Before the summer solstice, the weather always fluctuates between showers and sunny spells.

Lincheng seemed to be buckled in a bowl. The hot air evaporated the river water, forming mist, which then fell into heavy rain in the afternoon.

The rain greatly affected the filming progress, and both the director and coordinator were in bad moods.

The scandal between Bai Zhifan and Li Xixi seems to be controlled by an invisible hand. No matter how hard the public relations team tries, the heat shows no sign of dissipating.

Lan Chaojin arrived in Lincheng in the afternoon. This day was the second day Mu Chengcheng left Macau without saying goodbye.

"He came later than expected." Mu Chengcheng stood at the other end of the parking lot with his arms folded, and Chu Qi stood beside her holding a sun umbrella: "How did you get into trouble with this god of plague?"

The scene of meeting Lan Chaojin for the first time flashed before Mu Chengcheng's eyes. The restaurant was covered with white curtains, and hairpins were made of pearls. All of this suddenly seemed familiar...

Memories are like the blowing summer wind, and the sultry breath rushes into my mind.

It was the summer vacation in the fourth grade of elementary school. On the last day of the vacation, Mu Chengcheng wrote something in the classmate list - "I want to celebrate my ninth birthday in a restaurant full of white curtains, and I also want to receive a White pearls are made into hairpins..."

The memory suddenly jumped to the seaside again, the sound of waves crashing on the rocks.

"Come back quickly! The tide is going to rise."

The little girl desperately grabbed a boy's arm and pulled him out of the biting waves.

........

Perhaps it was Lan Chaojin's sometimes calm and sometimes crazy demeanor that made Mu Chengcheng learn to associate things and learn to draw inferences from one case to another.

There are not so many coincidences in this world, but only scheming.

Mu Chengcheng suddenly stepped out of the shadow under Chu Qi's umbrella and strode towards the business car carrying Lan Chaojin.

The car door just opened a crack, revealing half of Lan Chaojin's face wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"Did you go to elementary school in Nanxing City when you were a child?" Mu Chengcheng asked directly.

Lan Chaojin then slowly turned his head and raised the corners of his lips in a subtle way: "It seems that you knew you were wrong and you came to the parking lot to pick me up."

Mu Chengcheng frowned: "I'm asking you, did you go to elementary school in Nanxing City when you were a child?"

At this time, the car door was fully open. Lan Chaojin leaned out half of his body. The cold air in his eyes suddenly burst out. He grabbed the back of Mu Chengcheng's head and pulled it in his direction: "Without my permission, Next, you not only left Macau, but also came to Lincheng. Do you know what you are doing, Mu Chengcheng?"

Mu Chengcheng vigorously waved his arm away and pushed him back.

Lan Chaojin opened his mouth again coldly: "Also, I was in the capital before high school, and it has nothing to do with the place you mentioned."

Mu Chengcheng looked at him silently, the blazing sun above his head spreading on his soft hair, and he paused and said, "What did you do here today?"

Lan Chaojin smiled: "It's not for you this time."

After saying this, Lan Chaojin unbuttoned his suit, took off his jacket, waved Mu Chengcheng away with one hand, and walked towards the set.

Mu Chengcheng was stunned for a while before following him. At this time, Chu Qi also came over holding a parasol.

"What is he doing? Urgent urination?"

Mu Chengcheng stared at Lan Chaojin's back with calm eyes: "I don't know..."

The sun shone on her eyelids, and she raised her chin: "Follow me and have a look."

Chu Qi walked slowly while holding an umbrella, but Mu Chengcheng walked faster and faster with Lan Chaojin's footsteps.

After passing through the parking lot, the second building on the right is where the main scene is being filmed. Bai Zhifan is the scene from morning to night.

The steward at the door saw that Lan Chaojin was well-dressed and did not stop him. It was not until Mu Chengcheng realized that something was wrong that he trotted after him.

She rarely lost her temper with the set manager: "Why didn't you stop him? Can idlers enter the set at will?"

