Star II

Chapter 32

My first reaction was the same as that of the big wind on the Internet. I suspected that this was a well-planned hype. I even considered that it was fake news released by Chenghong, but after I asked Gu An, I couldn’t sit still anymore. Living.

He said that Mu Haoyan's injury was more serious than he had imagined, and it might have oppressed his nerves. The movie performance that was originally scheduled is very likely to be yellow, and my mother's side has already become a mess.

Since Mu Haoyan basically broke his face with the original brokerage company, there was no need for the public relations team to stand up. Only his assistant helped to stop the reporter, and the candid ward photos accompanied by various versions of rumors spread everywhere.

Some netizens even thought that Mu Haoyan died suddenly.

When I hurried back to the country, Gu An told me that Mu Haoyan had been discharged from the hospital and went home to recuperate, and the gate of his community was full of reporters, and told me to put on a disguise before going over.

The reporters were like sharks that smelled blood, armed with short cannons, and opened their bloody mouths, eager to drink the last drop of blood from Mu Haoyan's body.

I saw the latest piece of news about Mu Haoyan. It was complained by other residents in the community. The reporters attracted by Mu Haoyan seriously affected their normal life. The reporter who reported the news at the end even appealed to fans to follow stars rationally .

The big joke of slipping the world.

As soon as I got out of the car, I was surrounded by countless microphones. They asked me loudly that I came from abroad on purpose, whether Mu Haoyan was really critically ill.

Gu An desperately shouted "No comment", but everyone regarded him as an invisible person.

I looked at the nostrils dilated with excitement and felt sick.What's so good about the entertainment industry? It's worth mother and Mu Haoyan sinking into it without hesitation.

Among them, a few smart reporters tried to cover my words with a warm offensive. Fans are very concerned about his physical condition. Everyone really wants to know whether we have been in regular contact after the variety show is finished.

Gu An winked at me desperately, motioning for me to go in quickly.

With a cold face, I pushed away a microphone that was about to hit my chin, and said: "We have always had a good relationship."

Everyone was silent for a second, then became more excited, and kept throwing questions at me.

Gu An slapped his forehead heavily, and cast a look of hatred.

However, at that moment, I just wanted to tell the world that our relationship is extraordinary.

Like a drop of water dripping from an oil pan, I squeezed into the community amidst the sound of boiling.I have Mu Haoyan's key, so the road ahead will be smooth.

When the door opened, I thought I'd see a man with shaven hair lying unconscious on the bed, but it turned out to be a big surprise.

Mu Haoyan was sitting on the sofa, with quick gauze tied on the back of his head, and a drip in his right hand. He looked much thinner and paler, but his eyes were still clear and powerful.

A wave of anger suddenly welled up in my heart.

Dozens of critical illness notifications have been sent outside. He has lived peacefully here. Why did I come all the way back here? To see him perform in a large-scale reality show?

I almost wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but I was stumped by his light "Great, you're here".

"What's the matter, can I increase the topic level for you?"

I stood there with my arms crossed, pretending not to see the look in his eyes wishing me to sit down.

Mu Haoyan smiled weakly, "I'm not sure about keeping you. After knowing that you've left the country, I'm very afraid that you won't come back."

I don't believe it, if I was afraid, how could there be no message for a few days.

Mu Haoyan turned his head and said softly: "Thanks for your hard work, you should go back first today."

Only then did I notice that there was another person in the room, Mu Haoyan's personal assistant.

The assistant who delivered Xiaozao to me many times hesitated for a moment, and finally looked at me with determination and said, "Brother Mu was really in a coma for a day, and the doctor advised him to be hospitalized for observation, because there were too many reporters harassing me in the hospital. Just moved back."

Mu Haoyan said with a heavier tone: "Go back."

The little assistant looked at me stubbornly and said, "Brother Mu needs rest, please take good care of him."

I looked at him for a while, then turned to Mu Haoyan and said, "You should give him more money."

Mu Haoyan smiled and said, "You're right."

The little assistant hurriedly said, "That's not what I meant."

"I understand your kindness," Mu Haoyan said warmly, "Thank you."

The little assistant's throat choked up, and the circles of his eyes turned red instantly. He lowered his head and sniffed heavily, and hurriedly took his backpack: "Then, I'll come back tomorrow."

Mu Haoyan said, "Yes."

The loyal staff left for a while, and I walked slowly to sit next to Mu Haoyan, feeling like I hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Your company has completely abandoned you."

"I know."

"My mother is also going to abandon you."

"Understandable."

I spread my five fingers and waved in front of his eyes.

"Don't you have any sequelae like blindness?"

He smiled and grabbed me with the hand that didn't have a needle.

"I don't even know, your imagination is so rich."

I lowered my head, looked at my fingers, and squeezed into the gap between his fingers little by little, filling the gap between them, making the two hands intertwined inseparably.

