Tianguang [entertainment circle]

Chapter 99 Gifts

There are still two hours until the end of the day.

In order to ensure that the two of them can have enough sleep after getting tired tonight, Jiang Yuan spent half an hour washing himself and taking care of himself.

When the bathroom door was opened, a gust of hot steam came out and floated over the bedroom, adding a bit of warmth.

Jiang Yuan wiped his half-dry hair with a towel, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the big pink bed.

Xin Ye was indeed as she said, obediently sitting by the bed and waiting for her, holding a laptop in his hand and tapping on the keyboard.Judging by the serious look, he should be writing something.

Her long curly hair was flattened behind her back because she was leaning against the head of the bed, and the ends of her hair hung down on the bed.

Jiang Yuan saw that she was wearing a thin shirt before entering the bathroom, and now that she was out of the bathroom, she was still wearing that thin shirt.I didn't even change my pants.

Xin Ye looked up, and the white light from the computer screen was projected on her face, and there was a bright light in the bottom of her eyes.

"Yuan Yuan is finally done washing." Xin Ye patted the bed quilt, "Come and sit down, I've been waiting for a long time."

Jiang Yuan was speechless.

For a while, I didn't know whether to say that the little girl was too innocent or too innocent.

Jiang Yuan sighed and continued to rub his hair: "You go wash it."

Xin Ye nodded, put down the computer, and picked up the change of clothes prepared by the side.

"Then Yuanyuan go to bed and wait for me, I will come out soon."

After finishing speaking, she trotted into the bathroom and closed the bathroom door tightly.

Jiang Yuan dried his hair and sat on the bed. The mattress was gently sunken like cashmere, and there was a girl's body fragrance in the softness.

The computer screen was not closed, and the screen was on at this time, showing a document.

Jiang Yuan didn't look at it carefully, he just closed the computer lightly, put it on the bedside table, and picked up the second version of the script written by Xin Ye to read while he was free.

The new script writes a logically complete "play within a play". Although the timeline is long, it has a relatively regular plot framework.While watching, Jiang Yuan conceived the picture in his mind.

After an unknown period of time, she felt a little sleepy.

Xin Ye opened the bathroom door, her fluffy long curly hair had been blown dry, hanging on her waist.

I saw her back facing the bed, standing at the door of the bathroom, arranging her clothes.At this time, she was wearing a black nightdress, which reached the bottom of her thighs.A pair of snow-white feet under the slender legs stepped on the plush carpet.

She turned around and walked towards Jiang Yuan on tiptoe.

As soon as Jiang Yuan raised his head, he saw the large expanse of fair skin exposed.The black suspender nightdress was loose on her shoulders, and the neckline on the chest drooped slightly.The nightdress was very elastic, vaguely outlining the curvature of her waist.

At this time, Xin Ye changed from the previous bright and pure white flower appearance.

She leaned down meekly, raised her eyes, raised one knee and knelt on the bed, and gently pressed Jiang Yuan's shoulders.

There was a hint of seduction in those clear eyes, like a entangled black cat, gently wagging its tail in front of Jiang Yuan and rubbing against her.

Jiang Yuan's chest tightened.

She supported Xin Ye's waist, did not resist her initiative, kissed the approaching cherry lips, entangled her breath little by little.

The two of them pressed against each other tightly, leaving large creases on the bed.

Xin Ye knelt on Jiang Yuan's lap, the skin on her chest pressed against her jaw.Those slender hands gently hugged Jiang Yuan's neck, and when he bowed his head and kissed passionately, his long hair fell down and gently touched Jiang Yuan's shoulders and neck.

The warm fingertips gently brushed across the hem of the skirt.

"Knock knock knock."

A knock on the door suddenly sounded, instantly breaking up the sticky and ambiguous atmosphere between the two.

"Xiao Ye!" Xin Tian's voice came from outside the house, "I'm going to practice the song, are you and sister Jiang Yuan in a hurry to sleep?"

The two had separated, Xin Ye turned over and sat aside, the sling was loose, she gently rubbed her collarbone.

I was too selfless just now, and the hickey marks on the collarbone were slightly painful.

She replied: "You practice! We can sleep!"

Xin Tian said "OK", then stepped on his slippers and went back to his room.

Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, leaned his head back on the bed, closed his eyes to calm down his chaotic heartbeat.

The appearance of Xin Ye just now appeared in her mind over and over again, charming, soft, and sweet, it was really hard to resist.

When she recovered and opened her eyes to look over, Xin Ye was staring at the time on the round clock.

Jiang Yuan also looked along.

The hands on the clock will point to twelve o'clock, about 5 minutes away.

