Dressed as a handsome man

"You are my uncle's valued people. He can't leave the meeting now. Of course, I need to entertain him well." Nangong Mo said equally politely.

When Wen Shuli heard that he had to hang out here for a while, he became more impatient: "Since Mr. Nangong is not free, let's go first."

As soon as Nangong Mo heard that he was going to leave, he became anxious: "Hey, don't! Uncle just accidentally delayed the meeting for a while, and he will be here soon."

Su Yu also persuaded: "Yes, everyone is here, please be safe and don't be impatient."

While waiting for Nangong Yuan, Nangong Moyelai stayed in the conference room, staring greedily at Wen Shuli.

He finally understood that the person he actually liked was Wen Shuli.

When Wen Shuli confessed to him, he mercilessly rejected him.He only thought that he liked Feng Congrui, but in fact, he just took a fancy to Feng Congrui's family background.

Now that the Feng family is in trouble, Feng Congrui's family background has become a burden, Nan Gongmo has long been tired of Feng Congrui.

If he married Wen Shuli back then, and now he is sitting on the top of the list, how enviable he would be to others.

Just when Wen Shuli finally couldn't bear it anymore and stood up from the chair again, Nan Gongyuan finally came belatedly and pushed the door open.

Wearing a black suit, he still has lunar eyes and a sinister look on his face.

When Sheng Kaijie and Niel saw Nangongyuan himself, they couldn't help whispering in Wen Shuli's ear: "We finally understand what you just said."

Although Fu Yan's aura is strong, he is all open-minded, while the oppression and coldness surrounding Nangong Yuan makes people shudder.

Wen Shuli pursed her lips calmly. This pair of uncles and nephews was also annoying.

Seeing Wen Shuli, Nangong Yuan fixed his gaze on him tightly, then moved away, walked slowly to the top of the conference table, nodded at Su Yu and said, "Sorry, I have to deal with some things at the moment, so I'm late."

There has been no news of Que Shen in the United States, and Fu Yan has no choice but to leave for the United States.

And Wen Shuli was left in the country.

Thinking of this, his eyes flicked towards Wen Shuli, the poor little fox.

Wen Shuli still looked vigilant, although he didn't know what Nangong Yuan was planning.

"As the major shareholder of Shengxing, Nangong Group invited us to be the image spokesperson because of their love for Nightstarry. It's just a coincidence that we first agreed to cooperate with Fu's Group." Su Yu opened his eyes and said nonsense. Wen Shu left to become the spokesperson of Nangong Group, and came here to poach corners.

I don't know how he persuaded Wen Shuli to let this little money fan who fell into the eyes of money agree to accept the endorsement for zero pay.

"I know." Nangong Yuan nodded without hesitation: "Mr. Wen's relationship with Fu's Group, it is beyond reproach to accept Fu's Group's endorsement."

"Our company will develop a brand new branch product. Nightstarry, as a combination that has achieved great success when it first debuted, fits very well with the product concept." Nan Gongyuan's face of talking about business is indeed irresistible: " The treatment we give to Nightstarry can also reflect our sincerity."

Nangongyuan even prepared the contract, and could let Wen Shuli and the others sign it at any time.

Su Yu looked at Wen Shuli and the others in embarrassment. He knew that Wen Shuli didn't want to accept this endorsement, and he didn't want to have too much involvement with Nangong Group.

But now it's hard to get off the tiger, and they can't offend the major shareholders.

Nangong Yuan's control of the popular media is equivalent to half of Wen Shuli's control.

Under Su Yu's gaze, Wen Shuli had no choice but to sign an endorsement contract.

After all, he was just a humble little wage earner.

Nangongyuan's evil expression after receiving the contract gave Wen Shuli the illusion that he had just signed the contract of sale.

There was a vague sense of unease in my heart.

When he walked into the elevator, he still asked Su Yu anxiously: "Brother Yu, are you sure there is nothing wrong with the contract just now, it's just an ordinary endorsement contract?"

"Don't worry, I have a lot of contracts in my hand, no problem." Before signing, Su Yu read the contract carefully, and asked Wen Shuli and others to sign if there was no problem.

"I didn't see anything strange either." Sheng Kaijie scratched his neck.

"Me too."

Wen Shuli was silent. Could it be that he had too much prejudice against Nangong Yuan?

"Little Mo." Only the uncle and nephew of the Nangong family were left in the conference room, and Nangong Yuan called to Nangongmo who was about to leave.

