I ate soft rice in those years

"What conditions?" Chu Wenlin asked.

Zhuang Zongyuan who was standing in front of him suddenly leaned forward a little, bringing the distance between them closer.

Chu Wenlin couldn't help but take a step back from the force coming at him, but Zhuang Zongyuan grabbed his wrist.

Then I heard him say: "I want you to be my personal assistant."

"Personal assistant?" Chu Wenlin froze for a moment, is that all? "It's possible, but I don't have experience with it."

"It doesn't matter." Zhuang Zongyuan raised the corners of his mouth and said slowly, "Uncle will teach you."

Chu Wenlin's breathing became difficult, and he didn't know what to answer.

However, Zhuang Zongyuan seemed to have seen through his mind, and directly made a decision for him, "Follow me back tonight, and tomorrow I will ask someone to help you move."

move place?

Chu Wenlin looked at Zhuang Zongyuan in surprise, the personal assistant still lives with the boss?

But before he could react, Zhuang Zongyuan took him back to his usual villa.

Chu Wenlin followed in a daze. It was already late when he arrived at the villa, but the lights were still on, and his aunt was still waiting inside.

The bedroom is on the second floor, and it was Chu Wenlin who helped Zhuang Zongyuan up.

Although he felt that Zhuang Zongyuan could go up by himself even without help.

On the way up the stairs, Zhuang Zongyuan just held his hand, without transferring the weight of his body to him, and walked forward very smoothly.

The two walked quietly, Zhuang Zongyuan suddenly looked sideways at him, then turned his body and moved closer.

It was not easy to smell it in the airy place outside just now, but now the two of them walked side by side in the narrow and airtight stairs, and a light scent of wine quietly rose.

Chu Wenlin also smelled some, "Is the smell of wine very strong?"

He only had one drink.

Zhuang Zongyuan squinted his eyes, what he smelled was not the smell of wine, but the smell of women's perfume, and after thinking about it, he knew it was his good niece's.

He smiled indifferently, and pinched Chu Wenlin's neck, "I'll go to bed after I wash it off."

Chu Wenlin's bedroom is next to Zhuang Zongyuan's.

At the door, Zhuang Zongyuan didn't let Chu Wenlin help him again, but let him go back to his room first.

He stood outside looking at Chu Wenlin, and said good night.

"Good night." Chu Wenlin replied.

Seeing Zhuang Zongyuan leave, Chu Wenlin touched his neck, it seemed that the temperature of Zhuang Zongyuan's palm was still there, making it hard to ignore.

After sitting on the bed for a while, Chu Wenlin went to take a bath.

On the way, Zhuang Zongyuan called his aunt at home to prepare everything he needed. Toiletries and pajamas were easy to find, so there was no inconvenience.

After taking a shower, there was a knock on the door.

Wiping some wet hair and opening the door, I saw an aunt standing outside the door, holding a suit of clothes, looking at him with a smile, "This is Mr. Zhuang's clothes, he said that if you don't mind, you can wear them tomorrow This replacement."

"Thank you." Chu Wenlin took it.The aunt asked him to wait for a while, then brought him another glass and handed it to him, "This is what Mr. Zhuang asked me to prepare for you. It will help you sleep. You can put it on the bedside after drinking it. I will come tomorrow Received."

Chu Wenlin nodded, but in a blink of an eye he looked at the milk in his hand with some shame.

He is not a child anymore.

After all, it had already been delivered to his hand, so he could only obediently raise his head and finish drinking.

The bed here was much softer than the one in the room he rented. He fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow, and the alarm didn't wake him up until the next day.

Looking at 09:30 on the phone, Chu Wenlin took a breath, and even suspected that the glass of milk yesterday was made of sleeping pills.

Some hurriedly got up and changed their clothes, only took a few minutes to wash and went downstairs, only to find that Zhuang Zongyuan was sitting leisurely on the sofa reading a book, so he said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I overslept."

Zhuang Zongyuan raised his head to look at him, then looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and said with a chuckle, "It seems that the glass of milk last night was really useful."

Chu Wenlin smiled and did not argue.He still doesn't know that this accidental oversleeping made him have an extra glass of milk at the table every morning and evening.

He is currently wearing a white shirt and Zhuang Zong's gray sweater, which looks a little loose, and his hair is a little fluffy and frizzy, but he looks surprisingly good-looking.

Zhuang Zongyuan stared deeply at Chu Wenlin who had his own aura, and his smile gradually deepened.

He pulled Chu Wenlin to sit beside him, asked his aunt to bring over the breakfast, and watched him finish eating.

At noon, Yuan Wei took people to move all the things from Chu Wenlin's rented house. There were still a lot of paints and canvases in it, and they were all leftovers at his parents' house. After thinking about it, Chu Wenlin estimated I won't go back, so I just moved out.I originally wanted to sell them, but I never had the time. I didn't expect to make room for them and they are still there.

Zhuang Zongyuan looked at those things, picked up a paintbrush casually, and stroked the clean brush tip with his fingers, as if he remembered something.

Wasn't it because of Zhuang Wen that Chu Wenlin gave up his art-related work?

He glanced at Chu Wenlin, and asked Yuan Wei to go to the study with him.

Zhuang Zongyuan took out a pen to review the documents brought by Yuan Wei, "How are they doing recently?"

The ones who asked were undoubtedly Zhuang Wen and Chu Xingchen.

During this period of time, he had asked Yuan Wei to send people to the school to check their situation, so he had a preliminary understanding of their relationship, "According to what the school classmates said, Miss Zhuang seems to have some conflicts with Chu Xingchen."

