Are you trying to tease me [Entertainment]

Chapter 42

Ye Yuanxi's heart skipped a beat for an instant.

Why did you suddenly think of this?

He rubbed the corners of his clothes nervously, and stood there frowning for a while.

"Hey, Yuanxi." Someone next to him suddenly greeted him.

He turned around, only to find that it was a senior sister, a well-known Huadan in the circle, and he smiled at her quickly: "Hello."

"Hey, why are you so polite." The other party smiled and waved his hands, "You've become a big hit recently. I heard that your MV will be filmed in a while?"

Seeing her concerned expression, Ye Yuanxi understood: "Ah yes, if senior sister is free then, it would be the best to come and help."

"Don't worry." When the man heard Ye Yuanxi say this, he quickly patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "What's the use for me, just tell me on WeChat."

As she said that, she winked her eyes somewhat ambiguously at Ye Yuanxi.

When did I have her WeChat?

Ye Yuanxi put his hands in his pockets, and sent the other party away with a half-hearted smile.In the eyes of watching the excitement and gossip, the corners of his lips were pursed, thinking how to explain this complicated problem to his teacher Yu.

It's not that I want to cover up something for Luo Jia.

He just didn't want to worry about this matter with Fengqiao again.

Xi Yuan himself is an experiencer of this relationship. He knows how he and Luo Jia fell in love, how passionately they fell in love, how they became flat, and how they began to torture each other in the end.

The conceit of Xi Yuan's fame as a teenager, and the low self-esteem that Luo Jia brought from his native family made the two of them doomed to stand in different positions from the very beginning.

And the wealth between the two people has been soaring at an astonishing rate every year, which has deepened their conflict to the point of irreversibility.

Xi Yuan didn't care about the money, whether it was a house or an investment, he signed it to Luo Jia early in the morning.

But Luo Jia felt that it was pity.

So behind Xi Yuan's back, he secretly used his savings to give to his family.

Bring them to Haicheng, give them the best life, pamper his sister into a shrew like heaven, and raise his mother into an old lady who doesn't know how to behave.

They took pleasure in ridiculing Xi Yuan, thinking that Xi Yuan's disability had dragged Luo Jia down, and they took Luo Jia privately, so that the Luo family could only secretly help the family while helping him.

They felt that what Xi Yuan gave to Luo Jia was what he deserved, and Xi Yuan should not touch the property in Luo Jia's hands.

In the end, all romance novels have turned into the most vulgar old uncle at eight o'clock.

This money, which Xi Yuan didn't care about at all, became the deepest gap between the two.

But Yu Fengqiao didn't know that all he could see was Xi Yuan who had a happy life and was suddenly betrayed by his lover.

This is something he cannot accept.

When the senior sister who spoke just now had already entered the elevator, Ye Yuanxi was still standing there, not knowing what to do.

The cell phone in his pocket was almost scorched by him.

After hesitating for a long time, he took out his mobile phone and called Yu Fengqiao: "Teacher Yu!"

"Yeah." Yu Fengqiao was very quiet on the other side.

Ye Yuanxi's heart was pounding, and he deliberately ignored the fact that he had received a text message: "I want to eat Sichuan food tonight, okay? I'll go to the restaurant downstairs to pack."

Yu Fengqiao likes the downstairs restaurant very much, but they are afraid that spicy food will affect Ye Yuanxi's throat, so the two of them don't eat it often.

"Okay." There was no smile in Yu Fengqiao's voice.

Ye Yuanxi didn't speak any more, and after listening to the quiet breathing a few times, the phone was hung up.

It's over, I'm really pissed.

It's over. It's over.

Ye Yuanxi put his hands on top of his head and scratched his hair.

What should my wife do when she is angry? I feel like I can’t be coaxed well.

There are only single dogs around me, and there is no one who can give advice.

Squatting in a corner and brushing his hair for a long time, Ye Yuanxi suddenly raised his head.

The wife is angry, looking for her son!

With that said, Ye Yuanxi immediately asked the driver to take him to the kennel that he had agreed upon at the time, and while sending messages, he ordered dinner on the delivery software.

"Yes, yes yes yes. The agreement is this weekend, but I'll come and pick it up now, yes yes yes." Ye Yuanxi sat in the back seat and nodded frantically, signaling the driver to hurry up.

Wang Zai had to stay with his mother until he could leave before being taken to their home.

Yu Fengqiao was busy with work before, so she asked Wangzai to stay for a while. In the past few days, she just discussed with the kennel to pick it up together.

Ye Yuanxi jumped out of the car, didn't even wear a mask in a hurry, and rushed into it directly.

Fortunately, the place Yu Fengqiao was optimistic about was opened by an insider, and it was quiet and there was no one there, only the boss was sitting inside waiting for him with a reddish-brown Alaska in his arms.

When he saw that it was Ye Yuanxi, he was a little surprised: "...How are you?"

"Hello, hello." Ye Yuanxi bowed to him, and strode inside, "I'm here to pick up Wangzai."

