Quick Transmigration: The Boss’ White Moonlight is Resurrected

Hot pot is delicious.

The letter written by Chu Yuanxun was still about food, but from the flying handwriting, Wan Tong felt his excitement.

She casually glanced at the letter written by Zhong Jiaqi and didn't take it to heart at all.

As soon as he got into bed, there was a soft knock on the door.

The one closest to the door of the room was Maddie. She got up to open the door, and came back after a while to pat Wan Tong, "Someone is looking for you."

After listening to Maddie's words, the two people on the opposite bed also looked up.

Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, Wan Tong came to the door.

Chu Yuanxun was wearing a gray hoodie and leaned against the wall. When he saw her come out, he straightened up and took two steps closer.

"Why are you here?" Wan Tong only leaned out halfway and asked him curiously.

Chu Yuanxun pursed his lips, looked at her quietly for two seconds, and said slowly, "I'm hungry."

Wan Tong: "…"

She came out of the room and closed the door, "Then what do you want to eat?"

Chu Yuanxun tilted his head slightly, and really thought about it, "Face."

"I'll cook it for you." The surroundings were too quiet, and Wan Tong subconsciously lowered his voice.

Chu Yuanxun looked down at the small figure in front of him, and the stingy voice made him feel itchy again, "Well."

Wan Tong walked in front, Chu Yuanxun slowed down and followed leisurely.

At the entrance of the stairs, Yuan Qingqing's voice came from behind, "Are you going to have supper?"

"Well." Wan Tong looked back at her.

Yuan Qingqing came over, "I just happen to be a little hungry, I want to eat too~"

She said it all, and Wan Tong naturally couldn't refuse, "Let's go together then."

Chu Yuanxun stood beside Wan Tong, did not speak, but frowned slightly.

The atmosphere of this supper was a little weird. Chu Yuanxun and Wan Tong were still in harmony, but no matter what Yuan Qingqing did, it seemed like he was forced in.

Wan Tong still made two servings, Chu Yuanxun ate a large bowl, and both she and Yuan Qingqing only ate a little.

Chu Yuanxun was going to wash the dishes, Yuan Qingqing also followed, "I'll wash it."

He glanced at it, put down the two bowls in his hand, and said, "Thank you."

After saying that, he left the kitchen.

Wan Tong cleaned the table and saw that he raised his head and drank half a glass of water.

"It's not good to drink too much water at night," she reminded.

"Eating supper isn't good either." Chu Yuanxun put down the cup, rested his hands on the edge of the table, and leaned over slightly, "Go for a walk?"

"Brother, it's twelve o'clock now." Wan Tong said with a smile, his eyebrows slightly curved.

Chu Yuanxun pursed the thin lips that became dry again, stared at her for a moment, and slowly said, "I want to stay up all night."

"You should say at this time, let me go back to bed early, because going to bed early is good for my health."

Wan Tong usually goes to bed very early, but since entering the hut, it seems that he only goes to bed after twelve o'clock.

When Chu Yuanxun heard it, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he replied in a low voice, "But I can't control myself."

"what?"

"I just wanted to..." Chu Yuanxun's voice suddenly fell.

"Um?"

"...wanted to eat, wanted to take a walk."

Wan Tong chuckled, "Let's go then."

When the two left, they both forgot that there was another Yuan Qingqing in the kitchen.

After walking around in the small yard, Wan Tong dragged Chu Yuanxun's sleeve and walked back.

The chill of early spring was particularly evident at night, and they both caught a cold if they walked further.

Sending Wan Tong back to the door of the room, Chu Yuanxun still stomped and didn't leave, Wan Tong waved at him, "Go back and rest."

Chu Yuanxun nodded, suddenly stretched out two more fingers, gently pulled the fabric on Wan Tong's shoulder, and asked in a muffled voice, "Where are you going to eat tomorrow?"

"Huh?" Wan Tong looked puzzled, his eyes from his pointy fingers to his slightly depressed Jun face.

"Zhong Jiaqi won't tell me." Chu Yuanxun's voice was a little more dull, and his obsidian-like eyes were a little sad.

Wan Tong suddenly realized, and then told him an address.

It turned out that he was asking her where to go on a date tomorrow.

After Chu Yuanxun got the answer, he pulled on his hat and left.

Wan Tong couldn't help crying.

When entering the room, Maddie and Ren Jiameng were both beside Yuan Qingqing's bed, and when they saw her come in, they both went back to their own beds.

Yuan Qingqing was hiding and sobbing, Wan Tong looked at her silently, then went into the bathroom and washed again.

Now Yuan Qingqing is taking the path of sympathy.

The uncle should be very embarrassed, after all, this episode will definitely attract blackmail to her.

———

Zhong Jiaqi should have worked hard and found a Chinese-themed restaurant in the local area.

The restaurant is very large and divided into three floors, with blue tiles and white walls, lantern couplets, and diamond windows and screens.

The light gauze curtains swayed and the water gurgled. The two of them were in a separate small pavilion, which happened to be the best viewing point for the performance stage. There were many guests next to them even wearing Hanfu to dine.

"How is it? Isn't it beautiful?" Zhong Jiaqi was the same age as Wan Tong, the youngest two in the hut. Seeing Wan Tong's surprise at this moment, his expression could not be concealed.

Wan Tong nodded, "I didn't find such a restaurant, where did you read it?"

"I read all the gourmet restaurants nearby, and I thought this one suits your temperament, so I ordered it here."

"What is my temperament?"

