Part Two: Eastern Land's Great Sugar, Chapter 4: Ice Cr

was probably given to Wenlan by her father before he committed suicide, but Wenlan has kept it all this time without ever taking it out. 。Inside you'll find a father's diary and two letters, one to h...The land that the Gu Group acquired in the south has entered a busy planning and construction phase. Gu Ruantong himself turned to other businesses, and recently he has been frequently traveling to Macau, wanting to open a casino there. He needs to personally handle various relationships, so when he is busy, he naturally forgets about Yuan Binghuan. 。Until one time at the airport, when the flight was delayed and he waited in the hall. 。Seeing Yuan Binghuan and Lu Yaoyao sitting on the sofa in the distance, also waiting for their flight. 。Yuán Bǐnghuàn seemed to be playing a game, his eyes fixed on his phone. Lù Yáoyáo leaned against him, looking at the screen of his phone. Perhaps she wasn't interested, her expression bored and yawning from time to time. 。

I'm so bored, I want to get Yuan Binghuan's attention, so I occasionally poke his back while he's playing games with my finger. 。Yuan Binghuan was so focused on playing games that when Lu Yaoyao poked him, he just moved a little to the side. She poked him again, and he moved again. Finally, he seemed a bit impatient and threw down his phone and stopped playing. 。Lu Yaoyao's eyes reddened, but as a public figure, she had to maintain her image. So she lowered her head and sat there dejectedly, looking like a typical couple having a lovers' quarrel. 。He called the waiter over, pointed at Lu Yaoyao, and ordered: "Bring her a box of ice cream." 。The waiter, after hearing this, sent over a box of ice cream: "Ms. Lu, this is from that gentleman over there. He hopes you'll be happy." 。Lu Yaoyao looked in the direction the waiter was pointing, but there was no one there.

She had to take the ice cream and said to the waiter, "Thank you" 。“The ice cream was delicious, the sweet taste instantly lifted my slightly low spirits from earlier.” 。She and Yuan Binghuan were invited by Eslite Fashion Magazine to shoot a set of couple photos at the Ruins of St. Paul's in Macau. Unfortunately, their flight was delayed today. 。After finishing the ice cream, she was just informed that they could board the plane. She then walked with Yuan Binghuan's arm in tow, and their staff members followed behind in economy class. 。Lu Yaoyao took on this photography job, her mind was simple, just to seize the opportunity and spend more time with Yuan Binghuan. Although she was a bit delicate, her emotions came and went quickly, eating an ice cream would bring her back to life, after sitting down, she began to plan with Yuan Binghuan where to go after the shoot. 。She said something excitedly, Yuan Binghuan agreed to everything. 。

Today, the atmosphere in first class was off. Besides those two, everyone else was a black-suited man, each one with a cold face, just like a mob boss's private jet when he goes out. Even the flight attendants, affected by this atmosphere, were extra careful. 。It was only when Yuan Binghuan's attention was elsewhere that Lu Yaoyao belatedly noticed the chilling atmosphere. She instinctively shrank back in her seat and kept silent. 。Yuan Binghuan has officially terminated his contract with Tingjing Entertainment and established his own studio. Thanks to Lu Yuyu's help, he only paid a symbolic amount of liquidated damages. 。This shooting project is the first collaboration after the contract termination. 。What troubled him was that when he boarded the plane just now, he saw Mr. Cai, the head of Dongyang Film and Television, sitting at the very front. He greeted him enthusiastically, but Mr. Cai seemed not to recognize him, merely nodding coldly, a stark contrast to his demeanor at Baoli Club that day. This left him feeling extremely uneasy. He had terminated his contract with Tingjing Entertainment in order to take on this Xianxia drama being produced by Dongyang Film and Television, which meant giving up many existing resources and starting from scratch. All his chips were on Dongyang Film and Television. However, Mr. Cai's attitude now made him feel very uneasy. 。。

Xiao Cai never intended to work with Yuan Binghuan. He was so busy every day that he didn't have the energy to deal with these little stars. 。What's more, the entire first-class cabin atmosphere is now icy. Their group went to Macau with Mr. Gu to discuss business. They were all fine when they left, but the flight was delayed, and Mr. Gu has been giving them the cold shoulder ever since. 。Especially at the back, there was a woman talking incessantly, and the worse Gu Shao's expression became as she spoke. 。Thankfully, the woman knew her place and kept quiet after that. 。Xu ZeFang whispered beside him, "I said I'd give Gu Shao a private jet, convenient and quiet, but he wouldn't..." 。Little Cai, you go persuade Shao Gu later. We're not incapable of affording it. 。“

Xiaocai nodded hurriedly and whispered, 'Okay.'" 。It's not that they can't afford it, but Gu Shao, his family member, is a typical person who acts high-profilely and keeps a low profile in life. He doesn't like these ostentatious and wasteful things. 。

The plane landed soon, Xiaocai led the way in front, taking Gushao and Dafang and others off the plane first. 。Lu Yaoyao sat in her seat waiting for her assistants to come so they could leave together. She didn't dare go near those "mafia bosses," each one looked menacing from the back, quite scary. 。Upon arriving in Macau, the weather was beautiful that day. So, the magazine photographer requested to start shooting at dusk, taking advantage of the sunset's golden hour. The whole scenery was breathtaking. The sky above the church changed with the setting sun, transitioning from blue to pink and red hues, layering beautifully. 。She and Yuan Binghuan stood on the steps in front of the church, posing in various intimate poses according to the photographer's instructions, making people can't help but blush at their sweetness. 。The film was finished and required almost no major revisions, it could be used directly. That night, a fashion magazine promoted it online to generate buzz. 。They are indeed very eye-catching. The girl has a pure and clear temperament, while the boy is sunny and handsome. Their eyes when interacting are full of love, and their fans are as happy as during the Chinese New Year. 。Lu Yaoyao was very satisfied with her work. After finishing, she invited Yuan Binghuan to go play at the Fisherman's Wharf in the evening. 。Yuan Binghuan didn't even think about refusing: "It's just a tourist attraction, and it's all tourists. If you don't go, there's nothing to do." 。"

It's interesting just because they are all tourists, there are a lot of snacks over there, and people online say they're good" 。Lucy YaoYao actually wanted to go to these places with Yuan Bing Huan to experience the warmth of human life. Didn't she always say that she didn't understand the world

So this time, she specially made a plan, looking at which places ordinary people would visit in Macau. 。"Yaoyao, I'm very tired from work today. And it's so late, I want to rest." 。Yuan Binghuan is usually a homebody. When he's not working, he likes to play games. Even when he goes to tourist attractions, as a celebrity, it's not convenient for him. 。"Just come with me once! You're just playing games at the hotel anyway, you can relax there too. You can wear a hat and mask, and Shan Shan and the others will be going too, it'll be safe." 。Lu Yaoyao patiently coaxed 。"Yaoyao, I'm really tired today." 。“Yuan Binghuan’s tone was already very bad.” 。Lu Yao also got angry, if she didn't want to go, then she wouldn't go. She could go herself anyway. So she slammed the door and stormed out. 。Leaving the hotel, I felt increasingly angry and wronged. This relationship wasn't happy at all. Maybe it's best to just admire idols from afar. 。as if I had been thrown into the air in a dream, suspended with nothing to hold onto, falling endlessly into an abyss that seemed to have no bottom.I originally thought this was the worst possible sit...