The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the Lantern Festival. On the day of the performance, Shen Manzhi arrived at the Liyuan at six o'clock in the morning, and Yilin happened to get out of the car. Jian Jia lowered the window, looked at the people getting out of the car, whistled, and looked at the two people opposite him teasingly, "A little goodbye is better than a wedding." Shen Manzhi raised his eyebrows slightly. Ever since they started talking to Jian Jia, the two of them occasionally bumped into each other in the opera house, and their relationship was as simple as a nod and a face-to-face meeting. Qin Yanfeng stood behind Shen Manzhi, gently pressing his hand on the woman's waist, "Brother is also coming to the capital." Shen Manzhi saw Jian Jia obviously stunned for a moment, then put her fair hands on the steering wheel and smiled, "Let's go first." Shen Manzhi raised his eyes and looked at the person behind him, "Aren't they... divorced?" "You said before that they seem to be inseparable. Is it possible that it's just a one-sided dislike?" Shen Manzhi was puzzled. Qin Yanfeng led her inside and whispered, "If you are interested in them, I will tell you about them tonight."
Shen Manzhi didn't answer, and the hand he was holding felt hot. After the show, she was leaving, maybe no more nights. After entering the backstage, the eyes of the people around her focused on her almost instantly. The recent public opinion had indeed had a great impact, and Shen Manzhi didn't pay much attention to it. After determining the final performance sequence and completing the rehearsal in the morning, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon. Chi Mu ordered lunch for everyone from his five-star hotel, and took a short rest in the afternoon to prepare for the performance. Shen Manzhi had just come out of the dressing room. His broken hair on his temples was a little soaked from the morning's rehearsals, and his cheeks were a little rosy. He looked very charming after last night's aftermath. Qin Yanfeng sat on the corner of the sofa in the hall, casually wrapping the black rope around his wrist and looking at her. "Teacher Shen, your meal." A staff member was worried about the late teacher who had not received the lunch box, so he stepped forward and handed one to Shen Manzhi. "Thank you." Shen Manzhi took the lunch box, holding disposable chopsticks in his mouth and preparing to tear it apart. He had been busy all morning and was a little hungry. In a blink of an eye, he saw Qin Yanfeng alone in the corner. Because she was coming to the Liyuan, she got up early. Qin Yanfeng couldn't help but follow her after packing to send her over. Is this, you have been waiting for her all morning? Of course he didn't get the lunch box. She blinked, put down her chopsticks, and walked up to Chi Mu, who was watching the rehearsal replay. "I'm going out to have a meal." "Go on, go on," Chi Mu had no intention of paying attention to her, "Hey, wait..." He glanced at the lunch box, watching her hesitate to speak, thinking of the three official Weibo posts yesterday afternoon that made netizens unprepared, and then glanced at the man in the corner. Forget it, the couple must have communicated.
So he changed his words, "Isn't this enough for you?" Shen Manzhi didn't notice Chi Mu's hesitation, "Well, I'm picky about food." As she walked out, she called Qin Yanfeng, "Let's go, let's eat." Qin Yanfeng drove, and Shen Manzhi pulled on his seat belt and fastened it, "You can go back after dinner." "What are your plans for the afternoon?" "Get some sleep and wait for the show tonight." At the traffic light at the intersection, Qin Yanfeng slowed down and stopped, "Well, I'll wait for you." "What are you waiting for me to do..." "So will you leave after the show?" Shen Manzhi's movements of pulling up the phone were slightly frozen, and he felt the gazes of people around him. Before he could speak, he heard him talking to himself again. "Just like last New Year's Eve, I left quietly." There were still thirty seconds left before the red light. Qin Yanfeng withdrew his gaze and looked forward, "Shen Manzhi..." He wanted to say something, but suddenly found that he had no qualifications to keep her, and there was no reason to show weakness, so he accused her... Shen Manzhi waited for a long time but did not hear what he said next. Instead, there was an urging horn sound from behind. The unspoken words followed the sound of the car's horn and drove into traffic again. Shen Manzhi found a restaurant he used to frequent. The chef was good at Huaicheng cuisine. She came out to use the bathroom and leaned against the front desk to pay. Across the long corridor, she saw a familiar figure being pulled against the dim balcony. She had brought Jing Mo to this restaurant many times. When walking back, the curtains on both sides of the balcony were opened. Jingmo walked out of it, swung his handbag back, and faced Shen Manzhi face to face. He didn't even have time to take back the anger in his eyes. "Zhizhi..." Jingmo was about to ask her why she was here. The man behind him came out and adjusted his wrists and cuffs, and also saw the person in front of him. "Hey, sister-in-law." This sister-in-law shout was extremely frivolous. After all, Wei Song had been irritating Qin Yanfeng at the door of Qin Yanfeng's ward two days ago. Shen Manzhi glanced at Jing Mo's reddish lips, "Have you eaten yet? Do you want to come together?" "I've eaten," Jingmo raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his lips, "I'm leaving now. I'll see you later." Jing Mo left with the bag, and Wei Song stood there and glanced at her slowly, "A Yan issued a statement for you, which surprised me. I didn't expect that the Qin family and the Huo family also issued statements one after another, which is quite rare. " The Qin family and the Huo family? Yesterday, I only knew that Qin Yanfeng posted an official announcement on Weibo. Is there any follow-up that she didn't know about? "Huo family?" "Ayan's mother's surname is Huo." Shen Manzhi's eyes narrowed slightly. Wei Song saw her stunned and sneered, "The Huo family, the hidden power in the capital, for A Yan's sake, went out to clarify the scandal for you personally."
