The line on the screen made Jiang Ran's heart race again.

She touched her slightly hot face with the back of her hand and reminded herself to calm down.

Da Keke: (⊙ ⊙) … Uh, what does Mr. Feng mean?

Feng: Just treat it as a Christmas present.

Da Keke: I don't accept gifts from others.

Feng: I don't give gifts to others either.

Jiang Ran: "…"

Did that mean she was thinking the wrong way?

Da Keke: You've already given me lipstick and a card before.

She was too embarrassed to mention the lipstick mark.

Feng: You said it was before. Now I want to give you a present.

Da Keke: "…"

Da Keke: Mr. Feng, I'll think the wrong way if you keep acting like this.

Feng: What if I say you're not thinking the wrong way?

Jiang Ran felt like her heart was about to explode. She was already so nervous even through the screen. She didn't dare to imagine how terrified she would be if Feng Jing was standing in front of her.

Feng Jing waited for a while and saw that she didn't send any more messages. He was worried that he had pushed her too hard.

Feng: You don't have to answer me right away, but I still hope you can consider me.

No, Mr. Feng, you're usually the one who considers others, right?

Jiang Ran was a very self-aware person. Ever since she was young, she had never been the best.

In terms of grades, although she wasn't bad, she wasn't the best either. In terms of looks, although she was pretty, there were always prettier ones. Not to mention, in the entertainment industry Feng Jing was in, there were plenty of beautiful female celebrities.

Da Keke: Mr. Feng, what do you like about me?

Feng: You're smart, beautiful, gentle, generous, hardworking, brave, and understanding.

Feng: In short, everything.

Da Keke: "…"

Da Keke: "Thank you."

Feng: ^ _ ^ So can you consider me?

Da Keke: "… Okay."

Feng Jing suddenly stood up from the sofa.

"????" Michel was so shocked that she almost dropped the cup in her hand. "Feng Zong, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Feng Jing held his phone and sat down calmly.

Michel: "????"

Truly, being with the Emperor is like being with the Emperor … Crazy!

After that day, Feng Jing would send greetings to Jiang Ran through WeChat every morning, noon, and night, just like when he was eating.

Although he didn't want to push Jiang Ran too hard, he didn't want her to forget about him either.

In fact, Mr. Feng was overthinking things. His advertisements and news would appear on TV and computers from time to time. Even if he went out to take the subway, he could see his posters … It was very difficult to ignore him.

In the past few days, Jiang Ran only replied to Feng Jing's greetings on WeChat and didn't take the initiative to send him a message. Of course, it wasn't that she wanted to keep him in suspense, but in her opinion, this was a very important matter. She had to think carefully before answering him. This was the only way she could be responsible for herself and others.

To be honest, she had a good impression of Feng Jing. If Mr. Feng was still the old Mr. Feng, she would have already said yes. However, Feng Jing's identity was special, which meant that she had to take on more responsibilities in this relationship.

Did she really have the courage to be in a relationship with a big star?

She wasn't sure.

"Er Huang."

It was already past midnight, but Jiang Ran still didn't feel sleepy. "Er Huang, do you think I should say yes to Feng Jing?"

"Woof woof." Of course I should say yes!

"Do you also think I should say yes?"

"Woof!" Yes!

"But he's a big star …" Jiang Ran paused and rubbed Er Huang's head in distress. "In fact, I still feel that this matter is unbelievable. I'm actually worried about being in a relationship with a big star?"

"…" Feng Jing thought that there was something even more unbelievable. This big star was now being rubbed by her.

"Alas." Jiang Ran sighed. She felt that she wouldn't be able to get an answer if she continued to think like this.

She knew that she was just afraid.

She didn't dare.

"Woof woof." Feng Jing leaned over and licked the back of her hand.

Feeling comforted by Er Huang, Jiang Ran's mood improved a little. She mischievously pinched Er Huang's face. After making herself laugh, she finally got up and went to wash up.

Feng Jing leaned against the door and looked at her. He didn't want to see Jiang Ran so distressed. His identity would indeed make Jiang Ran face more problems.

However, he couldn't bear to give up just like that.

Perhaps the only thing he could do was to give Jiang Ran more time to think.

The next day, Feng Jing still sent her a message as usual, but this time, he added one more sentence.

Feng: By the way, I'm leaving for the Tokyo International Film Festival the day after tomorrow.

Da Keke: Ah …

Feng: I'm going for a week, so I might not be able to send you a message on time.

Da Keke: Ah, it's okay.

After Jiang Ran typed these words, she felt that something was missing. She felt that she had a lot of things to say to him, but she didn't know which key to type on the keyboard.

Feng: That's it then.

Jiang Ran pursed her lips slightly. Would he think that she didn't want to talk to him?

He was going abroad, and she was so cold.

But if that wasn't what she thought, why did she act like this?

When she met Mr. Feng, it seemed that she didn't even know how to chat with him.

She was afraid that if she didn't reply for too long, Feng Jing would go offline. Jiang Ran's fingers tapped on a string of words. She didn't even realize what she had written before she sent it out.

Da Keke: Add me on WeChat!

Jiang Ran: "…"

She looked at the words she had sent on the screen and suddenly felt very shy. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to ask someone to add her on WeChat.

