At eight o'clock in the morning, Yan Shiqi's live broadcast ended.

Wen Zhiyuan was still holding his mobile phone and pondering, and the nurses in the hospital dutifully began to patrol the room, and when they stood at the door to sort out the medicine, the sound of small talk came to Wen Zhiyuan's ears.

"Have you watched Yan Shiqi's live broadcast?"

"Of course I watched it, I got up at five o'clock this morning and waited in the live broadcast room, it's so surprising, Seventeen may be the only one among so many stars to broadcast live in the early morning. ”

"Who said no, but I like her so much, she's so beautiful without makeup, and you see her husband, it's handsome!"

As he was talking, the nurse who was passing by also stopped excitedly, "Let me tell you, Yan Shiqi came to the hospital yesterday, in the special care ward of our cardiac surgery." ”

"Mom, really? Is her husband here?"

The two surgical nurses apparently smelled the gossip.

The other party approached mysteriously with a mask, "Here, it's handsome and the sky is cracking! I can't say it, I'm going back to heart surgery." ”

"Xiao Ai, don't go, let's talk for a while!"

The nurse known as Xiao Ai looked back and waved her hand as she walked, "Don't talk about it, there are special rules in the intensive care ward, you know." See you later!"

This conversation made the little nurses of the two surgeons even more itchy.

Just because Yan Shiqi has never concealed her married identity, this makes people more curious about her husband, what kind of outsider can make her enter the marriage hall at the peak of her career? !

Gossip is the spice of people's boring lives, but to Wen Zhiyuan's ears, it is a nightmare that burns her reason.

It turned out that Yan Shiqi also came to the hospital yesterday.

Her fingers holding the phone relaxed slightly, her eyes flashed with a sly, and she began to edit the message as soon as she swiped the screen......

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Linhu Bay, not long after the live broadcast ended, the man also went out to the company.

Since Cheng Yenan and the others have been busy off the screen, Sister-in-law Lin has made a lot of breakfast, and a group of people are gobbling it up in the kitchen.

Yan Shiqi was sitting at the table, watching the live broadcast replay on his mobile phone, the desktop was knocked by Cheng Yenan, he held a cigarette in his hand, and raised his eyebrows at her, "Can you smoke?"

"Yes, I'll get you an ashtray. ”

Cheng Yenan took two puffs of cigarette, rubbed his eyebrows, and glanced at the actions of Dylan and the others eating with their heads bored, and he pulled the corners of his lower lip, "After tomorrow, can you return to work?" Recently, a few endorsements have been waiting, and a few variety show scripts have also been invited, do you want to consider it?"

Yan Shiqi looked up from the screen, her eyes were very calm, and after thinking about it seriously, she didn't want to brush his intentions, so she nodded and agreed, "I'm not very good at variety shows, so let's focus on endorsements." ”

"Cheng, there are just a few more interview invitations, and I will arrange them for you. After speaking, Cheng Yenan puffed out the smoke, looked at Yan Shiqi's plain cheeks through the white mist, and stopped talking.

Dylan sat next to him eating shrimp dumplings and watched this scene, and as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, someone exclaimed, "Mr. Cheng, look at Weibo, Seventeen's husband has been picked up!"

Cheng Ye Nan's hand holding the cigarette tightened suddenly, and he didn't forget to look at Yan Shiqi while taking out his mobile phone.

Seeing her calm expression, she didn't seem surprised, and lowered her eyes with a burst of self-deprecation, she was afraid that she intended to let the man appear on camera.

Netizens are all sharp-eyed, even if Qin Baiyu does not show a straight face, as long as it exists, there will definitely be traces.