Boss, did you speak well today?

Want to slip away?

Nangong Ran and Situ Se reached an agreement, intending to make Huabei's name appear in the first position of the leading role. As for the actual role, it will be controllable at that time, and they have the final say on who is more and who is less.

Su Xi's resignation is about to get bigger, and Nangong Ran has not yet won the favor of the heroine, so he has put a big stumbling block in his future pursuit of his wife.

Didn't Cao Miao look for Wu Mingxuan yet?

He made a phone call and heard from the trembling words of the other party that he had completed the task well, and at the same time mentioned another matter.

"In the morning, the people from your president's side came to me again, saying that someone had touched my camera before. After I said no, he forced me to ask who paid me?"

Su Xici frowned, "What did you say?"

"I think, no, just tell me, you see, that card, can, can it be destroyed." Wu Mingxuan said in a low voice.

"Work hard."

After speaking, Su Xici hung up the phone.

What's wrong with those photos?Obviously they are all real shots.

He specially asked Uncle Gu to call Huabei on the second day after the accident, saying that she had won the jackpot, and gave her the room card of his presidential suite, and asked her to stay there for one night and take pictures when she entered and exited.Afterwards, he paid for the suite to be cleaned and restored to its original state, and there would be no record at the front desk.

How could it be discovered?

He thought again of Max with his shaggy golden hair.

As soon as the call was made, Max complained: "Butler Su, have you heard of such a thing as a "contract for sale"? "

Su Xici's whole body was shocked, it's coming, the plot is late but it's coming, such an important plot is finally here.

"I've heard of it, I can write it for you." He said softly, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

"Thank you very much." Max only felt that the resignation at the moment exuded the brilliance of humanitarianism, "I didn't expect Steward Su to know this kind of thing, it sounds like he is going to do some illegal activities in modern society, and wants to have legal effect , I really can’t write it.”

"It's just a small hobby, you don't understand." The corner of Su Xici's mouth curled slightly.

Turning on the computer, listening to Max complaining in his ears, he quickly typed out the content of the contract in his hand that was not far from the original book.

It turned out that Nan Gongran learned that Cao Miao could not get any useful information from Wu Mingxuan, and planned to meet Huabei in person to pry out something.

They didn't know what they were muttering in the president's office, and within 10 minutes, he received a notice to write something like this.

As soon as the topic was opened, the distance between the two of them felt a lot closer. With a sympathetic tone, Max resigned to Su Xi on the other end of the phone: "President is back in China, have you been having a bad time recently?"

"It's okay, that's it." His answer was calm, neither good nor bad, as if a bystander was answering for him indifferently.

Max didn't expect that he didn't follow the words and complained about how difficult Nangong Ran was to serve. He had seen Nangong Ran's unreasonable troubles when he was working overtime in the manor before. This person has no grievances at all?

He felt that the other party hadn't regarded him as a friend yet, and felt resentful for a moment. Just at this moment, Su Xi's remarks were written and sent. Max thanked him a few words and hung up the phone.

Opening the computer file, he glanced at the content, his expression was indescribable.

"Max, why haven't you written what I asked you to write!"

Nangong Ran rushed out of the office and went to his desk to ask.

Max hurriedly covered the computer screen, and Nangong Ran became more curious when he saw this. He stretched out his head to look, and his eyes immediately pointed knives at him.

"I didn't write it, it was written by Steward Su!" He hurriedly separated himself and hid aside.

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"Butler Su, are you free?" the maid asked with a rag and detergent.

Su Xici adjusted his glasses, looked up from a pile of accounts, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The young master's cigarette butts in the living room burned scorched marks on the wooden table, and I couldn't clean it up for a few days." The servant said angrily, looking at him unconsciously with shame.

Su Xi got up and went to the living room, in front of the chair of the large desk, there was a clearly visible black cigarette burn mark on the high-quality walnut furniture.

He couldn't help covering the back of his left hand.

"I poured a lot of cleaners and couldn't wash it off. This trace can only stay here."

