"Oh my god! Su Yan! It’s Su Yan!!"
He Ye said with jealousy and envy all over his face, very displeased: "Speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrives."
Su Yan was that mixed-blood Little Uncle He Ye ntioned, actually aside from the blue-tinged eyes, his facial features were still sowhat Eastern. But this face that captivated the masses has made him a popular movie star since childhood, and now he’s even the "Emperor of Movies."
Yi An instantly straightened up upon seeing Su Yan, even his sitting posture beca proper.
Su Yan sat beside Yi An without a word, looked at Shen Yanchen, and casually said: "Happy Birthday."
Shen Yanchen gave a slight nod, seeming a bit absent-minded.
He Ye, who had been shouting monts ago wanting to beat Su Yan upon seeing him, now slinked off to the side quietly.
Su Yan was famously cold in the entertainnt industry, speaking very little even on shows, yet luckily he and Yi An were the national CP, and they usually appeared together on programs.
Most of his questions were answered by Yi An, because Yi An was the complete opposite, very talkative.
At this mont, Su Yan greeted everyone and then went silent, Yi An glued to his side, picked up a glass of juice and asked: "Little Uncle, are you thirsty?"
Su Yan just frowned and turned his head aside, indicating his dislike.
Yi An then pouted, and directly brought the glass to her mouth, gulping down a large amount.
Su Yan rely gave her a look, and Yi An dejectedly put the glass down; he strictly forbade her to drink too many cold beverages, this rule has been enforced since childhood.
Yi An would only dare to indulge when he wasn’t around.
"Big brother, it’s your birthday, why so gloomy?"
He Ye, who was seated on the other side of Shen Yanchen made a remark: "I guess the person he wanted didn’t show up, so he’ll probably be drinking alone tonight."
"You an..." Shen Yanchen suddenly spoke, He Ye and Yi An perked their ears up to listen, Fang Shaobei, sitting across, seed indifferent but his thoughts were also on Shen Yanchen’s words.
"What is it, Big brother? Tell us."
Shen Yanchen paused, as if organizing his thoughts, he picked up his wine glass, took a sip, then said: "When a girl always blushes while looking at a man, what does it an?"
He Ye, assuming a love expert deanor, imdiately concluded: "What else could it an? Ninety percent chance she likes you!"
Shen Yanchen lightly raised an eyebrow, Gu Qimiao blushed frequently in front of him, could it be...
However, before this thought could even begin to sprout, Yi An swiftly killed the budding notion.
"Wrong! Won blush for many reasons. Liking is just one. Another reason is awkwardness. When relations are particularly strained, being around you can make her blush; also, thin-skinned girls, who haven’t interacted much with boys, blush out of sheer shyness."
Shen Yanchen fell silent, swirling the wine in his glass.
She and Gu Moming have lived together for many years, she isn’t the type who hasn’t interacted with boys, and it’s even more ridiculous to think she likes him, so it must be awkwardness. That makes the most sense.
Reuniting after eighteen years, he had changed, she had changed, naturally, the relationship grew distant, thus her blushing must be due to awkwardness.
"Buzz buzz—" His phone buzzed from his pocket.
Taking it out to glance at the na, he decisively hung up.
In less than two seconds, the phone buzzed again. Shen Yanchen, slightly annoyed, answered: "What’s up?"
"Yanchen, it’s your birthday today, Grandma made so dishes, she wants you to co by and eat." It was Lu Qianwen.
"No ti. Don’t call anymore." After saying this, he hung up. He intended to power off his phone but paused and reconsidered.
In case Gu Qimiao was ho alone later and wanted to call him, he thought.
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