"...Uncle." After just now, Nangong Mo clearly saw the ambition for that person in his uncle's eyes, and knew in his heart that Wen Shuli was destined to be someone he would never touch again.

"Don't think about things that can't possibly belong to you." Nangong Yuan said lightly, and clicked.

"Yes, uncle." Nangong Mo forced a smile: "I see."

On the way back to the company, Wen Shuli received a call from Fu Yan.

"Susu." Fu Yan's voice panted a bit: "I'm going on a business trip to the United States. I may not be able to say goodbye to you face to face. Wait for me to come back."

As the Lunar New Year approached, everyone packed their bags and went home for a reunion, but Fu Yan actually had to go on a business trip.

"So suddenly?" Wen Shuli couldn't help frowning.

"Yes." Fu Yan paused, and still revealed to Wen Shuli: "Que Shen went to the United States to deal with the tax issues of the branch company, but disappeared for no reason. It has been nearly two weeks now, and I have to go to the United States."

Que Shen is Fu Yan's close friend like a brother, and Wen Shuli can understand his mood: "Okay, be careful on the road."

"Well, I might..." Fu Yan counted the time: "I can't make it back before the Chinese New Year."

"It's okay, and Fu Duo is with me, we are not left-behind children." Wen Shuli pretended to be relaxed: "Fu Yan."

Wen Shu was inexplicably uneasy: "Find Que Shen, come back early."

"Okay." Fu Yanzheng nodded.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Shuli asked Su Yu about his upcoming itinerary. The end of the year's itinerary was almost digested, and Sheng Kaijie hadn't been home for the New Year since he became a trainee.

After making some money after his debut, Sheng Kaijie also plans to go home and reunite with his family.Knowing his wish, Su Yu deliberately staggered the announcements before the Lunar New Year to give the three of them a holiday.

Back at the company, another short meeting was held, and then it was announced that the students would be disbanded on the same spot as if they were on vacation.

Sheng Kaijie and Niel were overjoyed at the same time: "Yeah, it's finally a holiday!"

"The two of you are not allowed to relax body management. Kaijie will record a variety show in the next year, and Niel will join the filming group." Su Yu nags: "And our first EP, which needs to be conceived during the holiday."

"Brother Yu, why didn't you say Ah Li?" Niel objected.

"Is Ah Li's self-control ability comparable to that of ordinary people?" Su Yu gave him a sideways look.

Niel's second counsel, Wen Shuli's self-discipline can be said to be outrageous: "No!"

Because he was going to fly abroad to see his mother the next day.

Before leaving, he pestered Wen Shuli to go to his house to eat hot pot to say goodbye. Wen Shuli thought about it, and Fu Yan was not at home anyway, so he asked Sheng Kaijie and Niel to go together, then called Su Yujianglan, and a group of people got in the nanny car and set off to the villa .

Fu Duozheng was writing papers with Chen Zhuo at home, and Wen Shuli also invited Man He and Chen Zhuo.

Manhe's recording studio was on vacation early, so he helped Aunt Lin.

To make a hot pot, you only need to prepare and wash the vegetables. Aunt Lin roasted lamb chops, roast chicken, and small biscuits and cakes, and continued to work.

"Aunt Lin, are you going to prepare too much?" Man He looked at the full table.

"No, no." Aunt Lin has entertained guests at home more times than she has received after working in Fu's house. The old man always likes to be more lively: "Little Madam said that not only you are here today, but also his other friends."

Man He was stunned for a moment, other friends - there must be Su Yu in there.

Sure enough, when he walked out of the kitchen, he saw Su Yu standing at the entrance, who had just changed his shoes and came in.

The eyes of the two met unexpectedly, and Man He looked away as if nothing had happened.

"Manhe, are you there too?" Jiang Lan spoke rashly first.

"Yes."

"Speaking of this, I haven't asked you yet, how did you go to make songs for Yaoshi's singer?" Jiang Lan picked up which pot he didn't open, and immediately started blah blah when he caught Man He.

Man He was a little overwhelmed: "Ah..."

"Damn! Brother Manhe has to eat, after all, he has to support the entire recording studio." Wen Shuli said cleverly: "I know this question, but Yaoshi gave too much."

"Really?" Jiang Lan put her arms around her chest and squinted her eyes: "No matter how much Yaoshi gave you, you can ignore the plagiarism of your work before."

Su Yu couldn't wait to follow up: "Yes."

