My Bai Yueguang and I became rivals in love

"Tell me, maybe I can help you out."

Jiang Che didn't intend to say anything at first, but Xu Wushi asked the question urgently, and secondly, he couldn't think of anything other than asking the police uncle for help.

"That's right, Xiaobai was blackmailed."

Xu Wushi slowed down the movement of wiping his sweat, put his long fingers on Jiang Che's thin shoulders and touched it, then lowered his voice and continued to ask, "What kind of blackmail?"

Jiang Che made a long story short, simply recounting what Xiaokang told him.

After Xu Wushi heard this, his eyelids drooped, and his thick long eyelashes suppressed most of the emotions in his eyes, as if he was thinking.

Jiang Che waited for quite a while before he could express any insight. He turned his head and saw that the other party's hand was still resting on his shoulder, his expression darkened slightly, and he was about to give him an elbow when Xu Wushi suddenly said, "The 50 cash is for How to hand over?"

"......what?"

Jiang Che was stunned for a moment, then recovered his senses and thought about it, "Xiaokang said that the other party asked him to put 50 cash in the third-to-last trash can in the back alley of Tongzilou at three o'clock tomorrow morning."

At three o'clock in the morning, the garbage truck has already left, and there is no surveillance in the back alley, so you will not be found if you go to get the money by then.

In addition, the roads in the old city extend in all directions, and even if they are unfortunately discovered, the other party will have enough time to escape.

Xu Wushi pinched Jiang Che's soft cheeks, "You will live with me in the future, and I will help you solve this matter."

Jiang Che was hesitant and didn't really want to talk to him, "No need, I can solve it myself."

"You're fine, get out, don't force me to do it."

Xu Wushi was not annoyed, he got up and left after wiping the sweat off Jiang Che's neck.

An hour later, Xiaokang knocked on Jiang Che's door.

"Jiang Shao, have you thought of a solution?"

"Hmm..." Jiang Che looked up at the sky and fell silent.

The two were standing at the door talking, when suddenly the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from the opposite door.

Before Xiaokang could react, Jiang Che had already passed him and ran in.

Bai Yiyue bumped into the stool, knelt on the ground with a pale face, her forehead blushed a lot, and when she saw Jiang Che, he yelled hoarsely, "Little President Jiang..."

His eyes were reddish and his face was pale, looking pitiful and fragile.

The protective desire in Jiang Che's heart instantly soared, he rushed up to help him up, and then half hugged Bai Yiyue to the bed.

"Does it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Bai Yiyue's forehead was red, her eyes were wet like a puppy, she pursed her lips and whispered, "I'm fine, why are you here?"

"I..." Jiang Che didn't know how to answer for a moment, glanced at Xiaokang standing at the door, and said truthfully: "Xiaokang told me about your being blackmailed, I... .”

Before he finished speaking, Bai Yiyue hurriedly interrupted him, "Mr. Jiang, this is my own business. I can handle it. Don't interfere."

"...Don't implicate you."

This sensible little appearance made Jiang Che's heart soften more than half in an instant, "What is involved or not, more than 1000 million is not a lot of money to me."

"Don't worry, I can take care of this."

In the end, Jiang Che coaxed and coaxed Bai Yiyue to relax and accept his help. She took his wrist and said, "Young Master Jiang, remember not to call the police. I don't want too many people to know about it."

"Okay, don't call the police."

After entrusting Bai Yiyue to Xiaokang's care, Jiang Che went downstairs to find Xu Wushi.

The fourth floor is not as bright as the fifth floor, and the lights have to be turned on during the day.

When Xu Wushi opened the door, he had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his tall nose, set off by the dim light behind him, he looked very like a gentle scum in the entertainment industry who was waiting for the little fresh meat to come to play unspoken rules.

Jiang Che was confused by his beastly appearance, and he didn't resist when he was led into the room by the wrist.

"Have you figured it out?" Xu Wushi lowered his head slightly, the tip of his straight nose was only three or four centimeters away from Jiang Che's face, which was a very suitable distance for kissing.

Jiang Che raised his long eyelashes slightly, and his beautiful peach eyes stared at Xu Wushi's elegant face with glasses, "What kind of glasses are you wearing indoors?"

"The plot needs it. After filming "Do Not Escape", I have glasses to endorse, and now I wear them to find the feeling."

Seeing what the young master was thinking, Xu Wushi smiled deliberately, and when Jiang Che looked straight at him, he lowered his head and kissed him on the mouth.

After a while, Jiang Che remembered the business, quickly grabbed Xu Wushi's neck and pushed him away a little, "Quickly tell me what you thought of to help Xiaobai."

"Just to make it clear," Xu Wushi touched Jiang Che's cheek with unsatisfactory intent, "I'm not helping him, I'm helping you."

Jiang Che had a feeling of being numb to the touch, and he couldn't twist his arms. Maybe Xu Wu would enjoy it when he started playing.

He drooped his head tiredly, he didn't even bother to lose his temper, "Stop being pushy, are you going to say it or not?"

Xu Wushi straightened his body, "Go and show me the threatening letter first."

Jiang Che was a little embarrassed, "Can I take a picture for you? I promised Xiaobai not to tell others."

"The original is easier to study. If you don't know how to lie, I'll teach you sentence by sentence."

