Chapter 11 Chapter 8 Yingying Linshui has no reason to speak

For two consecutive days, the entertainment section of the newspaper published photos of Li Qi shaking hands with Le Zhiyin. The headlines are all exciting for the TV station: "Zhiyin defeated the neighbor with one move at 11 o'clock" "Li Qi sparked when he saw his bosom friend" "The film emperor's bosom friend elicits inner feelings for the first time" "Le Zhiyin wins another battle and ratings rise again" Everyone congratulated Le Zhiyin, and the whole team was in high spirits. Looking at the photos, Le Zhiyin felt infinitely sad. The director said:

"Li Qi is popular among countless movie fans, what woman would not be willing to throw herself into his arms, but he seems to have fallen in love with you at first sight!" Le Zhiyin glanced at him. "Everyone knows that Li Qi has always been flirtatious, and I don't know how many girlfriends he has changed so that I won't be flirtatious." The female data collector has long admired Li Qi: "His eyes did speak, and I nearly passed out when he looked at me like that." Le Zhiyin made fun of her: "Little sister, Li Qi's eyes have always been like this."

The female assistant director is the clearest: "Always? Didn't you meet him for the first time the day before yesterday? How do you know he's always like this? You knew him before?" Le Zhiyin pointed to his head: "I'm smart, I can take it for granted, do I need to know him before?" The producer handed over a list: "Zhiyin, since you are so capable, we will not stop doing anything, and simply invite handsome and successful men to come to Zhiyin at 11 o'clock one by one." When Le Zhiyin looked at the list, he couldn't help being dumbfounded:

Wang Fasong - Queen's Counsel Zhu Zuchuang - real estate tycoon Lonnie Sun - Electronics Lion Cheng Anxiong——A Chinese American Astronautics Physicist Cheng Anbang——The first Chinese-American protagonist in a Hollywood movie A series of names made Le Zhiyin's past come to mind, and he was speechless for a while. "Wonderful, isn't it?" the producer said, "We made an appointment with these five people at full speed, so that the neighbors would not be able to fight back." "Hmm." The bosom friend responded. "However," said the producer, "it seems that you have to go out and make an appointment in person. The chances of success are higher."

"Let me think about it first." Le Zhiyin was in a mess. "I don't have time to think about it, bosom friend, let's act first, at worst, you fly to the United States to meet the two brothers Cheng Anxiong and Cheng Anbang." The producer said: "Everyone is here, can the Cheng brothers not believe our sincerity?" "Of course, it costs only 20,000 to 30,000 yuan for a round-trip flight, which is the most touching." Le Zhiyin said with a smile: "If NBC, ABC or CBS send a host to invite me to the United States for an interview, I will not agree. Strange."

"I won't let you go, or if you go, you will be as popular as Connie Chung, and you will never be invited back." The producer said. Le Zhiyin sighed: "The annual salary is 2 million US dollars, and I only get 480,000 Hong Kong dollars. I feel very inferior!" "Okay, okay, you have a plan to raise your salary." The producer said: "If you get these five, I will fight for your annual salary of two million Hong Kong dollars." "Then it's a deal! You can't deny it when the time comes!" Le Zhiyin said, and walked away with a smile. She does need more income, both to support herself and to support her parents. Hundreds of thousands of dollars a month is really not enough to make ends meet.

Once upon a time, she didn't even pay attention to 400 million or 40 million yuan, but now she has to pay a hundred or two hundred yuan. The prosperity of the Sheng family in the past is gone forever. Who knew her real name was Sheng Shihua? Who else knew that Cheng Anxiong was her ex-husband? The family is backward, and all the childhood friends have achieved their own achievements. They are either famous in the world or their careers are skyrocketing. No one can understand the feeling of our lady being reduced to a mouthful, she really has a sense of inferiority. Her parents' spirits were all lost, and her mother was sick and admitted to a second-class room, and she had to sneak in, fearing that people would know that she couldn't live in a first-class room, and that people would come to visit her. Sheng Shihua was very sad.

