Mistress Her Brother [Transmigration Book]

This confession did not come out until the end.

Because before that, Lu Xiaodong's phone call, after Song Xing, completely destroyed the charming atmosphere that was finally brewed.

"I said bro, can you stop disappearing halfway through the game again?" Lu Xiaodong said with a sigh of desolation in his words, "Director Hu still wants to talk to you about a new show, In the end, after searching for a long time, I didn’t see you, and then I gave you an excuse, saying that you went back to the hotel to rest first, and then got in there! What about you, where did you go at night?”

"Going back to the hotel." Nie Ziye's words made Lu Xiaodong speechless, holding his breath in his throat.

"You... you're really good, you really went back to the hotel!" Lu Xiaodong spoke to him almost in a breathy voice, and he always felt powerless for his big star. "Where is Song Mo, are you with me too?"

"Director Hu contacted Sister Wen about work matters. The company has regulations that artists are not allowed to pick up jobs privately. It is better to find her directly." Nie Ziye said, "I am indeed with Xiaomo. As for going back to the hotel...I feel tired Let's go back to the hotel, any questions?"

Lu Xiaodong was stunned for a long time before he realized what this sentence meant.He lowered his voice, with a slightly wretched expression: "Are you going to take action against Xiao Song? Confess tonight? Did you succeed?"

"...No." Nie Ziye squeezed the word through his teeth with a frosty expression.

"Why can't it work? I think Xiao Song has a good impression of you..." Lu Xiaodong was just halfway through speaking when he suddenly thought that the time of his call seemed wrong, and he seemed to be hindering others from falling in love.

The people on both ends of the phone were silent for a few seconds at the same time. Lu Xiaodong wished he could bang his head against the wall to give himself amnesia, or use a time machine to travel back in time. If he had known that he would not have called Nie Ziye at this time.

With his toes, he could tell what kind of expression Nie Ziye would use to look at himself the next day.

Just as Lu Xiaodong was about to say an apology, he heard Song Mo, who had already finished talking with Song Xing, come over and asked Nie Ziye, "Who is it?"

Nie Ziye replied calmly, "Lu Xiaodong."

Song Mo continued to be curious: "It's so late, what are you talking about?"

Nie Ziye: "It's about work."

Lu Xiaodong: "..." Although what he said was true, why did he feel so guilty?

He just wanted to pretend to finish talking on the phone so that he could hang up quickly so as not to disturb the two of them being alone, but Nie Ziye didn't intend to hang up: "Brother Lu, what did you just say?"

Even the word "Brother Lu" came out.Lu Xiaodong was flustered, and then he found that after a brief noise, the phone seemed to be switched to the public release mode, and he could even hear Song Mo's whispering voice.

This Nie Ziye, he is having a hard time, and he won't make it easy for others!My heart is completely dark!

"Tell me about it too?" Song Mo said beside him.

Lu Xiaodong couldn't get off the tiger, so he could only search his brains for the news he had inquired about and said, "Zi Ye, be mentally prepared. I saw that Zheng Haoran asked someone to take pictures of you drinking at the dinner party before. I will definitely post the photos on Weibo. It is estimated that I will deliberately leak my whereabouts tomorrow, so that you will be blocked by fans, so that the relationship between you and him will be even more unclear."

Song Mo quickly logged into Weibo with his mobile phone and found Zheng Haoran's account: "No, his latest Weibo was posted yesterday."

Zheng Haoran's image on Weibo is a playful, funny and a little squeamish boy paper, who likes to act like a baby with fans, always acts cute in selfies, and lives like a two-year-old at the age of 20.Seeing this, Song Mo felt chills. To describe it in two words: Hypocritical.

But fans still like him, because of this kind of personality, even if he offends others on the show, some people will wash him out as "unsophisticated", "upright" and "true temperament".Even the previous video of Zheng Haoran's near-failure with Nie Ziye in the backstage of the TV station was stopped by Anthony, and some people accused Nie Ziye of playing big names and being more popular than Jealous Xiao Xianrou.

Nie Ziye was only jealous of Zheng Haoran when his head was kicked by a donkey.As for whether it is popular or not... the popularity accumulated in the talent show comes and goes quickly. If Zheng Hao doesn’t have any good works, basically after a year or so in the circle, there will be no such person. It's different from Nie Ziye's step-by-step, down-to-earth path.

And if it wasn't for relying on Nie Ziye's hype, it would not be easy for Zheng Haoran to squeeze into the top three of "Flourishing and Prosperous". He has no money and no background.

So Nie Ziye didn't take him seriously at first, and so did Wenju and Lu Xiaodong.

But right now it wasn't that Nie Ziye insisted on dragging Lu Xiaodong to talk about "work" because he was having a hard time.

It would also deceive a pure child like Song Mo.

Lu Xiaodong felt even more guilty when he heard that Song Mo was still seriously looking through Weibo on the phone: "He...he may have bribed the staff, but he didn't take a picture? Then Ziye's luck is pretty good... ..."

"What kind of luck, I think it might be because I happened to block it?" Song Mo took a moment to think, and recalled the positions of the three of them at that time. No matter from which angle they candidly shoot, he would be in the mirror, so that they can shoot It's a ghost when it comes to the photo that Zheng Haoran wants.

"Stealing a chicken won't cost you a lot of rice." Song Mo quietly blinked at Nie Ziye, and then said into the phone, "Don't worry about tomorrow, Brother Lu, that little fresh meat will definitely not take the initiative to appear in the public eye, I dare you Guaranteed!"

"Ok?"

Not only Lu Xiaodong, but even Nie Ziye asked, "Did you prick his acupuncture points?"

Song Mo shook his head and said, "I didn't stab him, I stomped on him."