He also only recently found out that Man River was plagiarized by Yaoshi Entertainment, and he couldn't help but feel sad and blame himself. It turned out that he really didn't know much about Man River all these years, and Man River had suffered more hardships than he imagined. Lots of land.

Man He glanced at Su Yu: "As Ah Li said, Yao Shi offered me 300 million invitations to make a song. I thought the deal was a good deal, so I agreed."

Jiang Lan thought about it seriously, seemed to accept this explanation, and snorted coldly: "300 million, Yaoshi is considered rich and powerful, but it's a pity that the performance of that song is not good."

"Until Death Boy" can be said to be the work with the worst response from Slow River in recent years.

But as a producer, Waterloo is nothing at all. He produces no more than a hundred songs a year, and there are nearly a hundred songs, and this one is really not bad.

Feng Congrui was different. He suffered setbacks one after another, coupled with the menacing arrival of similar artists, his resources were quickly devoured.

"I heard that Yaoshi is planning to give up Feng Congrui." Jiang Lan's gossip is always the most well-informed: "Zhang Li is busy promoting newcomers, he is younger and more obedient than Feng Congrui."

"Sister Lan, will you still like others when I'm old~" Niel immediately asked pitifully after hearing this.

Jiang Lan pinched his little face unceremoniously: "Yes, of course my sister likes fresh meat, picking yang to nourish yin."

Fu Duo, the little fresh meat who was coming down from upstairs, looked at Chen Zhuo and couldn't help shivering.

The long table was full of people, and the hot steam from the hot pot covered the windows with a layer of white mist.Su Yu graciously brought vegetables to Man He, but Man He quietly moved the bowl to the side, silently refusing.

Chen Zhuo noticed it keenly, and quickly reached out to pick up a few chopsticks of vegetables in the bowl of Man He.

"Brother Su Yu, my brother doesn't like lotus root slices."

Chen Zhuo thought it was because Su Yu gave Man He food that he didn't like, so Man He refused.

"Uncle." Man He corrected lightly.

"Oh," Chen Zhuo obediently called out, "Uncle Su Yu."

Su Yu: ...

The only woman present saw through everything, Jiang Lan sneered as she saw Su Yu trapped in the crematorium: "Yes!"

After the cups and cups were messed up, only Su Yu was restless the whole time, and he didn't know what to eat.

After everyone cleared the dining table, Man He took Chen Zhuo away, and Su Yu hurriedly followed to see them off.Jiang Lan led the two cubs: "Then follow me."

In the villa, only Wen Shuli and Fu Duo were left.

Fu Duo also knew about Fu Yan's business trip. Before leaving, Fu Yan called him and asked him to take good care of Wen Shuli.

"Dad is on a business trip, so you have to take good care of me." Fu Duo thought of a way, only by making excuses for Wen Shuli to come home more, can he look after him.

"Didn't you turn eighteen after the new year?" Wen Shuli glanced at him, "I guess your dad won't be able to come back to celebrate your birthday with you."

Originally, I thought that Fu Duo would say coolly: "I don't need to celebrate my birthday, that's what children celebrate." Unexpectedly, the cool kid directly covered his face with his hands, and said aggrievedly, "I'm so pitiful. Oh, this is the most important birthday in my life, my dad can't be by my side!"

Wen Shuli opened her mouth wide in shock, this turn of events was faster than turning the pages of a book.

"You...don't cry," Wen Shuli thought Fu Duo was really crying, and comforted him incoherently: "Isn't there still me to accompany you on your birthday? Tell me, how do you want to spend it?"

"The last time you said you would accompany me to Universal Studios, it still hasn't come true. You broke your promise and got fat." Fu Duo went online.

Wen Shuli is very shy about 'fat': "Bah bah, what are you talking about!"

"Anyway, leave your birthday to me, don't worry." Wen Shuli patted his chest and assured Fu Duo.

On the night Fu Yan left, it snowed again in the Imperial City.

Early the next morning, Wen Shuli woke up to find that the outside of the house was once again covered with snow, dazzlingly white.

Lie down in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and take a photo.

Send it to Fu Yan.

It should be near dusk on Fu Yan's side now, and he will receive a reply soon.

[Fu Yan]: It's snowing outside, so keep warm when you go out.

Wen Shuli pursed her lips, the old man would only be a father and an old Gong, and would not say anything romantic.

[Warm and swallowing]: The natural snow in the Imperial City is much more beautiful than the artificial snow you had before.

