I'm confronting the scum with the tsundere boss

"Go, give my brothers a toast." Song Yan turned his face to the side, not avoiding Lin Ci's hand, he signaled Lin Ci to pour the wine with his eyes.

Lin Ci calmed down and looked up at the men and women in the private room.

They were watching Lin Ci's interaction with Song Yan with great interest.

Lin Ci laughed lowly.

He didn't know many people. There were Song Yan's faxiao, Lin Li, and a few others who often appeared around Song Yan and belonged to the same circle.

There are also some stars who should be similar to him, maybe worth more than him?

"I respect everyone." Lin Ci opened a bottle of red wine, found a clean glass, poured more than half of the glass, picked it up to signal, and poured it all down.

The red wine entered his throat, and Lin Ci's throat rolled. After drinking three cups in a row, his face showed a faint blush, which made people even more unable to move their eyes.

Lin Ci doesn't drink very well, and he doesn't usually drink much, but he won't refuse Song Yan's request.

Strictly speaking, as long as it is Song Yan's face, he is reluctant to refuse.

"I said Song Yan." Xia Yi shook the red wine in his hand. He stared at Lin Ci's face for a while, and then smiled at Song Yan: "Why don't you bring out such an amazing little thing to play with?"

"What are you playing?" Song Yan was satisfied with Lin Ci's obedience. He pulled him into his arms again, and wiped the alcohol from Lin Ci's mouth with his hand: "He is still a student, so he should focus on his studies."

Lin Ci lowered his eyes, and had no idea at all to remind Song Yan that he had already graduated and came here from school today because the school's tutor asked him for help.

"How long is it due?" Xia Yi looked at the young man nestled in his arms, his facial features were handsome and correct, but compared to Lin Ci, he always felt that his taste was not good enough.

It was widely rumored in the circle that Song Yan had kept a dog, who was allowed to go to the east, not to go to the west, to kneel, not to sit, and to obey.

When I saw it today, it was indeed the case.

No wonder with Song Yan's conditions, he was willing to pack for five years.

When Xia Yi opened his mouth, Song Yan was stunned. The person in front of him had been with him since the third year of high school, and now several years have passed.

Lin Ci is definitely a model worker. Apart from being too clingy and loving him, everything goes with him, which makes him feel a little boring sometimes, but there is no major problem.

"Half a year." Song Yan didn't say anything, but Lin Ci smiled and replied flatly.

"You remember clearly?" Song Yan suddenly felt a little unhappy, he stretched out his hand to pinch Lin Ci's chin, and let Lin Ci's eyes fall on him again.

"En." Lin Ci didn't hide, he followed Song Yan's hand, and used his eyes to paint the other's eyebrows and eyes carefully again.

Song Yan knew that Lin Ci was infatuated with him.

There are many men and women who like him.

He made his debut at the age of 19, and won the Best Actor Award at the age of 21. Now he is only 26 years old. He has a successful career and a wealthy family.

This wealthy family is not an ordinary wealthy family, but a wealthy family with a deep background.

A good family background, a big star, and good looks, any of these three things can make countless men and women succeed, not to mention, Song Yan alone has three things.

When Song Yan participated in a variety show at Lin Ci's school, he immediately fell in love with Lin Ci. When he asked his assistant to arrange a love agreement, he failed to negotiate a price ranging from 50 to 100 million per month.

Lin Ci refused to do it.

But as soon as he saw Song Yan himself, Lin Ci readily agreed.

Maybe he was his fan from the beginning, so he might not be sure.

But Song Yan prefers pure contract love. The so-called contract love, to put it bluntly, is nurturing, and changing the name sounds better.

He directly gave Lin Ci 180 million a month, just for Lin Ci's face, it was worth it.

Unexpectedly, time flies so fast, and there is only half a year left in the five years of nurturing.

"If you don't plan to take over, I'm willing to take over, let me tell you first," Xia Yi glanced at the young man nestled in Song Yan's arms, with an indifferent attitude: "As compensation, you go to Qing Yun's place." Pick a few people and count them as mine."