Sweet entertainment circle

The entire banquet hall can be heard quietly.

Song Jiashu stared blankly at Su Zhi who was huddled on the ground without saying a word, his body trembled slightly, and he took a step back unconsciously, "Ah Zhi, what Huo Xiao said...is it true?"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, there was a figure rushing towards this side at the door, and when Huo Xiao and Song Jiashu reacted, the person who came was punching and kicking Su Zhi on the ground like a little lunatic.

"Brother Ming..." Song Yaoyao, who was chasing after him, was taken aback. He looked at Song Jiashu in a hurry, and quickly pulled He Ming behind him, "Song...Brother Song, Ming...Brother Ming... ...He's getting drunk, he's drunk... he's drunk, he's gone crazy, you...you'll forgive me..."

"I'm not drunk, let me go, how can he..." Song Yaoyao exerted all his strength on his wrist, but He Ming couldn't break free, his expression was ruthless and powerless.

How could his highness, who was never married until his death, be humiliated like this?

how come?

Looking at He Ming who looked like an angry little leopard, Huo Xiao felt a sudden pain somewhere in his heart. No one had ever defended him like this.

there has never been.

"Hey, it's okay..." Huo Xiao didn't believe in fate, but when he unconsciously hugged He Ming in his arms, he was relieved.

This person, from the first time he saw it, made him seem to have known him to an unbelievable degree.

If this is fate.

Well, he admitted it.

The voice that was close to his ears seemed to come from the distant sky. It penetrated into the eardrum and penetrated into the heart, calming He Ming's irritable heart. He buried his head in Huo Xiao's chest and put his hands together. Clutching the shirts on both sides of Huo Xiao's waist, he took a deep breath greedily, and murmured: "No one can spoil His Highness, no one..."

Your Highness.

This time Huo Xiao heard clearly that the young master in his arms really called him His Highness.

Although Huo Xiao was puzzled, he also knew that it was not a good time to ask this question, so he just followed He Ming's words to comfort him: "With you here, no one would dare to spoil me."

The person in his arms didn't respond for a long time, Huo Xiao was a little uneasy, and gently pushed the person away, only to realize that He Ming had fallen asleep at some point, his face was abnormally red, his eyelashes trembled, and he realized that he was being held by someone. When she pushed it away, she subconsciously wanted to lean into his arms.

Song Yaoyao witnessed this scene the whole time, and her heart was already full of thunder. Seeing that He Ming wanted to lean on Huo Xiao like a rascal, she couldn't even pull out a stiff smile, "You... hand him over give it to me……"

Huo Xiao hugged the person and turned sideways, preventing Song Yaoyao from touching He Ming. He glanced at Song Jiashu, who still had a complicated expression on his face, and then at Song Yaoyao, "Actually, how much did you overhear?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Song Yaoyao complained endlessly. Unfortunately, she and He Ming heard all the shocking gossip just now.

Song Yaoyao took a sneak peek at Song Jiashu, and saw that her male god was also staring at her with an unkind expression. She was so frightened that she immediately retracted her eyes, then looked at Huo Xiao uneasily, gestured with a finger, and stammered. : "Just... just throw it away..."

"A loss? How much is that? From where to where?"

Song Yaoyao was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to say it. After being glanced at by Huo Xiao, he immediately told the truth, "I have two choices for you, either let me ask someone to take your turn, or go to Thailand by yourself. ?' until just now..."

Huo Xiao was silent for three seconds, and smiled with his lips hooked, his tone was unclear, "The memory is quite good, you can still remember the first sentence I said word for word."

Song Yaoyao wanted to slap her own ears, and subconsciously went to see her idol Song Jiashu, and quickly replied: "No, no, my memory is not very good, I will forget it when I leave this door."

Afraid that the other party would not believe it, Song Yaoyao emphasized again, "Really, brother Ming and I didn't listen to the corner on purpose, it was purely accidental. I didn't know that brother Ming's drinking capacity was so bad, and I didn't know that the red wine in this banquet hall had such stamina. Big, brother Ming felt dizzy as soon as he walked out of the banquet hall, so I helped him to sit on the chair outside for a while, who knew you..."

Huo Xiao nodded with half-belief, turned his head to look at Song Jiashu, and gave the other party a tacit look. Song Jiashu was obviously better than him in handling such public relations.

After receiving the gaze from the other party, Huo Xiao changed his arms to hold He Ming in his arms again, and looked at Song Yaoyao, "What is his relationship with you?" Thinking that this is the awarding ceremony of the Golden Flower Awards, he probably guessed it At one point, he added, "Which entertainment company do you belong to?"

"Haitian."

Really, the enemy's road is narrow.

In just a few days, people have become enemies.

