Nepotism

Lin Fangyi broke out in a cold sweat, and a figure of a person appeared in his mind. Ou Hong was probably the only one who could do this silently.

He was expelled from China Film Group, targeted by Tianyi Ouhong, and now he has completely offended the Shen family. I am afraid that he has basically ruined his acting career.

Blessings are unparalleled, and misfortunes do not come singly.

Lin Fangyi immediately received a court summons.

The Shen family sued Lin Fangyi for the crime of intentional injury. Not only did neighbors serve as witnesses, but surveillance equipment appeared in the house, and there was an audio-visual video of the quarrel between him and Shen Shiwei that day.

Lin Fangyi was completely dumbfounded, the only way he could think of now was to kneel in front of Shen Shiwei to repent and beg for Shen Shiwei's forgiveness.

As long as Shen Shiwei's attitude can soften and intercede for herself and Shen's seniors, she might be able to persuade the other party to withdraw the lawsuit and ensure that the audio-visual materials will not be leaked.

You must know that he has already released his words on Weibo, saying that Shen Shiwei accidentally caused the miscarriage. Whether the evidence is legal or not is another matter. As long as the incident of that day is exposed, let alone continue to be an artist, everyone will shout and beat him when he shows up in the future.

Lin Fangyi felt that dignity and face didn't matter, but saving his life was more important, so he took out his mobile phone and called Shen Shiwei.

As a result, a mechanical voice came from the phone.

"The number you dialed is empty."

This was the first time Lin Fangyi had contacted Shen Shiwei after the divorce, and he did not expect this to be the case.

He hurriedly called Xiao Wang, Shen Shiwei's assistant, trying to ask where Shen Shiwei was now.

The unexpected answer was that Shen Shiwei had already gone abroad.

Lin Fangyi sat down slumped, not without frustration.

Shen Shiwei walked away so gracefully, which meant that she had no chance to stand up again.

After Qi Lan and Ning Xuan sent Shen Shiwei off, they drove back to the Champs Elysees.

Both of them looked tired, leaning on each other and walking upstairs.

Qi Lan took out the key to open the door, twisted the door and it opened. Qi Lan pushed the door and walked in, turned her head to Ning Xuan and asked suspiciously, "Did I not lock the door when I went out?"

Ning Xuan followed behind Qi Lan, "It shouldn't be, I watched you lock..."

Ning Xuan paused, because she saw a man standing in the room, this man looked at the two who came back from the outside with a loving face.

Oops.

Ning Xuan completely forgot about Grandpa's coming.

Qi Lan held Ning Xuan's hand, and instantly felt Ning Xuan's body become stiff.

Qi Lan immediately understood what was going on.

"A... Gong"

"Hello, hello."

The two figures seemed to be under the spell of petrification, revealing an unnatural appearance.

Mr. Ning looked at the two girls and smiled, "I'm back."

Ning Xuan was a little nervous, and pointed to Qi Lan beside her, "Grandpa, this is my friend. Her name is Qi Lan. She lives next door. She's leaving now."

As he spoke, he pushed Qi Lan to go out, Qi Lan was taken aback, and was already pushed to the door.

Ning Xuan didn't dare to look into Qi Lan's eyes, she made a please gesture and closed the door directly.

Qi Lan couldn't tell what was going on in her heart, she felt that she was a little sad, but she could also understand Ning Xuan's mood.

Ning Xuan often mentioned that she wanted to meet her grandpa before, but after the incident between Tang and Liang Bing, Ning Xuan never mentioned it again. Qi Lan knew that grandpa was Ning Xuan's closest relative, She was really afraid that Grandpa would not accept the relationship between her and herself.

Qi Lan rummaged in the deepest part of her pocket and found her house key.

She has been living at Ning Xuan's house these days, and even the studio and arrangement equipment have been moved there. When she suddenly returned to her home, she saw that it was empty and deserted. Qi Lan shrank her neck and was about to clean up. Take a look at the dust in the room, and talk about the problem of living people.

"Grandpa, why don't you give me a call." Ning Xuan complained to Mr. Ning while speeding through several rooms, covering the traces of her and Qi Lan's lives.

Mr. Ning was making tea on Ning Xuan's small tea table, and said with a smile, "I'm on the phone."

Ning Xuan paused, and took out her mobile phone. Sure enough, there were two missed calls. She smiled awkwardly, and continued to work.

Mr. Ning came to b city to visit his old friend Xu Xingzhi, Master Xu.

They haven't seen each other for many years, and Ning Xuan happened to be writing a script related to opera, so it happened to be possible for the two of them to meet and have some exchanges.

The grandparents and grandchildren just met during the Chinese New Year, but they still had a few words before going back to their rooms to rest.

For Mr. Ning, everything about Ning Xuan was written on her face, and what happened to be written today was that I have something to hide from you.

Mr. Ning turned off the light, and sat on the bed in a daze. In fact, it is not surprising that the two girls have a good relationship. If Xuanxuan has a good friend, he, as a grandfather, can rest assured. Looking at the girl named Qi Lan, Ning Xuan's reaction was really weird, which made Mr. Ning feel puzzled.