"looking at what?"

"...Looking at the air."

Xin Ye turned around, buried his small head in Jiang Yuanyi's arms, and left a soft kiss on her neckline.

There are subtle guitar sounds flowing in the air, and the rhythm of each string combined is gentle and warm.

Jiang Yuan finally calmed down, and he didn't know if he was gently fiddled with the melody.

After a while, Jiang Yuan turned over and looked at Xin Ye obediently sleeping on the pillow.

She gently combed her long hair that was scattered like seaweed.The dresses separating the two slowly drifted away like ripples on the surface of the water.

Xin Ye raised his hand and lightly wrapped her shoulders.

The hands on the clock stopped at twelve.

The girl's delicate and sweet voice resounded tenderly in Jiang Yuan's ears: "Yuan Yuan, happy birthday."

February 2, Valentine's Day.

It's also Jiang Yuan's birthday.

Early in the morning, Jiang Yuan rubbed his hair after waking up, and sat up propped on the bed.

Surrounded by the pink room with a strong sense of Xinye girl, it exudes the sweet fragrance of wild lilies.

Xin Ye pushed open the door, wearing a cat apron in front of him.She poked her head in and looked at Jiang Yuan who was sitting on the bed trying to regain consciousness.

"Yuan Yuan woke up? Come and have breakfast, Dad made longevity noodles for you!"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and closed the door, and continued to go back to the kitchen.

Jiang Yuan got out of bed sleepily, stepped on slippers and washed up in the bathroom.

When I walked to the restaurant, I happened to meet Xin Changyuan coming out with a large bowl of noodles, and there were two fried sun-dried eggs on it.

Xin Changyuan smiled: "Hey, I'm awake. Are you used to coriander? I'll put some for you."

Jiang Yuan nodded, took the noodles from Xin Changyuan and put them on the dining table: "Thank you uncle."

"You're welcome."

At this time, Xin Tian also took small steps, and carefully came out with a plate of things covered in a square box.

Xin Ye followed, a little nervous: "Go slowly brother, what if you fall out?"

"Hey, I know! Don't disturb me with your words." Xin Tian stared at the box seriously, and carefully brought it to the table.

"This is?" Jiang Yuan asked.

Xin Ye smiled and sat beside her, "Do you want to open it, Yuan Yuan?"

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan looked at their family of three.After getting permission, he reached out and took the square box away.

A 12-inch chocolate cake appeared in front of my eyes.

Fresh chocolate cream is poured over the surface of the cake, exuding the moist aroma of sponge dough.Various shapes of milk chocolate and bitter chocolate are decorated on it, occasionally dotted with dots of sugar, and sprinkled with dark golden transparent sugar.

There was also an oval-shaped white chocolate sign on the cake, with the words "Happy Yuanyuan Birthday" written in elegant handwriting, which looked like it was written by Xin Ye.

"Because I told my father and brother about Yuanyuan's birthday in advance, we bought the ingredients when we went out last night, and got up early this morning to make a cake for Yuanyuan." Xin Ye said with a smile.

Xin Changyuan smiled gratifiedly, "Xiaoye, I think today is Valentine's Day again, so I have to make chocolate cake."

Xin Tian pulled out his chair and sat down, put candles on the cake one by one, and lit them.

"I said this cake is better to eat at night..."

Xin Ye punched him on the shoulder: "How come there are so many words."

Seeing how the family was busy preparing for her birthday, Jiang Yuan was speechless for a moment.

There was a warmth in her heart, something she hadn't experienced in ten years.

Jiang Yingzhou is always busy, and Jiang Yuan still has no time to celebrate his birthday.But every year on the old man's birthday, Fu Yu would buy her a big cake, and whenever he had free time, he would invite some guests to celebrate her birthday.

Sometimes I really can't accompany him, so I will take Jiang Yuan to travel around the world with him, and use travel instead of giving her a birthday present.

Like now, when the family gathers together to celebrate their birthdays, it almost disappears from her memory a lot.

Xin Ye urged her to make a wish and cut the cake.

She applauded happily and sang a birthday song for her.

Jiang Yuan did not expect that Xin Ye would use such a thoughtful method to let her reap the joy of a new year from the morning of her birthday.

Xin Changyuan's cell phone rang untimely.

He glanced at the screen, "Eat first, I'll answer the phone." Then he turned around and walked towards the balcony.

While talking on the phone, he closed the balcony door, and his expression gradually sank.

The whole day, the two of them went out to watch a total of two Lunar New Year films, went shopping together in department stores and supermarkets, and bought a case of fruit wine for Jiang Yuan to take home.

