Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

Half an hour later, Yang Che drove into the underground parking garage of Guancheng Beiyuan, which is next to Anzhenli and not far from No. 8 Courtyard.

He bought three apartments on one floor here at the beginning of the month, both for peace and privacy and as an investment.

The smallest apartment, with two bedrooms and two living rooms, is 129 square meters, but it's ready to move in immediately.

另一套169平的3室2厅及一套206平的4室2厅还没有布置呢。

Cheng Hong has the key to that two-bedroom apartment, which was delivered by Zhou Liren. She has recently bought a lot of things there.

I got off the bus, took the elevator to the 7th floor, and didn't see anyone.

As Yang Che took out his keys to open the door, his eyes lit up. Curtains, sofa cushions, cups, carpets, wall decorations, and everything else were all provided, looking quite high-end.

The house has two bedrooms, a living room, and a kitchen, all facing south. Both bedrooms have bay windows, and the living room has floor-to-ceiling windows. The kitchen has natural light, but the bathroom is not. The house has a square layout and is very bright.

At this moment, Cheng Hong was lying on her side on the sofa watching TV. Her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and she wore exquisite makeup. Her bathrobe was tightly wrapped around her, but her stockinged feet were dangling in the air, moving little by little.

Yang Che didn't say anything. He kicked off his shoes and went straight to the brown leather sofa. He reached out and held her right foot, which was clad in black stockings, and gently kneaded it.

Cheng Hong braced herself on the sofa with both hands behind her, staring at him, her throat bobbing, and her eyes gradually welling up with tears.

"You dead man, I thought you'd forgotten about me."

Yang Che slowly stepped forward and loosened the belt of her bathrobe.

I discovered she was wearing all-black stockings, and the kind with very little fabric.

"Honghong, you are absolutely gorgeous."

"Stop playing around..."

Yang Che continued to tease, "So eager, huh?"

Cheng Hong started to writhe in discomfort, her tone becoming increasingly irritable: "Are you even speaking human language? You're not content with supporting two young girls, you even managed to get Wang Fei into bed. As for me... you better hurry up, I'm going to get my revenge today."

I have to say, after not using it for several months, it feels really great.

He only works with Gao Yuanyuan once a month, and usually works one day and rests two days. It's not that he's not capable, it's just that he's really getting tired of it.

Then Cheng Hong cried, she really cried, tears streaming down her face.

I was so angry that I was trembling all over.

"Serves you right for not contacting me, serves you right for not contacting me."

They started fighting right away.

Thirty-seven minutes later.

Yang Che hugged Cheng Hong tightly and tried his best to comfort her. It took a long time for her to calm down.

"Honghong, I have to go."

Cheng Hong suddenly opened her eyes: "Huh?"

Yang Che looked embarrassed: "Something came up unexpectedly."

Cheng Hong's eyes gradually focused: "So you're not coming over tonight either."

"Um."

"You know I stayed here tonight... Never mind, you can leave."

Cheng Hong turned her back as she spoke.

Yang Che didn't find it tempting, scratched his chin, then washed up and left, acting just like a scumbag.

Back to Courtyard No. 8.

Gao Yuanyuan looked at her boyfriend holding a handful of lamb skewers, his cheeks still covered in grease and cumin, and felt both disgusted and amused.

"There's a stall set up by two young men from Xinjiang at the alley entrance. They have a lamb hanging on the wall, freshly skewered and roasted. It smells amazing."

Gao Yuanyuan shook her head: "I don't want to eat it. I'm a public figure, after all; I should be mindful of my image. Ugh, it smells smoky and pungent."

That's right. He deliberately stood downwind and even had the two strangers, Adasi, fan him.

Wang Fei and Xiao Pang are both out of town. If you were to ask them anything that sounds feminine, things would get chaotic.

Yes, Gao Yuanyuan is particularly sensitive now.

Last time Yu Min visited him on set, it was a bit cold because of the rain, so she wore his coat. When she came back, she threw a tantrum, crying and making a scene. Since then, Yang Che has been quite careful.

"Get me a beer...and your script too."

"You should eat first. Would you like some onions and garlic?"

"Onions will do, so you won't complain about the strong smell."

"I'm upset that you don't brush your teeth properly."

"..."

While arguing with him, Gao Yuanyuan brought him beer, a glass, chopped onions, and a script. Finally, she sat down next to him and wiped his hands with a wet wipe.

Unsurprisingly, the script is "Beijing Bicycle".

"Want to act?"

Gao Yuanyuan pursed her lips and nodded: "Yes. Wang Xiaoshuai came to our school to see me, and I even bought him a cup of coffee."

Yang Che raised an eyebrow: "What did Wang Xiaoshuai tell you?"

He said that the youth depicted in "Beijing Bicycle" is bitter and impoverished, and that it needs beautiful shots to express the pursuit of beautiful things even when facing a difficult and desperate reality. My face is a beautiful thing—pure, sweet, and clean.

"What a smooth talker! No wonder you wanted to act in it. Is your paycheck enough to fuel your X5?"

"Aren't you annoying? Am I not pure, sweet, or clean?"

"Naturally, it is sweet and clean."

"Where's the innocence?"

"What?"

"Yang Che!!!"

"Yeah, you know more tricks than I do now..."

Gao Yuanyuan was furious, her gaze turning icy: "If you want to run out of tricks in the future, then keep talking."

Yang Che coughed lightly, opened the script—well, actually it was three pages, just the scenes for the character Xiao Xiao.

When will it be filmed?

"May Day holiday".

"If you're willing and have the time, then go ahead and act. No kissing scenes allowed, not even a kiss on the cheek. If you end up not kissing because you're too shy, doesn't that make youth seem even more cruel?"

Yang Che pointed to the script as he spoke.

"You're so petty."

Gao Yuanyuan rolled her eyes. She still remembered Wang Xiaoshuai's expression when he heard her say she wouldn't film kissing scenes... and his expression when he saw that BMW X5... just thinking about it made her want to bite her boyfriend.

Okay, that's why she didn't go back to Fengtai.

Yang Che put down the script: "Go and cook dinner."

Gao Yuanyuan glanced at the lamb skewers on the table: "I'm not making them!"

Yang Che glanced at her: "Do you want to do it?"

"Do!"

So the two of them wrapped themselves in blankets on the sofa and started watching TV series. Yuanyuan had recently been watching "Palace of Desire".

At this moment, the scene is showing Wu Yousi, played by Fu Biao, stammering as he praises Princess Taiping, played by Cheng Hong, for being beautiful.

Cheng Hong retorted arrogantly.

Yang Che felt a little awkward and uncomfortable.

"Um..."

Gao Yuanyuan immediately noticed that something was wrong with her boyfriend. She glanced back at him and then looked at Cheng Hong on the TV.

"What's wrong? Why are you so excited to see someone you know... Ah, uh... Hiss..."

"Gao Yuanyuan, I've discovered you're actually a pervert."

"Hmm... Let's go back to the bedroom, I want to be on top."

"........."

The next day arrived in the blink of an eye. Gao Yuanyuan drove her X5 to Fengtai early in the morning, her face glowing. This was the second time she had driven home alone. However, she did not park in the residential area, but in the parking lot of a nearby hospital, in order to avoid gossip from the neighbors.