Idols are duplicity every day [Entertainment]

Lu Jiaxi took a step back vigilantly, the other party seemed to be aware of it, and several people surrounded him.

"We didn't mean to hurt Mr. Lu, but if you don't cooperate, don't blame us for being rough."

Lu Jiaxi's eyes circled back and forth on several people.

The place where he parked his car was some distance away from the crew, and it was remote, and there were not many people left in the crew.

If there is a commotion in the fight, there is a high probability that he will not gain the upper hand.

These people are dressed like bodyguards, which can at least guarantee half of the credibility of what they say.

Lu Jiaxi weighed it for a while, then nodded.

Hearing this, several bodyguards surrounded Lu Jiaxi and walked towards the black car parked not far away. Lu Jiaxi secretly wrote down the license plate number and got into the back seat of the car.

Cui Yudan witnessed this scene, until the car went away, he cursed secretly, ran into his car and drove to catch up, and took out his mobile phone to call his subordinates: "The license plate number is Axxxxx, send someone to check this car immediately .”

On the other side of the car, Lu Jiaxi was guarded by two bodyguards in the middle seat.

He wasn't blindfolded or bound, and it looked like the subject really wanted to talk to him.

The car finally stopped in front of a small villa in the suburbs of Linhai City. Lu Jiaxi got out of the car and was taken into the villa by several guards.

"Can I go to the bathroom first?" Lu Jiaxi suggested before entering the villa.

Several security guards looked around for a while, and finally a person was unified to take him to the bathroom on the first floor of the lobby.

Lu Jiaxi went into the bathroom, closed the door, took out his mobile phone and sent Bian Xinghuo a rough address and the license plate number he just wrote down.

After going out from the bathroom, he was taken to the study on the second floor of the villa.

The study door opened, and there was a graceful woman sitting inside. The woman was wearing a long black dress and was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Outside the window is the night at sea, and the sound of the waves beating can be heard from time to time.

The door closed behind Lu Jiaxi, and the woman turned around.

The woman looks about 40 years old, with a well-maintained face, and she can see a bit of her youthful demeanor.

Lu Jiaxi looked at the face in front of him, feeling a little familiar.

"It seems that you don't recognize me." The woman smiled, sat down at the desk, and pointed to the seat opposite, "Come and sit, don't be so stiff, I just invite you to come and have a chat with you."

Lu Jiaxi stood still, looking at the woman warily.

"I'm Xinghuo's mother." Zhu Jiahong said again, "You should have seen me when you were young, at the banquet where Director Lu selected the young actors of "Twins."

The guard in Lu Jiaxi's eyes was replaced by a bit of surprise and nervousness. He didn't stand still this time. He walked to the chair opposite Zhu Jiahong and sat down. He said cautiously, "Hello."

"Don't be so polite with me," Zhu Jiahong pushed the two cups of tea in front of Lu Jiaxi to one, "Relax, I won't make things difficult for you."

Lu Jiaxi took the tea, said "thank you", and took a sip.

He didn't know much about Zhu Jiahong, but when he was in contact with Xiaoyang when he was a child, he knew some from his father. Later, Xiaoyang was sent abroad, and he rarely heard Zhu Jiahong from Xiaoyang.

After the two got together, Bian Xinghuo didn't take the initiative to mention it. Even if Cui Sheng used Zhu Jiahong to speak out that night, Bian Xinghuo automatically skipped the topic.

He can't judge too much, but at least from these, it can be seen that the relationship between Bian Xinghuo and his mother should not be very good.

Zhu Jiahong looked at Lu Jiaxi, saw that Lu Jiaxi drank tea and put down the teacup, and then said, "I already know about you and Xinghuo."

Lu Jiaxi suddenly raised his eyes to look at Zhu Jiahong, somewhat unexpectedly.

Although homosexual love is not a rare thing now, the first reaction of most parents and elders will not be to accept it.

Zhu Jiahong smiled knowingly: "You don't need this expression. Since Xinghuo was young, I didn't participate much. I don't care about how he lives and who he falls in love with. I didn't come here this time for a reason. this matter."

Lu Jiaxi looked at Zhu Jiahong's indifferent tone and expression, and felt a little prick in his heart. He seemed to understand why Bian Xinghuo hardly mentioned Zhu Jiahong.

Zhu Jiahong put on a conversational attitude: "Xinghuo has always been a very stubborn character. He has never let anyone else say what he decides, including me. But you are different."

Lu Jiaxi was taken aback by Zhu Jiahong's firm tone: "He..."

