Mr. Lu was heartbroken after I left

Xu Zhuoyang's voice was trembling, "Lu Beiye..."

When did he become like this?

Strangeness made him sick, even when he knew he was cheating, he didn't feel as sad as this moment, it was like the candy he had loved carefully for many years suddenly changed its taste, it was so disgusting that it made people sick.

He never thought that they would come to this point. The moment all the words came out made his heart feel like it fell to the bottom. Nothing hurts more than the words just now.

It turned out that he was so humble in the eyes of his beloved, an actor, a clown, and an ant.

Even if he didn't look up, he could still imagine Lu Beiye's expression at that time, he must be looking down at the humble and insignificant him with arrogance and disgust...

"I won't stop you, you can try, I will do what I say." Lu Beiye stood up slowly, smoothing his coat that was a little wrinkled due to the movement.

He turned and left. At the moment the door closed, his mood was extremely depressed. He had long lost the pleasure of revenge. He seemed to have forgotten what his original intention of coming here was. When he saw Xu Zhuoyang was going to leave him, his reason He was completely swallowed up by anger and panic, and he didn't even have time to think about what he said.

So what if he hurt someone, so what if he went too far, his goal was achieved.

Xu Zhuoyang must not dare to leave...

But he obviously underestimated Xu Zhuoyang.

After he left, Xu Zhuoyang sat with his head down for a long time, smoking the cigarettes in his pocket one after another, and finally he was relieved when the cigarette box was empty.

He stood up calmly, smoothed the wrinkles on the sofa, put the pillow back in place, took the ashtray to the bathroom to rinse it, dried it and put it back on the coffee table.

He stood at the door with a suitcase and looked around. He had pulled out the photo on the stage at the door, leaving only a white negative. There was no trace of his life in the room, and everything was as if he had just arrived. same time.

"Goodbye, Mr. Lu."

He turned off the light, everything went dark, the room was deserted and there was no one at all, he closed the door of the apartment, and got off the elevator with the suitcase.

Where to go?

Sleepy Xu Yan heard the doorbell, got out of bed wearing big underpants, and opened the anti-theft door impatiently. Xu Zhuoyang outside the door frightened him, and he woke up instantly.

"elder brother?!"

Xu Zhuoyang nodded, squeezed into the room from beside him, opened the suitcase, and put everything away in a familiar manner without saying a word.

Xu Yan closed the door, looked at Xu Zhuoyang who was busy there with a dazed expression, and asked, "Do you want to go home? Brother, what happened to you and your roommate? Did you quarrel?"

Without raising his head, Xu Zhuoyang replied coldly, "He loves to pick up trash, and he has a dirty mouth, so I don't want to be with him anymore."

Xu Yan scratched his head in confusion.

That man looks very rich, why does he still have the hobby of picking up trash?

"Go to bed early, don't ask me what you have." Xu Zhuoyang prevaricated him casually, pushed him into the room roughly, and closed the door.

I went into the next bedroom by myself and had a sleepless night.

The next day.

He lay on the bed and didn't get up for a long time. The phone in his hand rang over and over again, and he just listened quietly without reaching out to answer it.

Looking at the empty apartment, Lu Beiye panicked. After receiving a call from Assistant Yan and knowing that Xu Zhuoyang would not open the door, he came over in person. After entering the door, he found that Xu Zhuoyang was no longer there...

He searched the whole apartment but couldn't find Xu Zhuoyang's figure, even took away all his things without leaving any trace of him, as if he had never been here before.

He called tirelessly, over and over again, but he didn't realize that his fingertips were trembling slightly when he dialed the phone.

I kept praying in my heart to answer the phone quickly. I don't know how many times, I was finally connected by the other side. Before the other side could speak, he couldn't wait to ask, "Where are you? Why aren't you at home?"

Xu Zhuoyang sneered, "Home? That's Mr. Lu's house, how could it be my home?"

Lu Beiye pressed his temple irritably, and ordered in a cold voice, "Tell me where you are now."

Xu Zhuoyang hung up the phone without paying attention, and then turned on mute, Ren Lu Beiye didn't want to talk to him no matter what.

He didn't pay attention to Lu Beiye's threats at all. Of course he was no match for Lu Beiye, but there was always a way to get out of the way. He couldn't be led by the nose just because of a few words.

Xu Yan cooked two bowls of instant noodles for the two of them for breakfast, and before Xu Zhuoyang finished eating, the manager sent another message.

[The endorsement that was negotiated a few days ago suddenly said that it would be replaced. I got news from here that the new spokesperson is Yuan Yi, a newcomer from Yueteng Entertainment. 】

Xu Zhuoyang looked at the message, and suddenly another text message popped up.

【The people there told me that it was because you offended someone. 】

Biting his chopsticks, Xu Zhuoyang replied irritably: 【I offended Lu Beiye. 】

After the message was sent, there was a sudden silence.He buckled the phone, and Xu Yan, who was sitting across from him, asked in a low voice, "Brother, do you have something on your mind?"

