I became a substitute for my brother

Zhou Xinyao's award made Shixing's status in the circle even higher, and Tao Heng's worth also increased a lot.

In the past few years, Tao Heng's reputation in the industry as the boss of World Star has grown, even surpassing many celebrities. The reason is that he is young, good-looking, has no bad habits, and is rich. In the eyes of many small artists, This is a sought-after sweet pastry, and there are countless people who want to climb into his bed.

In the evening, Zhou Xinyao sent him back and left. Tao Heng walked slowly into the gate of the villa on crutches.

This two-story single-family villa was bought by him with his own money a year and a half ago, and he bought it to decorate it according to his own preferences. He just moved in a while ago, and there are still many things that have not been packed.

After entering the door, he was about to turn on the light when he suddenly felt something was wrong, there was someone in the room!

"Who?" Tao Heng slapped the switch on the wall, raised the crutch in his hand, and assumed an attacking state.

"No, Mr. Tao, it's me."

With a soft and charming tone, a beautiful boy stood less than three meters in front of him. The temperature was more than ten degrees Celsius. He was wearing only a white shirt that reached to the heels of his legs. Under the shirt were two bare, thin white straight hair. Long legs, bare feet on the carpet.

The boy had beautiful chestnut hair, and blinked his eyes at Tao Heng at the door. His age between youth and teenager made him indistinguishable from male to female.

Tao Heng heaved a sigh of relief, threw his crutches on the shoe cabinet, and asked him, "Who let you in?"

Bai Zhou's tender white toes curled up, and he stepped forward two steps to Tao Heng's side, took his arm and acted like a baby, "I asked the cleaning aunt for the password on the door, you won't be angry with me, would you?"

"No," Tao Heng broke away from his arm and walked to the sofa, "put on your clothes, it's cold."

The house is equipped with floor heating, and the temperature is suitable. Bai Zhou felt that he was not cold at all, and even a little hot. He followed Tao Heng to the sofa, knelt aside, and rubbed Tao Heng's arm with his almost bare chest, " Have you been drinking? Do you have a headache? May I rub it for you?"

Tao Heng lazily loosened the tie knot that was choking him, closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa, "Rub it."

In order to enter the entertainment industry, Bai Zhou has learned a lot about serving others, and with proper maintenance, Tao Heng sighed in comfort at the soft and boneless feeling of his fingers covering his skin.

Encouraged by Bai Zhou, his finger moved down gradually.

"Don't move." Tao Heng grabbed the hand that was about to get into his chest.

Bai Zhou just didn't do anything, just knelt between his legs, put the other one between his legs, and his raised face was full of tenderness, "President Tao, I like you so much, let me How about serving you, I will be very obedient."

Tao Heng sighed.

In the past five years, he has seen too many such eyes.

When Qin Wenyuan no longer exists in his world, when his status climbs higher and higher with his career, and when he sees more and more people, he can also feel the so-called flattery and "heartbeat" of relying on power , Just like the boy in front of him who is not yet 20 years old, he keeps saying that he likes him, but Tao Heng knows that this is just a transaction of using his body as a bargaining chip in exchange for a place in the entertainment circle, not liking, let alone love.

Looking at them, Tao Heng seemed to see himself many years ago, but it was different, at least he loved Qin Wenyuan.

The price of love is destruction. When he was completely destroyed in this love, his heart also withered, and it seemed difficult for him to give his sincerity. However, the life of these few years made him realize that instead of talking about feelings, it is better to talk about feelings. It's more realistic to turn it into a transaction.

"I'm not in the mood to serve you today. Go up and find a room to sleep in." Tao Heng peeled him off and pointed to the stairs, "Except for the master bedroom."

Bai Zhou pouted, reluctantly stood aside, but didn't move.

Tao Heng rubbed his temples, and told him: "Then you go get me a basin of footwashing water, the water should be hot."

Hearing that there was something to do, Bai Zhou quickly cheered up, "Okay, I'll go right away!"

After a while, Bai Zhou put a basin of hot footwashing water at Tao Heng's feet, and squatted on the ground to take off his socks.

Tao Heng let him move until he put his feet into the comfortable foot-washing water, and he said: "The costume drama directed by Chen Che lacks a male third, you can go to Sister Na to ask for it, and just say I said it. "

Bai Zhou quickly said happily: "Thank you Mr. Tao!"

Tao Heng waved his hand, "Satisfied, go to sleep, don't disturb me."

Bai Zhou wanted to get on the bed, even if it wasn't for the sake of his future, a good-looking person like Tao Heng wouldn't lose money if he did it with him, but Tao Heng didn't mean it and he couldn't force it, so he stood up and said, "Okay then, I'll go up." Now, you should rest early too."

Tao Heng's foot has not healed, or he doesn't know if he will be able to heal in this life, but he is very satisfied with the recovery to this level. He loves his feet very much. He soaks his feet every day, heats them up, and recovers. Done, the rest is up to God.

After soaking his feet, he went upstairs to rest, and just laying down on the bed, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was a text message from an unsigned but very familiar number: Good night.

This number reappeared in the phone after five years, and Tao Heng stared at it for a long time before turning off the phone and throwing it aside.

Tao Heng went to the company early the next morning, and took Bai Zhou away with him. When he got off the car, Bai Zhou waited by the side, and when Tao Heng came out, they entered the building together. The camera kept snapping.

Bai Zhou didn't have any works, and it was the first time he was photographed by the paparazzi. He grabbed Tao Heng's arm in a panic, "Mr. Tao is photographing us, will he write indiscriminately?"

Tao Heng glanced at his hand grabbing his sleeve, and said, "Don't you want to be famous, this is a good opportunity."

Bai Zhou quickly let go of his hand, although he really wanted to be popular, but he still didn't want to be black and red.

Tao Heng saw through his thoughts, hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly, raised his hand and patted his back, and then walked into the building step by step with his crutches on.

He didn't see it, just across the road, a pitch-black Bentley was parked by the side of the road, the windows were down, Qin Wenyuan was sitting in the car, watching the backs of the two people who were getting further and further away without blinking, his eyes gradually stained with blood.

"Mr. Qin, please relax," Sun Lang said boldly, "Mr. Tao and that child are fine."

"Have you investigated everything?" Qin Wenyuan said in a deep voice.

"Yes," Sun Lang said firmly, "that kid's name is Bai Zhou, and he's a new artist signed by World Star. He pestered Mr. Tao a few times, probably because he was anxious for resources, but Mr. Tao didn't spend the night with him. "

"Didn't spend the night together?" Qin Wenyuan sneered, "Then why did they come here in the same car early in the morning?"

Sun Lang paused, "Sorry, I will check again."