Mr. Yan, break up

Yan Jingting thought for a while, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Why did you take it?"

The assistant was taken aback, this was the first time Yan Jingting was threatened and still enjoyed it.

"No...not...Mr. Yan, we have been threatened, so you just... let it go?" The assistant was so incredible that he couldn't even organize his words clearly.

"It's true that I'm pursuing Song Chuan, and it's true that I gave him a million-dollar mansion. They can announce it if they want, and I don't care," Yan Jingting said indifferently, paused for a moment, raised his eyes again, and settled He said firmly, "I love him, and I'm not afraid that the whole world will know."

The assistant was stunned, and Yan Jingting had a firm and sincere face that he had never seen before.

The assistant waited for a long time before realizing it, and replied, "Um...okay, then I..."

"Go find a way to buy a draft and guide public opinion in a good direction, especially to prevent him from being subjected to cyber violence."

Yan Jingting took care of everything.

The assistant didn't know what to say, so he nodded reflexively: "Okay."

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To be honest, the fact that Yan Jingting gave away the house really bothered Song Chuan a lot. He is a greedy person, and when the thing he has been pursuing is really in his hands, he is selfish and doesn't want to let it go.But for Yan Jingting, he didn't want to owe him a little bit. After all, he owed him a little bit, but there was a risk of putting himself in it.

These two contradictory feelings caused him to be out of state for the next few days, sitting alone in a daze after filming, unable to think of a good way to deal with it.The chat box between him and Yan Jingting was opened and closed by him, but he couldn't get down and sent "I refuse" cruelly.

Just when he was dawdling and thinking about what to do, a headline on the entertainment section caught him off guard.

[According to insiders, Yan Jingting, the head of the Yan family, pursued Song Chuan and gave him a mansion worth tens of millions! 】

Song Chuan was stunned by this headline news.

Song Chuan's popularity has been booming recently, and this entry directly topped the list of most searched items, with a bright "explosion" marked on the back.

The company called him countless times, and Sister Xu's WeChat message reached 99+ within half a day.

Sister Xu sent him a series of voice messages, and he listened to them one by one, but he didn't dare to reply and just pretended to be dead.

[Song Chuan, have you read the hot search?Is this true? 】

[Say something, the company will refute the rumors for you, send you a lawyer's letter, and sue those who spread the rumors. 】

【Song Chuan, haven't you finished filming yet?At any rate, please reply, if you don't reply, I will have to go to the set to find you. 】

[Song Chuan speak!A copy of the rumor has been drafted here, just take a look, we will send it out! 】

……

Song Chuan didn't speak or reply, because he didn't know how to answer: the news was not wrong at all, and he couldn't refute the rumor.

"Song Chuan," He Nai walked over, handed him a bottle of water, and sat beside him, "Are you okay?"

Song Chuan took it and took a big gulp. The cold sweat on his forehead flowed down the side of his face, and He Nai gently wiped it away.

"I saw the trending search." He Nai observed Song Chuan's expression before asking, "Is this true?"

Song Chuan nodded with a mournful face, but He Nai gently did not press him.

Under He Nai's gentle gaze, Song Chuan felt more and more uncomfortable, and then he opened his mouth to reveal the whole story.

He Nai didn't interrupt, just listened to him quietly, and when he finished speaking, he sighed: "You should have asked me for help earlier."

Hearing this, Song Chuan finally couldn't hold back his tears, and said sullenly: "That house is really important to me, and I don't know what to do now."

He Nai did not speak, and the two of them remained silent for a long time. When Song Chuan decided to send a message to Sister Xu to admit his mistake, He Nai grabbed his wrist and said suddenly, "I have a solution."

The assistant bought a lot of announcements, which turned Song Chuan's reputation back, and was about to happily report to Yan Jingting when he was completely stunned by a push on Weibo.

It quietly popped up on another trending search, and I clicked on it to see that it was Song Chuan's clarification Weibo.

[He and Mr. Yan are just friends. I bought the house from him, not a gift. 】

Then Song Chuan's company forwarded Weibo with a statement.

At this time, Yan Jingting was facing a card on the table in front of him, which was exactly eight digits, the price of the ancestral house.

The assistant was outside, and the legs that were about to step into the office were retracted, and the sound of crackling and smashing things could be heard in the room.Yan Jingting never expected that Song Chuan would rather spend tens of millions of dollars than take this house for nothing.

To be exact, Song Chuan definitely doesn't have that much money in his hands now, that is to say, he would rather borrow it than receive any favor from himself!

Oh, Yan Jingting smiled wryly.Song Chuan, when he doesn't love him, is really cruel to the extreme.

Speaking of Song Chuan, he has only entered the entertainment industry for a short time, so naturally he didn't have so much money to spend.Almost all of his eight-figure money was borrowed from He Nai.This is also the first time he knows that He Nai is so rich.

It's really a typical rich kid who will inherit the family business if he doesn't do well in the entertainment industry.

