In the restaurant and kitchen not far away, the servants were busy, and from time to time there were crisp sounds of dishes and dishes, and there was a kind of warmth of home under the warm yellow light.

Fu Yu saw this scene when he went downstairs, and his heart was a little touched.

He walked over and sat down, and found that Bo Sinian was watching the movie he was in.

Fu Yu was inexplicably a little embarrassed, and he whispered to Bo Sinian, "Why don't we change the station."

Bo Sinian turned his head, puzzled in his eyes, "Why?"

He hesitated and didn't know how to speak. The light-colored light shone on him, and the soft hair was dyed golden, as beautiful as a fairy.

Bo Sinian stared at him for a while, then picked up the remote control.

Fu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, sat down next to him and prepared to watch together, and found that Bo Sinian not only did not change the channel, but instead adjusted the progress bar to the screen where he appeared, the villain played by Fu Yu on the TV was dressed in red. The camera slowly zoomed in, magnifying the gorgeous face, which was so beautiful that it was suffocating.

The juvenile villain's brows and eyes are flamboyant, and Xianyi's anger is free and easy to his bones, but in real life, Fu Yu can't wait to hide his head, and when he hears his own voice inside, his ears are dyed red.

What a shame!

It doesn't matter if it is someone else, Fu Yu, acting is for others to see, but this person is Bo Sinian. Saying those lines in front of such a cold and abstinent person seems to be blasphemy to him, Fu Yu is even glad in his heart It's not a kiss scene that's good to shoot, otherwise he'll really have to sew in the ground.

"Why don't you close it!" he said stutteringly.

Fu Yu's face was already coquettish. At this moment, the corners of his eyes and brows were flushed, even more beautiful. Bo Sinian slowly approached, stared at Fu Yu's face for a while, and the coldness between his brows melted a little.

It wasn't until Fu Yu was so nervous that he was about to lose his breath, and then he picked up the remote control and changed the station.

Fu Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, looking at his neatly contoured mandibular angle from the corner of his eye, he was quite envious.

It would be great if he grew up like this in Bo Sinian. Fu Yu knows his own face, and the limitations are too great. It's okay to play a villain, but playing a decent hero is too dramatic, but he still wants to play a decent.

As he was in a trance, the meal was served there. What surprised him was that he thought the dinner would be Western food, but it turned out to be a large table of Sichuan food. Coincidence no one believes.

Anyone who is so taken care of in an unfamiliar environment will feel much less anxiety.

Bo Sinian was definitely unhappy with his fake marriage, but he didn't vent on him. Instead, he took care of him everywhere for his sake. He was indeed the male god who was popular in A University back then, and his demeanor was quite good.

Bo Sinian was happy, and the servants went back to the house after they finished cooking. They didn't stay in the restaurant any longer, and they were soon left in the restaurant.

The two of them sat down face to face, and it was really stressful to have a meal with Bo Sinian. The feeling of oppression that comes from being in the top position for a long time cannot be easily ignored. Bo Sinian didn't say a word from beginning to end, and his gestures were extremely elegant. At first glance, he has a good education. In contrast, Fu Yu's eating appearance is much more casual.

Unconsciously, Fu Yu also restrained the action of picking vegetables, became slow, and tried to eat his own without looking at the other party.

"Is it not to your taste?" Bo Sinian asked suddenly.

"No, these dishes are delicious." The chef's craftsmanship is indeed quite good.

Bo Sinian asked him a question and didn't speak again. Fu Yu also adhered to the principle of less talk and less mistakes, and the first meal at his new home was quite pleasant.

After dinner, Bo Sinian sent Fu Yu upstairs, "We will go to the company at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, and I will arrange your agent in FN."

Seeing that he finally mentioned this, Fu Yu nodded excitedly, "Okay Mr. Bo."

Bo Sinian was about to leave when he heard the words and turned back.

"What did you call me?"

The sense of aggression from the first meeting struck again, and Fu Yu opened his mouth slightly in surprise, as if he would be finished if he didn't answer well, but what would he call Mr. Bo in private? Could it be called Bo Sinian directly? It's rude to call your boss like that!

Seeing that he didn't speak, Bo Sinian's eyes gradually deepened, and he walked into him step by step, a strong sense of oppression swept over, and Fu Yu immediately took a step back in fright.

"Bosian year?"

Bo Sinian stared at him for a long time, the temperature around him was freezing.

"Then...is Si Nian alright?" Fu Yu almost cried, but Bo Sinian finally nodded and let him go.

Seeing him turn back to the room, Fu Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he really should talk less. Bo Sinian is uncertain, and it is really scary to be more serious about certain issues. When he is in a good mood, he can be polite and whatever, but if he is in a bad mood, he may kill someone.

Fu Yu remembered his enviable broad shoulders in the Pacific Ocean. If Bo Sinian made a move, he might have less than 30% chance of successfully escaping.

...

In the future, he can still film as long as he can, and try to avoid Bo Sinian's time at home. Avoid him! Bai Yueguang, who also saved Bo Sinian, saw him embarrassed.

During this day, Fu Yu's mood was ups and downs, and he was lying on the big bed tired physically and mentally. When he opened WeChat, people were everywhere asking him what was going on today. Fu Yu replied one by one and began to think about the next work.

Fuyu doesn't care much about whether the fire is hot or not. The biggest reason for his entry into the entertainment industry is that he likes acting and is keen to challenge different types of roles. hope the agent will not give him casual contracts.

I don't know who Bo Sinian will arrange for him.

In the middle of the night, a Weibo suddenly and quietly climbed up the hot search, and spread at an extremely fast speed.

After being silent for an entire afternoon, Zhou Ziqing finally posted a Weibo at 1:30 in the morning, which neither responded to the truth of the black material nor appeased the fans. Everything inside and out was alluding to Fuyu, saying that Guan Daohe The staff are all fake.

In the end, it was hinted that Fu Yu had an affair with FN executives, betting that Fu Yu would definitely sign FN Entertainment in the future, and the original quota belonged to him.