She thought of the summer vacation when she was eighteen, those unforgettable days in her life. How is it such a coincidence?People who have left traces in her life, the producer put them on the interview list.Staring at the portrait of a sixteen-year-old girl painted by Li Qi, everything seems to be yesterday: Li Qi, Fa Song, A Zu, Lonnie, An Xiong, An Bang, the people and things in the past, the memories of the past ten years still seem to happen yesterday So new, so close. However, ten years are like a piece of strong rubber glue and a skillful brush, constantly erasing some old traces, and at the same time constantly changing the environment, subtracting a stroke here, adding a stroke there, and turning it into a different picture up.

Those pictures are so strange and far away. Le Zhiyin hopes that there is only the past, not today. Her heart is calling softly: Anxiong, my dear husband. Anbang, what can I say now?miss you. Li Qi, thank you for your love for so many years, what can I give you back?Back then you had nothing, I had everything, now, I have nothing, but you have everything. Fazon, I'm sorry I've never been fair to you. Azu, have you finally forgotten Shivia?Her body is floating under the Golden Gate Bridge, I hope you don't feel sad anymore. Lonny, you told me you were poor, you said you must be rich, is money so important to you?Anyway, you're rich and I'm happy for you.

The boy in the past, the successful person today, each name has become so heavy that she can't afford it. She misses her child very much, and there is a stack of letters she wrote to her child on her desk, but none of them have been sent. Whenever she thought of her son, she wrote him a letter. "Xiaoxiong, when your mother dies in the future, you will know how many years your mother has missed you." Le Zhiyin picked up the pen and wrote the word "Xiaoxiong", but couldn't continue. She wants to hear the voice of the child. Looking at the watch, it should be seven o'clock in the evening in California, An Xiong and Xiao Xiong should be at home.

She hung up the long distance call. "Hello." The voice of a nine-year-old boy. "Xiaoxiong, it's Mommy, how are you?" Once the bosom friend heard his son's voice, he wished to listen for a while. The child was obviously not interested, so he just called his father on the phone: "Daddy, Mommy is calling." "Xiaoxiong, don't run away, tell Mommy if you have grown taller." Zhiyin hoped to reach out to the other side of the Pacific Ocean and hold the child. "Daddy!" the child was still shouting. Cheng Anxiong took the receiver from the child. "He ran away." "Anxiong, how is Xiaoxiong?" The bosom friend said, "I waited for a long time, but he didn't call me Mommy, he just asked you to come and answer the phone." "What do you expect him to do?" An Xiong's voice was a bit cold: "Xiao Xiong hasn't seen you for many years." Bosom friend asked: "Anxiong, how are you?" Cheng Anxiong replied socially: "I'm very good." He didn't even have to say hello to his ex-wife. Bosom friend tried hard to continue the topic: "What's wrong with Xiong?" "Being more and more like me." An Xiong felt all kinds of feelings in his heart. "It looks more and more like you...can you send me a recent photo of Xiaoxiong?" Xiaoxiong is a secret between the two couples.As the years passed, the answer to this mystery became more and more apparent. The child belongs to Anbang, and Anbang and Anxiong are very similar in appearance, the difference is that their personalities are vastly different. Zhiyin hasn't seen Anbang for many years, has he met Anxiong?Does he know Xiaoxiong is his child? There are too many questions she wants to ask, most of them are sensitive questions, it's not that she doesn't dare to ask them, it's that she doesn't want to hurt An Xiong again. An Xiong was silent, his lover was pregnant with his younger brother's child before getting married.After they got married, no one was careful not to touch this issue. It is like a soap bubble. If someone pricks it with the tiniest needle in the world, the soap bubble will burst invisibly. "Anxiong, I mean, give me a photo of you and Xiaoxiong." "I'll send you Xiaoxiong's single photo." Over the years, An Xiong has been building a wall to separate him from his bosom friend. "An Xiong," said the bosom friend, "the happiest days of my life were the days when we lived in the little white house. I hope you know." An Xiong didn't respond, nor did he ask her any questions, just remained silent. The conversation couldn't continue, so Zhiyin had to hang up the line. In an instant, she felt infinitely lonely, and hanging up the