The person inside nodded: "But this is not... Yu."

"Um." Ye Yuanxi was stunned, "That's it. Teacher Yu has been busy recently and didn't have time to come over, so he entrusted me to pick it up. It doesn't matter, you just leave it to me."

After picking up the box, Ye Yuanxi carried the dog and its daily necessities with his left hand, and his and Yu Fengqiao's dinner with his right hand, and waited at the door for a long time before Yu Fengqiao came to open the door for him.

"Look, who's back!" Ye Yuanxi waved the box in front of Yu Fengqiao's eyes, and Wang Zai, who was not afraid of life inside, held the cage to look at his father outside.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, blinking.

I don't know whether Wangzai just arrived in the new home and didn't get used to it or his personality is just like this. He is a little male dog but he is soft and waxy, and he still sounds like a milk when he barks, and he is coquettish at Yu Fengqiao.

Ye Yuanxi heard Yu Fengqiao seem to laugh.

He breathed a sigh of relief and put down the cage.

The thing in the other hand has already been taken by Yu Fengqiao. Ye Yuanxi followed him with the puppy, and rubbed it on Yu Fengqiao's shoulder: "Is today going well?"

"It's pretty good." Yu Fengqiao lowered her head to tidy up, put the packaged dishes into the plate at home, and tried not to sound so low, "There are two scripts that are very good."

"That's nice." Just as he was about to continue, Ye Yuanxi felt that the puppy in his hand probably smelled the smell of rice, and struggled in his arms.

The conversation between the two was interrupted, Ye Yuanxi stayed in the kitchen to tidy up, while Yu Fengqiao went to the living room with Wang Zai in his arms.

Ye Yuanxi absently threw the plastic bag into the trash can, turned around and saw Yu Fengqiao squatting in front of the window, with a graceful arc drawn out of his thin back.

Yu Fengqiao's figure is a very standard inverted triangle, with broad shoulders and narrow waistline, thin but not weak.

It is obviously a loose-fitting home wear, but Yu Fengqiao's tall and straight figure insists on its beauty.

Seeing the puppy pawing at Yu Fengqiao's shoulder and leaning against it acting like a spoiled child, he suddenly stopped what he was doing.

Yu Fengqiao lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. The evening light outside hit his side face and cast a shadow on his slender neck.

From Ye Yuanxi's angle, he could see his lowered eyes, blue-gray, as transparent as fine crystals.

The puppy's eyes were wet, its paws grabbed his clothes, and rubbed against his arms vigorously.

And Yu Fengqiao lowered his head, dragged the puppy on his chest with the palm of his hand, and patted him gently with the other hand.

No need to think about it, Ye Yuanxi knew that Yu Fengqiao's strength must be extremely gentle, and his eyes must be so doting that he could wring out water.

He suddenly felt a little sore and swollen in his heart.

Why did that little piece of trash occupy Yu Fengqiao's shoulder so logically?

It's obviously him who is wronged, okay?

Thinking of this, Ye Yuanxi directly put down the things in his hands, walked to the living room, took Wang Zai by the back of his neck with one hand and put him into the nest he had prepared earlier.

Then, he stood and opened his arms to Yu Fengqiao: "Hug."

Yu Fengqiao seemed a little surprised, but she quickly stood up and completely embraced Ye Yuanxi into her arms.

"As soon as it came back, you were eccentric." Ye Yuanxi stood with legs bent, and put his face on Yu Fengqiao's chest muscles, "You still lost your temper at me."

"I didn't lose my temper..." Yu Fengqiao seemed a little helpless, "I just did."

I just feel sorry for you.

"Did Fanta get away in that car accident?" Yu Fengqiao hugged Ye Yuanxi, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, lowered his head and nose to rub against the top of Ye Yuanxi's hair.

The person in his arms froze: "Yeah."

"Luo Jia didn't treat you well." Yu Fengqiao seemed to sigh, and held Ye Yuanxi tighter, "You have been cooperating with treatment since you were discharged from the hospital, and you have been contacting a psychologist. Your medical records clearly stated and write that everything is turning around."

His voice was very deep, and he was a little excited at the end, holding Ye Yuanxi with unusual strength.

"Why don't you live?" Yu Fengqiao said in a heavy tone, "After dumping Luo Jia, with the help of treatment, your hearing can obviously get better, obviously an album is going to be released, and obviously everything you don't like can be passed away."

Ye Yuanxi was silent for a moment.

He subconsciously grabbed the corner of Yu Fengqiao's clothes, and pretended to be relaxed and said: "It's good not to be alive, I want Xi Yuan, what can you do? It's good to die, release, you I don’t even know how uncomfortable it is to hear or not to speak.”

in fact.

How much he wants to be alive only he knows.

He is willing to be locked at home by Luo Jia, leaving more space and time for himself to create.He contacted the doctor, consulted about the recovery from the surgery, tried his best to adjust his mentality, and told himself that everything might be fine.

