Rebirth of the absolute actor

Thinking of this, he put his phone aside contentedly, and greeted Li Yi, "It's almost noon, shall we go out for dinner?"

Li Yi readily agreed, and the two of them didn't pack up. They each put on comfortable casual clothes and went out to look for food.

Mo Qingyu was sitting in the car, but his eyes were fixed on the gate of the dormitory building not far away. The temperature on his face gradually changed from sunny to cloudy, and gradually developed into a cold winter.

That kid... didn't even answer him, nor did he come down.

Is it because I didn't see the news for a while, or is there some other reason?

Shall I make a phone call?It's just on the phone, what should I say?

Mo Qingyu fell into deep thought for a while.

Assistant Zhu saw his boss' expression in the rearview mirror, but his heart was full of ups and downs.

Although on the surface, his boss looked calm, but he had followed him for a long time, and he could still see the confusion and hesitation in his eyes.

Immediately, he paid more attention to Wei Muyang in his heart. Assistant Zhu made up his mind that he must be more cautious when dealing with Wei Muyang in the future.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice, "Mr. Mo, Mr. Wei is down ahead..."

Mo Qingyu was hesitating with his mobile phone, when he suddenly heard this, he quickly raised his head, and sure enough, he saw two teenagers walking out of the gate not far away, both of them were good-looking talents, while the one on the right was very smart and clean. It's not Wei Muyang or someone else.

He squinted his eyes, and saw that the young man was very familiar with the way he was talking to the person next to him. He didn't know if he was the roommate mentioned in the report, but he looked familiar.

It's like... have you seen it before?

Assistant Zhu had guessed what he was thinking, and said cautiously, "Mr. Mo, how about I go up and call Mr. Wei to stop."

Mo Qingyu nodded.

If it weren't for the influence of scruples, he would have thought of going forward, but considering that this is the dormitory of an artist after all, for the sake of Wei Muyang's future development, he still suppressed his thoughts.

"Be polite."

A soft warning made Assistant Zhu almost stagger.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Assistant Zhu straightened his clothes and stepped forward.

Wei Muyang was talking to Li Yi, discussing where to eat, when a familiar voice came from behind, "Mr. Wei, please stay."

He was stunned for a while, then turned around, only to find that the person walking under the big tree not far away was none other than Assistant Zhu whom he had seen that day, and behind Assistant Zhu, there was a black Bentley parked quietly .

An unbelievable thought suddenly appeared in his mind, could it be that person who sent the inexplicable text message just now?

At this moment, Assistant Zhu had already walked up. He first nodded politely to Li Yi, and then said to Wei Muyang: "Is Mr. Wei free? Regarding the shooting, my boss has something to discuss with you." You discuss it."

Because Li Yi was present, what he said was relatively cryptic, but Wei Muyang naturally understood when he heard it.

Who else can drive this assistant to the general manager, except the aloof Mr. Mo.

After hesitating for a while, Wei Muyang turned his head and said to Li Yi, "Li Yi, people from the do group are looking for me. It seems that I can't accompany you to lunch. You can go by yourself first."

The curiosity and doubt in Li Yi's eyes disappeared when he heard that it was a member of the do group.

He patted Wei Muyang's shoulder boldly, and Li Yi said heartily: "It's important, we have dinner at any time, so you go, don't worry about me."

Wei Muyang also smiled back, waved goodbye to Li Yi, and followed Assistant Zhu to the direction of the vehicle.

Assistant Zhu helped Wei Muyang open the car door, with a respectful look, which made Wei Muyang look at him in surprise.

But he didn't get in the car, just greeted with a smile.

"Mr. Mo, hello."

Mo Qingyu was wearing sunglasses and couldn't see his eyes, but he seemed to be in a bad mood. He looked at Wei Muyang coldly for two or three seconds before saying, "Get in the car."

Wei Muyang was taken aback for a moment, but after considering it, he got into the car as promised.

As soon as he went in and sat down, he saw that Mo Qingyu beside him had taken off his sunglasses, and was staring at him firmly with a pair of bottomless black eyes.

"Sit down."

Mo Qingyu nodded to Wei Muyang, and at the same time motioned forward, "Let's go."

The car started slowly, and the doubts in Wei Muyang's heart had grown exponentially.

"May I ask Mr. Mo, where are we going?"

He asked politely.

But Mo Qingyu didn't answer, but the whole person suddenly got up and stuck to him. Wei Muyang was startled, he was hesitating how to react, but at this moment, Mo Qingyu had already pulled up. The seat belt beside Wei Muyang was buckled on the button for him.

"be careful."

The man's deep voice rang in Wei Muyang's ears, and at the same time, a man's scent mixed with a faint cologne scent entered Wei Muyang's nose, stimulated by strong male hormones for no reason. , Wei Muyang's whole body froze.