phone to her son and ex-husband was more uncomfortable than not hanging up. An Xiong is like a solid wall, no matter what she says, he is indifferent, no matter what she does, he bounces her out, making it impossible for her to get close to the past relationship between husband and wife.What remained in her mind was only the story she held alone, and the characters who actually appeared in the story all expressed that they had nothing to do with the story, as if she had made up the story and she was lying. The boudoir was silent, she hoped that Li Qi would give her a call. but. In the past, Li Qi would stand outside Sheng's house under the heavy rain, waiting for her all night with his body soaked. Today, Li Qi is already the favorite of the film industry, he has film appointments but not time. Times change and she becomes small. Returning to the TV station the next day, the producer said to her: "Zhu Zuchuang made an appointment. As soon as your name was mentioned, he immediately agreed. He said he knew you, why didn't you hum?" The bosom friend was not in good spirits, and replied vaguely: "Maybe I forgot, but I probably recognized him when we met." "Zhu Zuchuang, a real estate tycoon, you can't even remember? He seemed very excited to mention you." The producer said, "Is it your ex-boyfriend?" The confidant was noncommittal, and he was very grateful to Zhu Zuchuang, an old classmate. Dear Azu, you are still so emotional. "Who is his wife?" Le Zhiyin asked. "He's a small star who can't get popular, married into a wealthy family, but still can't get rid of the dusty smell." The producer said. Azu, you always like unruly women, Zhiyin thought to herself. "When will the video be recorded?" asked the bosom friend. "Zhu Zuchuang can say whatever he wants." The producer said, "But he asks you to call him personally to discuss it." "I don't have his phone number." Le Zhiyin had read about Zhu Zuchuang in the newspaper, but had not contacted him. "You don't have it, I have it." The producer gave her Zhu Zuchuang's phone number: "I want to catch up with you." Le Zhiyin smiled: "Don't lie to me, I don't think Zhu Zuchuang wants to discuss something with me, but that you have some unsolvable problems that you want me to arrange." The producer patted her on the shoulder: "It's said that you are an elf with clear eyebrows." Le Zhiyin never likes to spend unnecessary time when doing things. "What's the question?" The director then spoke: "His wife is going to be on camera too." Le Zhiyin looked at him: "Don't tell me she's going to be interviewed with the doctor!" "That's exactly what she wants," said the director. "We didn't invite her, I don't want her." Le Zhiyin saw everyone's expressions, and already knew that no one wanted Zhu Zuchuang's wife to appear on the scene. The female assistant director is straightforward: "She's not a big star, she's only been a supporting role in a few shoddy films, who's interested in her?" Le Zhiyin felt that once the showy Mrs. Zhu was placed next to Zhu Zuchuang to appear together, the image of Zhu Zuchuang would be lowered. "Okay! I'll make a phone call with Zhu Zuchuang." Le Zhiyin planned to call again at home, because there were so many people coming and going in the company, it was inconvenient to say a lot. "Also," the producer asked after her, "Cheng Anxiong and Cheng Anbang, can you make a long-distance call to get in touch?" Bosom friend's heart sank, the one with the most affection is also the one who is the most like a stranger, it is impossible for An Xiong to agree to her. "Cheng Anxiong, you go to contact, it's better to write a letter in the name of the company first, he lives in the United States for a long time, and he doesn't know who I am." Bosom friend doesn't want to make fun of himself again. "What about Cheng Anbang?" the producer asked. Lezhiyin stalls: "How do I know where he is?" Producer says: "As far as we can find out, he is all from the film industry." The female data officer had an idea: "Ask Li Qi, maybe they know each other." The female assistant director sarcastically sarcastically said: "Go ahead and ask, then you will have another chance to talk to Li Qi!" The round face of the female data collector was flushed red. Le Zhiyin is really envious of her Huaichun dream. For her, those days are gone forever. Tell Li Qi to find Cheng Anbang? No wonder Li Qi was willing to look for it. "I'm going first," Le Zhiyin knew that time was running out: "I tried to persuade Zhu Zuchuang to tell his wife not to appear with him." That being said, Le Zhiyin is still not 100% sure. She knew Azu too well, he would do