Chapter 44
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His role in the movie "Heaven Seeker" was in the bag — at least for now.
Although the contract had not been officially signed, marketing and press releases emphasized speed. If he didn't release it now, when the official announcement was made, there wouldn't be as much of a splash.
According to the usual marketing strategy, Yang Yu decided to release a smoke bomb first, then deny it and say that it was still under discussion. Finally, it was confirmed. This way, the best publicity effect could be achieved.
Zhou Yuhe obviously didn't have any objections to this. He was already tortured by the jobs and could only sleep three to four hours a day. In the end, Yang Yu pitied him and was afraid that he would be tired when he joined the cast, so he mercifully gave him a day off.
Holidays were rare, but Zhou Yuhe was different now. Even if he was on holiday, he couldn't go out casually. Watching dramas and playing games at home was really boring. After thinking about it, he decided to invite Cao Qiyue and the others to eat at his house.
Ding dong.
The door opened.
Zhou Yuhe was holding a spatula and wearing an apron. He looked at the people outside the door with a dull expression.
Da Pan and Susu were holding heavy plastic bags in both hands. Cao Qiyue was leaning against the door frame empty-handed. Behind her — —
"Brother Xie?" Zhou Yuhe said in surprise.
Xie Yifeng's expression was exactly the same as Zhou Yuhe's. He looked at Zhou Yuhe in the apron as if he didn't recognize him.
But in the next second, Xie Yifeng returned to normal. He lifted the plastic bag in his hand and asked, "You don't welcome me?"
"No, it's just … a little unexpected," Zhou Yuhe turned sideways to let them in and glared at Cao Qiyue who was smiling obnoxiously.
After he settled everyone in the living room, he dragged Cao Qiyue over and asked, "What are you doing? Why did you call him over? No, how do you know him? "
Cao Qiyue rolled his eyes at him and said in an experienced tone, "Calm down. I don't know which question to answer first. What's there to be surprised about? It's not like you don't know that Xie Yifeng is the social queen of the entertainment circle. I've been on WeChat with him since long before you guys met, okay? She had to deal with a myriad of affairs every day and it was rare for her to rest. Look at you, if you don't have any ulterior motives, why don't you call her over for a gathering? Besides, am I, Cao Qiyue, the kind of person who would matchmake? "
Zhou Yuhe: "… You are."
Cao Qiyue: "…"
Cao Qiyue said obscenely with her innocent face, "I'll get you two drunk and lock you in a room. Do you believe me?"
Zhou Yuhe was terrified. He expressed that he could not afford to offend them.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Xie Yingdi who was sitting on the sofa in a very polite manner and staring at the TV. He suddenly felt that his head was going to explode.
Of course, he did not notice that the TV was broadcasting the news. Otherwise, his head would be even bigger.
The kitchen was overflowing with the aroma of food.
Zhou Yuhe and Susu were busy in the kitchen. In the living room, there were two straight men — yes, you didn't see wrong. Cao Qiyue and Da Pan were very straight men waving flags and cheering for the live football broadcast. Xie Yifeng's eyes were constantly glancing at the kitchen. Zhou Yuhe, who was wearing an apron and looked like a very good wife and mother, was unconsciously contributing his own performance.
Zhou Yuhe debuted early. In the early days, he was not very popular. He could only take care of himself. In addition, Zeng Ang's food and living expenses made him good at cooking. After he became famous, he developed a bad habit of being extravagant. However, after his career declined, he returned to his own life.
At that time, it was not that he could not afford to hire a housekeeper. Even when he was at his lowest, he did not have to worry about food and clothing. It was just that he was no longer used to having other people in the house.
"I'll go help." Xie Yifeng got up.
"Go, go." Cao Qiyue's eyes were glued to the ball on the TV. She did not care who said what.
Zhou Yuhe did not know if he heard the footsteps or felt something. He turned around and saw Xie Yifeng. With a guilty conscience, he asked awkwardly, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to see if there's anything I can help with." Xie Yifeng glanced and saw the steaming soup on the cooking table. Without waiting for instructions, he walked over and was about to pick up the pot when he saw Zhou Yuhe's nervous expression.
Xie Yifeng lowered his eyes and quietly touched the edge of the pot.
Then he pulled back his hand and frowned.
Before he could say that it hurt, Zhou Yuhe had already put down the spatula and walked over in a panic. He grabbed his hand and carefully examined it.
"Why are you so careless?"
Xie Yifeng didn't say anything. His dark eyes stared at Zhou Yuhe's careful expression, then turned to stare at their hands that were clasped together.
Zhou Yuhe looked up and glared at him. The latter immediately showed a slightly wronged expression.
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