818 The president next door and his cat

Su Jingyue smiled softly, as if the haze of many days had been swept away, leaving only the joy and excitement of regaining what was lost.

"Okay, I won't quarrel with you, you continue."

Wei Qing lived in the school, so he didn't come back. He just suffered from Wen Qibai and was completely abused by Su Jingyue. His IQ was not at the same level. To catch Wen Qibai without exposing him and not continuing, it is inhumane and extremely vile.

Wen Qibai, who had been abused by Su Jingyue for a whole day, didn't even memorize a few words of the script, and was in such a state of anxiety that he didn't even dare to go for a run the next morning, for fear of running into some pervert.

When the doorbell rang, Wen Qibai still nervously thought that it was Su Jingyue who broke into the house, but he didn't expect it to be Ning Fan.

Ning Fan is the director of the movie that Wen Qibai is currently taking over. He is a rising star in the director circle and has become a household name with his debut film "Frontier".

Ning Fan was standing at the door worriedly.

"Director Ning? Why are you free to come?" Wen Qibai was also surprised, the filming was about to start, and the crew should be very busy, so why did Ning Fan come here when he was free.

Ning Fan looked behind him carefully to make sure that no one was following him before stepping into the villa. As soon as he was on the sofa, he frowned and looked at Wen Qibai.

"You... Did you offend someone?"

Wen Qibai paused while pouring water, looked up at Ning Fan, "Why do you say that?" He has been in the hospital recently, so he didn't offend anyone.

"I don't know why Yishi suddenly withdrew its capital yesterday, and they didn't say anything when I asked, but I heard them mention your name." Ning Fan was also at a loss as he held the water glass.

"Yishi?" Wen Qibai was even more puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, "I don't have any enmity with Yishi."

"In short, it's one thing to make a movie or not. You'd better not go out these few days, so as not to run into trouble." Although the investor's sudden withdrawal of capital had a certain impact on Ning Fan's progress, he still insisted on going his own way and felt that Wen Qibai was the most Appropriate, this kind of juncture can't let the hero get into trouble.

Wen Qibai has no conflicts with Yishi. It can be said that his role as cannon fodder could conflict with a big company like Yishi.

When sending Ning Fan out, Ning Fan looked around nervously, fearing that he would be followed.

"Don't go out indiscriminately." Ning Fan explained again.

Wen Qibai smiled and agreed, Ning Fan was doing it for his own good, he still knew this.

"Boom~" The stainless steel rice plate was placed under Wen Qibai's feet again.

Erha looked at Wen Qibai wretchedly with an expression of "you think you're wearing a vest and I don't know you".

Wen Qibai squatted down and rubbed Erha's face, muttering while rubbing, "You are such a green tea bitch, baby, I almost exposed yesterday, how are you going to compensate me? En?"

Erha: Wang!

The phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly, Wen Qibai took out the phone and glanced at the caller ID, it was his manager Xu Xiu.

Wen Qibai was treated coldly by the company. Xu Xiuming said that he was his manager, but in fact he was in charge of other artists, and he ignored him and didn't care at all.

"Sister Xiu." Wen Qibai rubbed Erha with one hand and connected the phone with the other.

"You moved." Xu Xiu's tone was not very good. When this Wen Qibai just signed the contract, the company's senior management fell in love with him and wanted to keep him.

But this Wen Qibai is stubborn, unwilling to live or die, not to mention being refrigerated, and her position in the company has also plummeted by the way, it's strange that she can give Wen Qibai a good face.

"Well, I moved to Jinyue." Wen Qibai didn't particularly trust this manager, and he didn't dare to reveal his address easily. Xu Xiu is not a good person, and he cheated him several times. If it wasn't for his luck They were eaten without bones.

"Jinyue? That's a wealthy area, why did you go there?" Xu Xiu's tone was full of suspicion. If Wen Qibai really moved there, he must have been taken care of by someone. How could he have so much money as a cannon fodder.

"Hmm." Wen Qibai didn't answer this question, but just gave an irrelevant and perfunctory answer.

"Vice President Lu went to your house to look for you yesterday, so you can take care of yourself." Xu Xiu hung up the phone impatiently, not wanting to waste a second on Wen Qibai.

Wen Qibai sneered, shook his head and stuffed the phone back into his pocket. Xu Xiu, the hospital where he stayed for half a month, never called to ask a question. Lu Che just couldn't find him once and Xu Xiu was so anxious. It's funny.

Lu Che is the vice president of Wen Qibai's artist company. He has always had unreasonable thoughts about him, and secretly wanted to support Wen Qibai, but he was rejected.

After being rejected, Lu Che became furious and suppressed Wen Qibai overtly and secretly, and everyone in the company followed suit to spread rumors.

Erha turned his face to the other side, looked at Su Jingyue who got off the car, wagged his tail and let out a "woof".

"Are you hiding from me if you don't go for a run in the morning?" Su Jingyue dragged Erha aside, pinched Wen Qibai's chin frivolously, and said, "Xiao Hei."

Black your mother, Wen Qibai slapped off Su Jingyue's paws that were mopping his face, and turned his head into his own home.

Erha followed with the rice plate in his mouth.

Wen Qibai didn't close the door, and Su Jingyue followed without hesitation.

The wall clock in the living room pointed to twelve o'clock, Wen Qibai remembered that it was time to have lunch, and Ning Fan actually stayed with him all morning.

