As soon as Lin Shu finished speaking, the private room suddenly became quiet.

Everyone, as if they were pressed to pause their speech, looked in the direction where Lin Shu and Qiao Xining were.

The "plagiarism incident" was in full swing for a few days, and soon other major news came up. People who didn't go online in those days naturally didn't know what was going on.

But I still saw it.

The new jewelry designer in the crew seems to be in a gap with the young actress An Xia.

Surprisingly.

Lin Shu actually participated in it.

Speaking of Lin Shu, anyone who has had an interaction with him has to praise him.

He is a little cold in character, but he is still very graceful, polite and decent. It seems that this is the first time he has seen such a thing that is to save face in front of his subordinates.

An Xia's face turned pale now.

She was just thinking about asking for help from Lin Shu, but the other party didn't even look at her.

That attitude caught her off guard.

All the people present were all humans, and they could tell the general idea after a few words of whisper.

Although I don’t know who is right and who is wrong, in line with the harmony of the crew, the deputy director stood up to smooth things out: “The shrimp here is quite delicious. I have someone to have a few more plates, so everyone will eat more—”

A meal: "...When I entered the deep mountains and old forests to film, I didn't have such good food."

Someone next to him immediately joked: "Why is Director Li so generous today?"

"This meal is what Director Fang invited to this guest."

...

The embarrassing situation was temporarily revealed.

Qiao Xining was too lazy to look at An Xia again.

She turned to Lin Shu, leaned her body a little in his direction, stretched out her hand, trying to catch the wine glass on his left hand.

Curly hair as soft as silk, gently swept the arms of the person next to him as he moves.

Lin Shu's body tensed for a moment.

He reached out, grabbed Qiao Xining's wrist and blocked her back.

Qiao Xining looked at him: "I'll take a wine glass."

"Don't you don't want to drink?"

"I don't want to drink with her, I don't want to drink."

“…”

"Talk," said Qiao Xining, "You took my glass away. What will I drink later?"

Lin Shu reached out, took the white porcelain bowl in front of Qiao Xining, leaned forward a little, served a bowl of diced beef tomatoes, and placed it in front of her.

"Drink soup."

His expression was very light and serious, but Qiao Xining still saw through it.

He held his chin and looked at him with a bit of a cramped meaning: "You want to care if I drink again?"

Lin Shu didn't say anything, but turned her head and glanced at her.

"...Okay," Qiao Xining spread his hands, "for the sake of just now, drink the soup."

Qiao Xining said this, but his eyes turned and he put a bowl of soup for Lin Shu in a regular manner.

——Scallop bitter melon soup.

The green bitter gourd is all about the eyes.

Qiao Xining: "You can't drink anyway, so you can drink soup with me."

She raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Wait until you are suffering to death."

In the past, Qiao Xining would not be so obedient.

I consciously sing the opposite tune with him.

It’s not that I didn’t feel her abnormality during this period.

Better to him than before.

He can explain, take into account his emotions, and occasionally compromise.

Even now, he still said he would follow him into the group.

She regretted it and wanted to be with him again.

——Lin Shu wanted to think like this and deceive himself, but he knew it was not.

Qiao Xining is just not used to it.

I am not used to the sudden indifference of a person who was originally full of her eyes. I want to go back to the past, just as before, let myself rely on him without any scruples.

But as long as his love is overwhelmed, she will leave again.

Losing and possessing is never a reason for him.

Qiao Xining scooped a mouthful of soup, and the moon saw that the people around him did not move any other things.

So she turned her head and urged: "Drink."

"How is it?" As soon as Lin Shu took the first sip, Qiao Xining couldn't help asking, "Isn't it very bitter?"

Without waiting for Lin Shu to answer, she snorted again: "Let you not give me the wine glass just now."

"Won't."

"?"

Lin Shu's voice was very low: "Not bitter."

"Really or not?"

After hearing what he said, Qiao Xining was so surprised.

He hugged his chest with his hands, and a pair of black swayed around, watching him drink all night of bitter melon soup.

His face was as normal, and he had not changed.

It was as if it was a bowl of sweet soup, not a huge bitter bitter melon soup.

How is that possible?

Jiangnan Banquet is a place where celebrities come and go. The ingredients are real and they won’t even add more seasonings to purify them.

It makes no sense.

Qiao Xining looked at Lin Shu suspiciously.

I served half a bowl without believing in the evil.

Taste it.

Almost vomited it out directly.

It is particularly unimportant. It is like a starving ghost who has solved the truffle bird's nest milk jelly, which can only be considered as washing away the bitter taste in his mouth.

Lin Shu kept looking at her.

There was a faint smile in the dark eyes.

Qiao Xining grew up being spoiled and fond of sweetness and cannot bear the slightest bitterness.

And for him.

Compared to losing her.

All the bitterness turned into sweetness.

—

The dinner is over.

Qiao Xining followed Lin Shu into the elevator.

She didn't drive, so she planned to ask Lin Shu to take her back.

"Lin Shu," Qiao Xining changed his mind again after walking to the parking lot, "Do you really want to go back so early?"

Lin Shu glanced at her.

"Just..." Qiao Xining closed the car door with a snap, "Do you want to go outside and eat food?"

It's really early.

Qiao Xining didn't want to go back so early, so he subconsciously wanted to stay with Lin Shu for a while.

Seeing him frowning indecisively, Qiao Xining then thought of something and gave up: "Forget it, it seems inconvenient for you. If you are recognized on the road, it will be troublesome. Go back."
To be continued...