"Contradictions?" Zhuang Zongyuan laughed sarcastically, and threw the pen on the folder, "Didn't she answer Chu Xingchen's call last night?"

Yuan Wei hasn't got Zhuang Wen's call records yet, so he can't say for sure, but judging from the current situation, it's a matter of life and death, "Then do you want me to—"

"No need." Zhuang Zongyuan shook his head, "Let them be well, it's best to be like glue, inseparable."

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Chu Wenlin originally thought that he was Zhuang Zongyuan's second secretary, but now it doesn't look like that.

For the next few days, Zhuang Zongyuan never went to the company, so Chu Wenlin could only stay at home with him instead of going out.Normally, he just handed things to Zhuang Zongyuan and chatted. In the rest of his free time, he sat in the study while Zhuang Zongyuan was approving documents while he read a book.

Chu Wenlin had a bad dream in the middle of the night. When he woke up, his head was covered in sweat, but he had already forgotten what the dream was about.

It was still pitch black outside, so I picked up my phone and checked the time, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

Feeling a little thirsty, he opened the door to get a glass of water, but he saw Zhuang Zongyuan wearing a black pajamas, sitting on a wheelchair and looking downstairs with half-closed eyes. On the table was a goblet pouring red wine .

Insomnia still made it difficult for him to fall asleep late at night, and sleeping pills would only cause side effects, so Zhuang Zongyuan would often drink alcohol late at night until dawn.

Chu Wenlin approached, "Are you still asleep?"

Zhuang Zongyuan turned his head and did not answer, but stood up with his cane on his back and asked, "Why are you awake?"

"A little thirsty." Chu Wenlin moved his Adam's apple, which was already a little dry and painful, so he went to the refrigerator and poured a glass of water.

Zhuang Zongyuan pressed Chu Wenlin's hand behind him, and whispered in his ear, "Don't drink ice at night."

The mellow aroma of wine hit instantly, and Chu Wenlin felt dizzy. Zhuang Zongyuan stretched his hand along the back of his hand, picked up a bottle of normal temperature mineral water and poured it into the cup.

But probably because the aroma of the wine was too strong, Chu Wenlin began to feel short of breath, covered his chest and began to slide down.

Zhuang Zongyuan noticed something strange and turned him around. From his appearance, he could tell that his asthma was attacking again.

He frowned, stroking his back and letting him sit on his lap.At this time, Chu Wenlin could only catch his breath through violent breathing. Zhuang Zongyuan held him in his arms, let him lean on his shoulder, and let him breathe slowly, "Where's your medicine?"

Chu Wenlin pointed to the room, and said weakly: "In the drawer...in."

Zhuang Zongyuan took him back to the bedroom and found an anti-asthma spray, and asked him to inhale a dose, and the symptoms began to ease.

He leaned on Zhuang Zongyuan's shoulder, coughed a few times, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thirsty."

Zhuang Zongyuan brought water, lifted Chu Wenlin's chin with his fingers, put the rim of the cup against his lips, and fed the water down.

The Adam's apple rolled, Chu Wenlin drank in a hurry, the mineral water dropped down the corner of his mouth, flowed into his collar along his Adam's apple, Zhuang Zongyuan took a look at his moist lips and blurred eyes, Lowered his eyes.

His self-control seemed to be gradually disintegrating, and he could only rely on the last point, he hugged Chu Wenlin into the bed.

Chu Wenlin was lying on the soft quilt, his face was a little red from coughing.

I thought to myself what kind of wine Zhuang Zongyuan drank, it would make him fall ill and he knew how strong it was, and he dared to drink it like this at night.

He raised his hand and grabbed the sleeve of Zhuang Zongyuan who was about to stand up next to him, but because of lack of strength, it slipped into his hand, and sincerely persuaded him, "Don't drink any more."

Zhuang Zongyuan held his hand and listened silently to his breathing becoming calmer.

Chu Wenlin fell asleep, his face was peaceful, and his body undulated slightly with his breathing.

Seeing Chu Wenlin like this, Zhuang Zongyuan suddenly felt drowsy, so he hugged his body on the quilt and fell asleep.

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"The entertainment industry is big and everyone has it"

Chu Yi's debut is a standard amateur fame history

It was just being photographed plowing the fields in a variety show recording

With his handsome appearance, he was immediately spotted by the audience

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Soon after it became popular, an agent contacted him

Chu Yi thought about it, the entertainment industry seemed quite interesting, so she packed up and made her debut

After his debut, he always heard from his agent that newcomers should be careful not to be suppressed

But Chu Yi found that these seniors treated her very well

The legendary bad-tempered queen smiled at him like a flower

The newly promoted Xiaohua with a background is kind to him

The actor who won the grand slam chased him and wanted to take him to act in a movie

The talented director took the script and asked him which male lead he likes, so he can choose

Chu Yi [Altman picks his head]: Why does it seem to be different from what the manager said?

——The world that Chu Yi doesn't know——

The Queen of Rebirth: Chu Yi went smoothly in his previous life, and in this life, he will help if he can in the early stage!

The system of Xiaohua, the new fast traveler: Chu Yi is the son of luck, you can't offend him if you want to complete the task!

The Director of Time Traveling: I never expected to see my favorite character, Chu Yi, so I decided to shoot him!

A top-ranking person who doesn't know how to live or die contradicts the cheating system

I don't believe that I have so many golden fingers, but I can't beat him!

On the second day, the top stream was exposed to a bunch of scandals and hit the street

System: You must take the vicious supporting actor script, take it away

Another new star refuses to accept the entertainment star system prompts to provoke

As a result, my face turned red when I saw it.

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