Feng Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and realized another serious problem- Will Jiang Ran also see this weibo? ? ? Wouldn"t he have lost his anonymity?
After Jiang Ran got home, she took a bath, then sat down in front of the computer and browsed Weibo about today"s concert.
Unexpectedly, Feng Jing was ubiquitous lately, and even in Pupmkin"s concerts, he also can enter hot search.
Er, Wait… Jiang Ran special put on her gla.s.ses, opened the enlarged photo, and looked at the face that was identified as Feng Jing"s face by fans.
If only going by the black mask and peaked cap, it might be just a coincidence, but this t-shirt and coat were exactly the same as the ones Mr. Feng wore today.
Jiang Ran"s index finger was gently placed on the left b.u.t.ton of the mouse, and time seemed to stop at this instant.
Mr. Feng is Feng Jing!!!
Her eyes stared at the person on the screen without blinking, but this shock in her heart was inexpressible— this shock did not come from “Mr. Feng is Feng Jing”, but a long-standing suspicion in her heart, suddenly was confirmed, that she could not come back to earth for a while.
What surprised her that, it was not ‘Mr. Feng is Feng Jing", but ‘why is Mr. Feng Feng Jing".
Why did he appear beside her?
Feng Jing had been waiting for Jiang Ran to call himself all night, feeling a bit like waiting for his mother to call him.
If Jiang Ran saw that Weibo post, she would definitely call and ask him, isn"t it -ight-? But how should he explain when she calls him? He didn"t want to reply her using the word of deal with Qin Fan, but he couldn"t think of a better explanation.
Then he waited until 12:00 am, and Jiang Ran didn"t call.
… are women all like this? ?
After becoming Erhuang, he lay on the familiar window. The lights in the room had been turned off, and Jiang Ran was sleeping in bed.
It is rare that she sleeps so early!
But Feng Jing knew that she wasn"t asleep, and he shook his tail and moved toward the direction of her, as if trying to do something, but in the end he just looked at her and did nothing.
The night of this day seemed quieter than ever, and it was a good time to think about something important.
The next morning, Feng Jing sat in Michel"s car and went to the company. When he arrived at Qin Fan"s office, Meng Xingchuan was already there. Seeing him come in, Meng Xingchuan looked like he saw a fellow sufferer.
“Sit down,” Qin Fan pointed to the empty chair next to Meng Xingchuan. Feng Jing walked over and sat down, looking at Qin Fan who opposite him and said: “What happened that you called both of us here? Meng will go to the Studio soon, right?”
Meng Xingchuan violently nodded.
“Relax, it won"t take you much time,” Qin Fan glanced at Meng Xingchuan first, then looked at Feng Jing and asked, “You went out last night, it was just to see a concert?”
“Yes,” Feng Jing righteously answered, “I suddenly remembered that I have a ticket, then I went to watch it.”
“Just for a concert, do you need to let Meng Xingchuan lie for you?”
“I only have one ticket. I was worried that you will offer to go together with me, that atmosphere would have been embarra.s.sing.”
Qin Fan: “…”
He was silent for a while and then asked Meng Xingchuan: “What did he tell you last night?”
Meng Xingchuan said: “He just said that he wants to go to the concert. You also know that he always liked Pumpkin.”
Feng Jing liked Pumpkin, that was not a secret. Qin Fan naturally knew it, but he thought that Feng Jing"s behavior was superfluous, so there must be other unpresentable purposes. “Anything else?”
“… that I don"t know!”
“Without knowing anything, you helped him lie? You two are really good brothers.” Qin Fan looked at them with a smile, “The next time, when movie king Feng makes money, remember to let him divide it with you a little.”
Feng Jing: “…”
Good brother, don"t talk about money.
Qin Fan pull their words out for a while, and the two still insisted that they just went to the concert. Although Qin Fan felt strange, there was nothing wrong with that weibo post of last night. In the photos taken by the fans, there was only Feng Jing. “Well, this time I will forget it. the next time, if movie king Feng wants to see who"s vocal concert, please tell me directly. You needn"t worry that I haven"t the ticket. I can pay with my face”
Feng Jing: “…”
After leaving the company, Feng Jing took a breath of fresh air and asked Michel to drive here. Looking at the scenery that started to recede outside the car window, Feng Jing fell into his own thoughts.
Early this morning, before Michel came to pick him up, he had sent an expressage to Jiang Ran, and she should have received it by now. How would she react?
“Michel, drive to Zhen Shui Xiang.”
“What?” Michel was startled, he (feng jing) just came out of Qin Fan"s office, was he really so restless so soon?
Feng Jing said, “Don"t be nervous, I just remember that there are some things left there and I forgot to take them, and I will immediately leave after I get them.”
“Okay, I get it.”
Jiang Ran just picked up a expressage downstairs, which was sent by City Errand Company(courier services company ). On the sender"s name, there was only a “Feng”.
Jiang Ran"s heart jumped and she walked back quickly.
When she got home, she took the box opener on the table and opened the package quickly.
Inside is a lipstick that wrapped with Buffer thin, which is a Bunny Serenade 007 that was already sold out. She set the lipstick aside and opened the card next to it.
A lip print. (in the card)
It wasn"t just any print, but it was a real lip print with the lipstick.
In almost a moment, Jiang Ran understood what these two things were. Her heart was pounding. Just when she was fascinated with the gift, the doorbell rang again. Erhuang ran to the door as usual and barked cheerfully at the door.
Jiang Ran"s eyes moved slightly, she had guessed who was outside the door.
Her heart beat faster. She took a deep breath before standing up and walking over to open the door.
After the door opened, Mr. Feng, who was wearing a black mask and peaked cap, stood outside with some discomfort.