As soon as Lin Zhanyan hung up the phone, someone came over and asked, "Yan Yan, is it Mr. Song?"

"How do you know it must be Mr. Song?"

The person who speaks is not Lin Zhanyan.

Before Lin Zhanyan could speak, someone came over to choke.

Obviously, this person was very disgusted with the person who came over to flatter Lin Zhanyan.

However, the flattering person is indeed a master, and he said with ease: "Yan Yan smiles so happily and so sweetly. You can tell at a glance that it is Mr. Song! If not, I can only say that Yan Yan is too happy!"

“…”

The choking person was speechless.

Lin Zhanyan could only silently sigh that language is really an art.

What is terrifying is that she is actually used to others showing this art in front of her - since she married Song Zichen, everyone is willing to make her happy in various ways.

However, she still couldn't enjoy being pleased.

Perhaps it was because she could see the essence clearly - according to her current achievements, if she were not Song Zichen's wife, she would never have received so much attention and care. There was no way to talk about being pleased.

Therefore, instead of immersing in the flattery brought by Mrs. Song's halo, she might as well recognize the reality and work hard.

When she gained a foothold in this circle with her works, and when others want to make her happy, her first reaction is to praise her for her good acting, rather than expressing her envy of how good Song Zichen is to her, she may enjoy being pleased.

"I'll go out and answer a phone call."

Lin Zhanyan smiled and walked out.

Her slightly alienated attitude naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of others.

As soon as she stepped out of the banquet hall, the sound of complaining came-

"The phone didn't ring, what phone number?"

"Do you disdain to chat with us?"

"Ha! If Song Zichen hadn't married her, who would have known who she was!"

...

Lin Zhanyan does have a phone call to answer, and it is Song Zichen's phone call.

She took out her cell phone that was constantly vibrating, answered the phone and asked, "Are you here so soon?"

"No." Song Zichen said, "I have something urgent to do, so let the driver come and pick you up."

"What about you?"

Song Zichen avoided the important and said lightly: "I'll go back later."

"Okay." Lin Zhanyan didn't think much about it, "When the driver arrives, I'll go back first."

After hanging up the phone, she realized that Song Zichen did not tell her what was going on.

Maybe he is really in a hurry?

Lin Zhanyan went in and said to the organizer, greeted a few acquaintances, and prepared to leave.

The organizer said: "Yan Yan, if you are not in such a hurry, how about you leave after taking a photo?"

Before the driver arrived, Lin Zhanyan was indeed not in such a hurry, so she nodded, "Okay."

The most important thing about this kind of group photo at a dinner is the position.

Lin Zhanyan knew that she was not qualified enough, so she took the initiative to choose the position next to her.

However, how dare the organizer leave her in the corner and hurriedly signaled to others to operate it secretly.

After a humble shirk, Lin Zhanyan was finally placed in a position just a little further in the middle - although not the center, her identity and status that she cannot ignore was highlighted at once.

Lin Zhanyan knew in her heart that if she insisted on standing by, it would be difficult for everyone to be a human being.

She can only accept this arrangement.

After the photo was over, He Yining came over and asked, "Yan Yan, are you leaving so soon?"

"Senior Brother!" Lin Zhanyan remembered that she didn't see He Yining when she arrived, "When did you come?"

"I just arrived not long ago." He Yining looked helpless, "The weather at the take-off site is a bit bad, and the plane is delayed."

"Long time no see!" Lin Zhanyan smiled like a flower, "Migratory Birds are still being screened in theaters, with good reputation and box office."

"I know, I've been paying attention, too." He Yining asked, "Did you see what everyone says about you?"

Lin Zhanyan smiled, "Everyone is very tolerant of newcomers."

He Yining shook his head, "Yan Yan, are you so polite with me?"

"The main reason is that you are too strong." Lin Zhanyan whispered, "Senior Brother, I dare not be arrogant and rash in front of you."

"This is not like your style. In my mind, you are a very confident person." He Yining said, "Yan Yan, if you act well, you will not deceive the audience's evaluation. You can accept the praise openly without having to worry so much."

Because of the identity of Mrs. Song, Lin Zhanyan has indeed much more things to worry about now than before.

But essentially, she is still the same as before.

What He Yining saw was that she showed caution not because she was bound by Mrs. Song's identity, but because she became mature than before.

She didn't explain, just said, "Senior Brother, I will work harder in the future!"

"I'm looking forward to you starring in the movie." He Yining remembered Lin Zhanyan's appearance just now and asked, "Are you going to leave?"

"Yes." Lin Zhanyan pointed outside, "I'm going back."

"I..." He Yining wanted to send Lin Zhanyan out. When he was about to think of something, he just said, "Be careful on the road and be careful."

"Okay! Goodbye, senior brother." Lin Zhanyan said, turned around and left.

He Yining stood there, watching Lin Zhanyan leave, but soon withdrew his gaze and went to socialize.

There are many reporters at the scene, and each reporter's eyes are comparable to searchlights. Artists must pay attention to their words and deeds.

There are some things he knows by himself, and there is no need to expose them.

According to his influence and Lin Zhanyan's current popularity, it is best for them to maintain a mutually encouraged brother-sister relationship, or... no relationship.

He didn't want his feelings to have an impact on Lin Zhanyan.

However, sharp-eyed reporters have long discovered that He Yining is paying special attention to Lin Zhanyan.

The reporter came over and asked, "Yining, you seemed to have a very happy chat with Yan Yan just now?"

"Yes." He Yining responded to the reporter with ease. "We rarely encountered it after the filming of "Migratory Birds". After the release of "Migratory Birds", we have a good reputation and Yan Yan's performance was also very recognized. I would like to say congratulations to her."

This answer gives people the feeling that He Yining and Lin Zhanyan are gentlemen’s friendships as light as water, and nothing can gossip.

The reporter did not give up, digging deeper and asked, "What did Yan Yan say?"

"Say she will continue to work hard." He Yining took a sip of the thing, "I'll wash my hands."

The reporter gave up completely.

Lin Zhanyan's answer is too official and has no value for reporting.

Not long after, Lin Zhanyan returned home.

After leaving the banquet, she asked her assistant to go back early to rest, so when she got home, she was the only one getting out of the car.

Of course, there were a few bodyguards behind her, but the bodyguards did not follow her into the door. The aunt at home had already gotten off work and Song Zichen had not come back yet. Although the lights that should be on automatically turned on, the house still seemed empty.

At this moment, Lin Zhanyan finally understood why Jiang Lili raised a novice.

At this moment, she also needs a novice.

She went upstairs to change her dress and finally sat on the sofa. She was about to send a message to Song Zichen that she had arrived home when she heard a "click" sound from behind her.

It was like the sound of footsteps falling gently on the ground.

However, there was only one sound, and it sounded very cautious.

Too strange.

Lin Zhanyan thought he had heard it wrong, maybe something fell to the ground.

She looked back without any warning and saw the most terrifying scene in her life.

Her pupils had just dilated, and before she could scream, she was covered by someone's mouth.

It turns out that behind her is a person!

This person should have turned in through the window, and his skills were extremely neat and agile, and he suddenly controlled Lin Zhanyan.

Lin Zhanyan couldn't scream, couldn't move, and her mind was even blank.

There was obviously a bodyguard outside, so how did this man sneak in?

The most important thing is, who is he and what he wants to do?

"Um!"

Lin Zhanyan tried her best to make a sound, trying to let the bodyguard hear it so that she could come in to save her.
To be continued...