Becoming a Supporting Actor in Paranoid Literature

The supermodels on the show are walking back and forth in bright and bright clothes, bold colors and strange shapes, which are dazzling under the contrast of lights.

Zhuang Baihua admits that he has no sense of art and fashion, and can't see the way at all.

And he didn't think it seemed appropriate to buy these clothes as gifts.

The days of exhaustion made Zhuang Baihua a little tired, so he simply sat there, squinting his eyes and taking a nap.

Someone suddenly sat down next to him and let out a sneer.

Zhuang Baihua turned his head and saw Xiyin who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Xiyin's hair has been shortened a lot, her chin is still pointed, her eyes are big, but she is a little less frail.

Seeing him, Zhuang Baihua raised her eyebrows in surprise, and said, "Aren't you supposed to be in America?" Why did you come to Europe?

Xi Yin shrugged her shoulders and said, "I heard you went abroad, so I came after you."

Zhuang Baihua hadn't seen Xiyin for a long time, and he had a psychological shadow on this young man. He couldn't believe what he said, so he asked directly, "Tell me, what's your purpose."

Xiyin smiled with the corners of his lips curled up. Zhuang Baihua couldn't even tell whether his smile was real or fake. He pointed to the back of the auditorium and said, "Don't worry, people will follow me no matter where I go now. They restrict my freedom." Action, I will not run back to China to see Chi Yue."

Zhuang Baihua laughed and said, "I don't believe you came here to see me."

Zhuang Baihua turned his head and looked at the models with astonishing proportions on the runway. They showed various designs on their bodies. Although Zhuang Baihua didn't understand much, he could understand this loud and flamboyant beauty.

"I don't think you want to see me, you came to me because of Chi Yue." Zhuang Baihua said.

Xiyin didn't deny it, and said with a smile: "As long as I show any intention to see Chi Yue now, I will lose my freedom."

Luo Zhenduo will not let Xiyin disturb Chi Yue's life again, this is the warning line drawn by Luo Zhenduo for Xiyin.As long as Xiyin doesn't harass Chi Yue, he can live a good life abroad, otherwise, he can't move a single step.

"But how can we talk about freedom if we can't see Chi Yue..." Xiyin murmured.

Zhuang Baihua was a little annoyed when he heard his words, and inexplicably thought of the original owner's ring.

Xiyin has made countless mistakes, but one thing cannot be denied, he really likes Chi Yue.

Just like the original owner.

Zhuang Baihua raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and said, "Did you come to me to express your feelings?"

Xiyin was several years younger than himself, and Zhuang Baihua didn't want to talk to his younger generation like this, but he really had no patience with Xiyin.

Xiyin looked at Zhuang Baihua and said, "You are different from before."

Zhuang Baihua had no choice but to say, "Let's get to the point."

Xiyin murmured softly, "You're so stingy, you can't even talk a little longer."

Zhuang Baihua suddenly lost his temper. He couldn't tell whether the emotions expressed by Xiyin were true or not, so he could only keep silent.

Xiyin finally put away his smile, and instantly changed from the gentle young man just now, with a deadpan expression and a gloomy expression, expressing that he was actually not happy at all, in a bad mood, and at the same time revealing his identity as a paranoid boss.

He took out something from his pocket, handed it to Zhuang Baihua, and said coldly: "Chi Yue is going to celebrate his birthday, this is a birthday present for him, pass it on for me."

Zhuang Baihua took the gift, thinking that he would have to go through a security check when he went back, who knew what terrible things would be inside.

Xiyin seemed to know what he was thinking, and let out a strange laugh, which sounded as ugly as fingernails scratching the blackboard. He said, "Don't worry, there is no hidden weapon in it. It's just the pen from before. I'll send it back this time."

That pen was a final gift from Xiyin to Chi Yue before, and it was used as a weapon most of the time. The two of them poked it back and forth, and this pen saw a lot of blood.

Zhuang Baihua immediately felt a little disgusted, but he didn't show it.

Xiyin smiled again, and said firmly, "You will definitely pass it on for me."

Zhuang Baihua is a good old man, if he promises to others, he will definitely do what he says.

No longer pretending to be polite, the two of them had nothing to say, Xiyin stood up abruptly, and the people in the audience immediately turned to look at him with protesting eyes.

Xiyin ignored Zhuang Baihua who was still on the runway, and smiled at Zhuang Baihua, "Say happy birthday to Xiaoyue for me."

After speaking, he left as quietly as when he came.

Zhuang Baihua understood Xiyin's thoughts, he had no way to see Chi Yue, and when he heard the news that he was going abroad, he did everything possible to come here, just to ask himself to bring a birthday present.

After all, Xiyin still didn't want Chi Yue to forget him, and tried every means to gain a sense of presence.

Speaking of which, Xiyin and Chiyue were born in the same hospital, and their birth dates were only a few days apart. If the Luo family wanted to accompany Chiyue, Xiyin must spend her birthday alone in a foreign country.

Zhuang Baihua smiled meaninglessly, handed the gift box in his hand to the assistant beside him, raised his eyes, and concentrated on admiring the fashion show on the stage.

Zhuang Baihua bought something for Chi Yue from abroad, and then returned home.

After returning to China, he found that the Luo family had started to prepare for Chi Yue's birthday party, and many people had already received invitations, including him, of course.

It's just that Luo Zhenduo personally delivered Zhuang Baihua's invitation letter to him.

Since that night, Luo Zhenduo has been silent a lot, he is still the same person, he often laughs, but his eyes become deeper, and when he is not smiling, he is faintly melancholy.

Once Luo Zhenduo became gloomy, he was very similar to Chi Yue, especially those eyes, which were as dark as the night sky, as if they could swallow the stars, thick and deep, containing a deep meaning that could not be said.