whatever the woman he loved asked him to do. This young man who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and inherited the family's huge real estate agency has always been unable to pass the test of women. She liked Azu. Back then on the university campus, Azu could not have been nicer to her, but he chose women's taste, which is really not flattering. "Azu, it's me, Sheng Shihua, thank you for remembering me." Le Zhiyin hung up the phone. "Shihua, when did you become Le Zhiyin?" Zhu Zuchuang was overjoyed: "Le Zhiyin, Le Zhiyin, this stage name is very nice." "Azu, no one in the company knows that my real name is Sheng Shihua. You didn't tell anyone just now, did you?" "Of course not." Azu was full of emotion as before: "Sheng Shihua is mine, and Le Zhiyin is theirs. Shihua, I have not forgotten you." "Azu, neither do I." She thought of the boy who came to the dormitory in black trousers and a black leather airplane shirt to look for her. That was the first boy who came to ask her out when she was a freshman in college in California, USA. At that time, he was frustrated, and his girlfriend Shi Weiya, who had left him, was at the welcome party, and she really turned her head and smiled, until Azu came in like a fairy who didn't eat fireworks, accompanied by a new student named Sheng Shihua. Sylvia paled. Azu remembered very clearly that Sheng Shihua was like his loyal comrade-in-arms all night. He never disliked Sheng Shihua for half a minute, but Cheng Anxiong's appearance and Shi Weiya's death made him lose contact with Sheng Shihua. "Shihua, where are you? Can you come to my office and have a chat? I'll ask the driver to pick you up." Azu said sincerely. "I didn't pick someone up casually." Le Zhiyin was touched by his kindness: "However, Azu, you are an exception. Please ask your driver to find Miss Le, let alone Miss Sheng." "Why do you hide your name, Shihua?" Azu was very concerned: "What happened? What happened to you and An Xiong?" "Ah Zu, how about we talk again when we meet?" "Okay, okay, wait... well, wait for about half an hour, I'll ask the driver to come right away." "Doesn't hinder your work?" "Whatever, Shihua, I haven't seen you for too long, it's rare to have today." Half an hour later, a golden Rolls-Royce Silver Spur arrived and took Le Zhiyin to the Alexander Building in Central. Azu's secretary politely led Le Zhiyin to the managing director's office. All the way past the desks of male and female staff, Le Zhiyin vaguely heard: "Ah, she's prettier in person than she looks on camera!" "Ah, she turned out to be in such a good figure!" "Look, she's so pretty and young without makeup!" young? Le Zhiyin felt that she was a hundred years old. As soon as the door of the managing director's office opened, it was a spacious office of about 600 square feet, and Azu was sitting in it. Behind his desk is a row of bookshelves, all of which are hardcover books with gilt borders, which are more decorative than practical. It is really inappropriate for a real estate company to include high-profile literary works by Shakespeare, Dickens, Dumas, and Dostoevsky. Azu asked the secretary to pour tea, and then sent her away: "I don't answer any calls." "What about Mrs. Zhu's?" The secretary was a little apprehensive, as if Mrs. Zhu would open the door and come in at any time. Azu was embarrassed: "Tell her I'm being interviewed and the phone won't ring." The secretary went out worried, as if she had been scolded many times by Mrs. Zhu for similar incidents. Zhu Zuchuang closed the door, and stretched out his hands to admire: "Shihua, I haven't seen you for ten years, but you are still beautiful." "Azu, you are pretty much the same as before." "If you get fatter, it won't be good if you get fatter." Azu said, "You are really, you still have such a thin waist, it seems that you haven't gained an inch." "Azu, you look much happier than the last time I saw you." Le Zhiyin looked at the red-faced Azu, he was always a bit extravagant, even though his family was not so rich, he was still good-looking. It's just that his wife... Le Zhiyin glanced at the three-foot-by-four-foot color photo of Mrs. Zhu hanging in his office. She is like a monthly calendar. "That's Ruby, my wife." "Azu, are you a wife lover? Hang a giant photo of your wife here." Le Zhiyin shook her head. Azu sighed helplessly: "She insisted on me hanging it up, she likes this picture the most." "Isn't it okay to hang it at home?" Le Zhiyin felt very dazzling. Azu still looked helpless: "The living room, bedroom, and study room are all covered with her photos. There is no place to hang them