The scene came to an end very soon, Song Chuan's role was finished earlier, and the first thing he did after the end was to return to the ancestral house.

This ancestral house now completely belongs to him, Song Chuan moved back his salute very excitedly, spent two days tidying up the room, and then calmed down and started to deal with the work.

Now Song Chuan's popularity is high, "Rui Xue" has brought him a lot of attention, and the company strikes while the iron is hot and quickly accepts several endorsements and promotions for him.

Song Chuan thought about it, and with his current endorsement fee and film salary, if he paid off He Nai's money, it wouldn't be a big problem at all.

He felt that he had been really unlucky for a long time, and God couldn't stand it, so he finally changed his luck.

He rushed to several events in a row, and at the same time, he accepted a big-budget drama at the company, and he was the well-deserved number one male.After these few days of rest, he will join the filming group.

Song Chuan has been reciting scripts in addition to sleeping and eating for a while, and holds a live broadcast camp from time to time.Song Chuan never dared to go out casually ever since he went shopping in a shopping mall and was recognized by someone and caused a big traffic jam.So he didn't have to work these days, and his biggest range of activities was in the house.

The weather is about to enter summer, and the temperature is always so unnatural, either it is so hot that people want to run naked, or it is suddenly cold, and the wind and rain hit the ground.This day is also the same. It has been gloomy since the morning, and the dark clouds have made people feel bored, and it has lasted all day.It was not until the evening that the dam that had been accumulated for a long time finally opened its mouth, and it blew out thousands of miles.

The wind outside was mixed with rain, crackling on the glass, and the wind even blew the glass so loudly that it seemed that the entire window could be blown out by the roots in a second.Song Chuan stood in front of the window, took a sip of tea, and watched the scattered people outside being smashed to the ground and running away.

But he was standing steadily in the room, with a cup of weak tea in his hand for him to sip slowly.Having a place to take root gave him a sudden sense of stability.

A few quick knocks on the door came unexpectedly.

Song Chuan was wearing pajamas, because he was afraid of the cold, he specially wrapped a coat outside, and went to the entrance with his slippers on.

Turning on the camera at the door, an extremely familiar face suddenly appeared on the screen.

Yan Jingting.

It's just that Yan Jingting at this time is very different from usual.The clothes were all soaked, sticking to his body wetly, and strands of hair were sticking to his forehead, making him extremely embarrassed.Today, he seems to have drunk a little wine, from his neck to his face, even from the inside of the unbuttoned chest, his collarbone is red.As if sensing something, Yan Jingting raised his eyes, facing the camera at the door, his eyes and lips were slightly red, and his eyes were very blurred.

Yan Jingting opened his mouth, and two words could be read from the shape of his mouth:

Song Chuan.

Song Chuan opened the door a crack, and the cold wind from outside directly poured in. Even though he was wrapped in a coat, Song Chuan shivered from the cold.

Yan Jingting stretched out his hand and was about to pull the door open along the crack. He tried hard, only to hear the sound of metal colliding inside the door, and the door was only opened a little bit.

Song Chuan fastened the anti-theft chain from the inside.

Yan Jingting looked at the metallic chain, and smiled wryly: "You treat me...as a thief?"

"Forcibly breaking in, you are not a thief, you are a robber," Song Chuan said in a bad tone, "What are you doing here today?"

Yan Jingting was drunk, humming a few times in his throat, and forced himself to stand still with one hand on the door: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I really... miss you so much, Song Chuan."

"And then?" Song Chuan resolutely refused to let him in, and asked, "Have you finished? I'll close the door after I've finished."

"Don't..." Yan Jingting's hand was placed on the crack of the door, Song Chuan slammed on the brakes, and he couldn't help but squeezed in. He snorted coldly in pain, and his hand immediately turned red visibly.

"I hurt..."

Song Chuan never knew that the effect of alcohol was so terrible that it could make Yan Jingting, a real man who was rigid and tough all over his body, act coquettishly.

"That's what you deserve." Song Chuan glanced at his hand and forced himself to be ruthless. "Where's your assistant? Let him pick you up."

"Today is his girlfriend's birthday, and I gave him a day off," Yan Jingting burped drunkenly, "You don't want to spoil their good deeds, do you?"

"You..." Song Chuan was blocked and came back, "I'll call someone to take you away."

"do not!"

Yan Jingting hastily put his hand on the crack of the door, not letting go. Song Chuan was afraid of squeezing him again, so he couldn't close the door, so he could only listen to him talking nonsense while drinking.

"Song Chuan, I really miss you...I've done everything I can, you...what do you want from me?"

He really doesn't know what to do!He thought he had done everything he could, but he really couldn't think of how to redeem it.During this period of time, Yan Jingting had broken his own bones, shattered his arrogance, and turned everything into humbleness, just to beg him to come back.

but.

Song Chuan never came back.

[The author has something to say: the second update]