[Fu Yan]: Susu, I just sprinkled refrigerant in the air, and the snow that fell was real. In theory, there is no difference.

Boss Fu is honest and upright, fighting hard with reason.

On New Year's Eve, the snow that fell under the imperial city was a gift from Fu Yan to Wen Shuli.

And this secret, not many people know.

[Warm and swallowing]: Got it, got it~ You don't need to explain it so clearly.

Lying on the sofa, chatting with Fu Yan.

In fact, Fu Yan's reply was not timely, Wen Shuli sometimes drank some water, and sometimes finished eating a small biscuit before waiting for Fu Yan's reply.

But Wen Shuli was very patient, and continued to chat with him until noon.

With clues to Que Shen's whereabouts, Fu Yan said that he would be found soon and bring him back.

Wen Shuli felt relieved, maybe Fu Yan could rush back to spend Fu Duo's birthday with him.

"Little madam," Aunt Lin was wearing a coat, ready to go out: "I'm going out to do some shopping."

Wen Shuli raised her head: "Aunt Lin, what do you want to buy? I'll go with you."

"No, no, no." Aunt Lin waved her hand: "The driver will take me there."

Wen Shuli didn't insist on hearing that there was a driver to take her off, and continued to lie lazily on the floor.

As soon as the door was closed, he heard an exclamation from outside, it was Aunt Lin's voice.Wen Shuli hurriedly got up from the ground and ran to the door.

The door was covered with snow, and there were no footprints.

Sensing something was wrong immediately, Wen Shuli turned around, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying on a big soft bed, with iron rings on his hands and feet, stretched into four legs and unable to move.

With a black cloth covering his eyes, after Wen Shuli's vision is blocked, his hearing becomes sharp.

He tried to pull the iron chains on his hands and feet, but there was no elasticity.

Then listen to the surrounding movement, there is no sound.Is there no one else in this room except him?Wen Shuli frowned suspiciously and held his breath to listen again.

There was a light breathing sound beside him, as if he was standing beside his bed.

There was... someone next to his bed.

This realization made Wen Shuli lie on the bed without moving, cold sweat streaming down his back.

Who was lying beside his bed, Wen Shuli bit his lower lip, and the tip of his nose smelled a woody fragrance, which was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Where did he smell this fragrance.

Damn can't remember.

"Are you awake?" The man beside him asked, and Wen Shuli immediately recognized that it was Nangong Yuan.

"Little cutie, you must have recognized who I am?" Nangong Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at the person lying on the bed jokingly.

Wen Shuli was changed into a white silk nightgown, her fair complexion almost blended with the white sheets.

Although the cloth strips covered most of his face, the line of his jaw became more and more delicate, and the skin on his neck was fair and fragile, like a small animal struggling under Nangong Yuan's hands but unable to escape.

This kind of visual perception made Nangong Yuan's heart grow more violent.

"It's so pitiful, do you really want me to let you go?" Nangong Yuan's voice was soft and cold.

Wen Shuli pursed her lips and said nothing.

He really didn't want to see Nangong Yuan's disgusting face now, so it would be nice to just cover his eyes like this.

Seeing that Wen Shuli didn't respond, Nangong Yuan's eyes became more and more excited.

Sure enough, he was right, Wen Shuli is an interesting little guy.It looks fragile and fragile like glass, but it is actually full of tenacity, stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat.

"Do you not want to see me?" Nangong Yuan said harshly.

Wen Shuli remained silent.

Nangong Yuan slowly stretched out his hand and untied the cloth strips from Wen Shuli's eyes. The repeated light made him squint his eyes. In front of him was Nangong Yuan's pale and cloudy smiling face, full of ferocity and madness.

"Aren't you scared at all?" Seeing Wen Shuli's indifferent reaction, Nangong Yuan narrowed his eyes with interest.

"Why are you afraid?" Wen Shuli's clear voice was about to freeze into ice.

Nangong Yuan's smile continued: "That's great, I was worried that you were too scared to play this game!"

"You took so much trouble to tie me here just to play games?" Wen Shuli raised his arm and taunted Nangongyuan.

His arm could barely be lifted off the bed, and judging from the material and workmanship of the iron chain, it should be impossible for an ordinary person like him to break free.

"Yes, I need your cooperation." Nangong Yuan stretched out his hand and gently stroked Wen Shuli's delicate cheek.

Wen Shuli only felt a cold and poisonous snake crawling on his face, and felt extremely sick and uncomfortable.