An hour ago, Zhou Ziheng was chatting with Zhao Ke, and the other party kept urging him to attend to tonight's art salon.

"I heard that there are many painters and other things at the dinner here." Zhao Ke on the other end of the phone also had a little excitement in his tone, "Maybe there are some beautiful painters."

Speaking of painters, Zhou Ziheng couldn't help but think of that figure in his mind.

"When did you get this?" Zhou Ziheng wore headphones and closed his eyes to look. His event tonight was a Chinese and foreign independent film promotion seminar. He was the only male actor in the 20th generation. The rest were all big names with high-level qualifications and awards. Jiang Yin repeatedly told him that Zhou Ziheng also understood her painstaking efforts, which was paving the way for herself.

Zhao Ke joked on the other end, "I saw your CP on the hot search two days ago, and then I looked carefully at his photos and videos, and I found that the temperament of artistic things is really different, and I can't describe it. And he really looks like a girl, and he is more beautiful than many girls. Hey, does he have a sister? Do you look like him? Introduce me?"

Zhou Ziheng frowned, his tone was too obvious, "Get out of here."

"Just kidding, it's such a pity that this kind of appearance has not grown on a girl." Zhao Ke changed the topic. As a child, he kept teasing him as a little bit of a handle when he was a child. "Hey, you haven't mentioned your first love lady recently, something is wrong."

Zhou Ziheng was a little guilty when he was told about the central matter, "What are you talking about..."

"Really, I haven't heard you talk about it for a long time. It's so uncomfortable." Zhao Ke's tone was humble, "You must have changed your mind."

Zhou Ziheng didn't speak for a long time, but Zhao Ke felt agitation, "Hey... are you okay? Why don't you talk?"

After a while, Zhou Ziheng spoke, "...I ask you, if you knew from the beginning that there was such a person with a chaotic private life, lying, and playing with other people's feelings, especially those who like to abandon people who like him, would you have a good impression of him?"

"What kind of favor do you mean?" Zhao Ke thought in his heart that Zhou Ziheng liked girls, but he felt that he was like a man when he heard this description. He naturally thought of the kind of favor of being friends. "I think we have to talk about this separately. Don't have many such people in our circle? If you like to play, don't treat others with sincerity. The young master is sick, but I think it doesn't prevent you from being friends. Some people are very bad about their relationship, but they are loyal. All of them are different."

Zhou Ziheng knew that Zhao Ke couldn't understand what he said, and he didn't know why he asked him. He just felt that he was in a period of confusion. To be honest, he hated the relationship that he could only count until Xia Xi. He wanted to possess it. This idea grew wildly in his mind like a weed, and was about to drive him crazy.

Why can't he fall in love with himself?

Why did this terrible possessiveness appear on him?

As long as he thinks about Xia Xiqing's past actions, Zhou Ziheng loses confidence. So many people, none of them have retained his heart. How dare he say that he is special? So many people have been sweet and close to him, and even have a deeper relationship than him, but they have lost to Xia Xiqing's sick desire to play.

He has lost, just pretending that he still has a chance to win.

Once his thoughts are exposed, Xia Xiqing may abandon him without hesitation.

If that happens, Zhou Ziheng would rather entangle himself in this false sweet trap. Even if Xia Xiqing and him are just having fun, at least there will be a short time of joy.

"Well, you're right." Zhou Ziheng said a few perfunctorily, but unexpectedly Zhao Ke said again, "That's right, you're so upright, and you probably don't want to hang out with that kind of person. Even the girls you like are that kind of angel-like."

Quan said the opposite of him, and Zhou Ziheng just wanted to remain silent.

Not only did he hang out with that kind of person, he also fell in love with that kind of person.

"Are you here or not? Come and let's go over together."

"I can't go to the meeting, I'm all doing styling now." The stylist started to stym his hair, and the two ended the call.

Who knew that after Zhou Ziheng had just listened to the speech of an Italian director, he received several messages from Zhao Ke. He was a little surprised. It turned out that the event that Xia Xiqing talked about was the same event as the art salon that Zhao Ke talked about?

He was not surprised when he thought about this. It was normal for Xia Xiqing to attend the Art Salon. Now it was his turn to regret it. He had known that he should have gone there if he had received the invitation, but he was too concerned about it at that time. Whether he was a star or a family background, he was too eye-catching. Attending such a place was much more uncomfortable than attending the All-Star red carpet. At least other colleagues could share the attention. In addition, there were other arrangements tonight, so he could only turn it off.

