Sick big boss's palm is petted and milky

……

Su Yan was stunned...

The heart curled up in the body accelerated bit by bit, and the short and cold sentence seemed to build a protective wall.

Su Yan remembered the Weibo authentication success message on Huang Jinye's mobile phone at noon, and he was still wondering what Huang Jinye was doing with that.

It turned out to be protecting him.

He was not allowed to look at his mobile phone all the time, because he was worried that he would be disturbed by all kinds of malice and suspicion bombarded.

That's why he can live so peacefully today.

I even felt relieved: I didn't feel the strong attacks on him because of the anger of netizens after they knew he was a "male junior".

And when he was trying to feel it now, Huang Jinye had already taken care of everything.

A lot of lemon essence sneaked into his nose, sour and astringent, and his eyes were a little red. Su Yan took a deep breath, and after calming down, he thought of another thing——

Huang Jinye posted this Weibo with his authentication number, which basically means an official announcement.

But if Grandma Huang knew that the wedding was fake, he, Su Yan, had been disguised as a man all the time, and the child in his stomach was also fake. The lie woven together by Jin Ye...

Feeling faintly uneasy, he quickly called Huang Jinye.

The other party indicated that the line was busy, probably talking to someone.

Just at this time, the manager Lao Wu called again.

Old Wu was about to explode during the day.

Hani, who is the most hopeful in Troy to go solo, was caught in a relationship at this time, and it was still a homosexual love. If the emperor hadn't sent a Weibo clarification, the matter would have almost turned into a mistress. Wife was victimized...

Lao Wu, who had been repeatedly bombarded by the company's executives, had a nervous breakdown and calmed down, so he didn't have much hope that he would answer the phone call to Su Yan at night.

But, I really took it.

Seeing Su Yan answer the phone, Old Wu took a sip of ice water to suppress his breath, and then picked up the phone unhurriedly.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is busy right now, please try again later."

"Uh..." Su Yan coughed: "That...Old Wu, the prompt tone of the mobile customer service machine usually uses "you", and you were the one who called me first. "

Old Wu snorted coldly: "Why did you remember to answer the phone? You continue to play Missing."

Su Yan: "QAQ..."

Old Wu sighed for a long time. After a long time, he finally returned to the topic: "Haney, I just want to ask you one question. Are you and that Huang Jinye for real?"

"Really." Su Yan didn't hesitate.

"Why did you answer so simply? Can't you answer after thinking about it?" Old Wu thought that Su Yan would struggle for a while, but he didn't expect to tell him so soon.

Su Yan didn't speak.

From the day he left the crew of "PUBG Mobile", he could feel that this matter could not be hidden for long.

Paper can't wrap fire, it's just the length of time.

Old Wu: "The company has already sent me a message. It was supposed to hide you directly and claim huge compensation from you, but..."

"It's hard to say now." With a click, Lao Wu lit a cigarette: "Although your sexual orientation is now more and more accepted by the world, but in the general environment, you know the unwritten policy of the country. You have been stabbed to the bright side, so your stardom is probably slim, you have to be mentally prepared at all times."

"Well, I know." Su Yan turned off the light in the bedroom, dragged on his slippers, and sat on the warm cushion by the French window.

Tonight, there is a sea of ​​stars in the night sky.

"I won't make things difficult for you, Old Wu... find a substitute for my dancer position as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, staring at the soft warm light on the ceiling, his brows and eyes were calm and calm.

Although he likes the days in Troy very much, compared to these, he has someone in this life that he must firmly hold on to.

……

Su Yan made a second call, but Huang Jinye still didn't answer, and it kept showing that the line was busy.

In desperation, the boy had no choice but to change into a suit of clothes and rushed to the main royal residence in the dark.

……

In the old royal house, a maid looked around, and finally sneakily opened the wrought iron gate of the old house while the security guards were changing shifts at the door.

The maid lowered her head and mouth-shaped silently: "Young Master Huang."

She looked at the parked black Mercedes across the street, and made a "2" with her left hand, which meant that the old lady was now on the second floor.

The man in the Mercedes-Benz slowly raised the window, his seductive lips curved upward.

Get out of the car, quietly walked into the old royal house.