anymore. She looks good, right?" good? Le Zhiyin thought to herself: It's extremely wrong. Three-point beauty, coupled with the colorful paint, is unbearably vulgar. "I heard, um, I heard that you and An Xiong separated, it's a pity." "Azu, separation is separation, there is no pity." "But, Shihua, now you are alone, why..." Before he finished speaking, the door was pushed open by ten red nails, and a woman with heavy make-up came in, and the make-up was silvery in broad daylight, as if she was about to go to a dinner party. The fur on her body is sable, which Le Zhiyin can tell at a glance. After all, her mother taught her how to judge the quality of fur. It just so happened that what she was wearing today was a short vest made from her mother's old sable coat. Mrs. Zhu stretched out her hand with a seven-carat round diamond on her middle finger, and shook hands with Le Zhiyin enthusiastically: "Le Zhiyin, I've heard about you for a long time, I'm so happy to see you!" She shook hands so hard that Le Zhiyin made her dizzy. "We are fellow artists, so we must be able to talk about it." Mrs. Zhu said as if she had known Le Zhiyin for ten lifetimes. Le Zhiyin murmured inwardly that something was wrong, and Mrs. Zhu seemed ready to let her visit. "Yeah, we even have the same taste in clothes." Mrs. Zhu pointed to Le Zhiyin's sable vest: "But yours is just a vest, mine has sleeves." "It's much longer than mine." Le Zhiyin said angrily on her behalf. Mrs. Zhu couldn't stop talking: "Mine are wild sables from Russia, not farm-raised. What is yours?" "What is mine? Mother gave it to me." "Well, it's pretty nice." Mrs. Zhu intends to please Le Zhiyin. Le Zhiyin complained secretly, this woman wished to think that she was a celebrity, and even more wishful to think that she wanted to visit her. Le Zhiyin deliberately reminded Azu: "Mr. Zhu, I appreciate your willingness to accept a personal interview." "Thank you?" Mrs. Zhu said, "My husband and I are very happy to accept your interview." Le Zhiyin thought, Oops, how do you get rid of this woman? She waited for Zhu Zuchuang to come up with an idea and tell his pushy wife that it wasn't her who was going to be interviewed at "11 o'clock". While Mrs. Zhu was talking, Zhu Zuchuang had no intention of stopping her and held her hand. When Mrs. Zhu talked about being elated, she shook off her husband's hand, otherwise she couldn't dance. Seeing this scene, Le Zhiyin felt indescribably sad. She lamented that Azu had changed and lost all anger. She lamented that Azu accepted everything, no longer pursued, no longer resisted. Mrs. Zhu is very hospitable: "Let's go to lunch together." Le Zhiyin really has no appetite, but the matter is not over yet, so he can't leave. Mrs. Zhu picked up the phone on her husband's desk: "Hello? Miss Pan? I've made it clear. I don't want the 10-carat baguette diamond. It looks too small. I want the 10-carat round diamond. Let's put it on a ring right now. I want to appear on the scene." Le Zhiyin barely fainted. If she had to choose, she would choose a ten-carat baguette diamond and a ten-carat round diamond ring, which are too bulky. Mrs. Zhu obviously agreed with Azu on everything she bought, and Mrs. Zhu didn't even ask her husband a question. "Ah, Miss Le, talk to Azu for a while, I'll go out and arrange lunch first." Mrs. Zhu looked at the watch with golden light and diamonds on her wrist, and said to her husband: "Don't ask Miss Le to walk, I will tell Ah Gang to drive that golden Rolls-Royce to pick you up. Ah, Miss Le, if you don't like gold, I can ask him to drive the white one." Le Zhiyin made her show off and confused her mind: "Mrs. Zhu, it's up to you." "Then let's call the golden one, that new one, I just bought it two months ago, more than 2.7 million, more expensive than last year." Mrs. Zhu finally rushed out. Le Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief. "Azu, I just want to visit you alone." Azu said: "Let Ruby show up too." Le Zhiyin was angry and funny: "I'm visiting real estate tycoon Zhu Zuchuang, not Zhu Zuchuang's wife." Azu said: "Ruby is just a kid, don't blame her." Le Zhiyin shook her head: "It's not a question of whether it's weird or not, but...do you mind if I tell the truth?" Azu shook his head: "Old classmates who don't tell the truth, who will say it?" "Azu." The bosom friend said: "Ruby is very enthusiastic, but, forgive me for being blunt, her nouveau riche style will make you look bad during the interview." Azu said: "I don't care, anyway, everyone knows that the Zhu family is not an upstart." Zhiyin stared at Azu for a while, only to see his face was happy: "You dote on her." Azu smiled and said: "Shihua, I'm different from before." "That's obvious." Zhiyin stood up from the sofa. "Shihua," Azu stood up with her, "Sylvia jumped off the Golden Gate Bridge, I am responsible." "Azu!" The bosom friend couldn't help it: "Sylvia's death was a tragedy caused by her own hands. Isn't she hurting you enough?" Azu gently put one hand on her shoulder: "Yes, she made a lot of mistakes and hurt me a lot, but, I loved her, and I shouldn't reject her when she is desperate." "Don't feel guilty anymore, okay? It's been ten years." The bosom friend understands that Azu has never tried not to love Shivia.The two of them went to the United States to study together, and in Azu's mind, Shivia was his future wife. It's just that Shi Weiya was fidgety, leaving Azu aside, he became close to one boy after another, which really ruined Azu's face. "I don't regret that I fought American boys for Sylvia." Azu said: "I know, I became the laughing stock on campus, wearing a green headscarf one after another, and I was dead set on her." Bosom friend thinks of the charming Shi Weiya, and feels sad, even though she doesn't like her. "When I was young, I used my emotions." Azu was a little melancholy: "What are you fighting for? As long as I help her when no one is willing to help her, she will still be alive today." The bosom friend sighed, Azu's kind nature often made him discriminate between good and evil. Although Shi Weiya is as good as she can be, she always has a higher style than Ruby. "I'd rather you marry Sylvia," said the bosom friend. "Miss Sheng, do you look down on Ruby?" "Azu, I reserve the silence to express my opinion." "Shihua, Ruby doesn't have much education. On the surface, she looks vulgar and childish, but she is a kind-hearted person." "Like you?" Azu nodded. "Where did you find her, Mr. Zhu?" "Oh, I met in a large group of people. At that time, she couldn't even play a small supporting role, and followed a supporting actor who was a villain. The man slapped her a few times in public and kicked her away, looking at me I can't bear it." "Then you are the hero to save the beauty, and you have a big fight with the supporting actor?" "No, I saw her squatting in front of the hotel crying, and I was about to comfort her, but she suddenly rushed forward and hit a speeding car. I got anxious and grabbed him." "That's how the story started? From pity to love?" Azu shrugged: "She didn't even have a place to live, so I let her live in a first-floor demonstration unit that the real estate company had just run out." "Follow this poor starlet and become a celebrity wife?" "Shihua, don't look dissatisfied. How many girls can have such a good background as you? If you want money, you have money, you want a boyfriend, you want a career?" These words touched the pain of bosom friend. "Azu, what I had before, I have nothing now." Azuma is very concerned about: "Shihua, I think it's a bit strange that Miss Qianjin can be a TV entertainer like you. Of course, I don't despise entertainers. My own wife is also an entertainer." Bosom friend doesn't want to say too much: "In short, Azu, the prosperity of the past is over, and now I am a woman who wants to work and earn money to support myself and my parents." Azu took her hands and sat down: "Shihua, if you need anything..." "No! No! No!" Zhiyin shook his head vigorously. After a while of silence, Zhiyin flicked her hair: "I'm sorry, Azu, thank you for your kindness, I understand you, you are a sincere person, but, I..." Having said this, Zhiyin choked up, and Azu could see that her eyelashes were filled with tears, so he handed her the handkerchief. Bosom friend used Azu's handkerchief to smudge his eyes lightly, and handed the handkerchief back to Azu. "I don't want to cry. Azu, I'm doing well. It's just that my mother is not in good health and often goes in and out of the hospital. I'm worried that she won't last long." Azu cared and said: "No wonder you are unhappy, single and a woman, everything is on your shoulders." "Azu, I can afford myself. To be honest, I can accept the bankruptcy of the Sheng family. I've been a daughter for more than ten or twenty years, and I'm happier than others." "My heart aches, Shihua, you are a flower in the greenhouse, how can you take it out to let the wind blow and rain?" Azu's eyes were slightly red. Zhiyin squeezed his hand lightly, forced himself to laugh: "My old classmate, I thought you had changed, but it turned out that you haven't changed at all. Instead, it has gotten worse. Compassion is everywhere." "Shihua, the relationship between us has sublimated