Xu Zhuoyang shook his head listlessly.

Xu Yan hesitated for a long time, then said in a low voice, "Brother, I've been looking for a job for the past few days. I'll give you a month's rent."

Xu Yan looked sincere, Xu Zhuoyang looked up at him for a while, then lowered his head in silence, and said softly, "Forget it, your salary is not enough for me to buy a pair of insoles."

Xu Yan, "..."

He really wanted to put the noodle soup on this guy...

Xu Zhuoyang felt like an old lady who had her heart broken.

Xu Yan's temper is violent, straightforward, simple-minded, and stubborn. He is really worried that he will go out to work, and he is inevitably a little worried that he will be deceived.

He quietly raised his head to look at Xu Yan who looked disappointed after being hit by him, and said tentatively, "How about you become my assistant, and I will pay you every month."

Xu Yan regained his energy all of a sudden, his eyes lit up, "Okay!"

Xu Zhuoyang lowered his head silently.

He said so, but he didn't expect Xu Yan to do anything.

What he hopes is to let Xu Yan join the Xu family's current company, which is a company built with his money. He doesn't want the person sitting in it in the future to be the son of his mother's enemy, Xu Luo who is like a waste...

Xu Yan excitedly wanted to go out with Xu Zhuoyang after the two had breakfast. Xu Zhuoyang pushed him back, found a bunch of information for him, and told him to understand everything before going out with him. Xu Yan seemed to have obtained something important. Mission, nodding with a serious face, watched Xu Zhuoyang leave.

Lan Lin was sitting in the car and was waiting for him downstairs. Xu Zhuoyang saw the Mercedes-Benz at a glance. He opened the door and sat on the co-pilot. Lan Lin beside him had an ugly expression.

Lan Lin asked, "What's going on?"

She still couldn't figure it out, if Xu Zhuoyang had a quarrel with Mr. Lu, and Mr. Lu asked someone to change the spokesperson, then the one who changed should be an artist from Fengying Entertainment, not Yuan Yi, who recommended the rival company.

Xu Zhuoyang said ambiguously that he had a quarrel with Lu Beiye, and Lu Beiye was so angry that he never told Lan Lin about the unspeakable relationship between the two.

"What's the matter with Yuan Yi? That Yueteng entertainment artist who looks very similar to you."

Xu Zhuoyang touched his chin, and said meaningfully, "Maybe he has a good relationship with Mr. Lu."

Lan Lin frowned, "The important thing in this situation is not the spokesperson anymore, but how you should apologize to Mr. Lu for offending Mr. Lu."

Xu Zhuoyang said casually, "Apologize? I did nothing wrong."

Lan Lin freed her hand, patted the back of his head with a palm, and said coldly, "Don't be silly, today is the last day, right?"

Xu Zhuoyang felt the pain, rubbed the back of his head, and replied, "If there are no special circumstances, it will be finished today."

Lan Lin sighed softly and said, "Behave well, I'll take care of this matter, you don't have to worry."

Xu Zhuoyang nodded, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Today's scene is the last one, and it is also the real contest between him and Yuan Yi...

In an abandoned factory, a half-thrown corpse lay on a simple iron bed. The whole heart was taken out and put aside. Yuan Yi was wearing a white coat, holding a blood-stained hand in his blood-stained hand. scalpel.

He slowly turned around and looked at Xu Zhuoyang who was standing behind him, with a strange smile, "Brother, you are one step late again, everyone is already dead."

"Oh, that's right." Yan He nodded his mouth with a bloody hand, "This child seems to be my brother's niece, and she seems to like him very much."

Shan Wu stepped forward, he took off his black uniform, and covered the naked corpse, his eyes were deep, making it impossible to see what emotion he was in, he asked in a calm voice, "Do you hate me so much?" Mother? The people you killed were all girls born on the same day as her, so what's wrong with these girls?"

Yan He took a step forward, and was so close to Shan Wu that he could almost feel each other's breath, and said softly, "Of course they are right, but I am also right, why should I suffer such a catastrophe?"

"All the suffering will be borne by me, because my body suffers from hidden diseases after saving you, but you are standing here healthy, and the adopted family is also your best. Good people will never be rewarded."

"Father died of blood cancer, but now I am also suffering from this terminal disease, and I have less than five months to live. I hope that I can bring a deep memory to my brother during the last time in this world."

"They are my funeral objects, and they are also gifts for you."

The scalpel in Yan He's hand suddenly lifted up, stabbing at Shan Wu, Shan Wu took it effortlessly, his hand held Yan He's wrist, and with a sudden force on his hand, Yan He's scalpel was not affected. Out of control.

Shan Wu looked at him with eyes full of contempt and contempt, he let go of his hand, rather disgusted, wiped the knuckle fingers that had touched him on the front of his clothes, and said mockingly, "You think you are very pitiful, but I just think you deserve it, Yan He, you deserve everything you have done now!"