I said, "Just take your annual leave, and I will take care of you."

His chest trembled, and he trembled from laughing.

I said sternly: "It's okay to ask a nurse, don't expect me to take care of you with my own hands, at most I can pour you a glass of water."

Hence, Mu Haoyan laughed even harder, his face wrinkled into a ball as he moved forward and back together.

That night, I got a call from my dad.

He said, "I heard you found a starlet?"

I corrected him: "Big star."

He said indifferently: "Be careful, don't get sick at a young age."

Exactly the same response as I expected.

We ended the communication in less than two sentences, Mu Haoyan grabbed my shoulder and asked if I wanted to chat with Ruirui.

I shrugged and said it didn't matter.

Mu Haoyan broadcast a video call to Ruirui's mother, and as soon as the other end connected, she could hear Ruirui's scream, and then a fleshy smiling face appeared on the screen.

Ruirui gained a lot of weight these days, and kept asking me "Xiaoen, are you coming to my house tomorrow?" Ruirui's mother explained from the side that she received a princess dress from a fan and kept clamoring to wear it for us to see.

We were forced to listen to Ruirui singing "Do you want to build snowman" five times on a loop.

When she opened her mouth, I said "NO", Ruirui immediately said "NO, NO" with a straight face, and Mu Haoyan insisted on tearing down my channel and said "YES".

I said to Mu Haoyan, I know why my parents don't want to raise children anymore.

After listening to this, Mu Haoyan hugged my head and slapped my forehead loudly.

"I think," he said with clear eyes, "I want to keep."

I reached out and pinched his mouth: "It's a pity you can't support him."

He blinked, and slowly rested his head on my shoulder, dead heavy.

half a month later.

The cast and crew of "The Last Gravekeeper" was announced, but Mu Haoyan's name was not on it.

The Internet naturally stirred up waves, but soon, bigger events overwhelmed its enthusiasm.

Mu Haoyan publicly issued a lawyer's letter, suing the original company for various breaches of contract, demanding immediate termination of the contract and claiming for economic losses.

During this period, I received a lot of messages from Xun Bin, and he even sent me a document bag.

He tried to prove to me that Mu Haoyan was not as simple as it appeared on the surface, even this injury was a play he directed and acted on his own, firstly to gain the sympathy of the public before the contract termination lawsuit, and secondly to use bitter tricks to deceive I go home.

The file bags are quite thick, so I unpack them and send them directly to the shredder in batches.

The fun between Mu Haoyan and I cannot be disturbed by others.

Mu Haoyan's contract termination turmoil lasted for three months, and finally ended peacefully through private mediation.

When netizens thought he would sign with my mother's studio, Mu Haoyan unexpectedly jumped to his old rival's house.

Hongyan Entertainment kept sending press releases to blackmail him for being ungrateful, Mu Haoyan was unmoved, and fully resumed work, taking over the male lead of a huge investment commercial film.

At the same time, I received an invitation to Ning Yabai's wedding, but unfortunately the man was not Ke Yuankai, otherwise it must have been more interesting.

Everyone at the banquet wished her a happy marriage for a hundred years, but I wish her all the best.

Ning Yabai laughed out loud, winked at me and said, "It's a pity I couldn't impress you."

I said, "In a few years, if I regret it, would you think I'm divorced?"

"It won't work after a few years," Ning Yabai said, "We signed a prenuptial agreement for 15 years, maybe you should think about it for a few more years."

I happily clink glasses with her.

Not long after that, news of Xun Bin's engagement also came out.

He no longer mentioned the matter between me and Mu Haoyan, and the relationship between us seemed to be back to the senior and junior in school.

As an engagement present, I gave him a painting.

Xun Bin was still smoking that e-cigarette, but the smell of chocolate no longer came out.

He looked at the packing workers and lazily said to me: "You can find me anytime you want to open a gallery after graduation."

I said, "I have been painting this painting for three weeks."

"Really," Xun Bin spit out white mist, "I don't understand these things."

He really doesn't understand.

I smiled: "What I give you is not a painting, but time."

For three weeks, looking at Xun Bin's photos, only thinking about him and drawing for him.

Xun Bin's fingertips trembled, and the electronic cigarette fell to the ground and rolled all the way to the corner.

He stared at me in disbelief for a while, then looked at the wrapped picture frame again with a complicated expression.

"You've changed a lot."

I said: "It's okay."

After the workers finished packing, the assistant came to ask Xun Bin if it could be shipped back.

Xun Bin didn't answer right away, his back molars were clenched, and his eyes seemed to be re-examining the painting through the protective film.

The assistant waits patiently for instructions from the boss.

Then, I heard Xun Bin say in a flat tone: "Find a place and burn it."

The assistant looked at him, then at me, bowed his head and said, "Yes."

Xun Bin's only rebellion in this life is liking me.

Now, he finally corrected it by himself.