into a friendship that will last forever. Although you didn't intend to love me back then, you just liked me and helped me through emotional difficulties. You are a bit chivalrous ." Zhiyin remembers very clearly that if Cheng Anxiong hadn't appeared in her life, Azu would most likely have become her boyfriend. Thinking of when they were teenagers, bosom friend and Azu looked at each other and smiled. "Azu," the bosom friend let out a sigh of relief: "You are living a happy life now, so I am very happy." "Yes, I am very happy now." Now Azu has no complaints at all. "You've been really good to Ruby. She's blessed." "Shihua, Ruby is a good wife and mother who loves our two children very much." Azu said happily. Zhiyin still looked at him with a question mark on his face. Azu smiled: "Your mistress hasn't changed. Yes, Ruby has a lot of superficial flaws. She's showy, she talks too loud, and she has a long tongue. But she's a simple-minded person." "Simple-minded? How do you know that she jumped the car to kill herself and was not acting for you, Mr. Zhu?" Bosom friend still doesn't believe that Lurui is as simple as Azu said.Azu always needs someone to protect him. "If she had brains, she wouldn't have been beaten and scolded by a third-rate supporting actor. If she wants to climb up, she might as well dedicate herself to the boss of the film company." Azu explained. "Shihua, she shows off so much because she has a sense of inferiority. Back then, she was not only beaten every day, but also stared at. Now she wants to vent her anger. Do you understand?" "Continue talking." Said the bosom friend. "Showing off and showing off is the only way she knows how. She has no education, no education. What do you expect from her?" Bosom friend finally agreed: "I understand. Anyway, you decided to pet her." Azu said: "Yes, I doted on her, and I got pleasure from it. What happened to Sylvia must not be repeated." Bosom friend is full of emotions, she hopes that someone will take care of her, someone will spoil her wholeheartedly regardless of her shortcomings. "Shihua, let's have lunch." Azu said, "Ruby admires you very much. If you don't go to eat, she will be very disappointed." Arriving at the private hall of the hotel where "Mrs. Zhu Zuchuang" was written, Ruby went forward to welcome her bosom friend with great enthusiasm. She pours tea for her bosom friend and also for her husband. After sitting down, Ruby took out a small red velvet box from the crocodile leather bag: "Miss Le, a little thought, please accept it as a gift from a TV fan." Zhiyin opened it and saw a pair of round diamond earrings, each about one carat. "It's full color, that is, ninety-nine colors, VVSI is rarely flawed." Ruby explained. It was more than a hundred thousand yuan, Zhiyin felt that it was too much, and refused to accept it. "Miss Le, one hundred and eighty thousand is nothing, it's just my wish. Just now I noticed that you have pierced ears, so I rushed out and bought these small earrings with pierced ears. I hope you don't dislike this small gift. " Bosom friend really didn't want to accept, the two women pushed back and forth. Azu said: "Miss Le, please accept it, Ruby is sincere." "Miss Le, I have always been honest with people. If you don't accept me, you will look down on me." Ruby looked expectant. "You accept it. Listen to me." Azu persuaded: "She is like this. When she sees her idol, she is so happy that she forgets everything. If you don't accept it, she will cry a lot when she returns home." La." Le Zhiyin could hear Azu's implication, if she didn't accept it, Ruby would think she looked down on her. Finally, Le Zhiyin reluctantly accepted. Ruby says: "It's really an honor for me." Bosom friend felt that Azu was right, this woman would not cheat. In order to make her happy, Zhiyin put on two diamond earrings with a smile. Ruby showed a grateful expression: "Ah, thank you, Miss Le." Azu reminded his wife: "Miss Le accepted your gift just because she wanted you to be happy, so don't tell people about it." "I got it, I got it, don't be so wordy." Ruby was a little unhappy. "Mr. Zhu," bosom friend was really worried that Ruby would tell people everywhere, so she reiterated tactfully: "I believe Mrs. Zhu would never tell anyone. If she said it, it would be as if I had been bribed. I wouldn't Will tell people." Zhu Zuchuang looked at Le Zhiyin and smiled, he was glad that his old classmate still had a tacit understanding with him, just like the first time she went to the prom with him in college, she knew exactly when to be his ally. While eating, Zhu Zuchuang reminisced about his relationship