Chapter 46 Second Kiss (Part 1)

The absurd night was like black ink dropped into mineral water, spreading silently and seeping into every corner.

　　Lan Su found that she could no longer see Huo Yan clearly. She used to think that Huo Yan was a scheming disabled businessman, but now that the disability was fake, she could guess why Huo Yan pretended to be disabled. After she knew that Huo Yan was not the second Miss Lan, she wondered why Huo Yan did not question the Lan family, but kept it a secret for her instead.

　　Just like Sichuan Opera, after taking off a layer of mask, there are still many hidden underneath, red, yellow, blue and green, layer upon layer. Unless the true face of the Sichuan Opera actor is revealed, the audience will never be able to see the truth.

　　Too many confusing accounts were mixed into a ball of wool, and Lan Su finally fell asleep in a quilt wrapped like a spring roll.

　　The dream was not peaceful. It seemed that someone came to touch her hair and gently touched her nose with the tip of a finger. She wanted to open her eyes to see who it was, but she was too tired and finally couldn't open her eyes.

　　Because of her biological clock, she wakes up at 6 o'clock.

I opened the door carefully and saw Huo Yan sleeping soundly on the long sofa in the living room.

　　He was lying on his back, flat and straight, with two coats covering him alternately, the coat covering his upper body, and the suit covering his feet. His left hand was inside the coat, his right hand was raised, bent into a triangle with his head, the back of his hand resting on his forehead, his fingers with smooth nails were loosely curled, losing all his usual sharpness, like a quiet and beautiful rag doll.

　　There was no bed, no quilt, no pillow, it was a bit pitiful.

　　You deserve it.

　　Lan Su cursed her in his heart.

　　Then he pulled out his cell phone, turned on the camera and pointed it at someone who was unsuspecting.

　　This is something she recently learned from the fan chat, called "black history". If Huo Yan bullies her again in the future, or wants her to do something she doesn't want to do, this photo will come in handy - think about it, you also had a messy side back then, each of you take a step back, you stop, and I'll delete the photo.

　　Snap!

　　I forgot to mute my cell phone, and the shutter sound made a startling sound, waking up even though I was always a light sleeper.

　　"Um."

　　His eyeballs rolled twice under his eyelids, and when he opened his eyes, he happened to see Lan Su walking in the living room early in the morning. As for why he was walking, it was because he was in a hurry to put away his phone, so he could only use walking as a cover.

　　"You're up."

　　Huo Yan didn't know what had just happened. He slowly sat up from the sofa, with a red mark on his forehead from the back of his hand.

　　Lan Su suppressed the panic of being secretly photographed, drank a sip of water hastily, turned his back and didn't look at her:

　　"Well, I have to go to work."

Every day for filming, she needs to get up at 6 o'clock and start makeup and styling at 6:30. Lan Su always likes to arrive a few minutes earlier than the agreed time, so she gets up on time at 6 o'clock.

　　But that day was an accident.

　　"The crew has stopped working." Huo Yan said shockingly.

　　"What?"

　　"The police are investigating the case, and the crew has been shut down."

　　"When will it be closed?"

　　"Wait for notification. I'm not a policeman."

　　Huo Yan stood up slowly, combed his hair from the top of his head, gathered the messy hair on his forehead to the back, and then tied it up with a leather rope.

　　Lan Su glanced at it and quickly looked away. Suddenly, the "full skull" head shape discussed by makeup artists a few days ago rang in his ears. The back of the head is smooth and the top of the head is high. Even if you comb this hairstyle close to the scalp, it will present a three-dimensional visual effect.

　　Huo Yan has this type of hairstyle.

　　Especially since she has chestnut hair color, the light color can better show the outline of objects, and every inch of her bones is just right, better than most female stars in the entertainment industry.

　　Putting aside her personality, Huo Yan is still very attractive. No, even with her annoying personality, her looks can still rank among the best in the entertainment industry full of beauties.

　　To be fair, Lan Su is indeed better looking than Yan Zhaoxi and Qu Tang.

Especially the scene where she was pushed against the wall last night. The lighting was charming, the light was ambiguous, and her hair was spread on her face like albizzia flowers. That scene was better than any highlight shot in any movie.

　　"Lan Su, Lan Su?"

　　When Huo Yan called her, she was staring at herself in the mirror in a daze. It took two calls for her to come back to her senses and turn around.

　　"Ah, what's wrong?" Lan Su asked.

　　Huo Yan's eyes paused on her face for a moment, and he pointed at the door: "Breakfast is here, open the door and take it."

　　Lan Su asked back: "Why don't you go?"

　　Huo Yan stood on tiptoe, the edge of her nightgown swaying slightly, "What do you think?"

　　The wheelchair broke last night and the new one hasn't arrived yet, so she can't appear upright in front of outsiders.

　　Lan Su was asking for trouble, so she went to open the door and get her breakfast. The hotel waiter gave her a soulless smile, and she also tried to force a smile.

　　After closing the door and turning around, she saw Huo Yan with his hands in his nightgown pockets, and asked her thoughtfully:

　　"What were you thinking about just now?"

　　Lan Su was puzzled: "What just now?"

　　"When you looked in the mirror. You stood there for a long time after washing your face."

　　"What do you care what I think?" She was still angry.

　　"Too."

　　Huo Yan took the breakfast tray from her, brought it to the dining table, and placed the dishes on the table one by one.