"Probably... immortal energy?" Zhong Jiaqi was overjoyed when he finished speaking.

As an airborne, he naturally knew that he didn't have much chance to really do anything with female guests, but in the past few days, it was also very fun to make a few interesting friends.

Wan Tong was a little uncomfortable with coming out with him, but after a few chats like this, he gradually relaxed.

The two chose a few dishes according to the menu recommended on the Internet, and Wan Tong marked a few more dishes with a pen.

"Do you like spicy food?" Zhong Jiaqi asked.

Wan Tong shook his head without raising his eyes, "I want to pack it up for everyone to eat later."

Chu Yuanxun's taste is a bit mixed, and he quite likes spicy food.

"Tsk." Zhong Jiaqi leaned against the back of the chair with his arms folded, "Why do I think you are packing for someone?"

"..." Wan Tong snorted and ignored him.

Zhong Jiaqi looked at the beauties in ancient costumes playing classical music on the stage, and then held his chin and asked, "Jane, how many years have you played the guqin?"

Wan Tong just put down the menu, "It's been almost 20 years, my mother said, I can play the piano before I can read."

Zhong Jiaqi sighed, "What a genius."

Wan Tong smiled, "There is no genius, I just practiced longer than others."

The two chatted without a word, and suddenly a young man in Hanfu led a man into the pavilion.

"Chu Yuanxun..." Zhong Jiaqi said a name stiffly.

Wan Tong suddenly raised his head, Chu Yuanxun had already sat down on her side.

Today, he wore a light yellow diamond plaid sweater, a very warm color, which made his whole person more gentle and clear.

"What did you order?" Chu Yuanxun took the menu from her and asked in a low voice.

Quite self-conscious.

Zhong Jiaqi covered his face with his palm, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Chu Yuanxun, you really have enough..."

At first, he thought that Chu Yuanxun's character was boring and boring, but now he has completely overturned his views on him.

He really had never seen such an active guest, and he was not reserved at all.

Now who doesn't know what Chu Yuanxun thinks about Jane?

Wan Tong covered his mouth and smiled, his mood suddenly improved, and pointed to a vine pepper ox tongue, "Do you like this?"

"Yeah." Chu Yuanxun nodded, his eyes instantly lit up.

Zhong Jiaqi became an outsider from the beginning to the end, but he didn't really want to pursue Wan Tong, so he kept making jokes by the side, making jokes from time to time, which made the atmosphere very harmonious.

At the end of the meal, Chu Yuanxun looked at the woman playing the piano on the stage, reached out and gently pulled Wan Tong's sleeve, motioning her to look over, "I want to hear Feng Qiuhuang."

When Zhong Jiaqi heard it, he also began to shout, "Yes, there is no guqin in the hut, so I haven't been able to listen to the scene, Jane, hurry up."

Chu Yuanxun drank his tea leisurely, and said casually, "Face the wind."

Wan Tong came to the stage without any psychological preparation.

In the monitoring room, Zheng Tianqiong's complexion barely improved.

After two days of observation, he discovered a very important point. Chu Yuanxun seemed to be indifferent to everything, but his heart was actually open.

In the last season, Tongtong had too few shots, and there was almost no place for performance, as if only one face could be seen.

So once she is targeted by the keyboard warrior, fans can't even help her refute.

This time, Chu Yuanxun let Tongtong show her true self, her lovely character, her unusual skills...a multi-talented beauty, it is difficult for others to pour dirty water on her.

He has been a director for so many years. Although he is not familiar with the routines on the Internet, he knows that Chu Yuanxun is helping Tongtong.

On the monitor screen, Wan Tong had finished playing the piano, and returned to the small pavilion amidst warm applause.

Zhong Jiaqi was shocked. He didn't know her family background, but he had seen some viewers' comments on her in the last season.

Now it looks like that's not the case at all.

tmd Jian Wantong is a treasure girl!

Chu Yuanxun poured tea for Wan Tong, and after she sat down, he said, "It sounds good."

He lowered his head slightly, and Wan Tong could only see the upward curvature of the corner of his mouth. He drank some peach blossom brew, and vaguely, she could smell the faint fragrance of peach blossoms on his body.

Damn intoxicating.

It was night, and the program team came to the task and said that there were only two days left for filming, and they would collectively go to the amusement park tomorrow. Everyone needed to punch in at least one. The content of the letter tonight was to invite the other party to accompany him to punch in, and all invitations were not allowed. reject!

Wan Tong looked at the optional punch-in items in his hand, and his palms began to tremble.

On the stationery, she wrote word by word, "Do you like to play bumper cars?"

Tonight's letter came very early, at eleven o'clock.

Wan Tong received three letters!

She stood blankly at the door, looking at the three letters with different handwriting but with her name on them, only to feel that the sky was about to fall.

Maddie and Ren Jiameng looked out when they saw her stiff back, and couldn't help laughing when they saw her silly little expression.

Ren Jiameng took the letter that belonged to her from Wan Tong's hand, reached out and patted her on the shoulder, and said sympathetically, "Keep an eye on it."

Maddie glanced at Chen Ruohan's letter, his eyes were a little strange, but he quickly gathered up, "Jane, go to bed earlier."

Wan Tong came back to his senses, and just wanted to go back to his room, but noticed a figure dangling across the corridor.

She glanced at it a few times, Chu Yuanxun suddenly leaned out, the lights came on, and he could see his face really.

She trotted over with the letter, and Chu Yuanxun also stared at her letter, wrinkling his forehead.