Zhu Jiahong waved his hand and interrupted Lu Jiaxi's words: "You don't have to deny it to me. You have always been special to him since you were a child. You met him when you were ten years old. At that time, because of my selfishness, this kid even He doesn’t have the most basic ability to communicate with others. He was locked in a house for the first ten years and never went out. The day he met you was the first time he walked out of that house in ten years since he was born. "

Lu Jiaxi's expression management gradually got out of control following Zhu Jiahong's words. He looked at Zhu Jiahong in disbelief, and the boy unconsciously flashed the picture of that skinny child locked in the house pitifully and unable to go out. His whole heart seemed to be trapped A big invisible hand grabbed it fiercely.

Zhu Jiahong looked at Lu Jiaxi's expression and smiled knowingly: "He didn't tell you? So, he didn't tell you about the little house he used to live in?"

Lu Jiaxi shook his head with a pale face, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't speak.

"Probably a year after I sent him abroad, the house where he lived in was about to be demolished, so they sent all the things in the house to me. The child didn't have many things. When I came over, there was a big box, except for a few clothes, the rest were videotapes.”

As Zhu Jiahong said, she got up and pulled out a box from the corner of the study: "That's it, he hasn't said a few words to me since I picked him up from that house, let alone made a request to me. The only request he made to me at the time was that I don't throw these away."

Lu Jiaxi bent down to look at the box in front of him. Each video tape in the box had words on it, which were movie video tapes from more than ten years ago.

Lu Jiaxi made his debut early. He followed his father and started filming at a very young age. Although none of the films were the protagonists, he had appeared in many movies.

Dozens of movies at least, one is not less, all in this box.

"I used to live in that house, so there was an audio-visual room. I don't know where he got these video tapes. Some of them were left there by me before, and some of them were probably bought by Ayun. .” Zhu Jiahong sat back on the chair.

"I know that he went abroad later, and the two of you have always been in touch. When he was abroad, I asked someone to watch him closely, and he was always obedient. But one year, he disappeared for two full days. The security guards searched the house and found that the passport was also missing."

"Later, I checked the air ticket. He bought a flight back to China and flew to Kyoto to see you."

The video tapes in the box are obviously old. Many of the video tapes have obvious scratches, as if they have been played many times.

When Lu Jiaxi put his hand on the video tape and was trembling all over, he suddenly heard Zhu Jiahong's words, and he suddenly raised his head: "Going back to China? Are you talking about him?"

"?" Zhu Jiahong frowned slightly, "No, I remember very clearly, he was not yet an adult at that time, probably... 16 years old, it was one winter, he disappeared for two days, and then returned."

"Winter?" Lu Jiaxi searched for the memories of winter in his mind, and there was no spark in any of them.

At the age of 16, Bian Xinghuo returned to China?

What was he doing at that time?

Where is Bian Xinghuo back?

Came to see him?

But why does he have no memory at all?

Zhu Jiahong observed Lu Jiaxi's expression, and said after a while: "I told you so much to prove to you that you are absolutely special at Bian Xinghuo, so I can assure you that I will not get involved The relationship between the two of you, but you must also promise me a request."

Lu Jiaxi's thoughts were forcibly pulled away. He looked at Zhu Jiahong, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "What?"

"Help me convince him to inherit Shengyu. My husband's health can't last for a few months. He hasn't made a will yet. There are still a few savages outside who are trying their best to grab the shares of Shengyu. Help me persuade Xinghuo When I come back, I know that he has that ability, as long as he shows his ability, his father will definitely give him the inheritance right of the company."

When Zhu Jiahong said this, her tone changed from the previous gentleness and kindness, and her face became a little more stern.

"Can I ask a question?" Lu Jiaxi asked.

Zhu Jiahong nodded.

"Bian Xinghuo is so tired of inheriting the holy entertainment, there must be a reason, this reason, do you know?"

After listening to Lu Jiaxi's words, Zhu Jiahong remembered something, and her whole face quickly darkened: "Bian Chi must have said something to Xinghuo. Before Bianchi passed away three years ago, Xinghuo must be called back from abroad. Xinghuo After returning, the two of us had a private conversation for at least half an hour, and from then on, whenever I mentioned the holy entertainment to Xinghuo, he would directly avoid it, it must be the side pool!"

"Bian Chi... is it?"

"It's my husband's original child, a few years older than Xinghuo, who died of illness three years ago."

Lu Jiaxi lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and finally asked: "It may be impolite to ask like this. What Bian Chi can say to Bian Xinghuo will make Bian Xinghuo disgusted with inheriting the holy entertainment. You also said that he He is a somewhat stubborn person, if it was just a few words from others, I am afraid he would not be allowed to do this."

Zhu Jiahong raised her hand and pinched the cup in her hand, and there was a momentary distortion on her delicately made-up face: "What else could it be, he thought that I killed his mother, I made him sit A wheelchair that has been around for so many years!"

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