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nCen Feng’s husband cared for her and treasured her, which was a well-known thing to the public. When she was young, she didn’t want to have children, afraid of destroying her figure. Her husband not only agreed without saying anything but even had a ligation operation.

nHe shouldered all the pressure from both sides’ families just to make his wife happy.

nIt was a pity, such a good husband only lived for more than 40 years. He died of liver cancer, leaving Cen Feng alone in this world to survive on their memories.

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nLosing the wedding ring was a great blow to Cen Feng. If this ring was not found, she might not close her eyes even when she died.

n“You’re welcome, Mrs. Cen.” Seeing the tranquility on Cen Feng’s face, Yu Qinghuan finally felt relaxed. He knew how precious the things her lover sent her, and he also understood her mentality, “In fact, I didn’t find the ring all by myself, all the people on our film crew had credit for it.”

nHearing what he said, Cen Feng’s appearance softened more.

nShe knew very well in her heart that all the people around her actually came for her status, and none of them really cared about her. Therefore, it was very rare for her to find a man like Yu Qinghuan who did her a great favor but did not take credit for it.

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nCen Feng looked up at Yu Qinghuan. She read all the information about him all day yesterday. It was hard to believe that there was such a good boy in the entertainment circle. That was why she could not wait to see him today.

nAs expected, he didn’t let her down.

n“This is my number,” she handed a simple business card to Yu Qinghuan. “Come and talk to me when you have time. I heard you like spicy food. I’m a good Sichuan cuisine cook, you know.”

nYu Qinghuan paused and respectfully accepted the card.

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nHe thought Cen Feng would mention about money, and maybe even give him a large number of resources. Then they’d get even. But to his surprise, she did nothing.

nBut only in this way did it make Yu Qinghuan feel comfortable from the inside out.

n“Thank you, Mrs. Cen. I will go.”

nCen Feng smiled and nodded at him, and then looked at Zhang Dong, “Zhang, do you need help from Qinghuan?”

nAs early as when entering the door, Cen Feng had noticed Yu Qinghuan’s gloomy face, then she guessed he may have met something bad. Yu Qinghuan did her such a big favor, so she could also stand up for him.

n“No, nothing,” Zhang Dong said shyly, scratching his head. He was embarrassed to say his intention, but under Cen Feng’s stare, he gritted his teeth and poured out all his thoughts. “Mrs. Cen, don’t laugh at me. I’ve been in a bad situation recently. I just want to get close to Qinghuan and get some luck. By the way… it would be better if he could write a blessing card for me.”

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nYu Qinghuan, “…”

nHe looked at Zhang Dong incredulously, “Dong ge, is that all you want to tell me?”

nZhang Dong was also stunned by his shocked tone, “Yes, what else do you think it could be?”

nHe looked at Yu Qinghuan with a darkened face, and at Cen Feng, the smiling woman. Suddenly, he realized something, “Qinghuan, you thought I want to use hidden rules on you?”

nYu Qinghuan, “…”

nHe was touching and befriending Qinghuan, how could the other side not think it that way?

nZhong Dong, “I really didn’t mean that! Even if I want, I will target at those female stars! Ah, bah! No, Mrs. Cen, I said something wrong. How could I do such a thing! What I am trying to say is I won’t use it on both male and female stars!”

nA misunderstanding was thus solved. Cen Feng chatted with Yu Qinghuan for a while and then left.

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nYu Qinghuan stayed at the station for a day, busy following up various programs, and didn’t return home with a yawn until over 10 o’clock in the evening.

nPushing open the door, he found the light in the living room was on, but there was no one on the sofa.

nYu Qinghuan thought Huo Qu forgot to turn off the lights before going to bed. He changed his shoes and turned off the lights and was going to take a bath in the bathroom when the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open. Huo Qu came out from the inside.

nYu Qinghuan was stunned, “You didn’t sleep?”

nHe arrived home at Huo Qu’s usual sleep time, so the man should have gone to bed by now.

n“I’m waiting for you,” Huo Qu smiled at him, revealing the round dimples on his face.

nHis leant to one side to let Yu Qinghuan into the room and pointed to the bed, “Qinghuan, do you want to take a bath? There are pajamas, I’m afraid you can’t find them.”

nAfter a pause, he scratched around his arm in agony and whispered to Yu Qinghuan, “Would you please hurry up? I really want to sleep.”

nHuo Qu was not sleepy actually, he just had severe obsessive-compulsive disorder and could not bear the untidiness of objects or missing the fixed time.

nTherefore, when he first moved in, Huo Rong would give Yu Qinghuan the instruction that Huo Qu must go to bed at nine o’clock.

nBut now, Huo Qu abruptly resisted this instinctive discomfort until Qinghuan came back.

nYu Qinghuan closed his eyes. He remembered that he was envious of Cen Feng today, but in fact, he didn’t have to envy anyone at all. Huo Qu had made him the happiest person in the world.

nRepressing his surging emotions, he hurried into the bathroom, “I’ll finish it right away.”

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