It's tough, it's hard work, but it's not all hopeless.

only…

"You clearly know that I don't care." Yu Fengqiao held Ye Yuanxi's shoulders, pulled him away from her embrace, and looked into his eyes, "Tell me, did Luo Jia force you to do something? Tell me I!"

Luo Jia hasn't been doing well lately.

Every day, Yu Fengqiao mailed the found evidence to Luo Jia on a regular basis, from innocuous scandals, step by step to betrayal of Xi Yuan, embezzlement of his inheritance, and smearing of his reputation after death, one after another. Each item is listed clearly.

No source can be found, no contact information, the only thing Luo Jia knows is that there is a person in the world who seems to have thoroughly understood the relationship between him and Xi Yuan from beginning to end.

He even wondered if Xi Yuan was still alive and Xi Yuan was taking revenge on himself.

The contents of those letters were messy, from written statements to newspaper news, it was not surprising that someone discovered his cheating, but what scared Luo Jia was that the only photo album that only Xi Yuan knew the password was opened.

But he was the one who watched Xi Yuan die, and he was the one who couldn't even hold a handful of ashes in the end.

So who else, who else would do this for Xi Yuan who has no relatives and no reason? ?

And how did he know his password and some privacy that only existed between him and Xi Yuan...

Luo Jia fell into an unprecedented panic.

He always felt that someone was watching him in the dark, he didn't speak, and he didn't ask for anything.

The man seemed to be holding a mirror, which reflected the ugliest and most filthy side of Luo Jia, while the other hand held the remote control, ready to destroy him at any time.

This made him in a trance all day long, and even turned a blind eye to Luo Fanchen's repeated provocations.

He has been with the vice president of the company for quite some time.

From being a second-tier player who can only rely on traffic and some fans, to being a second-tier player in film and television dramas, to throwing all his fashion resources at himself, and even seeing a quasi-tier-one little king who can step into the world with one foot, his journey has been smooth.

Nothing terrible.

But recently, the vice president asked him in private if he had any contact with anyone recently.

What can stop him from going up.

The theme song that originally made him "King Power" was removed and replaced with Ye Yuanxi.

His performance in "Your Voice" made some of his diehard fans express a little disappointment; his agent told him to hold back his temper and told him not to show his temperament on the set; the vice president asked him to restrain himself recently, The endorsements that shouldn't be eaten told him not to just eat it down; even his investment manager said that the recent momentum has not been very good, and some funds cannot be withdrawn.

It's like everything is going against him.

A premonition told him that this must have something to do with Xi Yuan who was already dead.

Until this afternoon, he finally found a phone number in the envelope.

He dialed like crazy, wanting to know how to make the other party stop such harassment.

There was no speaking, only the sound of quiet electric current.

After a long time, he heard the voice on the phone that had been processed with a voice changer saying, "Tell me about the matter between you and Xi Yuan."

Luo Jia's logic had become completely chaotic at that time, but he was not stupid, he kept repeating what the other party already knew.

The people over there listened quietly, and finally smiled: "Is it because I know too much, or do you think others can find out too little? How did you get the watch endorsement for the royal family? Do you want everyone to know more clearly? Or, if you want a specific person, you know."

The mobile phone in Luo Jia's hand fell to the ground on the spot.

Sitting stiffly on the sofa, he heard himself say mechanically, "What do you want to know."

"Why do you think of these messy things?" Ye Yuanxi avoided Yu Fengqiao's eyes, looked at Wang Zai who was playing with the little bones next to him, "Don't think about it, anyway, I can still live, and I can still meet It's enough."

"You didn't talk about it before, so I won't ask." Yu Fengqiao forcefully shook Ye Yuanxi's shoulder, "But now that I've asked, you still want...to keep silent like this?"

Ye Yuanxi raised his head and smiled inexplicably.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Fengqiao felt an extra hand on her neck.

The air he was breathing disappeared in an instant, and he opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Yuanxi, who had his head down and a gloomy expression in front of him.

The hand on the neck is getting stronger and stronger, and the pinch is getting tighter and tighter.

Yu Fengqiao felt the threat of suffocation.

But he didn't move.

The last bit of air had been sucked away, Yu Fengqiao's hands trembled a little, and a strange choked moan came out of his throat.

He was already on tiptoe, his eyes were wide open looking at the ceiling above, and one hand was ruthlessly pinching the flying curtain beside him.

There was an advertising car passing by outside the window, and Ye Yuanxi's clear voice "The moon is setting, the crows are crying and the sky is full of frost" was carried into the room along with the wind.

"I told you, it's not a good thing." Ye Yuanxi let go of him, sighed, and brought back Wangzai who had escaped from the nest and put it back in, as if he was a little helpless, but also a little bit uncovered Feeling overwhelmed by the last fig leaf, he stood there and smiled shortly, "I don't want you to know."

I don't want you to know that I left in such a mess.

The author has something to say: Is this chapter very long!

Let's give out red envelopes!Fifty (please let me finish posting

Well, after sending out the red envelopes... there is always something like that, um, that is, the oral test tomorrow, plus morning and evening classes, so return to the old rules

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