Huo Xiao cursed in a low voice, rubbed his eyebrows again, "Okay, you go down first."

Song Yaoyao secretly glanced at He Ming who was in the other's arms, recalled Zhao Xiaotian's ten thousand advice, gasped in embarrassment, "Then...then Brother Ming, I..."

"He's so drunk, you still want to take him to the award show?" Huo Xiao knew He Ming's new identity, and he twitched in embarrassment, his tone naturally not very good.

"No... no..." Song Yaoyao was interrupted by Huo Xiao, and she hesitated for a second.

After all, he is from his company, Huo Xiao couldn't really take him away for a while, and after thinking about it, he said to Song Yaoyao: "I'll send him to the hotel room to rest first, after the party, you can figure it out Bar!"

Song Yaoyao, who was afraid that he would lose sight of him, had already thought about the punishment of being executed by Zhao Xiaotian for a hundred and eight thousand times in his mind. After hearing Huo Xiao's words, he almost cried with joy, "Okay, I will listen to you, then I will go upstairs first. Get that room key card."

After finishing speaking, Song Yaoyao immediately flew on all fours and ran to the hall like a rabbit.

The banquet hall became quiet again. Song Jiashu helped Su Zhi up, looked at Huo Xiao and hugged He Ming in the pose of a princess hug, and laughed at himself, "Actually, you like men, right?"

"what do you want to say?"

"Don't tell me you haven't thought about Ah Zhi?"

Huo Xiao closed his eyes and chuckled, "Song Jiashu, not everyone thinks the same as you."

Song Jiashu and Huo Xiao pierced his mind in front of Su Zhi, and when faced with his brother's probing eyes, he instantly became angry from embarrassment, "Then tell me, why did Ah Zhi drug you and find you a young lady..."

Huo Xiao was very disgusted with this memory. When he mentioned this, his complexion darkened in an instant, as if he felt his emotional change. The person in his arms arched uncomfortably. After taking a deep breath, he looked at Su Zhi who lowered his head and did not speak, and said calmly, "From now on, don't appear in front of my eyes again. Everything from the past is hereby written off."

After saying that, Huo Xiao saw Song Yaoyao coming up with the room card, and he stopped looking at Song Jiashu, and left with He Ming in his arms.

"Huo Xiao, in the future... shall we still be friends in the future?"

Hearing Song Jiashu's voice, Huo Xiao paused on the spot, looked at He Ming in his arms, and said softly, "Song Jiashu, I can forgive your brother only because he made me completely disgusted with women."

Song Jiashu stood there for a long time, then took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the dust off Su Zhi's face, "Ah Zhi, why do you want to dress up as a woman and dance?"

Su Zhi looked evasive, "Didn't you...didn't you say that your studio still lacks 1000 million yuan in funding for a movie you want to shoot? Uncle doesn't let anyone invest..."

Song Jiashu's hands froze, and he withdrew the handkerchief, "You...you're so stupid, no matter how short your brother is, he won't ask you...Let's go, I won't go to the awards show, I'll take you back to your room to apply some medicine."

Su Zhi nodded and muttered something vaguely.

Song Jiashu's steps paused, but soon returned to normal, and walked forward at a leisurely pace.

——Whether you want it or not is your will, and whether I give it or not is my will.

Song Jiashu heard what Su Zhi muttered clearly.

As soon as the two walked out of the banquet hall, they ran into Zhao Xiaotian and Ayu, both of whom looked unhappy.

Zhao Xiaotian had originally stunned Fang Xiaoling into silence at the venue, and he felt refreshed. After all, this year's Golden Flower Awards, although Yunyou had a few more people invited, but few were nominated. When walking the red carpet, it was their wandering people who stole the limelight.

He never thought that when the award show was halfway through, the artist and assistant he was least worried about started to make trouble. He didn't see anyone for a long time, didn't answer the phone, and asked him to come and find someone in person.

Not to mention Ayu, her boss has never been normal since she came to this place. She was already terrified, but when she saw Su Zhi and Song Jiashu, her whole heart sank, but she still didn't give up. "Master Song, you haven't seen the second young master, have you?"

Zhao Xiaotian glanced at Ayu, "Ashu, you saw He..." The inscription turned around in his mouth, and Zhao Xiaotian remembered that Song Jiashu probably didn't know He Ming, so he changed the question, "Is there anyone else inside?"

Song Jiashu guessed who Zhao Xiaotian was looking for, and he knew who Ayu was looking for, so he simply answered the two of them together, "Probably, the person you two are looking for is together, He Ming is drunk, Er Shao and He Ming's The assistant sent him upstairs to rest..."

"What did you say?"

"What did you say?"

Song Jiashu, who hadn't realized that he had lost a **** at all, added, "Second Young Master carried He Ming up."

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