"Yeah." She replied without raising her head: "I miss him, I haven't seen him for a long time. I want to see if I can take over a business in Kyoto recently and go and see him by the way."

Nian Botong didn't say anything, and Fang Xinghe continued to send text messages.

After sending it, Nian Botong reached out and pulled up her mobile phone screen, and saw the conversation with Shen Xingchen above her.

Nian Botong glanced at her.

Fang Xinghe looked at him: "What are you looking at?"

Nian Botong shook his head but still didn't say anything.

Fang Xinghe put down his cell phone and reached out to hold his face: "I'm chatting with my brother, why do you hate him?"

"Not annoying."

"I'm not sincere." Fang Xinghe said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm willing to recognize Shen Xingchen as my brother because he's willing to recognize my uncle as my father. As long as this cycle exists for one day, he will be my brother. If one day he no longer admits that my uncle is his father, then he will no longer be my brother."

Nian Botong reached out to put her shoulders: "I understand."

"Do you still hate him?"

"I didn't hate it at all," he said. "He is a person who knows how to make choices. He knows how to make choices and knows how to advance and retreat at all. I don't hate him."

Fang Xinghe turned his head and kissed him, "Yes!"

Nian Botong thought for a while: "I really want to see him?"

Fang Xinghe nodded: "I don't think so. I don't have a chance now. When I have the chance, I will definitely go there."

"It's not that there's no chance," Nian Botong looked at her: "Do you still remember Mr. Zhou?"

"Of course I remember." Fang Xinghe asked: "What's wrong?"

"He has a project in Kyoto. Do you want to be his assistant photographer? You can go there in the next two days." Nian Botong said: "If you want to go, I'll say hello to Mr. Zhou."

"Really? I'll go."

"Yes." Nian Botong nodded: "Then I'll make some arrangements tomorrow."

Fang Xinghe reached out and hugged his neck: "Old man, why are you so good?"

Nian Botong pinched her nose and said, "Just come back soon after work."

"Abide by the order!"

...

At noon the next day, Fang Xinghe followed Mr. Zhou's team and boarded the Beijing Railway.

She stopped by the window and was in a good mood. Shen Xingchen said that he would go to find her if he had time in the evening.

"Xiao Fang, you seem to be very happy."

Fang Xinghe nodded: "Well, I'm done, I can still see my brother sooner or later."

"No wonder." The person sitting next to her said with a smile.

Opposite, Mr. Zhou said: "Xiao Fang, your company has been established. Are you planning to take the path of commercialization?"

Fang Xinghe thought for a while: "I hope to shoot my own style on the road of commercialization. If I could find a balance point in the middle, it might be more perfect."

Old Zhou pointed at Fang Xinghe and said, "I knew you were a girl with ideas. Do you still remember the first time we met?"

"Remember." Fang Xinghe smiled.

Others asked: "What's wrong with the first meeting?"

"Hey, she took a set of photos for the interview, but I was very angry after seeing it because I found that the photos were award-winning works of the Provincial Photography Competition." Mr. Zhou smiled and recalled: "At that time, I told her that she should use her own works and photography, and she could not take advantage of the photos, but she didn't understand, so she left in a daze. As for me, I turned around and forgot. As a result, when the interview was over, she suddenly found them and told me that the set of photos was her own, and she still had to pass the works of the Provincial Photography Competition."

Everyone laughed together: "This means that Mr. Zhou's eyes were so vicious that he could see the set of photos at first sight. And Xiao Fang did have real skills, and he was the one who won his award-winning works!"

"Yes, that's the reason." Old Zhou smiled and said, "Fortunately, this girl doesn't feel wronged. If you want to change someone, you will probably feel wronged. It's obviously his own work, but she actually said she took someone else's interview..."

Fang Xinghe replied with a smile: "I was a newborn calf at the time and was not afraid of tigers. If I had changed now, I might not have gone back."

"That must be felt that it's unnecessary," said Mr. Zhou. "Now, you will think, an stubborn old guy, who thinks he is too arrogant, what's the point of working with such a person? Let's go!"

