No. 9, Yuyuantan.

After these two busy days, Han Qiao could finally take a short rest.

The press conference of Hongdou will be in mid-September, and the promotion of "Swordsman" will be in November...

"Psychological Crime" will be released in August.

Han Qiao sat on the sofa and counted on his fingers. The next six months would be another busy half year.

I'm busy, but it's all about making small fuss.

Han Qiao thought for a while and called Mr. Xing. The call was quickly connected. Mr. Xing's voice was a little hollow: "Hello, Nanjiang?"

Han Qiao smiled: "Old Xing, how is the writing of the script going?"

"It's okay. There are six episodes now. How about I pass it on to you?"

"Psychological Crime" is a suspense drama. In order to ensure quality, Han Qiao cut many inexplicable emotional scenes, and the series is limited to twenty episodes.

Han Qiao thought for a while: "No problem, Lao Xing can send it to my email."

Scripts are different from novels.

As a layman, Han Qiao only had one requirement for the script.

Reverse, reverse, reverse again.

Han Qiao looked at the finished products of later generations and found that the script of "The Criminal Detective" is undoubtedly better, with a compact plot, distinctive characters, and a brutal case at the beginning...

The protracted narrative and pretentious romance scenes in later "Psychological Crimes" were almost eliminated at Han Qiao's request.

According to this progress, the script of "Psychological Crime" will be released in early December.

Han Qiao is going to hand over Rong Xinda to shoot this drama.

Li Shaohong started his career in thrillers and suspense.

The reputation in the Beijing circle is also wide.

But this matter cannot be rushed.

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5:30 pm

Han Qiao walked around at home and felt a little warm in his heart.

Today's home is very warmly decorated by Qin Lan.

Plush carpet, cute pillows on the sofa, flowers in a vase...

After thinking about it, Han Qiao decided to cook a dinner himself.

In this way, after Qin Lan comes back, he will definitely be very moved, and Han Daqinshou just takes advantage of it...

Han Qiao simply packed up and went out to buy groceries.

Qin Lan is from the Northeast and has a strong taste.

Han Qiao is going to cook three kinds of famous Northeastern dishes, chicken stewed with mushrooms, and pot-wrapped pork.

Been busy in the kitchen for a while...

7:30pm.

Han Qiao looked at the steaming dishes on the dining table and felt proud.

The self-cultivation of a warm man.

Careful, considerate and gentle!

At this time there was a knock on the door.

Han Qiao opened the door with a smile, and then his face froze.

Qin Lan stood at the door cautiously with his head lowered, while Ma Jia wanted to cry but had no tears.

Xia Wen wore thin straight high heels and had very delicate makeup.

Seeing Han Qiao, Xia Wen smiled: "Han Qiao, you're here uninvited, don't disturb me."

Han Qiao was startled. Xia Wen had a bad temper in private, so he was so polite at this time.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

Han Qiao smiled: "Mr. Xia, Sister Ma, please come in quickly."

Xia Wen nodded reservedly, put on his slippers, and sat down on the sofa.

Ma Jia and Han Qiao were rude and secretly exchanged glances. Unfortunately, their acting skills were so poor that Han Qiao couldn't tell.

Qin Lan lowered his head and was careful.

Han Qiao looked at the girl and almost cried.

After getting Qin Lan her own slippers, Han Qiao said in a gentle voice: "Okay, don't be afraid, it's okay, I'll be there soon."

"Senior brother, I..."

Han Qiao took Qin Lan's hand and squeezed it gently.

Qin Lan forced a smile, but was still scared.

The four of them sat down at the dining table.

Xia Wen looked at the dishes on the table and smiled: "Han Qiao, I didn't expect you to be so good at craftsmanship. Why haven't I seen you show off your skills before..."

Qin Lan was a little stiff: "Mr. Xia, I..."

Xia Wen smiled: "It's normal to fall in love. It's okay. What did Han Qiao say?"

Han Qiao poured a glass of red wine for Xia Wen and smiled: "I don't want to be a little old man..."

Ma Jia and Qin Lan were confused. Xia Wen rolled his eyes at Han Qiao, picked up the red wine and said angrily: "Han Qiao, Qin Lan, come here, let me toast you."

The four of them raised their glasses and clinked them.

Xia Wen and Qin Lan drank a large glass of red wine in one gulp.

……………………

The dinner party didn't last long.

The main reason is that after Xia Wen got drunk, he started acting like crazy again.

He kicked off his slippers, lay down on the table, and knocked hard on the dining table.

Han Qiao leaned forward and listened. This woman was opening a bottle of wine!

Han Qiao was speechless to her: "Xiaolan, help Mr. Xia go to the room to rest. She may not be able to go back today."

Qin Lan nodded obediently, stood up unsteadily, and helped Xia Wen to the guest room.

After Han Qiao saw the two walking away, he asked: "Sister Ma, this is..."

After drinking, Ma Jia's face was a little red, she flipped her hair and smiled meaningfully: "Today I told Mr.

I want to come and take a look..."

After a pause, Ma Jia shrugged: "Don't look at me, my phone was confiscated by Mr. Xia..."

Ma Jia sat for a while and then stood up to say goodbye.

After Han Qiao said goodbye to Ma Jia, he went to the guest room to take a look.

Xia Wen had a bad character after drinking and tossed and turned on the bed.

Qin Lan was panting from exhaustion.

Han Qiao thought for a while, walked to the living room and poured another glass of red wine.

"Xiaolan, hold on to Mr. Xia, and I'll feed her."

Qin Lan rolled his eyes at Han Qiao: "Brother, isn't this good for us?"

"Then if you want to take care of her all night, I'll go out."

"Senior brother, come on. I'll hold down Mr. Xia. You can move softly for a while."

Xia Wen looked for wine everywhere, and now he had wine, so he drank it all in one gulp.

After a while, Xia Wen fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

………………

Han Qiao and Qin Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

The young lady finally calmed down.

Xia Wen was sleeping soundly on the bed, and Qin Lan leaned in front of Han Qiao, his eyes aggrieved and suspicious.

Qin Lan's face was red and her lips were moist. Han Qiao couldn't help but hooked Qin Lan and let her fall into his arms.

The jade is warm and fragrant, but it's a pity that Qin Lan is not honest and struggles in his arms.
To be continued...