Cong Xin, who had a good sleep, felt comfortable when she got up. When she looked at her phone, she thought of the scene where the two kissed last night. She couldn't help but touch her lips, her face flushed. She didn't know what the person was like. She had a good sleep like her when she went back last night. She wanted to call and ask, but she felt that it was too much. She seemed to think she was looking forward to that, and called her early in the morning.

Thinking of this, Cong Xin pressed the idea of ​​making a phone call, got up, wash, and go to work on time. She was busy with work for a day today. How could she be immersed in the love between children?

But what she didn't expect was that when she arrived at the studio early in the morning, she saw someone who shouldn't have been in the studio.

"Why are you here?" Cong Xin thought he thought he was like him and found her, "I still have to work."

Love is love, work is work, how can you delay work because of love? She has always been a person with clear distinction between public and private affairs.

"I know you want to work." Song Jingxing said slowly.

"Then are you still here?" Cong Xin said, "You don't call me. If you have anything, you can't get off work?"

"No." The man shook his head without thinking.

Cong Xin was angry, "You... if you don't work, I still have to work."

“I came here for work.”

"You are here for work?" Cong Xin was stunned.

"What about that?" Song Jingxing came over deliberately, "Or why? I miss you? Did you do this before?"

"I didn't." Cong Xin hurriedly denied.

"Haha." Song Jingxing laughed, "It can be seen that it is."

"you……"

"I'm doing it for work, but I want to see you too." Song Jingxing suddenly whispered.

"What are you talking about?" Cong Xin hurriedly looked around and saw that everyone in the studio leaned over here. He coughed lightly and said seriously, "What's the job?"

When talking about work, Song Jingxing became a little serious, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, Cong Xin just pretended that he didn't see it.

"I'm going to attend an event tomorrow and I want you to go with me."

"I am no longer your assistant." Cong Xin reminded him.

"Accompanying photographer, who said he wanted you to be an assistant?"

"Oh." Cong Xin thought for a while and asked, "How many days?"

"Two days." Song Jingxing said, "One day in the city, but one day we will go to the countryside."

Cong Xin took out her itinerary and looked at it, "It can still be withdrawn in two days, but the salary must be made in advance."

"It's calculated based on the price of your studio." Song Jingxing shook his head helplessly, "If you don't have a job, you'll talk about money first. I'm your boyfriend."

"Stop talking about boyfriends, brothers can settle the score clearly," said Cong Xin.

"It really fell into the eyes of money," said Song Jingxing. "Sometimes I really don't know what you are putting on in your mind. Even the card is given to you. You don't move, but you are petty here."

“It’s different.”

"Why aren't it different? Isn't it all the same? Isn't it money?" Song Jingxing said, "Isn't mine yours? Is it natural for men to make money and spend women?"

"But I still feel more at ease to make money by relying on my ability," said Cong Xin.

"Okay, I don't want to quarrel with you over these things." Song Jingxing said, "I just don't want you to live so hard. If I don't have the ability to make money, then forget it. I have that ability, why do you still work hard?"

"You can't spend enough money if you don't do anything. Why do you still have to act?" Cong Xin suddenly asked him back.

"I..." Song Jingxing was speechless.

"Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you," Cong Xin said, "I think it's great."

Song Jingxing said, "This is incomparable, the situation is different."

Cong Xin hurriedly said, "No matter what, let's stop arguing. Don't you also say that it's good now? Let's just do it now. I'm not a ignorant person, nor because I can't let go of my self-esteem. I just think I can still deal with it now. If I can't, I will definitely ask you for help."

"Help?" Song Jingxing snorted, "You haven't planned that from beginning to end, are you? You won't even look for An Yi."

"Why are you mentioning him again?" Cong Xin was helpless.

"He is more important than me in your heart, how can you not mention him?" Song Jingxing was not angry.

"My mother is more important than you, why don't you mention it?" Cong Xin asked.

"You...Is it useful to mention it? Do I still want you to see me more important than your mother? I don't have that big face? Let's not talk about your mother, I may not be able to compare even Xiaoyu."

"Tsk tsk." Cong Xin shook her head repeatedly, "I became jealous, but she didn't even let Xiaoyu go. If she knew about it, she wouldn't know what to think."

"Who is jealous?" Song Jingxing denied, "I'm talking to you about rights."

"Enterprise? What rights?"

"Boyfriend's rights." Song Jingxing asked her, "What other rights can it be? Can I tell you about your husband's rights?"

Cong Xin couldn't help but blush, "How do I know if my boyfriend's rights are not written into the law?"

"Are you implying me to propose to you and legalize our rights?"

"I didn't think so." Cong Xin waved her hand desperately.

She said this, Song Jingxing's face became increasingly unfair, "It means you never thought about it? You just want to fall in love with me, and never want to marry me?"

Isn’t this a question? Cong Xin said, “I haven’t even understood the relationship yet, but I just think about getting married. Have you thought about it?”

"Of course I thought about it." said the man. "I'm not talking about it, and I don't have that time either."