Everyone laughed again, talking and laughing along the way. The four-hour drive passed quickly. At around 1:00 in the afternoon, the group got off the bus with big boxes and small boxes. Fang Xinghe walked and said, "There are so many people."

"It's the first time I'm here?"

Fang Xinghe nodded: "Yes!"

It was her first time here. Feng Hao told her before that she would go to Beijing if she had time. Unfortunately, she had never been there. Unexpectedly, she came after so many years of graduation.

"Then take time to stroll around more."

"I think so, I hope our mission goes well!"

Mr. Zhou turned around: "Indoor shooting is easy."

"Is it a star?"

"No, it's a group of pictures of celebrities in the capital." Mr. Zhou said: "I didn't want to take these photos at first, but the other party found a middleman. If this old friend had no good face, he had to come."

Fang Xinghe smiled and quickly walked to Mr. Zhou and reached out to help Mr. Zhou carry his camera bag: "That's because Mr. Zhou is of high level, otherwise he wouldn't have asked someone to find a relationship. I still think about it, but I don't know when I will get to your level at Mr. Zhou."

"You, I know. Look at the praises in the chat," Mr. Zhou said with a smile: "I know you smart, I know you."

"Where is it? I'm telling the truth."

A group of people left the station with the crowd. Someone had already picked up the station outside, and the group got on a minibus and left the train station directly.

Fang Xinghe looked out the window and asked while looking: "Will our car pass by Tiananmen Square?"

"Do you want to see?" said Mr. Zhou: "Then let the driver go around there."

The driver heard: "We've passed!"

She lay on the car window and stared outside carefully, unable to help but say, "Why is the capital like Haizhou, and there are old communities? Shouldn't there be high-rise buildings everywhere?" Without waiting for anyone to answer, she had already spoken again: "It turns out that every place is the same, and prosperity is at its core."

"Absolutely!"

She took out her cell phone, took a snap of it outside, and sent it to Nian Botong: Old man, look! I've passed Tiananmen Square.

Nian Botong: It’s so good. When we are on vacation, we will go to see the flag raising.

Fang Xinghe: OK!

...

Settling down at the hotel that day, Fang Xinghe sent the hotel address to Shen Xingchen: Brother, I'm in Room 909, you're coming!

Shen Xingchen: It will be around 7 o'clock in the evening. Do you have anything to eat?

Fang Xinghe: I just finished supper and had nothing to eat, so you can take some snacks.

Shen Xingchen: OK.

At around 7 o'clock in the evening, Fang Xinghe took the room card and cell phone and wandered around the hotel door. When she saw a car coming, she stretched out her head and took a look. She parked four or five cars in a row. After the last black car stopped, she finally got off a man with a tightly wrapped body, carrying a big bag in her hand.

Fang Xinghe did not go forward, but ran quickly towards the hotel gate and walked in front of Shen Xingchen. When entering the elevator, Shen Xingchen took two quick steps and caught up with Fang Xinghe's elevator.

There were only two of them in the elevator. Shen Xingchen looked at her, and Fang Xinghe smiled like a flower, "Ninety-nine."

"Yeah." He responded.

They got out of the elevator on the ninth floor. Shen Xingchen entered the room and looked at both sides before entering the room. Then they entered the room and closed the door.

Fang Xinghe entered the house, "Brother!"

Shen Xingchen took off his glasses and mask, "Xinghe."

He opened his arms, Fang Xinghe went over and gave him a big hug, "Long time no see, brother!"

"Long time no see the Galaxy."

Fang Xinghe looked at him seriously and felt that he was like a different person. From beginning to end, the confidence and aura of a superstar were not available to Shen Xingchen before, and it was completely unavailable to Shen Xingchen on campus. However, after years of precipitation, this young man who had been struggling and crawling in the entertainment industry for many years became a young man, restrained his experience and wisdom, survived the desperate despair, and could become a support for others.

"Brother, I really miss you, but I'm too busy. I searched for your fan clubs online and found that your itinerary was very full. It was either this city or on the way to that city," Fang Xinghe sighed: "You are so busy that you don't touch the ground."

