understand what feelings this sentence brought to Wen Qinghan, her eyes faded away from the child's innocence when she was looking for feelings, and turned softer.

After a long time, Wen Qinghan clicked on the tip of Qingqiu’s nose and said softly: "When you grow up, I will teach you all my kung fu. My father gave me the silver gun, and That beautiful sword will be reserved for you in the future. You have to study hard, and when you grow up, you can be both civil and military."

Shi Qingqiu smiled slyly, put his arms around Wen Qinghan, rolled over and pressed her onto the bed under Wen Qinghan's startled eyes, and then the elbow of one hand supported her body, and the other hand touched Wen Qinghan. Han's nose, "Why wait for the future? I learned your kung fu today and beat you down."

Wen Qinghan gasped for several breaths before he calmed down, pursed his lips and smiled, sighed in his heart, and said a little helplessly: "Didn't you mean to find the feeling? You broke the feeling of the drama just now, and you want to renew it. coming."

Shi Qingqiu shook his head and lay beside Wen Qinghan, holding the script to his chest, with a melancholy voice: "I don't think I can get along with you. I'll be out in the drama after a while. I have no way to treat you as someone else. Or, when I’m with you, I can’t think of myself as someone else."

Wen Qinghan glanced at Shi Qingqiu indifferently, then reached out and put his arms around her waist, "You can directly say that I have good acting skills, talent, and suitable for being an actor."

Shi Qingqiu threw the script away, stretched out his hand to pinch Wen Qinghan’s face, and said a few words amusedly: "Attorney Wen, you are starting to be narcissistic again. You start to praise your acting skills in front of me. Did not put me in the eyes?"

Wen Qinghan held Shi Qingqiu's hand, and the ring finger of Shi Qingqiu's right hand was bare. She suddenly remembered some unpopular gossip she had seen on the Internet during this period, and thought to herself that it was time to add something to this place.

She retracted her thoughts, and pressed a small smile on her lips, "Did I put you in my eyes, don't you know?"

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous. Shi Qingqiu's eyes dodged, biting his lip and couldn't hide his shame. When Wen Qinghan approached, he directly buried his head in Wen Qinghan's neck.

After calming down for a while, Shi Qingqiu smiled and said in a low voice: "Attorney Wen, I think you are eating my tofu."

Wen Qinghan was noncommittal, when Shi Qingqiu heard a warmth and breath in her ear, it was Wen Qinghan who was smiling.

"Knocking"

The knock on the door interrupted the charm at this moment. Wen Qinghan let go of the handle and helped Shi Qingqiu up, tidying up each other's clothes and hair, and his expression returned to the coldness he had seen in the past.

Shi Qingqiu got up and said, "I'll open the door."

Wen Qinghan let out an "um" and continued reading Qingqiu's script when he picked it up.