In the surrogate abuse article, I am possessed by the drama

There was no movement inside the door, but the half-open door was pushed open by his knocking. He saw Mo Songlin with his back facing here, looking at the computer, and the promotional video of the TV series played by Jiang Yu was playing on the screen.

"You can bear it—" Mo Songlin put his hand on the edge of the table, and tapped the table with his fingers.

"Mr. Mo..." Jiang Yu walked in bravely and closed the door behind him.

Mo Songlin didn't speak, and didn't look back. He was still watching the video on the computer. He used the computer version of Weibo. When the video reached the end, he automatically played the next one. Yu and Fu Qingxu were wearing ancient costumes and were gesticulating in the venue, while the lighting master beside them was adjusting the light, and there was a lot of noise in the background.

"What time did you come back?"

Mo Songlin stared at the two fuzzy figures on the screen, Jiang Yu's face with makeup seemed to be much more immature, and the deliberate deep expression made his demeanor not match the immature face, but All of this was very much like the person in Mo Songlin's heart.

At that time, Qin Huai was so young and with a calmness that was not in line with young people. Mo Songlin could never forget every frown and smile.

He straightened up slowly, and clicked the pause button with the mouse. Jiang Yu's figure was fixed on the screen. He sat forward and stared straight at Jiang Yu's face on the screen.

On the screen, Jiang Yu and Fu Qingxu stood together, one tall and the other short, one mature and stable, the other immature and lively, they were talking about something with a smile, and they looked like an indescribable match.

Mo Songlin also felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

Those three years of high school were imprinted in his heart every minute and every second. He looked at that person like an untouchable bright moonlight, which was reflected in his pupils all the time, but he had never been able to touch it. .When that person goes to the stadium or the music room, there are always countless noisy voices around him, and the person in the crowd is dazzling, but Mo Songlin can only stand blankly outside the crowd, watching everyone He took it away, and everyone was blocked between him and that person, and that person didn't see him, nothing at all.

——He wanted that person to only see him in his eyes.

"You two have a good relationship?" Mo Songlin asked suddenly.

"Ah..." Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment: "It's so-so--that's the film king, how can I discuss the relationship with him..."

Mo Songlin turned his chair and looked at him straight in the eye: "But I heard from Feng Qiu that he went to the crew to find you after the show, and the crew said that you went out to eat with him."

"I..." Jiang Yu's eyes flickered for a moment: "Senior Fu is very kind and taught me a lot. I... just wanted to thank him and treat him to a meal..."

Mo Songlin looked at him, with strange emotions surging in his black eyes. He watched the child grow up from 16 years old to the present, and he knew the child's temper well, so he dared to let him out of his sight temporarily. This kid obviously never lied to him...

"After only going out for a few days, you've learned to play tricks on me—" Mo Songlin's voice was deep and slow.

Jiang Yu froze: "Mo, Mr. Mo, what are you talking about?"

"What am I talking about?" Mo Songlin stared at him, and chuckled lightly: "I heard that you were picked up by a famous director in the circle for the first time, right?"

Jiang Yu shrank his head, as if he was a little scared, but he still nodded.

"That's great——" Mo Songlin put his hands on the table, pointing his fingers little by little: "I think you don't have to go to the set tomorrow."

Jiang Yu froze for a moment, raised his head, and stared at him blankly: "Why?"

"No reason, stay in the room honestly, tomorrow I will send someone to tell the director that you will not act."

"Yes, but the contract has been signed, if you don't make an auction, you will have to pay liquidated damages..."

"I paid the little money, you don't need to worry about these things, go to bed." Mo Songlin turned his chair back and stopped looking at him.

The sound of Jiang Yu pushing the door and going out was heard in the room for a long time.

That little money...

Jiang Yu was amused, the original owner was imprisoned in this cage for four years, Mo Songlin was a person who was unwilling to provide food and clothing, the first sum of money he was willing to spend on him was actually a hush money that ruined his career.

What about next, he broke the contract halfway and offended the big director in the industry, and he will never embark on the career of an actor, not to mention that with Mo Songlin's character, I am afraid that on the second day after he withdraws from the crew, Mo Song Lin will pay for him to "cleanse" his identity and delete all traces of him on the Internet. At that time, he will still be detained in the villa, and no one will remember him. Even if he escapes by chance and calls the police, the villa will Everyone in the house will testify for Mo Songlin, saying that he is a rebellious adopted son with a weird temper - no one would believe that there is no hot soup in such a big house.

"Why..." Jiang Yu murmured.

"Does the family need you to earn this little money? Go back to your room and stay!"

"Home..." Jiang Yu murmured again: "Is this my home?"

Mo Songlin's back froze, and he turned his head suddenly: "What did you say?!"

"I thought this result of my hard work would make you happy..." Jiang Yu's voice was soft and small, and his crow-feather-like eyelashes gradually drooped down: "I thought so at first."

"Do I need your ability?" Mo Songlin said coldly.

"No, of course not, you just need me to listen to you." Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and smiled, then raised his head suddenly, and looked at Mo Songlin bewilderedly.

——There was a ray of resentment in that gaze that made Mo Songlin shudder.

Mo Songlin was stunned suddenly, he couldn't believe it when he saw the little stand-in who had been well-behaved for four years showing his sharp minions in a few words.

That's right - he, Mo Songlin, also sometimes went astray.

Mo Songlin picked up the landline on the desk, which was connected to the butler's room: "Uncle Wang, call a few people over and take Jiang Yu..."

"What are you going to do with me?" Jiang Yu stood there motionless, looking at Mo Songlin calmly.

"You know what will happen if you don't obey?" Mo Songlin squinted with cold eyes.

"I don't know." Today, Jiang Yu seemed to have some rebellion, his spine was straight, but it seemed to be crushed at any time: "I have always been obedient, you can treat me as you want."

As he spoke, he took a sudden breath and suppressed the tears of grievance in his eyes, but his trembling voice easily exposed his crying, and his hands hung on both sides of his body, constantly kneading the corners of his clothes: "Anyway... I'm useless."

Mo Songlin slowly put down the phone, looked at the face that looked like Bai Yueguang's face was red and swollen from crying, suddenly he was speechless: "You...why do you think so?"

Jiang Yu glanced at him as if asking for help, as if the sharp attitude just now was the shell of his bluff, his inside was fragile and soft, just a single word could hurt him to pieces.He twitched the corner of his mouth again and pulled out an ugly smile, erecting his sharp shell to resist Mo Songlin: "Why do you think that? Otherwise, what else could I think? President Feng Qiu told me that there are many people outside Mr. Mo, Said that you have been tired of me for a long time, and after a while, I will be abandoned by you..."

Mo Songlin opened his mouth, suddenly flustered for no reason: "He..."

Jiang Yu interrupted him suddenly: "I already knew what he said!"