Dinner is a hot pot.

Xin Ye and Jiang Yuan sat opposite each other and ordered red soup pot bottom.

Xin Ye said to the waiter, "I want the spiciest one, the one that is so red that it turns black."

It was this sentence that caused the two of them to finish the hot pot meal and drink three slices of sour plum soup before they could barely suppress the spiciness in their mouthpieces.

The hot pot restaurant is relatively close to Xin Ye's house, and the two of them are going to walk home.

Jiang Yuan's phone vibrated.

She looked at Xin Ye who seemed to be struggling to carry the box of fruit wine, took out her mobile phone, and said helplessly, "Let me do it."

"No!" Xin Ye refused, "I can do it!"

Jiang Yuan had no choice but to take the handle on the other side of the fruit wine box from her hand.

"Let's take one side each, shall we?"

Xin Ye reluctantly accepted.

Jiang Yuan swipe the answer button.

"Hey?"

A voice came from the other end: "Aren't you going home today?"

She glanced at the note on the screen, it was Jiang Songhai.

Her tone was a bit cold: "No, take good care of the old man."

"Okay. Your grandpa read it one day to celebrate someone's birthday, and I just remembered that it's your birthday." There was silence for a while, "Happy birthday."

"Thank you." Jiang Yuan thanked strangely.

"Your mother and I bought you a birthday cake, and prepared a birthday present for you. Someone will deliver it tomorrow. If you don't come back to eat, it will be wasted."

Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Eat it, I can't take it anymore."

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have expected that she would refuse, so he didn't say much.

Jiang Yingzhou's voice came from the receiver: "Is it Yuan Yuan? Yuan Yuan, happy birthday."

Hearing the old man's old voice, Jiang Yuan felt sour in his throat.

"Well, happy old man."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yuan stood there feeling a little sad.

The old man's health is getting worse day by day, and his illness is getting worse day by day, affecting his actions and now gradually affecting the memory function of his brain.

But he still remembers her birthday.

Even though the evening wind in mid-February bears the name of Lichun, it is still painful when it blows on the face.

"Yuan Yuan, look at me!"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Yuan raised his head and looked aside.

I saw Xin Ye kneading a big snowball in his hand, turning his arms excitedly, and smashing the snowball with energy.

Due to the large size of the snowball, Xin Ye suddenly slipped his hand when he was charging up to mid-air, and the whole big snowball fell vertically with a plop, hitting Xin Ye's head.

"Ah, it's so cold, so cold..."

Seeing this, Jiang Yuan hurried over to brush the snow off her head.

"Why are you so careless?"

"I just wanted to have a snowball fight with Yuan Yuan, to make you happy...but my hand slipped..." Xin Ye felt wronged and let Jiang Yuan clear the snow for her.

Several pieces of snow had penetrated into her neckline, making her neck and collarbone feel chilly.

Jiang Yuan burst out laughing unconsciously.

"Fool."

Xin Ye looked around, the snow under his feet was still thick.After a while it will warm up and it will melt away.

"Yuanyuan, the snow will melt after a while, I want to build a snowman, okay?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, put the wine box aside, took out the gloves and put them on for Xin Ye.

"Don't touch it directly with your hands, it will cause frostbite."

The two picked a place with thicker snowbanks, dug out a large snow block, and built a small hill-like mountain on the snow.

No matter how Xin Ye piled it up, the snow particles would slide down from the curved top like fine sand.

"...Hey, I see that the snowmen in cartoons are all round, why can't we stack them..."

Jiang Yuan tapped her little head: "Spring is coming soon, the snow has dried a lot and is not sticky."

After piled for a long time, a knee-high snowman was piled up. The fine cedar was piled on the snowman softly, like the surface of the moon with pits and hollows.

"I thought that the snowman made by someone with such skillful hands as Yuan Yuan should be very beautiful."

"You too."

Jiang Yuan looked around for a short branch, broke it into three sections, and embedded it in the snowman's face.

It looks like this: I_I

When she was making a face for the snowman, the collar at the back of her neck was gently pulled, and then a damp coolness soaked her back and turned into cold water.

Jiang Yuan shuddered all over, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Xin Ye who had succeeded.

Before she could speak, Xin Ye took out a long brown-red woolen scarf from somewhere, and gently wrapped it around Jiang Yuan's neck.

Half of Jiang Yuan's face was covered by the scarf, and the fluffy cotton wool blocked the cold wind from her, and the warm breath fell on the scarf.

"Birthday gift," Xin Ye smiled, and tied the scarf for her. "It's also Sai Xue's apology just now, so don't be angry."