Xu Wushi was about to talk again, Jiang Che quickly stepped back, "No need, I'm very good at lying, this is a must-have skill for us scumbags."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door and went out. Through a layer of glasses, Xu Wushi looked at Jiang Che with a smile in his eyes and disappeared like a little leopard in an instant.

Not long after, Jiang Che came back with a threatening letter.

Xu Wushi carefully compared the contents of the two letters, and found that apart from the string of handwritten remittance account numbers, there were basically no clues.

The words were cut out, so that there were only words and no background. After cutting and pasting, I copied it out on purpose. I was so careful that I was a little stupid.

Xu Wushi called Zhou Yan, "Are you on the street now?"

Zhou Yan said: "Yes, what's the matter, Brother Xu?"

"Find a money transfer machine, and I'll give you the serial number, and help me see what the displayed characters are."

"it is good."

Zhou Yan followed suit, and soon found out, "Brother Xu, it's Wang and Li, with * in the middle, and Li is the power of strength."

Jiang Che watched helplessly, and when Xu Wushi hung up the phone, he asked him, "Do you know this Wang Heli?"

Xu Wushi shook his head, "I don't have any impression, this name is very common."

Jiang Che froze for a moment, before he was disappointed for two seconds, Xu Wushi said, "But I have a little impression of this series of handwritten numbers."

Jiang Che's eyes lit up, and he stared at him like a puppy staring at a fleshy bone, "What impression?"

"I feel like I've seen it somewhere not long ago, but I can't remember it right now."

....... Saying is equal to not saying.

Seeing Xu Wushi staring at the string of accounts, Jiang Che subconsciously emphasized: "Don't even think about calling the police. You can't call the police on this matter. You have to catch someone before you can call the police."

Xu Wushi raised his eyebrows, "Bai Yiyue asked for it?"

Jiang Che said vaguely "Yes", "Don't worry about it so much, you have read the threatening letter, have you thought of a solution?"

Xu Wushi folded the letter and put it back, took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, stretched out his hand to hook Jiang Che's neck, and pulled him forward to draw him in front of him.

"Think about it, go back to the house and sleep first..."

Jiang Che wanted to hit someone again, and just as he clenched his fists, Xu Wushi finished the second half of the sentence, "I'll take you to arrest someone when I wake up at three o'clock."

"...Don't sleep," Jiang Che held back his anger and pushed Xu Wushi's hand away, "You knock on my door at [-]:[-]."

Xu Wushi smiled, and followed him out, "No, we have to live together in the future, and it's okay for me to sleep with you."

"......"

Jiang Che didn't care about him because he was still counting on him to arrest people.

It was impossible to share the same room, so Jiang Che assigned Chu Jiayao's room to Xu Wushi, and then lay down on the bed.

At first I was thinking, then I was tired, and finally I fell asleep with my eyelids drooping.

When he woke up, it was already dark, and Xu Wushi was lying beside him, stroking his hair with one hand, and putting on those gold-rimmed glasses, pretending to be serious, reading the script.

There is a small window at the head of the bed that has been pushed open a little, and through that slit, you can see a little moon shadow of the building outside.

When Jiang Che just woke up, he was a little sweet bean. He turned over and rubbed his head against the pillow, put one arm on Xu Wushi's waist, and asked him with half-closed eyelids, "What time is it?"

"Two o'clock," Xu Wushi held his chin and touched it lightly, with a low and gentle voice, "You can lie down for another four or ten minutes."

Such a voice, coupled with the face of this gentle scum, is especially confusing.

Jiang Che struggled for a second, then let him touch, "I can't lie down anymore, I'm a little hungry."

"I'll make some dumplings for you, you get up."

Xu Wushi said and put down the script, then took off his glasses and got up to go out.

Jiang Che lay on the bed and baked the pancake for more than a minute, and then got up to brush his teeth.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, fresh shiitake mushroom and chicken dumplings came out of the pan.

Sitting at the dining table, Jiang Che looked out the window of the living room and found that most of the houses were pitch black.

There are only a few houses with lights on, which look especially warm in the vast night, like the sparks of a prairie fire.

Xu Wushi was still busy in the kitchen, with a tall back, although his cool and elegant face didn't match the dirty little apron at all, but he looked very homely.

After watching too much, there is still such a hint of virtuous taste.

After Jiang Che ate a dumpling, he went in with the bowl in hand.

Xu Wushi had just finished washing the pot, and when he turned around, he saw the young master holding the bowl, standing by the side with an obedient face looking at him.

Probably a little embarrassed, Jiang Che raised his eyes and looked at him quietly for a while, then said slowly: "Do you want to eat?"

Seeing a dumpling on his chopsticks, Xu Wushi raised his lips and smiled, then opened his mouth, "Ah."

Jiang Che waited for him to "ah", picked up the dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth.

After stuffing, Jiang Che continued to eat by himself. Looking up at the clock on the wall, he suddenly thought of something, "Xu Wushi, have you already had someone to suspect?"

Although the question was endless, Xu Wushi still understood it, "It's not too early, when I just read the script with you in my arms, I suddenly remembered the string of handwritten account numbers, I just read it not long ago Similar handwriting."

Jiang Che suddenly didn't want to eat dumplings, "Where did you read it?"

"In the crew's documents, there is a contact form that requires handwriting of personal information. I just saw this person write his mobile phone number. At that time, some people laughed at him for writing Arabic numerals crookedly like a primary school student."