Cong Xin laughed dryly, "I didn't say I was talking and having fun."

Song Jingxing simply made the words clear, "But the feeling you gave me before was just talking and having a clear boundary with me."

"Is there any?" Cong Xin opened her eyes and said lies, "I haven't thought about it, don't you do this step by step? If you can eat a fat man in one bite, haste will not be achieved."

"You are very sober." Song Jingxing was not angry.

"Haha." Cong Xin smiled dryly, "There is the end of the matter? Is there anything else? If not..."

"Are you driving me away?" Song Jingxing glared, "An Yi is here, do you have the same attitude?"

“An Yi won’t come over during working hours.”

"What if it was Jiang Yihang? You should have sent it early?"

"Jiang Yihang? Isn't that a friend?"

"Just do it, but I can't do it?"

"Isn't this to avoid suspicion?" Cong Xin said, "Where are people outside staring at you every day?"

"Why are you afraid of taking pictures?"

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid."

Cong Xin said, "As a photographer, I started with your fame at the beginning. Now it is the time to need strength. I can't be on the hot search because of this."

"You are destroying the bridge across the river, do you know?" Song Jingxing said, "When you use it, you can take us out, and you don't need it anymore, so you will ignore us."

Cong Xin felt wronged, "It's not my search for you, it's yourselves that you voluntarily? I'm so eager for quick success and incompetence, and ungrateful?"

"You're not?"

"Of course I'm not."

Song Jingxing said, "I don't care what you are. It will sooner or later be revealed about your affairs with me. If you dodge like this, I will think you just want to play with me."

"Play, what are you playing?" Cong Xin gave him a blank look, "You don't have that free time, I have that free time? I'm even busier than you."

"What's the reason?" Song Jingxing said, "I'm afraid my fans will eat it. These are just temporary. After a long time, everyone will forget it. After all, I've been behind the scenes."

Cong Xin said, "Actually, I don't like to show up in public. I just want to work hard and be my photographer, and don't want to be pointed at by others on the road."

"It's really just because of this?" Song Jingxing asked suspiciously.

"Really." Cong Xin pointed his head very simply. She did not lie completely. She did have this reason. "Although I am a photographer, what I fear most is that the camera is facing me. I just want to be ordinary and fall in love. When it reaches a certain level, she will get married and have children, and then live her life in an ordinary way." She did not have much ambitions for life.

"Have you used several ordinary people?" Song Jingxing looked at her.

Cong Xin said, "Yes, you don't like it? I know someone like you is destined to be ordinary." No matter which aspect.

"No." Song Jingxing shook his head, "It's nothing wrong with ordinary people." He also hoped, but it seemed that he could not do it.

Although Song Jingxing has been moved behind the scenes, the work he had negotiated before still needs to be completed, such as today's event.

The event was to send photos to the public. Song Jingxing didn't want to use the organizer, so he found Cong Xin. Of course, it was not entirely because of his work. Part of the reason was that he wanted to fall in love with a job, which is the so-called fake public service for personal gain.

The event invited many celebrities, and they inevitably met many acquaintances on the scene, such as Jiang Yihang and Mingshan.

Cong Xin felt sad when she saw Mingshan.

Since last time, Cong Xin has never seen Mingshan again, and the cooperation that had been negotiated has failed. Although the contract has been signed, one party will have to pay compensation for innocent breaching the contract. The people in the studio unanimously demanded to act as agreed and ask for compensation, but Cong Xin refused to allow it.

She was already ashamed of this matter, so how could she find someone else?

During this period, she also tried to contact her several times, but the others ignored her at all.

Everyone around her said that she did nothing wrong, and she didn't know that she had done something wrong, but guilt was guilt.

Cong Xin followed Song Jingxing.

Mingshan saw Song Jingxing and came from afar to say hello. It was as if nothing had happened. It was still so friendly and warm. Only when he saw Cong Xin, his face changed. Then he talked to Song Jingxing about the recently released movie, as if he didn't know Cong Xin at all.

Cong Xin, who was about to say hello, could no longer speak, so Cong Xin had to stand there silently.

Song Jingxing glanced at Cong Xin, then said sorry to Mingshan who was still holding him and saying endlessly, and took Cong Xin to another place.

Halfway through, Cong Xin looked back and happened to meet Mingshan's gloomy gaze cast by him, and she couldn't help but have a cold war.

Song Jingxing brought her a glass of wine, "If you are tired, sit down and rest for a while."

"I'm not tired." Cong Xin said, "You don't have to worry about me and concentrate on your work."

"No matter who you care about," Song Jingxing said, "Isn't work the same thing? What's the point of showing your face? There's nothing to concentrate on."

"That's not what you said before." Cong Xin sneered, "You said you were doing something and loving something. At that time, you said I wasn't serious."

Song Jingxing probably didn't expect her to block him with the previous words, and couldn't help but refute, "That's right, but I'm talking about filming, so there's no need for such an event, it's just a matter of walking around."
To be continued...