There is no way, he knew in his previous life that he only loved men, and in this life, his preferences in this regard have not changed in any way. He really can't control such a top quality Mo Qingyu, and with such close contact, he really can't control it. Unmoved.

It took several seconds for Wei Muyang to react.

"...we sit in the back..."

After only saying a few words, Mo Qingyu gave him a blank look and stopped him.

"Even if you sit in the back, you have to pay attention to safety issues."

Hehe laughed twice, Wei Muyang gave up arguing with Mo Qingyu, but continued the previous topic, "Mr. Mo, where are we going?"

"go to eat."

The answer that came into his ears made Wei Muyang stunned. He glanced at Mo Qingyu in surprise, but met a pair of deep eyes.

"It's just past twelve noon, and I've been on an eight-hour flight, so I'm already very hungry. What's wrong with going to eat?"

In the man's words, there is an undeniable truth.

Wei Muyang had no choice but to laugh dryly again, but he felt a sneer in his heart. It is indeed lunch time, and you may be hungry, but what does all this have to do with me?

Gritting his teeth secretly, he asked again: "Mr. Mo, I just got in the car when Assistant Zhu said he had something to discuss with me. I don't know what it is?"

But this time, he didn't get an answer for a long time. Just when Wei Muyang made up his mind to ask again, Mo Qingyu said lightly, "I'll tell you after dinner."

After saying this, Mo Qingyu flipped through the stack of documents in his hand, as if he didn't want to say more.

Wei Muyang gritted his teeth angrily, if he hadn't been concerned about the identity of the other party, and the car was still driving at a high speed, he really wanted to open the door and get out of the car and leave.

Being in a small compartment with a stranger, and being so weird, all this made Wei Muyang a little uneasy.

Turn your head away in anger, since you don't want to talk, then everyone just doesn't talk, just to be clean and clean.

However, only a few minutes later, there was another voice in the carriage.

"Why didn't you reply to the text message just now?"

ah?Wei Muyang turned his head in astonishment, but saw Mo Qingyu looking at him straightly, with deep eyes, and for some reason, he suddenly felt nervous.

Clearing his throat, he spoke instinctively.

"I don't have Mr. Mo's number saved. I don't know it was Mr. Mo who sent it. I'm sorry."

As soon as the words came out, there was a deep regret in my heart. How could I have made such a mistake and told the truth? You know, just making up a reason is a thousand times stronger than the current one.

Seeing the annoyance and frustration flashing across the young man's face one after another, the original unhappiness deep in Mo Qingyu's eyes was replaced by a hint of banter.

"Bring it."

A broad and slender hand was suddenly placed in front of Wei Muyang, and Wei Muyang was taken aback.

"Take what?"

Glancing at the boy, Mo Qingyu said slowly, "Mobile phone."

As if in a jolt, Wei Muyang immediately understood what the other party meant, and quickly shook his head and said, "No need, no need, I'll save it right away, so I don't need to bother you."

Next, under Mo Qingyu's gaze, Wei Muyang bit the bullet, took out his phone, and saved the sending number of the text message just now in the contact column.

Mo Qingyu seemed to feel a little inadequate, and added, "This is my private number, you can find me at any time, you should remember it."

After saying this sentence, he looked down at the document again, leaving Wei Muyang who was astonished and staring at the side in a daze.

He... what did he mean by that?

No matter how stupid Wei Muyang is, it's time to come to his senses now, not to mention that he is a psychic person, but just now he was a little bit confused by Mo Qingyu's sudden attack and the strong attraction of the other party. Forget it, after calming down a little at this moment, I understood the weirdness of the matter.

The general manager of the do Group, who is busy with everything, is not an idler with nothing to do. How could he suddenly appear downstairs at his own house, looking for himself to eat, and he had just been on the plane for a few hours, not to mention, giving himself a meal? This is the case for private numbers.

You know, how rare is the private number of someone of Mo Qingyu's level, and even the bosses of many consortiums may not be able to get it, but he just gave it to himself without caring.

It is self-evident what it represents and what it is.

However, after thinking for a while, Wei Muyang became suspicious again.

It's not that he has never seen entertainers who are taken care of, but usually these people are treated as playthings. It is common for the superiors to tease and tease them, but the control of both parties has always been in the hands of For those who are superior, not to mention the invitation and contact, most of the time even the sleeping is conveyed through the assistant.

Not to mention a predator of Mo Qingyu's level, if he really meant that, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to show it a little bit, and it would be impossible for him to resist. He came to find himself in private and gave him his private contact number. No matter how you look at these situations, it doesn't seem like you want to foster him or unspokenly rule him.

But if you don't think about it from this aspect, his various weird behaviors are still the same.

Inside the Bentley car with excellent sound insulation, Wei Muyang fell into deep thought.