Yesterday was a ridiculous afternoon. Shen Manzhi, who did not understand the follow-up to the scandal, had no idea about it. "The media was hyping up this matter like crazy last night. The spearhead that was originally directed at you is now directed at Ayan." Shen Manzhi didn't say anything. Wei Song thought she had a guilty conscience, "Do you know what is said on the Internet? They say that he is willing to be cuckolded but also wants to give you a status... and what's even worse, Ayan has feelings for you, I will address you with respect. He’s called sister-in-law, but why have you ever thought about him?” Shen Manzhi suddenly looked at him, his eyes cold and dry. "The scandal has been clarified. If you turn a blind eye, you are obviously biased against me." She was neither humble nor arrogant, staring at him and saying word by word, "What's more, who should I prove to for something I haven't done? You are his friend, and you are protecting him and accusing me. I can understand it, but please also find out the facts." The truth, and then show the brotherhood." Wei Song frowned slightly and tightened his mouth when he saw Shen Manzhi taking two steps in front of him. "On the other hand, you, Master Wei, are engaged, but you are still stalking others. There are such good examples around you, but you haven't learned anything from them." She retorted, of course she had to get back the losses she suffered. After saying that, she turned around and walked away. Wei Song clenched his fists and said extremely coldly, "Ask yourself, what have you done for him?" Shen Manzhi paused for half a second, then turned the corner and entered the bathroom. She had never had any interactions with Qin Yanfeng's friends, except for Zhou Mi who came up to him for scolding. She had even less contact with Wei Song, and mostly heard about it from Jing Mo. She didn't care about fighting for her brother's injustice, but she couldn't bear to confuse right and wrong. She wet her cheeks with cold water and wiped the water on her face with a tissue. When she came out again, Wei Song had disappeared from the corridor. I walked to the front desk and asked the waiter to get a pack of cigarettes. She leaned sideways on the carved stone pillar, tore open the package and took one in her mouth. "Do you need a lighter?" The girl at the front desk looked at her with a smile. Her eyelashes moved slightly and her voice was vague, "No need." The next second, the cigarette was taken out of his mouth. Qin Yanfeng stood beside her and lowered his head, "There is a performance tonight, why are you still smoking?" Shen Manzhi's figure was slouched, and even when he looked up at him, he looked a little more deserted. [Ask yourself, what have you done for him? 】 If you really think about it, she had done one thing and turned a blind eye to his feelings, so she wouldn't have left when the time came, and she still made him obsessed with her. If you don’t start, you won’t forget it. "Are you done eating?" Qin Yanfeng looked at her expression carefully. She had been out of the private room for too long. He thought something had happened, so he looked for her and came out. Unexpectedly, he saw that she was in a very bad state. He clearly had a world-weary and violent look, as if he would stick out his fangs at any moment, just like every time before.
I didn't expect this to be what she said. "Well, where to rest?" Shen Manzhi straightened up and said, "Let's go to a hotel near Liyuan." After going back to the private room to get their clothes, the two of them walked out, and the sound of taking photos could be heard vaguely from around them. Shen Manzhi looked calm and walked out of the hotel first. After getting in the car, Qin Yanfeng handed her a box of something. She lowered her eyes and saw that it was throat lozenges. In the morning, I started singing again and rehearsing. Although my voice was not hoarse, it was a little dry. She took a piece in her mouth, but silently sighed in her heart, "Thank you." Sorry, dears, I caught a second cold and felt so uncomfortable that I almost died. I can only make it a little bit worse.