Little ancestor, can we remarry?

It was indeed Ming Ye's initiative to be Ji Ziyou's manager.

Wenren Yaojue saw that Mingye had good abilities and was an omega, so he agreed.

As for why he came to be Ji Ziyou for Ji Ziyou, this was entirely Ming Ye's selfishness.

Ji Ziyou was still very confident in himself, knowing that Ming Ye's words were somewhat teasing, Ji Ziyou also started talking about the train.

"There must be! With my face, I can be popular as a vase, don't you think?"

Ji Ziyou teased himself by taking out what Maodou had said about him earlier.

Ming Ye knew that Ji Ziyou was not the kind of person who needed compliments, so he began to let go and said, "You can be popular as a vase, how many years ago did you go?"

"I'm missing a chance for a carp to leap over the dragon's gate!"

"You haven't jumped over yet."

"But I found the door, didn't I?"

The two of them started arguing with each other, and Maodou was so hungry that she ran to a nearby convenience store to buy food.

Originally, he planned to buy him and Ji Ziyou, but thinking about the staff who were still cleaning up at the scene, in order to make a good impression on Ji Ziyou, Maodou brought back a large bag of snacks out of his own pocket.

As soon as he came back, he yelled at everyone.

"I've worked hard today. You're hungry so late. Ziyou asked me to buy you something to eat. I don't know your taste, so I just bought something casually. You're welcome!"

The sound of Maodou yelling outside, Ji Ziyou and Ming Ye could hear it.

Ming Ye naturally heard it too, and the two were not bickering.

"Maodou was your former manager. He is quite a good person. It is very difficult to meet someone who is sincere to you in this scheming entertainment industry."

Speaking of Maodou, Ji Ziyou laughed and said emphatically, "Douzi is my friend."

"pretty good."

"Hey, I bought something to eat, do you want to eat it?" Maodou had rice balls in his mouth, pushed the door and threw the snacks on the table beside Ji Ziyou.

Ming Ye was not polite at all, picked out the pineapple bread inside and ate it.

After Ji Ziyou finished taking off his makeup, he wanted to wash his face, Mao Dou followed behind him and said, "You have to reimburse me for this money, my little coffers are almost as clean as my face."

"I'll reimburse you!"

"That's fine! If I knew I would buy more, I could take it home and eat it myself."

"You're on your way."

……

It was already [-]:[-] in the evening, Ji Ziyou packed up, greeted the staff at the scene, and prepared to go back immediately.

At Sunday Entertainment, there is no need to go back to the company after the work schedule is over every day. As soon as the work here is over, the driver will drive Ji Ziyou back directly.

Eight or nine o'clock in the evening is the time for overtime workers to get off work. The roads in the main city are somewhat congested, and cars are waiting for red lights most of the time.

Cars lined up in a long queue on the asphalt road, and the two rows of street lights were shining brightly, flashing and flashing.

Ji Ziyou began to worry about Wenren Yaojue's dinner at night.

There is not a single servant in the courtyard, and I don't know how Wenren Yaojue got into trouble with eating.

He wanted to make a phone call to ask, but found that after living under the same roof for so long, he didn't even have Wenren Yaojue's phone number.

There is no way to contact Wenren Yaojue.

Ji Ziyou leaned his head against the car window, staring at the window, his thoughts had gone far away.

Go back today and ask him for his phone number.

Will he give it?

It should be given.

What excuse?

The green light came on, the car moved forward slowly, and the scenery outside the window quickly receded.

Along the way, Ji Ziyou was thinking about how to ask for a phone number. He was already at the door of his house, and he was still thinking about how to use words to make it appear less deliberate.

After making mental assumptions for several minutes, Ji Ziyou pushed the door open and entered.

There was a light in the entrance, Ji Ziyou just wanted to say hello to Wenren Yaojue, but found that Wenren Yaojue seemed to be on the phone.

Afraid of disturbing Wenren Yaojue, Ji Ziyou closed his mouth, moved carefully, and slowly changed his shoes, walking softly.

In the living room, someone who heard Yaojue was on the phone didn't know who, and his tone was very gentle, a gentleness that Ji Ziyou had never seen before.

"Don't worry if it's okay. I'm the one who's sick with your brother. Don't think too much about it. It's okay."

"I'm recuperating during this time, not because I don't want to see you, but because I don't want to see you like this."

"I know you don't mind, then I'll see you tomorrow, be good, be good!"

……

After hearing what Wenren Yaojue said, Ji Ziyou froze in place.

His eyes were blank, and he didn't know what to do.

Wenren Yaojue was too attentive on the phone, and after hanging up the phone, he found out that Ji Ziyou had returned.