"Don't make lunch for the master yet." Wen Qibai was just about to start lying on the sofa when Su Jingyue poked his cheek.

Su Jingyue found out yesterday that this little guy doesn't even eat regularly, he is very casual, eats when he is hungry, and sits next to him when he is not hungry, it is really worrying.

Wen Qibai turned over and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Someone has been here." Su Jingyue looked at the water glass on the table, and then touched the temperature of the glass. It was still warm, and it didn't take long.

Wen Qibai dragged out the script to read, let out a casual "hmm", and then thought about how he offended Yishi.

"Who's coming?"

"Director Ning."

"What are you doing here?"

"It's nothing."

"How long have you been here?"

"..."

Su Jingyue's household registration check-style interrogation finally made Wen Qibai angry, "Check your household registration, are you annoying?"

It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, the next time you go to him, ask Ning Fan.

Su Jingyue didn't intend to conflict with Wen Qibai on this kind of matter. If he ran away in anger before raising them, wouldn't it be a waste of his plan, he had plenty of time to boil the frogs in warm water.

"Get up and help me wash the vegetables." Su Jingyue lifted Wen Qibai off the sofa, walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

Not a single hair on the cabbage.

"I just moved here yesterday. I don't have food. Do you have ice cream?" Wen Qibai took out a box of ice cream from the refrigerator, dug a spoonful and ate it.

There was nothing in the refrigerator except snacks, so Su Jingyue looked back at Wen Qibai expressionlessly, "Is it delicious?"

"It's okay." Sure enough, eating ice cream in winter is the best.

"Is there something delicious I made?"

"Yes." After saying this word, Wen Qibai raised his head to look at Su Jingyue quietly. This guy dug another hole for him to jump into. He is really not a good person.

Recalling the days when he followed Su Jingyue, Wen Qibai burst into tears. He didn't even have to eat junk food, and he didn't eat ice cream a few times.

Before the next bite of ice cream was in his mouth, Su Jingyue held his arm, and his eyes seemed a little strange.

"What are you doing?" Wen Qibai looked at Su Jingyue suspiciously, "There is still food in the refrigerator that you want to get yourself."

The next second felt dizzy, Wen Qibai was picked up by Su Jingyue again, and carried out of the door.

"What are you doing!" Wen Qibai pulled Su Jingyue's clothes, "Brother, let's talk it out if we have something to say."

He didn't wear shoes or socks, and he was only wearing pajamas at home. Su Jingyue came out like this because he was afraid that he wouldn't freeze to death, or something.

When he was put next to the dining table in Su Jingyue's house, Wen Qibai refused in his heart. He also had a psychological shadow about being fed by Su Jingyue when he was a cat and turned into a fat man who was spurned by others.

Enduring the temptation of food, Wen Qibai resolutely turned his face away.

"Why don't you eat?" Su Jingyue propped his chin to look at Wen Qibai, with a delicate profile, under the light, like an elf, Su Jingyue's eyes dimmed, and an inexplicable feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm afraid of getting fat." Wen Qibai squeezed out three words between his teeth. He didn't dare to go for a run in the morning, and if he was tempted by Su Jingyue's delicious food, it would be strange if he didn't gain weight. The world is too hostile to fat people. Don't want to try again.

Su Jingyue stretched out his hand, pinched Wen Qibai's chin, and moved Wen Qibai to look at him, "I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, so you can run with peace of mind."

In the end, Wen Qibai couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food, and when he was paralyzed on the sofa of Su Jingyue's house and lay dead, Wen Qibai seriously spurned himself.

"I'm going to sleep in there, I'm going to work." Su Jingyue poked Wen Qibai's cheek, and said with a smile, "Small sample, in the end, he still bowed down to my cooking skills."

Wen Qibai yawned, and waved Su Jingyue lazily.

If the pile of cat paw prints on Su Jingyue's sofa were removed, this sofa still looks taller and more comfortable to sleep on. Another reason is that Wen Qibai is used to sleeping on this sofa. In the past few years, I have developed the habit of falling asleep when I touch it.

When he opened his eyes, Wen Qibai picked up his phone from the sofa, and there were a bunch of missed calls on it, most of which were from Lu Che.

Thinking of Lu Che, Wen Qibai felt nauseated one after another. He was blind and believed in this beastly guy.

Lu Che was his senior when he was in college, and he called him brothers when he was in college.

Wen Qibai was also unguarded against Lu Che at the time. Who knew that this bastard wanted to get him drunk at the graduation ceremony, and even took him to a hotel to get a room. on.

What's even more bloody is what happened next. Wen Qibai became the vice president of the company right after he signed with Lu Che of the brokerage company.

Disgusting.

Wen Qibai was ready to go home after following Su Jingyue's pair of slippers in the entrance.

As soon as he opened the door, he was pushed hard against the wall, and the back of his head hit the hard wall. His eyes went dark in an instant, and he didn't react for a long time.

"What? You don't agree with me taking care of you, but you are rushing to let Su Jingyue fuck you. How much has he benefited you?" Lu Che pressed Wen Qibai's shoulder tightly, the veins on his forehead were exposed, if he hadn't been in Wen Qibai With a monitor installed on the phone, he really didn't know that Wen Qibai would hook up with Su Jingyue.