President of Chuancheng Entertainment

As long as I think it makes you happy, it's right.

This sentence lingered in Song Yu's mind. There was no right or wrong in the first place, but it was because his heart was bound that he was so entangled.

"Okay, don't think so much. You just need to know that you are the one I am looking for to protect, and no one dares to say a word."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to open the breakfast on the table, pushed his favorite dim sum in front of him, and added a few pieces of delicate soup dumplings into the bowl with his long chopsticks, "Hurry up and eat, and I'll take you to the company after eating."

Song Yu was no longer obsessed with right and wrong. He picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started to eat. The soup filled with meat was fresh and smooth, and the soup was full of flavor. .

The temptation of food still dilutes everything.

He looked up at the table of breakfast made according to his own taste, and then glanced at the time, it was almost eight o'clock.

According to the time in the past, not to mention being able to guarantee the temperature of this table of food, I am afraid that everyone has already arrived at the company and started to be busy.

These are reserved for him today, and the warmth from the bottom of my heart overflows the entire chest.

Even if he didn't see the fixed plate of dark dishes on the table, Song Yu's mood was not so lonely.

"Second brother, why didn't you see eldest brother today?" Song Yu asked.

Xi Xun raised his eyebrows, and put another piece of fried dumplings into his bowl, "Let's go to the company first, he told me to let you sleep more and wake you up later."

Xi Xun tried to see a different expression on his younger brother's face, but Song Yu just nodded to show that he knew and didn't say anything else.

He happened to bump into the eldest brother who came out of Song Yu's room this morning, and his already icy face was even more frozen. He hadn't asked why he came out of Song Yu's room.

In the end, the eldest brother asked to wake people up later. He stared at the back of his elder brother and felt a little panic.

It was so abnormal that he didn't even eat breakfast, and went out with a suit jacket.

And Xiaoyu, who had been getting up on time in the morning, hadn't seen anyone until eight o'clock, so he went upstairs and knocked on the door.

Since Song Yu didn't want to say it, he wouldn't force him to say it either.

Song Yu ate several different breakfasts, and took the warm milk at hand with familiarity and drank it all in one gulp.

"Brother, let's go."

Song Yu stood up, took the dark blue suit jacket on the hanger next to him, and put it on.

He took out a black tie from the drawer and held it in his hand. The hand that was going through the collar and was about to be knotted was held down, and a cold breath approached him, encircling him in his arms from behind.

With a warm breath hitting the ear, the movements of the hands are delicate and gentle, and the tie is fluently tied.

"Go to Big Brother's company?"

Xi Xun's voice was originally like a spring breeze blowing on his face, soft and warm, and when he spoke close to his ear, it was like lingering love words, which made his heart itch.

"No... Go back to my company." Song Yu's voice trembled a little.

Of course the people behind heard it, they seemed to be getting closer on purpose, and said with a light smile, "Okay."

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Back in his office, before he had time to sit down and take a sip of water, the phone on the desk rang.

He reached out and grabbed the receiver and put it next to his ear, his voice clear and clear: "Hello, Song Yu from SYU."

There was a familiar low laugh from the other end, the low laughter was mixed with the magnetism caused by the phone, the laughter stopped after a few low laughs, and a voice as intoxicated as old wine said: "Hello, Number One Entertainment Xie Junyi."

"..."

This scoundrel again, when he read the economic section before, it was rumored that time was more important than money, and he would hire a helicopter to fly around on business trips, so why would he harass him every now and then?

Sure enough, the rumors are not credible.

"Is there something wrong? I'm fine and hang up." Song Yu said lightly.

There was a slight snort on the phone: "Little Mao'er, you are too heartless. Do you still want to be responsible for the person you flirted with?"

"..."

In his definition, what is considered responsible? He has already dedicated himself once. Isn't it enough to make up for the previous rude behavior?

Where there are guns/friends, I am willing to take responsibility in the future.

"Then Mr. Xie, what are you satisfied with?" Song Yu almost gritted his teeth.

On the other side, he pondered shamelessly for a moment, as if he had made up his mind before opening his mouth: "Well... let's be together."

"Thank you for your words."

If you say that Song Yu used to be a wanderer in the circle, sweeping the entertainment circle big and small, not letting go of celebrities.Well, this Xie Junyi is not a quiet master.

Although the rumored real girlfriend has never appeared in public, but with the huge signboard of "No. [-] Entertainment", those who want to climb into bed can circle around Jincheng a few times.

It can be regarded as constant ambiguity, but I have never heard of anyone who has actually been personally acknowledged by Xie Junyi.

"I'm serious, let's be together." He paused, without a hint of teasing in his tone, deep and firm: "It's not the lovers in the past, you will be the first person I, Xie Junyi, will admit."

His heart skipped a beat suddenly, remembering that when he suddenly broke into the office and met Xie Junyi for the first time, even though he was wearing a suit, he was handsome and unrestrained like a cynical noble young master; The bus pervert looks dismissive on the ground; when he escaped from the secret room in the amusement park, Xie Junyi turned pale rarely, and whispered his weaknesses in his ear.

Song Yu didn't make a sound and said a word, and the other side of the phone was also silent for a moment.

In the end, it was Xie Junyi who spoke first: "I was too hasty, this time you listen first, next time I will make up a confession that makes you blush and heartbeat, and then you decide whether you want to agree to me, a question that others can't ask for."

"Well... I'll hang up first."

Song Yu's heart, which had just calmed down in the morning, was once again disturbed by this sudden change. He felt a strange movement from his body, and the heart in his chest was out of rhythm.

"Wait, there is still business." Xie Junyi continued: "There will be a press conference for "Young Master" at the First Entertainment at 10 o'clock this morning. Please remember to come here. There are other matters related to casting."

Song Yu checked the time, it was exactly nine o'clock.In order not to repeat the same mistakes, he decided not to ignore the power of the traffic jam, "Okay, I'll drive there now."