deep compromise

Ning Ye never expected that he would meet Chen Youan.

Several big bosses came in one by one. Seeing them, some showed tacit smiles, and they each chose their favorite boys and girls to sit next to them.

Zhang Mingwan is very good at invigorating the atmosphere, like a real bustard, first calling on all the little stars to toast the big boss.

After drinking a glass of red wine, he couldn't be called drunk, but Ning Ye didn't eat well all day, and his stomach felt a little burnt.

Sitting on his left is an upstart big boss named Wang Weijing. Recently, he is investing in online dramas, and there are quite a few artists rushing to join him.

Wang Weijing changed his name after he got rich. His original name was Wang Fugui. He wore a colorful beach shirt and shorts. He didn't have much hair on his hair, but his legs had a lot of hair. An empty stomach felt like retching.

Wang Weijing's lustful eyes made him uneasy.

Fortunately, the food was served soon, and Wang Weijing was too busy flattering other bosses to take care of him for a while.

Chen You'an was directly opposite him, on the main seat.

I haven't seen him for a month, but he is still in a well-fitting suit, his hair is pinned back by hairspray, revealing a smooth forehead and deep eyebrows, even the cuffs are meticulous.

It can be seen that he is living a good life, surrounded by a group of flattering people, and the chests of the female artists around him are almost rubbing against his suit.

Ning Ye's heart was sour, he poured himself a drink and swallowed it in one gulp, and wiped away Wang Weijing's hand on his thigh.

After such a few times, he deeply felt that he was going to vomit, and he rushed out to find the toilet without caring about Wang Weijing's face.

He was a little drunk, so he didn't care about Wang Weijing who came after him when he left his seat and his embarrassing expression.

Ning Ye vomited, threw up all the food he had just eaten, and washed his face with cold water.

Feeling weak all over, I don't know whether it is the effect of alcohol or too much tossing during the day.

The corridor was covered with thick blankets. Ning Ye had just walked away in a hurry without looking back. As soon as he went out, he saw Wang Weijing who was chasing him to the door of the toilet and was in a panic.

Wang Weijing was out of breath from running, his floral shirt was drenched with sweat, now seeing Ning Ye, he stretched out his thick arms to grab him.

"Run away, let's see what you can do to escape this time!"

Ning Ye was a little dizzy, and vaguely remembered that a few months ago, Boss Wang went to visit his little lover, but he caught his eye on the set, but he coldly rejected him.

He was filming the web drama that made him a little hit, invested by Chen You'an, and no one on the set knew that Ning Ye was protected by a big boss.

The arm was pinched, and there was a sticky feeling from the sweaty big hand. Ning Ye threw it away desperately, turned and ran.

After a few steps, Wang Weijing grabbed the shirt and pulled it back hard.

Ning Ye was staggered, his clothes were lifted, and his thin waist was exposed. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Boss Wang looking at his back with a lewd smile, and immediately wanted to vomit out the disgusting overnight meal .

After running away a few steps, Ning Ye leaned against the wall, and the increasingly blurred vision made him feel scared...could it be the glass of wine just now?

Seeing that he was not moving, Wang Weijing was not in a hurry, straightened his shirt and walked slowly, his muscular figure approached Ning Ye, like an eagle pouncing on its prey.

With cold sweat dripping down his forehead, Ning Ye slid down against the wall, and saw a decorative imitation celadon pot-bellied vase in his vision.

He tried to straighten up, touched the vase with both hands, and threw it forward hard.

With a bang, the vase shattered into pieces and shattered at Wang Weijing's feet, almost hitting him.

"Go to hell with me!" Ning Ye shouted with some backbone, and ran away.

Wang Weijing reacted from the fright, and found that he hadn't been hit, and immediately became even more frightened and furious.

"You little bitch! Do you think someone is protecting you? Stop! See if I won't play you to death this time."

Who will stop obediently!Ning Ye wished to grow four legs, but he found that he was running slower and slower, his dizzy legs could not use his strength, and Boss Fat Pig was right behind him, and he was about to be overtaken.

Even the window at the end of the corridor in front, and there were no stairs around, so he ran to a dead end without knowing the direction.

Ning Ye stopped in front of the window, turned around and stopped suddenly, and took out a fragment of a vase that he had been holding in his hand.

The fragment was held tightly by him, and the sharp edges were already stained with blood.Ning Ye gasped for breath, holding the fragments towards Wang Weijing as if she couldn't feel the pain.

"Why bother? Boss Wang." A deep voice suddenly broke in, and the two confronting each other were startled.

Chen You'an stepped out of the shadows, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and slowly came between the two of them.

He looked so composed that he didn't even shake the drink in his hand.

Chen You'an stretched out his free hand, slowly grasped Ning Ye's wrist, and pulled it down, "Let go."

Ning Ye recognized him in a daze, and let go of his hand like a conditioned reflex, the tile fell to the ground, and the blood that had been held down lay down along his fingers, smearing into the dark red carpet.

Wang Weijing was already intimidated, he called out to Boss Chen with a smirk, and left without daring to stay any longer.

There were only the two of them at the end of the empty corridor.

Ning Ye collapsed and withdrew his strength and slid down. Chen You'an hugged him by the waist and pressed his face on his shoulder.

"Ning Ye," Chen You'an pulled a veil and pressed it on his wound, and called out in a low voice, "You are so embarrassing."

With a peculiar rhythm in his voice, Ning Ye was quickly calmed down.

"You fucked, didn't you notice?" Chen You'an carried him with one hand and got on the elevator.

There was a strange smell flowing inside the sealed car, Ning Ye woke up once in the middle, only had time to look at Chen You'an's side face concentrating on driving, and fell back into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, he was already on the bed, and he was very familiar with the size of the bed and the surrounding furnishings.

This is the house that Chen You'an specially bought during the time he was taking care of him. It is on the top of a mountain in the outskirts of the imperial capital where every inch of land is expensive.

There was no one in the house, it was already late at night, only the flickering street lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows occasionally shone in.

Ning Ye sat up, and was a little confused to find that Chen You'an had injected him with an inhibitor, and had two wounds on his hands that were not deep, but were long and covered with thick gauze.

He was wearing a set of loose dark gray home clothes, and his clothes had been changed.

For no reason, Ning Ye suddenly became angry.

It's useless for him to be like this, he finally terminated the nurturing contract with the benefactor, and now he's back here, like a bird that's been imprisoned.

Ning Ye got up and got out of bed, and looked for Chen Youan all over the room. He wanted to ask what else Chen Youan wanted to do.

After entering the master bedroom, Ning Ye found this man.

Chen You slept peacefully on that huge double bed, covered with a quilt, with only one face exposed.

Ning Ye leaned over and found that the old man hadn't been woken up.

He squatted beside the bed, looking at Chen You'an by the moonlight, his expression was indistinguishable and complicated.

Chen Youan is also 35 and [-] years old this year, but it seems to be favored by time, his handsome and mature face is becoming more and more attractive.

Ning Ye reached out, touched the bridge of his nose, slid down from the base of the nose, and stroked those two thin lips.

However, Chen You'an suddenly opened his eyes, his dark eyes met Ning Ye's staring gaze, his eyes seemed to contain thousands of emotions, and he seemed not to be thinking about anything.

Ning Ye couldn't understand.

For several minutes, neither of them spoke first.

Finally, Chen Youan pinched his wrist and rubbed it in his palm.

"Come back to me," he said. "Look at yourself, what you've become."