And it seems that he should have heard the content of his phone call.

Wenren Yaojue's first reaction was not anger, but inexplicable guilt.

"You're back?" Wenren Yaojue took the initiative to talk to Ji Ziyou.

Hearing Wenren Yaojue's voice, Ji Ziyou came back to his senses, and with a forced smile on his face, he said, "Well, I'm back."

After finishing speaking, Ji Ziyou immediately turned around and pretended to be thirsty, went to get a cup to pour water, and while pouring water, asked nonchalantly, "Have you eaten tonight?"

Ji Ziyou thought he was calm, but in fact, everything he said was trembling.

"have eaten."

Looking at Ji Ziyou's back, Wenren Yaojue suddenly felt guilty.

"Then I'm going up."

As soon as he heard that he had eaten, Ji Ziyou acted as if he had found a chance. As soon as the cup was put away, he raised his legs and walked upstairs.

The pace was so fast that Wenren Yaojue didn't call out to stop Ji Ziyou again.

After going up the stairs, Ji Ziyou quickened his pace, and when he reached the corner of the stairs, Ji Ziyou started running, rushed into the bedroom, and slammed the door shut.

There was a bang.Hong ^ star ^ 尐 ^ first ^ team ^ ^ Jia ^

Ji Ziyou was also like a deflated balloon, his shoulders were pulled together.

Wenren Yaojue must be on the phone with someone he likes.

The tone is so gentle, the words are so pampering.

When Wenren Yaojue was on the phone with the person he liked in the living room, he was thinking at the door how to ask Wenren Yaojue for his phone number.

How ironic!

Ji Ziyou leaned against the door, his eyes were sore, and his heart felt like a big stone was blocked.

"Why does reality always slap me loudly every time I make up my mind?"

sad……

The word "sad" can't be more suitable to describe myself now.

It turned out that Wenren Yaojue's indifference was not because he was afraid of being misunderstood, but because he was indifferent to him from the bottom of his heart.

He still didn't see how much he had.

In just a few days, Ji Ziyou felt very tired because of the constant ups and downs, joy or sadness.

He didn't even want to take a bath, dragging his tired body, Ji Ziyou threw himself on the sofa, staring blankly at the crystal lamp above his head.

When will God be nice to him.

He doesn't want much, he just wants to hear people Yaojue.

Or is Wenren Yaojue too much for him, and he is not blessed to bear it.

The sound of Ji Ziyou's hasty footsteps running upstairs stomped on Wenren Yaojue's heart step by step, making Wenren Yaojue's heart go numb.

He thought that Ji Ziyou would ask who he was calling, and he even thought about it, as long as Ji Ziyou asked, he would directly tell Ji Ziyou that this was the person he liked, so that Ji Ziyou would give up.

But Ji Ziyou didn't ask anything, instead he felt that something was wrong in his heart.

Isn't it better?

But what is wrong?

Wenren Yaojue couldn't figure it out.

Once again, Ji Ziyou, who was depressed to the bottom, woke up listless the next day. When he went downstairs to make breakfast, he saw Wenren Yaojue exercising outside.

He didn't go out to accompany him anymore, he went directly to the kitchen to cook breakfast, went back to his room to change his clothes after eating, and stayed in the bedroom waiting for the driver to pick him up.

Ji Ziyou didn't want to face Wenren Yaojue, he was afraid that he couldn't help asking Wenren Yaojue who was on the phone yesterday, and he was afraid of getting an answer he couldn't accept.

He seems to be avoiding Wenren Yaojue on purpose, unwilling to meet Wenren Yaojue.

When the driver came, Ji Ziyou went downstairs immediately. When he went out, he saw Wenren Yaojue who was eating breakfast. Ji Ziyou stood there hesitating for a long time, but still didn't say anything, and went out with his head down.

After Ji Ziyou went out, Wenren Yaojue put down his chopsticks, and couldn't eat half of his breakfast anymore.

It was still commercial shooting today, Ji Ziyou went to the shooting location with the team after he went to the company.

Unwilling to bring his negative emotions to work, Ji Ziyou tried his best not to think about messy things.

Consoling himself, he already knew that Wenren Yaojue had someone he liked, so what's so uncomfortable now.

As long as the person standing next to Wenren Yaojue is me, I still have a chance. In the past few days, Ji Ziyou has been using this kind of rhetoric to comfort himself.

Some things were said too much, and I believed them all, and Ji Ziyou didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

Fortunately, these three days were busy with work and schedule, Ji Ziyou left early and returned early, and stayed in the hotel one day, so there was almost no chance to meet Wenren Yaojue.If you can't see it, you won't think too much.