The snow on Jiang Yuan's back had already melted, she raised her hand and gently touched the scarf.

The texture of plush, the way each line interlaces can be clearly seen.

"Did you weave it yourself?"

Xin Ye stuck out his tongue: "Yes, it took a month, so don't be disgusted."

Jiang Yuan stared at her blankly, and the movement of stroking the scarf froze for a moment.

After a while, there was a trace of tenderness between her brows.

"I won't dislike it, I like it very much."

……

When the two of them went to bed after washing at home, Jiang Yuan was still carefully looking at the brown-red scarf.

She even wanted to fold it up as a pillow and sleep with the scarf tonight.

The phone vibrated again.

Xin Ye looked at the caller on the phone screen, and quickly handed it to Jiang Yuan.

"Yuan Yuan, Mr. Fei's phone number."

Jiang Yuan put the scarf in his arms, took the phone and slid down the answer button.

"Mr. Fei."

"Little Jiang, I heard that today is your birthday, I hope my congratulations are not too late."

"without thanks."

Jiang Yuan said politely.

There was a slight silence on the other end of the phone, Mr. Fei seemed to be planning to say something.This caught Jiang Yuan's attention, and he asked aloud, "What's the matter, Mr. Fei?"

"...It's true." Fei Zhengpei said with some embarrassment, "Xiao Mu has already prepared and submitted your next film, but the publicity in the early stage is not strong enough, and the investors that can be attracted are not strong enough...you know Xiao Jiang, I am a businessman, and I hope your films can bring more profits."

Jiang Yuan said: "Well, I understand. Does Mr. Fei need us to do anything?"

"Tomorrow, there will be a New Year's Eve Chamber of Commerce in the Capital Restaurant, which is the place we visited last time."

When mentioning the Capital Restaurant, Jiang Yuan looked at Xin Ye and clenched his palms for no reason.

"I was invited. There will be many investors in this game, and there is a high probability that your opponents will compete for resources. If you and Ono are free tomorrow, would you like to come to the chamber of commerce?"

"Mu Sanwei is the director, why won't he go?"

"Mr. Mu Yao does not allow him to participate in the chamber of commerce. Out of respect, we have to let the main creators come forward. We can only entrust you and Xiao Ye."

After Jiang Yuan listened, he looked at Xin Ye.Seeing Xin Ye nodded, Jiang Yuan responded, "Yes, but I have one condition."

"You say, I will do it."

"I also hope that Mr. Fei can effectively guarantee our safety tomorrow."

The next day.

Capital Restaurant.

The Chamber of Commerce entered the venue one after another from [-]:[-] p.m., and started on time at [-]:[-] p.m.

Since the theme is New Year's Eve, the ostentation is naturally much bigger than the previous banquets.When each guest enters the arena, 100 pillars of fireworks displayed on both sides will be launched together to express celebration and welcome.

Jiang Yuan and Xin Ye got off Mr. Fei's car together.

This time, the media recognized these two beauties with outstanding temperament.

"The one on the left is the legendary light and shadow magician. It is said that she is Chairman Jiang's granddaughter. She has won numerous awards..."

"The one on the right is the biological daughter of the Goddess Shi Qinghe, a rising star in the screenwriting world!"

"..."

Jiang Yuan roughly heard some discussions, and vaguely remembered a year ago.The same moment, the same group of people, but different evaluations.

Those negative reviews persisted for months, propelling her to the forefront.

Now that her scandals have been cleared up one by one, and she has devoted herself to her career, and has not been dug out by anyone. She has lived a stable life for a long time.Today's critique has shifted dramatically.

It's a good thing.

But she hopes that in the future, domestic entertainment media will focus more on the works and provide public opinion support for the domestic art field.Instead of hitting people like spotlights, they always capture those dark shadows.

Just like Qiao Yinna who died ten years ago, Shi Qinghe five years ago...

Xin Ye held her wrist, and the two of them walked behind Mr. Fei, step by step up the steps paved with red carpet.

When he reached the last step, Fei Zhengpei turned around and patted Jiang Yuan's shoulder lightly.

He looked at the walkie-talkie pinned to Jiang Yuan's neckline with a serious expression.

"Remember what I said in the car just now?"

Jiang Yuan nodded lightly, looked past Fei Zhengpei, and looked at Qiao Yinshan who was drinking with others in the arena.The woman was still dressed in a dark green long dress, which complemented her mature and intellectual charm, mediating among various businessmen.

Qiao Yinshan brought nursery rhymes, and it seemed that he had worked hard to win over all the investors in the chamber of commerce.

Jiang Yuan withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly.

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on her."