"Go and prepare some ammonia water, put some rubbing marks on your hands, and then wax it." Su Xi asked the maid to prepare things. He stood there, staring at the black scald mark with both eyes, and his vision couldn't help but become distracted. stand up.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sound of footsteps coming from behind him, which successfully brought him back to his thoughts.He took a step back to the side, seeing Aunt Mei coming in, showing a gentle smile.

"Why are you standing here in a daze?"

Su Xici glanced at the wooden table, and said nonchalantly: "It's nothing, I'm thinking about whether the manor should hold regular stain cleaning training for servants in the future."

"It is true that you should be trained so that you don't come to ask you what to do every time. You are a treasure chest. As long as they are in the manor, they don't even want to move their minds."

Aunt Mei murmured, and handed him the clipboard in her hand, "Some documents that require your signature, the statute of limitations is approaching."

"That's not the case. Inertia and teamwork have improved a lot. Now they only come to me for things they can't solve."

Su Xici helped them to speak a word of justice, took a pen from the table, carefully read the money and amount on it, and then wrote a comment and signed it.

"Su Xi." Nangong Ran's voice came from outside.

"Wait a minute." He replied loudly.

"come here quickly."

Su Xici read the previous few documents, they were all routine payment declarations in the manor, and the ink was gone, and he also signed the next few pages.

"Su Xi." The voice outside came from far away, and became more urgent.

After Su Xi signed his resignation, he frowned and found something was wrong.

This format is inconsistent with the documents he usually stipulates in the manor.

He opened the folder, flipped back, and pulled out one.

As soon as he raised his head, Nangong Ran leaned against the door of the living room, looking at him with a half-smile, which seemed to be a successful trick.

Aunt Mei smiled apologetically, and took away the remaining documents and splints, "These are really urgent."

Nangong Ran came in with long legs, and when she left, he snatched the paper out of his hand.

"Give it to me." Su Xici stretched out his hand to explore.

"No." Relying on his height and long legs, he held the paper above his head with a smile, glanced at it, "It's really signed, and there is a big "agree". "

"That doesn't count."

"It doesn't count. Article [-] of the "Contract of Selling One's Body" states that only Party A has the right to specify the effective and termination time of the contract."

He nimbly circled around, avoiding Su Xici's hand grabbing the paper.

"Second, during the contract period, Party B must have and only have one relationship partner with Party A. This clause is not valid for Party A... You are going to meet me, be careful."

Su Xi put on a hard face.

"Three... It's even more embarrassing. Party B must satisfy all the physical and psychological needs of Party A, no matter what time or occasion haha!"

Nangong Ran received a blow on the back of the head, and finally calmed down.

Su Xici's hand flew across the air quickly, trying to grab the paper in his hand, Nan Gongran covered his head with one hand, moved faster, and moved the hand holding the paper back reflexively.

"Give it to me." His lips trembled.

The smoke marks of being burned, the ridicule of being teased, the bullying who thought it was a joke... those memories began to flood up again without restraint.

"This is the unequal treaty you signed, how can you destroy it." Nangong Ran rubbed his head and leaned on the edge of the table beside him, "It's not like you, who can write such a thing."

The body in front of him got closer than before, and the hot air from Nangong Ran's neck and neckline gently brushed the pores on his face.

Su Xici turned his head to the other side in embarrassment.

"Want to slip away?" Nangong Ran propped his other hand on the edge of the table behind him, enclosing the people in the cramped space within half a meter.

Move your body back a little, and bend down so that your line of sight is at the same height as Su Xici.

"What are you thinking about every day, do you think that I will fall in love with this kind of person, and you want me to sign such a childish and ridiculous contract to tie him up? I can't think about it."

Su Xici shrank his body and leaned against the table, his face was reddish, and his breathing became short of breath.

"Now that you have signed it, can I ask you to do it exactly?" Nangong Ran tilted his head with great interest, and moved his face closer.

"Don't come near me..." He shrank his head and said in a low voice.

The hands in the sleeves were trembling, and the brain was constantly clamoring to fight back.

Both his subconscious and his body's subconscious reactions were warning him that if he didn't do anything, he would be seriously injured.

There was a trace of murderous intent and blood in the lowered eyes, Su Xici bit his lower lip and tried his best to prevent his hand from reaching out to him.