The situation was a little aggrieved: "I saw you guys walking in tandem, and I thought it was the boss..."

Before he finished speaking, a chaotic voice came from the field attendant's intercom: "The fight started..."

Mu Chengcheng's heart tightened, and he rushed towards the elevator. Almost as soon as the elevator door opened, Mu Chengcheng rushed out like an arrow.

At this time, the studio was in chaos, and Lan Chaojin was punching Bai Zhifan one after another.

"What are you doing standing still! Pull him away!"

Mu Chengcheng shouted loudly, then ran towards Lan Chaojin and pulled his arm. When the people on site saw Mu Chengcheng getting up, they followed him and separated Lan Chaojin and Bai Zhifan.

Mu Chengcheng's eyes turned crimson, and she stared angrily at Lan Chaojin: "Are you crazy?"

Lan Chaojin gasped and moved his knuckles contemptuously: "Are you distressed?"

Mu Chengcheng glanced at him, turned around, pushed aside the crowd, and squatted down.

At this time, Bai Zhifan was sitting on the ground with his head hanging down. Several buttons of his shirt had been pulled off, and his long neck was full of red marks.

"Why don't you fight back?" Mu Chengcheng felt a little sad and reached out to touch the back of Bai Zhifan's hand. However, he realized that he was on a set and there were more than a hundred pairs of eyes watching beside him, so he endured it.

Bai Zhifan did not raise his head, and said in a muffled voice: "If I fight back, I don't know how the news will be written."

Mu Chengcheng frowned: "Idiot, you are defending yourself."

Bai Zhifan slowly raised his head. His right cheek was already red and swollen. He even pulled his lips and smiled: "I'm fine, Xiao Mu, don't worry."

The tide in his heart surged to every twig of his body. Mu Chengcheng wanted to open his arms to hug him, but he couldn't even touch him.

The net in her heart was tugging back and forth, so she simply stood up and stopped looking at Bai Zhifan.

The director on the scene asked in a low voice: "Mr. Mu, do you want to call the police?"

The sound was not loud, but it was enough for Lan Chaojin to listen.

He looked at the staff on site with a sneer, and walked to Mu Chengcheng with the steps of a predator. He looked at her condescendingly and said word by word: "I will withdraw my capital."

Mu Chengcheng seemed to have expected it: "Okay."

Lan Chaojin squinted: "I won't embarrass you. You don't need to pay back the money you spent. What's left in the account now will be returned to me intact. The investment contract will be invalidated, and the transaction between you and me will be over.

"

"good."

Lan Chaojin tilted his head, looked at Bai Zhifan, and sneered: "I will settle the accounts with you slowly in Macau."

Mu Chengcheng followed his gaze and looked back, seeing Bai Zhifan already getting up with the help of his assistant. A few wisps of mist rose in his pure eyes. He ignored the assistant's dissuasion and walked over, holding Mu Chengcheng's arm with one hand and pulling her.

Arriving behind him.

"I think I asked someone to tell you to stay away from the Mu family, but you won't listen..."

Bai Zhifan looked at him indifferently: "So I solemnly warn you now, no matter who your true identity is, I hope you stay away from the Mu family and Mu Chengcheng."

Lan Chaojin tugged at his lips and wanted to take action again, but this time Bai Zhifan grabbed his fist.

Bai Zhifan secretly exerted his strength, and Lan Chaojin also glanced at his hand in surprise.

"Also, in this drama, you can't just withdraw the investment if you just say it. Mr. Mu's legal affairs will contact your group. The contract must be terminated according to the terms, and there will be liquidated damages, which must not be less."

"Finally, if you hurt me today, I will pursue legal responsibility and wait to receive the lawyer's letter, Lan, Chao, Jin."

After Bai Zhifan said this, he turned around, returned to his gentle look, and smiled softly at Mu Chengcheng: "Does the swelling need to subside before we can continue filming?"

Mu Chengcheng couldn't help but nodded numbly.

"Then I can't handle it myself..."

Mu Chengcheng said: "I'll help you."
Chapter completed!