my fiancée is a streamer

The kids next door are crying!

"Hello sir, a total of [-]." The waiter walked in with a smile.

"Mist grass, so expensive?"

Ye Xuan's hand trembled slightly when he took out his wallet.

Two cups of coffee, so expensive?

"Sir, the private room is [-], twice the Blue Mountain Coffee's [-], and a total of [-]."

"How many hours can I sit in the private room?"

"Three hours."

"Oh, here!" Ye Xuan took out his wallet and handed the credit card to the waiter. Fortunately, Feng Lingyu sold the song "Chengdu" and gave him 15, otherwise he would have been embarrassed.

"Why don't we have a sitting meeting?" Ye Xuan looked at Shen Xiangmeng and turned on the air conditioner to the maximum.

Shen Xiangmeng: "..."

"Just kidding, even if you don't sit down, you should finish your coffee." Ye Xuan guzzled and drank all the coffee. One sip was only a few dollars.

Outside the door, Ye Xuan stretched out under the bath of Yang Gu, and at the same time remembered this store, he won't be able to kill him next time.

What a pit!

Shen Xiangmeng looked at the white van, and the tall, thin man with a press card on his chest frowned slightly.

reporter?

Did she hide it so well or was it discovered?

"Ugh..."

Just when Shen Xiangmeng was about to take off his mask and hat to reveal his deity for a good interview.

"Hello, is this Mr. Ye Xuan? Zhang Shuai, a reporter from my Culture Weekly, may I interview you with a few questions?" Zhang Shuai took the initiative to walk in front of Ye Xuan, with the recording pen turned on in his hand, looking armed .

Shen Xiangmeng: "???"

Didn't you come to visit me?

Ye Xuan was also blinded, looking at Shen Xiangmeng, and then at Zhang Shuai.

"Are you sure you're interviewing me, not her?" Ye Xuan looked at Zhang Shuai, is this guy blind?

"Who is she?" Zhang Shuai didn't even look at Shen Xiangmeng.

Shen Xiangmeng: "..."

Heartbroken!

Zhang Shuai, a reporter from Culture Weekly, after Ye Xuan's late-night drunken singing video exploded yesterday, Zhang Shuai set his sights on Ye Xuan. It happened that he had a relative who was a friend of Shi Kaiwen. After various investigations, he finally determined where Ye Xuan lived. , I followed all the way and finally found Ye Xuan.

As for Shen Xiangmeng, he really didn't find it!

"Yes, Mr. Ye Xuan, I want to interview you. We can have a good chat in this cafe." Zhang Shuai said with a smile.

"Forehead..."

Ye Xuan looked at this unforgettable cafe and fell into contemplation.

"Interview me, will you give me money?"

Zhang Shuai: "???"

"Forget it, I want to go home and eat pork knuckles." After saying that, Ye Xuan got into Shen Xiangmeng's car, and Shen Xiangmeng lowered his head and got into the main driver.

The car started, leaving Zhang Shuai alone in the wind.

He couldn't understand why Ye Xuan was unwilling to be interviewed because of the wool thread. It should be a good thing to be famous. Many people are eager to accept his interview. How can anyone ask reporters for money for an interview?

Got it today, his name is Ye Xuan...

"Mist grass, is that... is that Shen Xiangmeng?"

Zhang Shuai finally noticed Shen Xiangmeng, and a blinded smile appeared on his blinded face.

It seems that there is a breaking news to write today.

"Why did he visit you?" Shen Xiangmeng turned to look at Ye Xuan. She had been burying her head in the recording studio for the past two days, and she didn't even know about Ye Xuan's drunken singing late at night.

Ye Xuan's old face blushed unsurprisingly.

"Maybe I'm too handsome."

Shen Xiangmeng: "???"

Chapter 49 Has the dust settled?

"Shocked, the affectionate man is the ex-boyfriend of the big star Shen Xiangmeng, and the two walked into the forget-me-not cafe today! 》

"Shock!Shocked! !It's so shocking! ! "

Ye Xuan, who was eating pork knuckle, almost threw his chopsticks off the twentieth floor when he saw the news on the headlines today.

Shock your grandma's legs!

Which idiot made the news?

When Ye Xuan returned home and started cooking, he opened today's headlines with nothing to do and unexpectedly found that he seemed to be on fire again, and Ye Xuan was a little baffled by the fire this time.

A video appeared on the Internet. It was a video of Zhang Shuai interviewing him half an hour ago. It was just a few words. Then this video immediately exploded, and the Weibo trending search top ten.

There was too much information in it, so Ye Xuan put down the pork knuckle and lit a cigarette to take a closer look.

The first is the 30-second voice interview with Zhang Shuai and the blurry video shot by the mobile phone.

"Are you Mr. Ye Xuan? I'm Zhang Shuai, a reporter from Culture Weekly. I want to interview you. We can have a coffee and chat slowly."

Ye Xuan, who was about to be pushed to his nose by the phone, glanced at Zhang Shuai a few times, left an interview and left without giving money.

It's very short, less than 30 seconds, but Shen Xiangmeng and Ye Xuan wearing a mask in the same frame are intriguing. Now the reporter's education level is not high, and the ability to write stories is very high. Write it with a little imagination. Anyway, there is no need to take responsibility. What responsibility?

"Everyone, remember that Mr. Ye Xuan sang a song drunk and affectionate last night. That's right, according to my inference from Sherlock Zhang Shuai, Mr. Ye Xuan is likely to have a secret relationship with Shen Xiangmeng. However, Shen Xiangmeng came back during this time, um, My Folsmore Zhang Shuai deduced that this time I went to the cafe to talk about breaking up, and then this reporter will continue to follow up, well, this is the entertainment report of this issue, if you like it, give it a like!"

"Fuck you uncle!"