"Is it too close?" Nangong Ran sensed something was wrong with him, straightened up, retracted his hand, and backed away to a suitable distance, "I'm just kidding, don't mind, here you are."

Su Xici stretched out his hand to pick it up, but he could clearly feel the trembling of that hand.

"Come and get it, get it, you have the ability to get it, don't you want it hahaha..."

Su Xici shook his head in horror and withdrew his hand.

Stop laughing, stop laughing!

"You dare to touch a pervert..."

"He really dared to reach out hahaha..."

stop laughing! !

"It's okay." Nangong Ran realized that he was more serious than last time, and suddenly panicked.

The person who usually deals with billions of orders without blinking his eyes is standing in front of him like a fool at this moment, and with a slow reaction, he tore the so-called contract into pieces, crumpled it into a pile and threw it in the trash can.

"No, look, don't be afraid."

He tried to keep his tone as calm as possible, and comforted: "Since last time... I learned a method, you take a deep breath."

Finding that Su Xici didn't listen at all, he raised his hand and demonstrated patiently: "Don't worry, breathe slowly, come on, take a deep breath."

"He's provoking you."

"I look down on you!"

"Laughing at you, you coward hahaha..."

"Exhale...inhale...exhale..."

"Why didn't you kill him!"

"Quick, he is no different from those people, you are a piece of trash in their eyes."

"Trash hahaha... trash is with trash!"

"When did he ever look at you!"

"It's okay, I won't get close, right here, I won't get close to you."

"Susu, Susu..."

The shortness of breath gradually became calmer, the tense body gradually relaxed, and gradually regained normal consciousness, Su Xici's slack eyes focused on a certain place on the ground, and wiped the cold sweat off his face.

There was still a breath in the room.

He was going to laugh.

He tried several times to move the corners of his mouth, but his facial muscles hadn't fully recovered from the stiff state just now, which made his complexion look even weirder.

He should be smiling.

Su Xici timidly raised his head and looked at the only other person present.

Nangong Ran smiled softly at him, stood not far away, comforted him silently, and was relieved to see him regain his calm, happy for him, and asked with concern: "Are you okay? Is there anything wrong?" Comfortable?"

No sarcasm, no scorn, no disgust at him, a freak, he couldn't find any malice.

Su Xici lowered his head awkwardly.

He couldn't even face himself like this.

"Dinner is ready, I... go out first, you rest here first, don't worry, no one will disturb you." Nangong Ran said, and unconsciously lightened his footsteps, as if the sound of leather shoes on the wooden floor would make Su rest Some of the fear in Ci's body was hooked up again.

"Master..."

Nangong Ran put his hands on the handle, turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

The lamp in the living room cast a halo of light on the top of Su Xici's dark hair, diluting his whole body, almost scattered in the bright light, but it still couldn't dispel the moisture in the eyes covered by the broken hair. The deep red color is like crying blood.

Fragile, yet tenacious.

"Why... did you treat me like this?"

"I didn't mean it." Nangong Ran felt sorry for the second time.

The first time was in the kitchen.

"Take care of my emotions, cook for me, help me secretly from time to time, and care about me." He looked at him calmly.

I want an answer that will make him give up and be able to do it.

"It's just a trivial matter." Nangong Ran waved his hand indifferently, and his eyes were firmly grasped by the person who was about to be shattered by the light.

In an instant, an impulse surged in his heart.

He wanted to approach Su Xici, open his hands and hug him in his arms.

With all my strength, I hugged him tightly, dispelling all the anxiety and fear in his body.

Nangong Ran tightened his grip on the doorknob in his hand.

It's the only thing he can do now.

Embrace?This will only hurt him.

"Are these insignificant things the employer should take care of his subordinates?" Su Xici asked again blankly.

These insignificant little things are very important to him.

Nangong Ran regained consciousness, thought for a while, and said, "Maybe, they are friends."

"Friends..." What an unfamiliar word.

Su Xici never had any friends.

Maybe, it should be like this.he thought.

"Yes, friend." Nangong Ran reluctantly showed a relieved smile, his chest was stuffy like a ball of cotton.

He couldn't stay any longer, opened the door and fled outside without looking back.