In her heart, WeChat was different from QQ. WeChat was a more private place, like a corner of her heart, and she wouldn't easily show it to others.

Not only did she ask him to add her on WeChat, but she also added an exclamation mark!

It was as if she was afraid that he wouldn't add her on WeChat!

Feng: Sure [Silly Smile]

Jiang Ran had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "My phone number is my WeChat account."

When Feng Jing first found out about Jiang Ran's phone number, he had tried to search for her, but he didn't dare to rashly add her. Now that he had Jiang Ran's approval, did that mean that he still had a chance?

He quickly added Jiang Ran to Jiang Ran's WeChat account. Looking at the new name in his contact list, he was overjoyed.

Michel, who was helping him pack his things, couldn't help but ask him, "Feng Zong, what are you looking at?

Why are you so happy? "

Feng Jing said, "Oh, nothing. I'm just excited that I'm going abroad."

Michel: "…"

If I remember correctly, you studied for a master's degree abroad for a year, right?

He felt that there was something fishy going on. Recently, Feng Jing had either gone crazy or smiled foolishly. He was most likely in love.

But he didn't have any evidence, and he didn't dare to look through Feng Jing's phone. This matter … should wait until later when it was exposed, and let Qin Dong worry about it!

After Feng Jing added Jiang Ran, he went to look through her WeChat Moments.

Phew, fortunately, she didn't put him in the group where he couldn't look at anything.

Jiang Ran didn't post many WeChat Moments, and most of them were photos of Er Huang, including her profile picture.

Feng Jing looked through them for a while and found a few photos of himself … Uh, when he was Er Huang.

Ah, I really have a good sense of the camera. With these photos, Er Huang can definitely be chosen as a supermodel in the dog world.

His phone vibrated, and he received a new WeChat message.

Feng Jing looked at it and saw that it was from Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran: ^ _ ^

Feng Jing: y ^ _ ^ y

"Pfft." Jiang Ran couldn't help but laugh. What was this, a scissor hand?

Jiang Ran: I wish you a safe trip ~

Feng Jing: Thank you [heart]

The news that Feng Jing was going to attend the International Film Festival naturally flooded Weibo again. Feng Jing, who was wearing Bunny Haute Couture on the red carpet, also attracted a lot of attention from the reporters and the public.

"Well, I didn't know that Bunny Haute Couture also has men's clothing [facepalm] until today."

"Hahahahaha, the most popular comment is [Laughing Splits]."

"Ahhhh, our Cinderella Feng is the most handsome!

No rebuttals! "

"I heard that 'Code Omega' will be shown at the film festival!

Good luck, Feng Zong! "

"Thank you, Feng Zong, for adding another point to Team Asia's attractiveness index!"

Jiang Ran looked at the bootlickers on Weibo and felt very calm.

As early as half an hour ago, when Feng Jing was still backstage, he sent her a selfie and asked her —

Feng Jing: Do I look good?

Jiang Ran: "…"

Jiang Ran: Very good _ (: 」 ∠) _

Feng Jing: That's good, y ^ _ ^ y

Feng Jing: I was afraid that it would be too flashy.

Jiang Ran: No, the patterns on this outfit are messy but not messy, and they all have a sense of design.

Jiang Ran: But the average person definitely won't be able to wear it.

Feng Jing: Hahaha, that's why I think Haute Couture is completely supported by looks.

Jiang Ran blinked. Was Best Actor Feng bragging to her about his looks?

Although it was very good-looking.

Feng Jing: I'm going on stage, talk to you later.

Jiang Ran: [Goodbye]

Feng Jing: "…"

He seemed to finally know how his mother felt when he sent her a smiling emoji.

Jiang Ran was in a good mood when she saw Feng Jing's ellipses.

She had sent that emoji on purpose. Seeing Feng Jing's reaction, she couldn't help but laugh.

She actually felt the same as when she teased Er Huang, hahaha.

After a while, she saw the official announcement of the film festival. On the star-studded red carpet, Feng Jing was still as eye-catching as ever.

That unreal feeling came again. Every time she chatted with Feng Jing, she felt that their relationship had become closer, and he was just an ordinary person living by her side.

But in the blink of an eye, on television, in new articles, and in the media, he had become an unreachable big star.

It seemed that no matter how close they had been before, it was not enough to fill the gap at this moment.

How nice would it be if Mr Feng was still the same Mr Feng?

Jiang Ran shook her head. She couldn't think like that. Mr. Feng was Feng Jing. She could only overcome her own problems.

On Feng Jing's third day in Japan, Japan encountered a rare typhoon.

In Jiang Ran's WeChat Moments, almost all of her classmates in Japan posted about the typhoon at the same time.

Zhao Ke: This is the biggest typhoon I've encountered since I came to Japan!

My classmate went to class this morning and was trapped in the tram. He hasn't come out yet!

The rain flooded the bridge, and the underground shopping center of the station was also full of water!

I suddenly feel that it was very wise of me not to go to school today … Thank you for saving me!

Jiang Ran: "…"

She was speechless for a while. Suddenly, she quickly opened Feng Jing's chat and sent him a message.

Jiang Ran: There's a typhoon in Japan. Are you okay?