If he knew Xia Xiqing would go, he might not have time to consider these things.

Zhao Ke was sneaking at Xia Xiqing at the banquet and his phone shook.

[Hengheng: Did he go alone?]

[Ke Zi: It seems that yes, I have been alone just now, but he looks too eye-catching. Both men and women come to chat with each other, and I am so busy.]

Seeing the last three words, Zhou Ziheng felt blood rushing into his mind. He could almost imagine the scene where Xia Xiqing made a gentle and elegant look with others.

Those who go to such banquets are people who have a certain understanding of art. Will they have a good conversation with Xia Xiqing and will they hit it off at first sight?

The heart suddenly became manic.

[Hengheng: Who have you all gone? Are there anyone I know?]

Zhao Ke didn't think much about it, looked at the scene and quickly replied to the news.

[Ke Zi: Most of you know it, many of them are from our compound. This one will be done by Zhong Chi, and I also hired some rich second-generation local wealthy people. You don’t know, the luxury car at the door was parked. Fortunately, I drove the most low-key one today, for fear that the report would implicate my father and brother. It would be more fun to be rich second-generation, so I can show off it casually.]

The further he went, Zhou Ziheng was so angry that he became angry.

He didn't know how to ask him to help him stare at him, and he must have thought Zhao Ke was strange, but he also doubted whether Zhao Ke's IQ could understand.

[Hengheng: Xia Xiqing has a simple personality and doesn’t know anything except painting. Please take care of me. If there is anything, you can tell me.]

Zhao Kele is over, what can happen? Let’s talk about it all the way to tell you what to do. Are you a superman who saves the world?

However, Zhao Kebi knew the righteous intention of this young man, and he didn't think it was strange. Moreover, in his heart, Xia Xiqing did meet the word "simple" that Zhou Ziheng said.

OK, he will be a flower protector this time, so be a messenger of grass protectors.

After putting away his phone, he turned around and found that Xia Xiqing was missing. Zhao Ke suddenly became panicked and just agreed to it well, and he slapped the face so quickly.

"Damn where are you going..." Zhao Ke was wandering around with a headless fly, and turned around and bumped into a girl wearing a black velvet suspender dress.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Zhao Ke apologized repeatedly, but found that the girl also looked familiar, "You are..." His mind was blank and he couldn't remember anything. It was obvious that the name was right next to his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the girl laughed first, "I was in this awkward atmosphere that I was familiar with but couldn't call my name all night."

As soon as he heard her voice, Zhao Ke suddenly remembered, "You are Ruan Xiao! Are you right?" When he was on TV, Ruan Xiao always had a sweet style of playing boards, with long chestnut hair gentle and cute. This time his hair was dyed back black, with dark red lips and a black velvet slim long skirt, which almost made a straight man like Zhao Ke not recognize him.

"Where are you here?"

Ruan Xiao raised his chin to the right, "I'm here with my dad."

A bunch of wealthy businessmen gathered on the other end, and Zhao Ke suddenly understood, "Are you Ruan Zhengting's daughter?"

She shrugged and smiled brightly, "You are Director Zhao's son."

"No, no, no, no," Zhao Ke was most afraid of others putting hats on him, so he chatted too hard, and suddenly remembered Zhou Ziheng's instructions, "Oh by the way, have you seen Xia Xiqing?"

"Xia Xiqing?" Ruan Xiao was a little surprised, "Are you talking about Xi Qing who recorded the show with me?"

"Yes." Zhao Ke looked around again, "I saw him just now. Maybe he was invited to be a painter. He was just drinking in the rest area, and a man in a burgundy suit chatted with him. He turned around and saw no one."

Ruan Xiao's face suddenly became a little ugly, "Burgly suit, are you talking about a man who is about the same age as us?"

"Well. He is the only one in the audience who is dressed the most, and the perfume smell is soaring."

A person walked over to him, Ruan Xiao pretended to be affectionate and surrounded Zhao Ke's arm, lowered his voice and said, "You may not know this person. His name is Wei Min. He has a very bad reputation in our circle."

Zhao Ke's face turned hot, and he didn't even hear what Ruan Xiao said. He was taken to a place with few people by Ruan Xiao. Before he could recover, Ruan Xiao let him go.

