"He is a big lake and an ocean? So, he knows your identity from beginning to end?"

"Accompany your sister? You're very comfortable with it."

Zhang Zhi and Qiao Yihang spoke at the same time, and then stared at each other.

People rarely pay attention to when they blink, and how many seconds apart each time, but when they really stare, they will know that it will soon become sour without blinking, and tears are gathering.

Zhang Zhixian was defeated, "When he called your sister, why didn't you refute me?"

"He is different." Qiao Yihang finished speaking casually, and found that Zhang Zhi's expression was becoming more and more dangerous, and his heart suddenly stumbled.

When love is uncertain, I am most afraid of hearing the other person say that others are special, especially people like Zhang Zhi who are very insecure.

Zhang Zhi immediately felt anger rushing to his head, hoping to drag Chen Shenyuan, who had already walked away, and beat him up.

Qiao Yihang said, "He is a child."

Zhang Zhi took two steps forward, taking the advantage of standing, looking at him condescendingly, "Child?"

Qiao Yihang felt that his words seemed to be asking something different, but his head never turned around and just nodded perfunctorily.

Zhang Zhi's face elongated instantly, "Then what am I in your eyes?"

He was originally complacent that Qiao Yihang was becoming increasingly unresisting to resist his kissing and approaching, but now he thought deeply that Qiao Yihang might treat him as a child on the whim, so he let him go.

"You?" Qiao Yihang came back.

Zhang Zhi moved forward a few centimeters, kneeling on the bed with one leg, without any concealing the scorching gaze in his eyes, "What am I in your eyes?"

Qiao Yihang moved his butt uncomfortable and said lightly: "You're a friend."

"Friend? Such a friend?" Zhang Zhi leaned over and was about to kiss him, but Qiao Yihang had a certain understanding of his behavior and quickly pushed his head away with his hand, "Stop making trouble."

Zhang Zhi suddenly punched the bed and cursed: "Damn, who made a fuss?"

Qiao Yihang looked down at the fist that happened to land between his legs and secretly relaxed his breath. This position is really accurate. If he goes up or to the left and right, he might have to postpone the room.

"How do you want me to understand my heart?" Zhang Zhi suddenly looked up, his eyes burning brightly with anger.

Qiao Yihang was confused and didn't know what he was thinking for a moment. He always couldn't stop talking and refused him fiercely. In short, looking at his current appearance, there was a place in his heart that was so soft that he was so soft. But reason told him that he could not let this place be exposed, so he could only wear an impatient mask and frowned: "Don't be naive."

"Childish?" Zhang Zhi's voice suddenly became low. The fire in his eyes suddenly went out and turned into a piece of burned ashes.

Qiao Yihang raised his head and wanted to touch his forehead, but his elbows were a little stiff, making a good move like a salute, "Do you think about the consequences?"

"The consequences?" Zhang Zhi was excited and had a tendency to rekindle. If a person thinks about the consequences, it means that he still cared about this matter, and it was not that he had no intention of completing it.

Qiao Yihang saw his eyes light up and dark, and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but his mouth still followed his own thinking, "Honesty is not recognized in China."

Zhang Zhi took it quickly, "but it's not a crime." As early as when he had this intention, he had already checked the domestic attitude towards this matter.

"It's not considered a crime, but sometimes it's less understood than a crime." Speaking of this question, Qiao Yihang gradually became serious. After all, the rice that has been more than five years of age is not for nothing. "Have you ever thought about your parents' attitude?"

Zhang Zhi lowered his legs and sat down gently beside the bed, "You don't have to worry about my mother." He had enough understanding of his mother. Although she might not agree, she would never strongly object.

Qiao Yihang caught his unfulfilled intention, "What about your father?"

Zhang Zhi frowned.

He didn't need to say about his father's attitude, Qiao Yihang should have seen it very clearly at the wedding banquet. However, his feelings for Zhang Fuxun were only based on blood relationship recognition. He accepted that this person was his father, but he was definitely not as good as his recognition in everything. To be honest, if Zhang Fuxun really objected to this matter, he might persist more thoroughly.

This is a rebellious pleasure.

Of course, Zhang Zhi would never say this, so as not to avoid Qiao Yihang's random thoughts and thinking that he was using him to attack his father.

"The ef record company you work for is owned by Zhang's Group, right?" Qiao Yihang pointed directly at the bull's-eye.

Zhang Zhi's heart moved and looked up at him.

In fact, there was no emotion in his eyes, but he just looked calmly. But for some reason, Qiao Yihang felt uncomfortable.

"We can hide it from him." Zhang Zhi said slowly, "Don't many celebrities have sex?"

Qiao Yihang was surprised.

The Zhang Zhi he knew seemed not a person who would be willing to have underground love. He should be in love today, and he wished he would be able to declare the world tomorrow, and be admired by everyone.

Zhang Zhi scratched his fingers on the sheet, "Otherwise it will affect your career." He is very self-aware in this regard. If his father was an ordinary person, he would not have to be so entangled. But his father is Zhang Fuxun, the chairman of Zhang Group. Just moving his fingers can cause storms in the entertainment industry. Not to mention protecting Qiao Yihang now, even self-protection is a problem, so he has to compromise.