The commercial shooting is over. Since Ji Ziyou doesn't make any special requests, has no temper, and has a high degree of cooperation, the commercial shooting went quite smoothly.

After the end, Ji Ziyou delivered iced coffee to all the staff. Ji Ziyou did this not to please anyone, but simply felt that everyone had worked hard these three days.

"What's the matter with you these days?" After finishing work, Maodou came to Ji Ziyou's side and smelled it, "I think something is wrong with you."

"What's wrong with me? What can I do!" Ji Ziyou looked sideways at Maodou, deliberately looking for a topic, "I'm so tired, let me rest for a while."

Mao Dou didn't like Ji Ziyou's tricks, and said, "Don't yell at me, I don't know you yet, when you're alone, you look weird."

Ji Ziyou knew that he couldn't hide anything from Maodou, so he endured a bit and said, "It's my own problem, I'm too greedy."

"You still haven't said what it is for!"

"I don't want to say, besides, I've thought about it now."

Mao Dou wouldn't believe such nonsense, but he didn't want to force Ji Ziyou, so let it be if Ji Ziyou didn't want to say it.

Today ends relatively early, so I have to go back to the company to see what the next arrangements are.

I don't know if it's Wenren Yaojue's reluctance to keep Ji Ziyou busy, or because he doesn't want to arrange the itinerary too intensively and cause other people's dissatisfaction.

Ji Ziyou had two days to rest.

Ji Ziyou, who always remembered that he was going to climb up, did not rest at home, but continued to soak in the practice room. This way, he could improve himself, and secondly, he would avoid the embarrassing panic when he looked up and down when he met Wenren Yaojue.

Ji Ziyou thought that after the filming of his commercial was over, he would be able to stay on hold for at least a week.

Unexpectedly, his schedule was basically full, and the two-day rest time was also squeezed out. He practiced at the company in the morning and ran the schedule in the afternoon.

In the artist's separate office on the floor, Ming Ye handed over the script of the program that needed to be recorded backstage to Ji Ziyou, and said, "The boss treats you too hard, and he personally manages all your work schedules."

Ming Ye didn't lie when he said this. When he got the recording script, Ming Ye's first reaction was surprise, and then he became clear.

Recently, netizens on the Internet say that Ji Ziyou is not worthy of virtue, has no strength, and relies on relationships, and the acid words reveal ridicule and contempt.

Ming Ye thought that Wenren Yaojue would ignore this voice, but unexpectedly Wenren Yaojue remembered it.

"This is a recording of a variety show that I sing you to listen to. Many transparent artists are known to the public through this show." Ming Ye chewed bubble gum.

He said deliberately and exaggeratedly: "As long as you are good enough, once this program is broadcast, you will be able to completely block those sour words."

"This variety show is given to you by the boss from a girl group in the company."

Ming Ye said it, Ji Zi Youxin!

But Ji Ziyou didn't understand why Wenren Yaojue treated him so well.

Is it because it is special?

Do not!

There are other reasons.

"Tch, I have his bet on me, so he must try his best not to lose!" Ji Ziyou will no longer take himself seriously this time.

"Then if you want to think so, it's fine!"

Ming Ye didn't refute Ji Ziyou, but he didn't agree either.

Ji Ziyou didn't want to continue this topic either, so he kept his mouth shut, and carefully read the script that the show sent in advance, so that he could familiarize himself with the process.

Usually there is no schedule, and there is also a driver who takes Ji Ziyou home.

It's just that when Ji Ziyou was waiting for the driver today, Wenren Yaojue was waiting for him.

"Let's go home together, I have something to tell you." Wenren Yaojue sat in the back seat and opened the car window, and said to Ji Ziyou.

When Ji Ziyou heard something to tell you, his first reaction was to run away, he was afraid of hearing something he could not accept.

So he just stood there and stared at Wenren Yaojue who was sitting in the car with blank eyes.

Ji Ziyou avoided Wenren Yaojue these days, and Wenren Yaojue also intentionally avoided Ji Ziyou, but now seeing such a pitiful Ji Ziyou, Wenren Yaojue couldn't bear it anymore.

"Aren't you going to get in the car?" Wenren Yaojue asked again.

Then Ji Ziyou slowly turned to the other side, opened the car door and got in.

As soon as Ji Ziyou got into the car, Wenren Yaojue took the initiative to say, "I'm going out for a month. If you're not used to being at home by yourself this month, I'll arrange a servant to come over."

"It's okay, I'm fine by myself." Ji Ziyou lowered his head and whispered.

Wen Ren Yaojue doesn't like Ji Ziyou's cautious appearance, he is a little angry, what is Ji Ziyou up to, but he can't bear to lose his temper with Ji Ziyou.

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