After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

It's like a dream.

Annuo held his head, half leaning on the bed, and his whole body fell into chaotic thoughts.

When she remembered what kind of stupid things she had done last night, she finally couldn't help but grab a pillow and buried her head in it in shame.

No matter what, give her a brain without the memory of last night.

The heat on my face started to rise suddenly when I realized what I had done.

But that memory seemed to be born, and kept growing like a sprout. In his mind, Annuo's subsequent work would also have preliminary reviews from time to time.

"Anno."

"Anno."

"Anno!" the agent called her three times.

Finally, on the third time, Annuo suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the agent standing in front of him blankly, and agreed in confusion.

The agent sighed. "Why do you feel like you were absent-minded at work all day today?"

"Is there...?" Annuo touched his cheek guiltily, but fortunately it wasn't particularly hot at the moment.

The agent looked at him suspiciously. "Did you really just go to dinner last night?"

According to this performance, it seems that it is not as simple as just eating.

"Yes, that's right." Annuo answered a little stutteringly.

She said it with a little more confidence.

After all, I did eat the food, but I didn’t say any unnecessary things, and everything I said was the truth.

The agent stared at her for a long time because of An Nuo's answer, and finally gave up and continued to ask questions, and then put all the itinerary in An Nuo's hands.

"Come back to your senses, there is another commercial to be shot in the afternoon, so don't let anything go wrong later." The agent warned her.

"You are no longer the little star you were before. Many people are staring at you."

Today's Annuo is naturally different.

As we work steadily step by step, the resources we receive are getting better and better on the way up. At least now when we are traveling, any action we take will fall into the eyes of the paparazzi and those media reporters, and what can happen if we are not careful. Scandals and rumors.

"I know." Annuo responded.

Even though she said that, her mind still couldn't control it occasionally and drifted to what happened last night.

Fortunately, I didn't meet each other when I went out at noon today.

Thinking of the quiet and completely silent door next door when he was taken out by his assistant, An Nuo felt like it was a battle between heaven and man.

She made such a presumptuous move last night. Will the other party never see her again?

Or maybe he was just overthinking it, but in fact Murong Chen had already left and was not at home at all at the moment.

and……

Annuo recalled that when he got up, the size of the coat he wore was obviously different, and it was most likely Murong Chen's coat.

You have to return the clothes to the other party at some time, otherwise if you keep them in your hands, you will always feel like a pervert.

But when he thought that returning the clothes meant meeting the other party again, Annuo was shamefully entangled again.

Random speculations filled her mind, and Annuo couldn't make up her mind for a while.

Fortunately, Annuo's professionalism was on the line and he followed the photographer's instructions, so there were no problems in the subsequent shooting.

Compared to Annuo, Murong Qiao's drink after getting drunk was much better, at least he was not as noisy as Annuo.

After eating last night, Murong Qiao was carried to the house next door by Huo Yichen and slept peacefully all night.

When I woke up the next morning, there was no sign of fragmentation. He was in good condition and did not look like a drunk person.

When Murong Qiao woke up, there was a sticky note left by Huo Yichen on the bedside.

[If you wake up, there is breakfast in the kitchen. If you feel uncomfortable, call me. I will go to the company first. 】

Just a few words, but you can feel the subtle warmth flowing into her heart, just like the other party's usual silent style

Due to the meal last night, Murong Qiao told Jiang Chi in advance that he might arrive late at the company, so he wasn't too nervous when he woke up at noon.

Murong Qiao sat up from the bed. He wanted to subconsciously reach for the paper on the bedside table, but when his hands were empty, he remembered that this was not his home.

She belatedly glanced at the decoration design of the bedroom around her, and was stunned when she saw the simple style based on black, white and gray.

There is a feeling of being too cold.

This was Murong Qiao's first thought about the entire bedroom, but then when she got up and wanted to go to the kitchen, when her eyes fell on the rabbit slippers under her feet, she couldn't help but laugh softly.

The pink and white rabbit slippers are fluffy. They are the ones she often wears at home. They are neatly placed by the bed, waiting for the owner to wear them.

This surprisingly cute color actually broke the cold style of the room, making Murong Qiao dumbfounded for a moment.

She put on her shoes and walked to the kitchen and found the porridge and some side dishes that were being kept warm for breakfast.

Murong Qiao casually took a bun and put it in his mouth. Then he glanced at the time on his phone and realized that it was already 12 noon.

She first sent a message to Huo Yichen, telling him that she had woken up. Then she remembered the slightly chaotic situation last night and was a little worried about Annuo, so she thought of giving him a call.

It's just that the call didn't go through, it beeped for a long time, and finally hung up automatically after dozens of seconds.

Maybe you're busy at work?

Murong Qiao frowned and looked at the screen of his mobile phone which had been converted into call history. He thought that his brother seemed to have sent Annuo off last night, so after returning home, he simply called someone else.

This time it was picked up very quickly.

"...Qiao Qiao?" Murong Chen's voice came from over there.

Murong Qiao said hello easily, "Good morning, brother."

Murong Chen didn't care about his sister's jet-lagged greeting.

"How do you feel when you wake up? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Murong Chen's concerned greetings came from the other end of the phone. "I'll ask Jiang Chi to bring you some food later. If anything goes wrong, I'll ask him to bring you some medicine."

In terms of wine, Murong Chen has experienced much more than Murong Qiao.

The headache after a hangover, including the smell of alcohol after waking up, many worries and discomforts, he can be called a master of experience at the shopping mall wine table.

"I'm fine." Murong Qiao didn't let his brother worry about him.

"You sent An Nuo home last night. You should be fine, right?" Murong Qiao asked. "I just called her number and couldn't get through."

"...It should be fine."

I don't know if it was Murong Qiao's misunderstanding, but when Annuo's name was mentioned, she seemed to feel a moment of silence and hesitation from the other side, followed by a slow reply.

But Murong Chen didn't know that the moment he heard Annuo's name, Murong Chen remembered what happened last night.

In fact, Annuo is not the only one who cares about this matter, Murong Chen will inevitably think about it.

Murong Chen was distracted for a moment and then answered. "I left after sending people home last night."

As for today's situation, he couldn't answer his sister's question, because in the early morning, Murong Chen took the morning flight back to the head office.

He never met Annuo again and learned about his latest situation.