Qiao Yihang's Adam's apple moved. His previous words were absurd. Zhang Zhi was not naive, nor did he take everything too simply. He thought it carefully. He might even think further than him.

"Then you..." he slowly opened his mouth, "Have you ever thought about my parents?"

Zhang Zhiran was silent.

How could it have never been thought about it?

Kneeling in the snow, carrying a thorn to apologize, and leading someone to elope... He thought too much. Sun Tzu made all the thirty-six strategies of the art of war, but in the end he could only choose to hide the truth and calculate one step at a time. Otherwise, what? He also needs the person to agree to take someone to elope. He has not even taken their son now.

He didn't say anything, and Qiao Yihang didn't say anything.

Some words are just a matter of time, but if you say too much, it will seem pretentious.

Zhang Zhi sat silently for a while, glanced at the food he brought, "The steak is cold, let's eat sushi."

He didn't say it was okay, but when he said that Qiao Yihang was really hungry, he took the sushi and put it on his lap, "Let's eat together."

"No." Zhang Zhi helped him pull the small table and put the sushi on the small table. "There is still something in the company, and I have to go back. What do you want to eat tonight? I'll bring it here."

Qiao Yihang looked up at him.

Zhang Zhi looked calm.

"Sauerkraut fish." Qiao Yihang felt so painful when he thought of the bowl of sauerkraut fish taken away by Shen Shenyuan.

Zhang Zhi wanted to laugh, but his heavy mood did not make him hold the corner of his mouth after all, "Okay."

Qiao Yihang looked at him and turned around happily. When he came to the door, he couldn't help but say, "You'll be there tonight..." Zhang Zhi turned around and looked at him.

"Don't be too late." Qiao Yihang looked at his sudden curling smile and sighed secretly, "Don't come" why can't you say the three words "Don't come"?

After all, Qiao Yihang suffered a minor injury. After the hospital confirmed that he had no concussion and no scars on his forehead, he sent him out of the hospital.

During the hospitalization period, Zhang Zhi went out early and came back late every day, but no matter how late he was, he would definitely come back to sleep. Qiao Yihang was even used to hearing the sound of him climbing onto the sofa and then falling asleep, but he had to take a nap during the day.

Zhang Zhi never mentioned the questions about the two. Those ambiguous little moves were the same. Unfortunately, they spent too little time together, and Qiao Yihang had experience avoiding his sneak attack, so he basically failed.

It rained for a few days before being discharged from the hospital, so when Qiao Yihang walked out of the hospital, the windy outside was wet and cold.

Xiao Zhou drove the car to the hospital gate and stopped, watching Zhang Zhi send Qiao Yihang into the car with a gloomy face.

"Remember to put the cactus on the balcony." Qiao Yihang reminded, "No need to water." The cactus was given by nurse fans in the hospital, saying it is good for the health.

"Yeah." Zhang Zhi responded coldly, "Go home early after filming the film."

Qiao Yihang wanted to say that he had been delaying his trip for so long and could not go home if he wanted to go home, but seeing his expression, he swallowed his words, smiled and shook his hand to say goodbye.

Zhang Zhi closed the car door.

Xiao Zhou stepped on the accelerator and the car started slowly.

After walking about ten meters away, Qiao Yihang turned around.

Zhang Zhi was still standing in the distance, his tall body straight, and his face seemed to be in this direction.

"Actually," Xiao Zhou said hesitantly, "Zhang Zhi is pretty good."

Qiao Yihang looked at him unexpectedly.

Xiao Zhou seemed to feel that he was talking too much, so he closed his mouth again.

"What's the good thing?" Qiao Yihang leaned against the back of the chair and recited the lines silently.

Xiao Zhou recalled the first time he saw Zhang Zhi, when he smiled with sunglasses, and couldn't help but throbbed, "Such handsome!"

Qiao Yihang came back to his senses from the script, looked at the back of her head speechlessly, and after a moment, he said in a very calm tone: "I heard that I am very handsome too."

"I said this." Xiao Zhou admitted frankly.

Qiao Yihang felt a little relieved.

After a while, Xiao Zhou suddenly said, "People, sometimes they just have to say something on the scene."

“…”

When we arrived at the shooting scene, we were filming the scene where Mr. Jin from Deng Beiyun’s biological father asked his boss to release him in the police station.

Mr. Jin sat on the chair, his huge body seemed to squeeze the chair out. His thick and short fingers held a cigar and looked at him with his eyes hanging, "Do you want to put it? One sentence."

The boss smiled gently, and kept standing in his hand, "The police station will not restrict his personal freedom, but will also ensure his personal safety."

Mr. Jin straightened his waist and leaned forward slowly. His eyes, which were originally hidden under his eyelids, suddenly revealed, and his brilliance shone brightly.

"He is my son."

Five words, each word is not spoken seriously, and even those who stand far cannot hear what he says, but he writes these five words on his face and carves it into everyone's heart. A kind of pride and joy of being a father, a kind of self-confidence and domineering as a boss.

The boss slowly leaned back his upper body, his smile on his lips, but his eyes became sharp, "He is my subordinate."

The same five words, each of them is very heavy, firm, and sonorous, as if there is a kind of power and glory coming from behind him.

"Card!"

Lian Juexue's voice pulled Qiao Yihang out of his meditation.
To be continued...