Huo Jincheng was sitting at the table and sending WeChat messages.

This time he took the time to dubb the anime, and he said it lightly, but in fact it took a lot of trouble.

He doesn't have many scenes now, but he has other jobs besides filming.

Huo Jincheng studied art - architectural design. The reason why he filmed was entirely to make money.

At the beginning, he was the student he admired the most by his mentor.

According to the mentor, if he is not a movie star, he will definitely be a very well-known architectural designer.

In the past two years, filming has made enough money, and Huo Jincheng has also picked up his pen again and began to regain the inspiration that has not been put into reality.

Not many people abroad know his identity as an artist, and he can do his work better.

Recently, he just received a order to design a vacation villa for a resort in a forest park. He is now sending a WeChat message to his assistant to arrange this matter.

Lin Fengwan saw him through several tables.

The man was not wearing a suit and was wearing a light gray shirt.

The decorative lamp on the dining table casts a piece of light and shadow. The person in the light and shadow is like a close-up on a big screen, with thick ink and heavy colors and distinct facial features.

Compared to seven years ago, his face almost did not change, but he just faded away the boy's youthfulness and his temperament became deeper and more restrained.

Lin Fengwan looked at him, just like the moment he was knocked back on the streets of Paris.

My heart beat hard.

Oh shit!

Beauty confuses people.

She bit her lips, and the lips with a light color were slightly filled with blood, as rosy as a petal.

Lin Fengwan became more and more angry, gritted his teeth and walked over with a little heavy pace.

Hearing the sound of high heels stepping across the ground, Huo Jincheng raised his face from the screen.

Jun Qing called and kept apologizing, saying that she couldn't come at the moment, so she arranged for the company's senior management to accompany him.

Huo Jincheng didn't care either. He came here either for the sake of having a meal or for recording. He did not refuse after the other party's kindness.

Unexpectedly, the person who came would be Lin Fengwan.

I have entered fifty or sixty words in my WeChat, but I haven't spoken yet.

He raised his hand to lock the screen and stood up from the chair.

"Breeze late?!"

"Miss Jun temporarily delayed because of something, so I asked me to come and receive Mr. Huo."

Lin Fengwan's tone was as indifferent and distant as when facing a new customer, but there was still a bit of unconcealed unhappiness between the lines.

Huo Jincheng heard her unhappiness. When she was angry, she would bite the words very heavily, just like the "Mr. Huo" just now.

"Please trouble you." He was afraid that she would be even more unhappy, so he tried to be polite with her.

She couldn't keep calm, he could still be as if nothing had happened.

Sure enough, men are so heartless?

Lin Fengwan became even more angry, "Wang can't bear the Fengwan of Mr. Huo."

Huo Jincheng gentlemanly pulled the chair for her. She sat down angrily and put the bag on the chair next to her.

The man's palm was still on the back of the chair and was about to leave, her arm brushing against his fingertips.

It feels very lightly and the skin has a small layer of goose bumps.

Inexplicably, I remembered that at that time, he leaned on her back and kissed her shoulders, and his fingertips gently stroked her arm.

"When I make enough money, I will help you build a house."

"What are you doing? Are you hiding a beautiful woman in the golden house?"

"Hide my wife!"
Chapter completed!