his little milk apricot

Chapter 28
After Yaoxing finished speaking, he felt it was unrealistic even if he thought about it.

Because Qi Feng, a person who is so strict about the quality of movies and the acting skills of actors, how could he let a vase with nothing but appearances bring money into the group.

Besides, apart from the [-] million given by Xie Yinlan, she didn't have any extra money to spend on her.

Moreover, Qi Feng was the future successor of the Qi family in the imperial capital, and he had no shortage of money to invest.

So if you want to conquer him, you can only rely on your acting skills.

However, I'm afraid that he is a "faint king" and will favor his white moonlight.

The more Yaoxing thought about it, the more clueless she became: "Forget it, whatever, we'll talk about it after the audition."

Before Han Su could mutter another word, Yaoxing pressed down the call and ended the call. His furry head was buried in the bed, and he continued to catch up on his sleep.

...

The sunlight dispelled the last trace of darkness in the room, staining the pure white sheets like champagne-colored roses, surrounding the man who was lying beside the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep alone.

Xie Yinlan put her fingers on her forehead, feeling such a headache and suffering for the first time.

Especially after reading the book he brought back from the library last night, his mind is now full of thoughts about practicing Yaoxing.

However, Yaoxing even ran to Hengcheng.

"I can't celebrate my birthday? I don't want any gifts?" Xie Yinlan picked up her phone, stared at the WeChat list, poked Yaoxing's funny avatar with her fingertips, and murmured to herself.

He accidentally tapped twice, and Yaoxing's profile picture shook, and a line of small gray words popped up in the chat box: I patted "Yaoxing".

Yaoxing was sitting in the car temporarily rented by Han Su, preparing to rush to the film school in Hengcheng for an audition. She happened to see Xie Yinlan patting her. She was confused, pinched the soy milk in her left hand, and immediately forgot to drink it. .

[Why are you filming me? 】

Yaoxing was stunned for a while, then raised his finger to type.

Xie Yinlan was a moment late before replying with two words: [hand error]

Yaoxing: "..."

Yaoxing was speechless for a moment, then continued typing while holding her cell phone: [Then you are really good. It was so early in the morning that you made a special trip to WeChat to change my profile picture.This is not what the superior Mr. Xie would do. 】

Xie Yinlan: "..."

Sharp teeth and sharp mouth.Xie Yinlan couldn't help but be amused and simply patted her a few more times.

Yaoxing: "..."

Yaoxing was too lazy to type, so she directly said: "Is this fun?" Childish.

Xie Yinlan didn't answer her question, but said suddenly: "Come back tonight, I will celebrate your birthday in advance."

Yaoxing curled her fingers slightly, hesitated for two or three seconds, re-edited the text and asked clearly: [Should you celebrate my birthday in advance, or give me money to celebrate my birthday? 】

After all, last year, he asked He Lin to transfer 199972021 to her. It is said that this string of numbers is her birth date plus age, good guy.

But it's undeniable that she quite likes the way he is.

【in advance】

Xie Yinlan sent two cold words.

Yaoxing suddenly shriveled up and said without interest: "Then there is no need for you to celebrate my birthday. I have to audition in Hengcheng today, and it's impossible to rush back. Then, I have to choose a location here. If you set up a studio, you won’t be able to go back for a year and a half.”

After Xie Yinlan patiently listened to the speech that lasted for more than [-] seconds, his eyes darkened instantly.

"Can't the studio be located in Nicheng?" Although she was asked to be Mrs. Xie at home, Xie Yinlan still couldn't really control her because her little legs were so good at jumping and running.

However, in the final analysis, more or less, it was him who indulged her too much and wanted to support her in the career she wanted to do.

"It's not that you can't choose Neicheng. It's just that Hengcheng is home to film industry giants. Many film and television media companies are gathered here. It's easy to contact us if you want to collaborate on something."

This was the first time Yaoxing spoke to him in a serious discussion tone.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Xie Yinlan's tone didn't sound sullen or angry, but he couldn't hide a trace of fatigue.

Yao Xing dug her fingernails at the edge of the phone case and pressed the phone with a squeak: "...Did you not sleep well last night?"

"En." Xie Yinlan pressed her browbones, and said a word in a low voice.

"Oh." Yaoxing took a sip of soy milk and did not continue the topic.

This kind of appetizing feeling of wanting to care but not caring about it completely made Xie Yinlan feel a little stuffy in his chest.

He was upset and irritable for a while, quit WeChat and called He Lin.

"Check, what time is the latest flight to Hengcheng tonight."

(End of this chapter)