"No matter what you think, you can't think of the kiss last night."

　　Lan Su was furious - how dare this person mention this? How shameless! So shameless!

　　"I was just thinking about that kiss."

　　She found a way to fight back and continued:

　　"I'm going to film a kissing scene soon, and I'm worried about how to do it. You're teaching me for free, so why shouldn't I learn? I just didn't expect that your kissing skills aren't that good either."

　　The easiest way to hurt a person with a strong self-esteem is to tell her that she is nothing special.

　　Sure enough, the hand that was placing the porcelain plate paused, and he went over Lan Su's words again. He turned his head, and a hint of displeasure appeared in his eyes.

　　"Kissing scene?"

　　Lan Su sat across from the table and said, "Yes."

　　"You play a killer, how can there be a kissing scene?"

　　"Why can't assassins have kissing scenes?"

　　"With whom?"

　　Lan Su's lips sank, thinking, isn't this person's point "I think my kissing skills are great"? Why is he so concerned about her kissing scenes?

　　What on earth was going on in that plump skull? Not understanding, he looked up and gave her an indifferent look:

　　"an actor."

　　Thus, a conversation that had planted bombs in both parties' hearts came to an end.

　　The news of the shooting became bigger and bigger, dominating the domestic hot search list for three days, and even the embassy sent a specialist to follow up on the progress of the case.

At the Huo family, the old man was afraid that it would affect the business, so he called again and again to urge Huo Yan to return home. The people from the fourth room were busy gloating over the misfortune, and Huo Jingjing even posted a veiled Weibo with the caption "Retribution is not bad".

　　Only Uncle San was more humane. He called and asked if Huo Yan was injured.

　　"It's quite dangerous abroad, especially for that crew. I think it's still the border area with Laos. It's really too unsafe. If you want me to do this, I'll ask some bodyguards to escort you back home."

　　The middle-aged man's voice was very gentle, and Huo Yan also laughed.

　　"Uncle San, thank you for your kindness. I appreciate it. Forget about the bodyguards. The police now have people guarding here every day. Even if someone wants to do something, they won't have the chance to do it. As for the company, please help me keep an eye on it. I'm afraid those old men on the board of directors will make a big fuss when I'm not here."

　　"Gong Gong Gong, why are you like the old man? How many times has Third Uncle told you that your health is the most important thing! I recently met an acupuncture master who feels pretty good. When you come back, I will treat your leg. Maybe it will get better."

　　"Okay, I know, thank you, Uncle San. But my legs have been paralyzed for so many years, so please don't embarrass the master."

　　...

　　The phone call was very heartwarming, but Lan Su felt uncomfortable listening to it - Third Uncle was the only person Huo Yan trusted in the Huo family, and even he didn't know that Huo Yan was pretending to be disabled. Then, would she, the only follower who knew the truth, be killed to silence her?

　　After hanging up the phone, I turned around and saw Lan Su immersed in her own little world. I subconsciously wanted to ask her what she was thinking, but finally shut up. According to her current temper, no matter what Lan Su was thinking, she would definitely retort that "Your kissing skills are not that good either."

As things progressed, the police did not catch the real murderer in the end. They only drew a portrait of the murderer through a profiler - male, Asian, between 25 and 35 years old, over 175 cm tall, with a strong appearance, and most likely not Thai.

　　There is no specific indication, but it is certain that this man is a hired killer.

　　The local government saw that the situation was getting worse and worse, and even caused many Chinese netizens to rebel and dare not travel too much. At Huo Yan's suggestion, the government assisted Mei Ailiya in the acquisition of the jewelry company and signed a 200 million jewelry cooperation agreement at the same time.

　　Before ordinary people could recover from the horror of the shooting, Huo Yan had already used it to negotiate a 200 million yuan contract.

　　Sure enough, in her eyes, everything can be considered a transaction.

　　After the case was closed, Huo Yan set off to return home, and Lan Su sent her to the airport. They thought that the two would part ways, one to deal with company matters, and the other to return to the crew to continue filming. Unexpectedly, a phone call disrupted their plans.

　　"There's a fire in the hospital, come back and lie down quickly."

　　The person who called was Lan Haotian, Lan Su's adoptive father.

　　The hospital he was talking about was none other than the sanatorium located in the center of the island that had been taking care of Lan Su's biological sister.

　　"Is the fire big? How is she?"

Lan Su was incapable of playing the role of a rich lady, let alone a loving wife. She only knew that the life and death of her sister, the only person she wanted to protect for all these years, was uncertain.

　　"The fire department has already gone. Come back first and we'll talk later."

　　That was the first time Huo Yan saw Lan Su lose his composure. He was so flustered that his face turned pale, his eyes lost focus, and he slumped in a chair in panic. Then he ran to the ticket counter like a madman.

　　"I, I'll buy the ticket!"

　　"Excuse me? Can I help you?"

　　That was in Thailand, and the staff didn't understand Chinese, so they only asked her in English.

　　"I, I..." People lose their ability to speak when they are panicked. Lan Su felt like there was a stone stuck in his throat and he could only squeeze out a few broken syllables.

　　Fortunately, in the midst of the chaos, a gentle hand took her passport, handed it to the staff, and said in fluent English:

　　"Please, I want to buy a ticket for this flight. Here's the passport."