"He has a very chaotic private life, both men and women, and he likes to keep celebrities and internet celebrities."

He heard it clearly this time. When he recalled Wei Min's attentiveness just now, he frowned, "But... Xia Xiqing can't help but disagree with him."

"This is what I'm worried about." Ruan Xiao's expression was solemn, "He basically made a tough move, using some very inappropriate methods."

"Damn, then I have to find Xia Xiqing quickly."

"I'll be with you."

Zhao Ke was a fool, but he didn't realize that Ruan Xiao didn't ask why he was looking for Xia Xiqing, nor did he ask why Ruan Xiao knew him. He followed Ruan Xiao around the Zhong family mansion and went around the small garden.

Xia Xiqing originally used the excuse of smoking and wanted to leave Wei Min and go to the observation deck by himself, but Wei Min refused to give up and took out a cigar to show her attentiveness. Although he is a rich second generation, he rarely attends such occasions due to family reasons, and many people don’t even know that Xia Yunkai’s son is him.

"I have seen your paintings, and they are really good." Wei Min took the initiative to bring him a glass of wine, "I admire talented people the most."

After all, he said that he was always painting, and he thought he was an invited internet celebrity painter.

Xia Xiqing smiled and rejected the blue cocktail in his hand, and did not speak.

"So you don't like to drink cocktails, too. This kind of wine tastes like sugar water and is boring." He put the glass of wine directly on the counter and handed the cigar to him. "This is awesome, a private jet brought from Dominican City, try it."

When Xia Xiqing said that the local rich man was not wronged at all, she smiled faintly and didn't say anything. The cigarette was around. He was too lazy to push it anymore. He clamped his fingers and raised his hand and let Wei Min light a cigarette for him. The orange spark lit up and then disappeared, and he thanked gently.

"I heard from Director Kun that the second male lead in "Stalking" will be decided by you," Wei Min smiled, "That's right, you probably don't know yet. You were not here when you were acquiring the game last time, and you were still the heroine at that time. I participated in the drama "Stalking"..."

"So what?" Xia Xiqing raised her eyes, and the strong fragrance of the cigar echoed in the skull. He lazily spitted out a mouthful of smoke. The peach blossom eyes in the smoke were full of charm, and it was also full of obvious contempt.

Wei Min was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect him to ask, "Ah... I mean, I don't know if you have time in the second half of the night. Although I don't know much about art, I like all beautiful things, which are pleasing to the eye. I want to make a mural at home. I don't know if the painter Xia can give me a look and help me with the staff." As he said that, he smiled and held Xia Xiqing's shoulder, "If I can borrow your hand, it would be a glorious."

Ruan Xiao and Zhao Ke, who had searched all over Zhong's house, finally saw Xia Xiqing's back on the third floor. Unexpectedly, as soon as they approached, they found Wei Min holding Xia Xiqing's shoulder with his hands. He looked very intimate from behind. Zhao Ke hesitated for a moment, and then Ruan Xiao pulled him to the rooftop to open the colored glass door.

"Why are you hiding?"

"My family is urging me to get married now." Ruan Xiao yelled, "If someone saw me following Wei Min, I would think I was interested in him. If someone was free and had nothing to do, I would be done."

Then we two... Zhao Ke looked at Ruan Xiao who was holding his arm, and got out of the Adam's apple. In the end, he didn't say anything and decided to do a serious matter first. "What, Xia Xiqing is so intimate with him, so it's not really that..."

"No, Xi Qing is not that kind of person." Ruan Xiao looked through the glass door, but Xia Xiqing did not push him away.

With a click, the sound of the shutter, Ruan Xiao turned around and looked at Zhao Ke holding up his cell phone, "What are you doing?"

"I'll take a photo and send it to Hengheng."

"Why do you want to show it to him?" Ruan Xiao asked his soul torture.

Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment, "Yes, why."

The two of them were silent for two seconds, and suddenly asked at the same time, "Are you doing self-study?"

Damn, he is really a fellow fellow. Ruan Xiao patted Zhao Ke on the shoulder, "Okay, we are friends now."

What to expand? Zhao Ke's phone trembled a few times. When he opened it, it was indeed Zhou Ziheng.

[Hengheng: What's going on?]

[Hengheng: Who is the person holding him?]

[Hengheng: Didn’t you tell me that you would help me watch?]
To be continued...