with Sheng Shihua who is now called Le Zhiyin. Back then, the relationship between the two of them was between a lover and a lover, with only a thin line between them. He went back to the past and wandered, as if using a telescope to bring the distant scene to his eyes. It seemed that the space of ten years had never existed, and he couldn't hear the conversation of the two women beside him at all. "Azu!" Ruby yelled and gave him a hard bump. "Ah, what?" Azu woke up like a dream. "Miss Le invited me to be interviewed with you." Ruby announced happily. The bosom friend nodded frequently to Azu. Azu didn't understand at all. Didn't Bosom friend just say that he doesn't want his wife to appear in the scene?Why do you want it all of a sudden? "What am I afraid of?" Ruby said, "I came from humble beginnings, and I have suffered a lot. I'm not afraid to speak out!" Azu asked in surprise: "Ruby, what are you going to say?" Ruby frankly said: "I won't lie like Zhang Qingmin who Xiying married into a wealthy family. She is a prostitute, selling herself to rich people while filming, and always pretending to be a lady in front of reporters. I come from a scholarly family for generations, Ai Jing Ah, three steps out of the boudoir, in fact, it is true that Mr. Gui often goes in and out of her boudoir!" "What? Mr. Gui?" Asked the bosom friend. "Grand Turtle is a pimp, Gu Cun is honest, I will not name those people." Ruby said. Azu was taken aback: "Don't talk about other people's business, what's your business?" Ruby waved her chopsticks and pointed at her husband: "It's none of my business. I'm so poor because I don't want to be a call star. Before I married you, I only had one boyfriend. I'm a serious person!" Azu asked, "What did you do just now?" The bosom friend held her chin lightly: "Mrs Zhu told me her story." Ruby took a tissue and printed her face: "It's not just a story, it's a history of blood and tears!" Azu said to his wife: "You were not asked to give an autobiography." bosom friend said: "Mr. Zhu, I know how to handle it. Mrs. Zhu is a person with true temperament, and so are you." Ruby continued to wipe her tears with a tissue: "Without Azu, I, Ruby, would have died earlier today. I love my husband so much." Ruby fell into her husband's arms, crying and laughing: "God have mercy on me, give me such a good home." Azu patted her on the back lightly: "Baby, don't cry, don't cry." Seeing their husband and wife love each other so much, bosom friend felt a pang of pain when she thought of herself. "Miss Le, my wife and I are on the scene together." Azu said, still stroking his wife's shoulder with one hand. Zhiyin silently nodded. Ruby finished crying, and the colorful makeup on her face had been completely smeared, like a big painted face. "It's really embarrassing, Miss Le, but you are my idol. Only you can understand the bitterness of being a woman." Ruby looked at Le Zhiyin and spoke, but took out an eyebrow pencil from her purse, and drew the eyebrow pencil on her lips while talking, painting half of her lips black. "Mrs. Zhu, did you take the wrong lip pencil?" Le Zhiyin reminded her. Ruby hurriedly took out the powder box, looked in the mirror, and screamed loudly: "Oops, I just talked and used the eyebrow pencil as a lip pencil, wow, it turned into a black mouth!" Azu said to his wife: "Go to the bathroom and fix your makeup." "Yes, I'm sorry, Miss Le, Azu will continue to eat with you, I will be back soon. Azu, please greet Miss Le well." Ruby rushed out.Azu shook his head and smiled like looking at a child with a disfigured face, and there was infinite compassion in his smile: "Shihua, I will not be ashamed of my wife, don't worry about my image and identity." The bosom friend sighed and said: "Azu, this is true love." Azu said: "I have learned to cherish the people in front of me. Thank you for inviting Ruby to appear on the screen. It made her feel a lot less inferior. She feels that you accepted her." Zhiyin held Azu's hand: "I have to go back to TV. I wish you all happiness forever." Azu held her hand, feeling a little excited: "Shihua, take good care of yourself." Zhiyin's throat was so sore that he couldn't speak, so he could only let out a "huh". "If you need my help, please call me at any time. Don't forget that we are old classmates." A Zu sincerely reminded, "Take care of yourself." "Well, yes." Zhiyin didn't wait for Ruby to come back.How do you know if it's half an hour or an hour after reapplying makeup? When I first saw Azu, I had a thousand words to say.At this moment, she didn't know where to start, and she didn't want to say anything.