"Well, both the agent and the company hope to make long-term plans by taking advantage of the popularity they had just accumulated in the early stage. Everything is going well now, and I want to go further," said Shen Xingchen. "I hope that after my strength is recognized, I will make a little adjustment in my studies. The agent helped me enroll in a foreign drama performance. I may study abroad for a few months in the second half of next year, which is also considered gilded. After all, I took a break from school halfway, and although the courses were also added, I would be presented with some questions."

The two sat down on the ground, and Fang Xinghe pulled the bag he brought over: "I think you have a unique idea and you know what you want. So if you think you have good things, you can do them and don't care too much."

Shen Xingchen nodded, and he looked at Fang Xinghe carefully: "Xinghe is beautiful. It has changed a lot from the past. I think the Xinghe now looks very young and beautiful, and very cute, but not so innocent and ignorant."

Fang Xinghe held his face in his hand, "That's right, I'm also a worker."

"Have you helped me see my dad?" Shen Xingchen asked: "Sometimes I dream, dreaming about him. But for some reason, he just cried in front of me. No matter what I asked, he wouldn't answer." When he mentioned this, he seemed a little confused: "Are he blaming me for not taking care of her?"

Fang Xinghe shook his head: "No, he is regretting, why didn't he ask you in person, ask you if you are willing to live with him or go back to Meng's house." She held his hand: "Brother, remember, uncle will never blame you, because, if I am him, if I really have thoughts and ideas, then what I care about is not the person who betrayed me, but the person I abandoned."

Shen Xingchen moved his hand: "Xinghe, when I first started, I was looking forward to dreaming, but I couldn't dream of him. But in recent years, after my career improved greatly, I always dreamed of him."

"Uncle must be happy for you." Fang Xinghe said affirmatively: "He is such a kind person, how could he blame you for your success? What's more, he must know that you made such a choice for him."

Shen Xingchen looked at her, couldn't help but smile, and nodded: "Well. Xinghe, why are you so good at comforting people?"

"The old man said that my trick is the most powerful." Fang Xinghe was proud, "And, you are my brother, I can't lie to you."

Shen Xingchen nodded, and he pulled open the bag: "Look, this is the snack I brought to me every time I go back to Korea. Do you want to see which one do you like? Eat more."

The two of them tore open the bags and chatted while tearing them apart, "I saw your mother a few days ago. Judging from her appearance, I seem to want to see you once."

The smile on Shen Xingchen's face faded a little, "I have nothing to say when I meet her."

Shen Xingchen thought that he had already faded. After so many years, he still lived well. It was no different to have a mother. Moreover, he didn't care about such a mother!

Fang Xinghe lowered his head and did not look at his face: "If you don't want to see her, I will ignore her. If you want to see her, I will support you." She said: "Before I came, I asked a little. Guan Yu is not bad at the Meng family for the time being, but you have not been back, and she feels embarrassed."

Shen Xingchen sneered: "I knew when I was very young that she loved herself more than anything else. She spent much more time on her own reaching her hands in a day than in other aspects. I, my dad, and family, she didn't care, she just cared about how to make her look young and beautiful. She only loved herself, she was a selfish and ruthless woman."

"Brother." Fang Xinghe said: "Do you hate her mother?"

"I hate!" Shen Xingchen said without hesitation: "I hate her! I hate her to the core, I wish she could die! How could there be such a vicious woman in this world? She betrayed my father, betrayed marriage, betrayed her conscience. She is the most disgusting woman I have ever seen!"

"Brother!" Fang Xinghe raised his voice slightly, and she pressed him to his hand that suddenly clenched into a fist. "Brother, all the difficulties and obstacles in the struggle are all practices. We have no faith, but we have dreams and goals. You hate her and curse her as much as you want. There is no problem. However, I still hope that my brother can practice in the future practice of all poisons and diseases, and no harm. I don't want my brother to have too much hatred in his dreams, which will affect your judgment and disrupt your thoughts. My brother is smart, rational, and full of wisdom. My brother is an idol of millions of people and the idol of all teenage girls. My brother should not be blinded by hatred. I want my brother to have his own life and his own life, not to be influenced by others."

She looked at Shen Xingchen seriously: "Brother, can you promise me that in your future life will be for yourself?"
Chapter completed!