Ning Xuan also felt uncomfortable lying on the bed.

She hasn't slept alone for a long time, and she feels a bit cold in the empty space around her.

Usually Qi Lan sleeps there, Ning Xuan likes to hold her arms, she is naturally cold and only in this way can she feel warm.

Unfortunately, people are not here.

Early the next morning, Ning Xuan went out to take out the garbage. Qi Lan usually does these things, but today Ning Xuan had to do it herself.

Opening the door and going out, Ning Xuan saw Qi Lan screaming, and also opened the door and walked out. The two of them looked at each other in the corridor.

"Didn't sleep well?" Qi Lan touched Ning Xuan's face.

Ning Xuan shook her head, smiling a little forcedly, she didn't dare to look into Qi Lan's eyes.

Qi Lan knew Ning Xuan's awkward temperament too well, she didn't dare to confess to Grandpa, Qi Lan felt guilty, but in fact it was unnecessary.

Seeing that there was no one around and the door of Ning Xuan's house was closed, Qi Lan boldly stepped forward and kissed Ning Xuan's lips like a dragonfly.

This person is the best at sneak attacks, Ning Xuan's entire face turned red.

The two of them usually kiss each other when they are at home, they are tired of it, and it is common for these affectionate actions, but now I don't know why, Ning Xuan feels that a shallow kiss seems to arouse all her enthusiasm. The shame of being afraid of being discovered by Grandpa, but eager to get close to Qi Lan, almost drove her crazy.

The garbage was thrown aside by Qi Lan, and the two of them stood together, close to each other. Not only Ning Xuan felt the throbbing, but Qi Lan also felt it.

"click"

The door of Ning Xuan's house was opened from the inside, and Mr. Ning leaned out.

The two separated immediately as if they were electrocuted.

Mr. Ning looked at this, then at that, and then kept his secret, and retracted his body again.

After breakfast in the morning, Ning Xuan and Grandpa went out to meet Mr. Ning's old friend, Master Xu.

It was the first time for Ning Xuan to see this kind of opera master, and she saw Master Xu's benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes, and a kind face.

Ning Xuan has seen photos of Master Xu when he was young. He was dressed like a young man with a heroic look, which is very different from the restrained, gentle and mellow look of today.

In the process of flipping through the old photos, Ning Xuan saw a person standing beside Master Xu, who looked weird and had a charming smile. Even the old black and white photos could not hide her color.

"Sir, who is this?" Ning Xuan asked curiously.

Master Xu didn't answer right away, she just looked more tenderly as she fumbled for the photo in front of her.

Ning Xuan felt that it was unusual, so she looked at her grandfather. Grandpa Ning patted her hand and looked at Master Xu apologetically.

"I'm sorry, the child is too reckless." Mr. Ning said with a smile.

As soon as Ning Xuan heard Mr. Ning's words, she knew that the person she asked about was probably gone.

Master Xu didn't care, she smiled and said to Ning Xuan, "This person is my junior sister."

When Master Xu talked about this person, his eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness, "The two of us studied opera together since we were young, and we sang many classic excerpts together. Now that I think about it..."

Master Xu didn't continue, Ning Xuan could feel that her voice was trembling slightly.

Grandpa left all the time for Ning Xuan, and went for a walk in the square outside the theater led by Master Xu's students.

Grandpa is not here, so Ning Xuan can introduce the work she is preparing.

Master Xu looked at Ning Xuan in surprise, "You want to write a female drama?"

Ning Xuan nodded.

Master Xu would be wrong. After all, many film and television works in that era were based on famous actors and actresses, and most of the most popular characters in that era were men, and women were not even qualified to perform on stage. No.

Master Xu's thoughts were pulled back many years ago, after many twists and turns, the first female theater troupe appeared late. At that time, the junior sister was still alive, and the two of them really experienced a difficult time.

Master Xu slowly recounted the whole process of their acquaintance, acquaintance and parting.

But this is not what moves Ning Xuan the most. What moves her the most is Master Xu's eyebrows and eyes. At the moment when the eyebrows frown and smile, Ning Xuan seems to have seen the tacit understanding of the pair on and off the stage. sisters.

Master Xu sighed and said: "She is a theater idiot. When she is free, she loves to transcribe those opera books, but it is also thanks to her hobby. Do you want to see it?"

Ning Xuan readily accepted Master Xu's invitation.

Master Xu took Ning Xuan to his lounge in the theater.

The desk and bookcase of pear blossom wood are full of green plants, and there is no other decoration.

Master Xu took out his treasured manuscript, spread it out and placed it in front of Ning Xuan.

Ning Xuan saw the beautiful handwriting on the yellowed paper. These years have passed, and the ink has dried up, staining the traces of history.

People are like characters, characters are like people, Ning Xuan looked at the manuscript, and the playful and lively face in the black and white photo just now came to mind.

Master Xu didn't bother her when he saw that she was reading carefully. He only caressed Ning Xuan and the manuscript after he submitted the manuscript, and said slowly: "It's also thanks to her having such a hobby back then. She burned a lot of lonely copies during the crackdown, because With her manuscripts, many repertoires can be preserved."