Zhuang Baihua said to Luo Zhenduo worriedly: "I know you are very busy, and you still have family matters to take care of, but you have to pay attention to your health, and drink in moderation, what to do if you drink yourself to death."

When Luo Zhenduo heard Zhuang Baihua's concern, he was not as happy as he imagined, he just raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "I have a sense of proportion."

He turned the topic back to Chi Yue's birthday, pointed to the invitation letter, and asked, "Will you come?"

Zhuang Baihua said, "Of course." How could he not go to Chi Yue's birthday.

Luo Zhenduo smiled: "It will surprise you that day."

Is the word "amazing" a bit of a misnomer, and Zhuang Baihua wasn't sure whether it was describing a person or a banquet, so soon Luo Zhenduo told him the answer: "Even I feel jealous when I see Xiaoyue like that." .”

Zhuang Baihua was taken aback for a moment, frightened by Luo Zhenduo's frankness, no matter what, it was still a bit shocking for his father to say that about his son.

Seeing his dull look, Luo Zhenduo laughed: "I'm just kidding, he is my son, of course I'm proud of him."

Zhuang Baihua looked at him speechlessly.

What happened to these people recently, each of them was full of thoughts, and every word they said seemed to have ten layers of meaning behind it.

Luo Zhenduo told Zhuang Baihua to be there on time, and then continued to work on his own business, which made Zhuang Baihua a little curious about what the so-called "amazing" was all about.

Soon Chi Yue's birthday will arrive.

That day Zhuang Baihua made a special effort to dress up. He had been to the big show to study, and he had already ordered the latest limited-edition dress, which was modified by a professional tailor according to his size. It feels like the atmosphere is different.

Zhuang Baihua finished tidying up her clothes, asked Secretary Chen to bring a gift, and set off for Luo Mansion.

The birthday party was scheduled for six o'clock in the evening, and Zhuang Baihua went out early, thinking of meeting Chi Yue in advance.

Who knew that he received a call from Tang Feng as soon as he went downstairs.

Zhuang Baihua's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong.

After Zhuang Baihua picked up the phone, she immediately heard Tang Feng happily ask, "Mr. Zhuang, where are you?"

Zhuang Baihua said calmly, "I'm busy now, do you have anything to do?"

"Don't be so blunt." Tang Feng's voice was a little fluttering, "I know you are at home."

Zhuang Baihua had a headache: "I'm really in a hurry and I'm going out soon."

Tang Feng was very aggrieved: "I wanted to communicate more with you last time on a variety show, but a bunch of people made trouble inside. I have been very busy since then. This time I managed to arrange the announcement and find you for a long time, but you said You are very busy, don't you even want to give me a little time?"

Gradually, Tang Feng figured out Zhuang Baihua's temper. Zhuang Baihua took soft but not hard, as long as he behaved pitifully, he had no way to refuse.

Sure enough, Zhuang Baihua was silent for a long time and said, "I'll give you half an hour."

The reason why Zhuang Baihua said that was not because he was soft-hearted towards Tang Feng.

Instead, he realized that Tang Feng hadn't given up on him, and if he dragged on like this, he would give Tang Feng unrealistic hopes, and it would be a waste of time for others.

Zhuang Baihua asked Secretary Chen and the driver to wait at the intersection first. Secretary Chen looked at the CEO and thought that it is not easy to be the emperor. On the way to celebrate the concubine's birthday, he will be entangled by noble people.

So what's the use of having a harem, it will be a drag on the contrary, it's better to govern the country wholeheartedly.

Zhuang Baihua walked out of the apartment complex under the watchful eyes of his fans and career fans, and he saw Tang Feng on the side of the road.

Tang Feng leaned against his flamboyant sports car, raised his hand, and greeted Zhuang Baihua with a smile on his face.

I have to say that as long as Tang Feng doesn't speak, he will indeed be graceful and personable, and he will not disgrace the title of actor.

Tang Feng also looked at Zhuang Baihua, with unconcealable admiration and desire in his eyes: "You are so sexy, you are like a statue in the hands of an ancient Greek artist, every line grows on the tip of my heart."

Zhuang Baihua suppressed her goosebumps and said coldly, "You only have half an hour, so I advise you to stop talking nonsense."

Tang Feng twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "You only have to be so strict with me, that's fine, it shows that I'm a little special in your heart."

Zhuang Baihua saw that letting Tang Feng talk nonsense, the more he talked, the more disgusting he would be, so he went straight to the point and told Tang Feng: "No matter what you say, it's useless."

Zhuang Baihua sighed and said, "Give up, I won't respond to you."

Tang Feng originally wanted to pester Zhuang Baihua with a shy face, but let's hang around for half an hour first, but who knew that Zhuang Baihua would forcefully reject him as soon as he came up.

Tang Feng felt as if he had been slapped across the face, smiled awkwardly, and said, "It seems that you really have something to do, and you look very anxious."

Zhuang Baihua looked down at the time and told him: "I didn't lie to you, it's not a coincidence that you came here." He found that his wording was wrong and immediately corrected him, "Even if I'm not busy now, I would say the same thing."

Everyone has a different personality and needs to be treated with a different attitude.

Zhuang Baihua knew that as long as he gave Tang Feng a little hope, he would be able to stalk him to the end. Since it was meaningless to him, it was irresponsible to hang him, so he chose to speak seriously.

Tang Feng could no longer maintain the smile on his face, but he couldn't face up to the topic Zhuang Baihua raised, so he could only ramble and talk about other things: "So what are you going to do when you dress up?"

Zhuang Baihua told him, "Xiaoyue has her birthday today."

Tang Feng understood immediately.