"..."

Nie Ziye reacted faster than Lu Xiaodong. He immediately said, "The acupuncture points are on the feet? I see you patted his chest at night?"

"Do you still remember this little detail?" Song Mo laughed, his eyes brightened.He thought his movements were very subtle, but being discovered by Nie Ziye did not make him feel unhappy, on the contrary, he was quite happy that he could notice his movements.

Lu Xiaodong slandered silently on the other end of the phone. The point probably wasn't "acupuncture points" but "patching chest", so Nie Ziye especially remembered it, right?

"When these acupoints are stimulated, how will he react?" Nie Ziye asked.

If he remembered correctly, the last person who was so provoked by Song Mo still had diarrhea until he was caught at the police station.

"I don't know about that." Song Mo spread his hands innocently, "The symptoms I mentioned are all true. The stagnation in his body really needs to be properly channeled and detoxified. But there are so many ways to detoxify, and each person's constitution It's different, and even I'm not sure."

...But the process must not be very pleasant.

Lu Xiaodong seemed to have found a chance to hang up the phone, he hurriedly said: "Then I will keep an eye on Zheng Haoran tomorrow morning to see if he has changed, and I will contact you when the time comes, hang up first, good night."

It can be regarded as hanging up, and his life will be reduced by several years after this call.

Song Mo also politely said "good night" to Lu Xiaodong, and then began to yawn.

Nie Ziye rubbed his hair: "Go back to sleep if you're sleepy, I'll take you back to your room."

"It's just next door, no need to send it off, I'll go back by myself." Song Mo waved to him, put away his phone, and yawned again as he walked.

Woke up at five o'clock in the morning to open the store, didn't have time to rest at noon, and spent energy on socializing at night, not to mention Song Mo, even the strong Nie Ziye felt tired.

Although he didn't feel tired when he was with Song Mo, after Song Mo left his sight, Nie Ziye fell down on the bed without caring about his appearance.

I don't even want to take a bath, I feel tired all over my body.

There was an environment for the two of them to be alone, and the romantic scenery was also seen, but that sentence was never said, either because the timing was wrong, or because someone interrupted, Nie Ziye was physically and mentally exhausted, and also a little irritable.

He wanted to be willful even when the phone rang, so he simply put the phone aside and refused to answer it.

But when he saw the caller ID, he sat up abruptly and rubbed his face: "...Brother?"

When Nie Ziye picked it up, his head was still a little empty, even a little unbelievable, until he heard his brother's unmistakable voice and said, "Aye, I'm really sorry that I couldn't contact you in time. "

"Don't talk about those nonsense, where have you been during this time, why can't anyone contact you?" Nie Ziye asked like a cannonball, "When will you come back, do you know what happened in the company recently? "

"I know it all, but it's too late when I know it." Nie Xuyang coughed a few times, and he was tired from hearing the voice, Nie Ziye couldn't help but frowned.

"you are sick?"

"It's a small matter, nothing serious." Nie Xuyang smiled, "I don't have much to say on the phone, I'll talk about the specifics when I get back. I've heard about everything in the company. It's good that you handed in a few My friend, I am very relieved for you."

Nie Ziye frowned even tighter, and his lips moved slightly, realizing that now is not a good time to ask, because Nie Xuyang's "inconvenient" sentence reminded him that his brother's phone might be bugged, so She could only hint at him secretly.

This shows that Nie Xuyang has indeed found something, and it may be something very important to the mastermind behind the scenes, so he touched the opponent's bottom line and was secretly monitored by the opponent.

Nie Xuyang didn't want to scare the snake away. He must have grasped something about the other party, so he notified Nie Ziye first.

And Nie Ziye and him are indeed brothers, and he quickly realized: "Are you going back to China?"

"Yes."

"Then we'll talk about the specifics when you come back. I also have something to tell you." Nie Ziye also said tactfully.

He was referring to Cheng Lu's car accident, and certain traces left at the scene made him suspicious of his parents' car accident.

Who knows that Nie Xuyang joked after listening: "Are you trying to say that I'm going to have a sister-in-law soon? I'm a very open-minded parent. Regardless of the person's appearance, background or gender, as long as you like it, I will support you unconditionally. "

Nie Ziye: "..."

Nie Xuyang clearly said that there was not much time, and to make a long story short, he still had the heart to tease others. Nie Ziye finally realized Lu Xiaodong's speechless mood.

Boss Nie: "Oh, I see, is it because the person hasn't caught up yet, are you embarrassed to tell me?"

"...It's very late, brother, you should go to bed earlier." Nie Ziye said indifferently.

"Your words can be condensed into 'get out'." Nie Xuyang laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, coughed a few more times, finally managed to catch his breath, and finally said to him with a smile, "The plane in the morning the day after tomorrow, you Remember to pick me up."

"Don't worry, I will remember."

After Nie Xuyang hung up the overseas call, Nie Ziye didn't feel sleepy anymore. He rubbed his forehead and opened the tablet, and read the document about Cheng Lu's car accident from beginning to end.He remembered what the policeman in charge of investigating the car accident said: "As long as the evidence is sufficient, no matter how many years the murderer escapes, he will not be able to escape the punishment of the law."

Now, the murderer is getting closer and closer to them, which also shows that his side will become less and less safe.

Nie Ziye was suddenly thankful that he hadn't said that sentence yet.

……

The next day, Song Mo woke up naturally after sleeping. He cleaned himself up briefly, then habitually walked to the next room and pushed open the half-hidden door of Nie Ziye.

Before I walked in, I heard Lu Xiaodong's passionate voice: "Did you see this morning, a large number of reporters were waiting downstairs to take pictures of you and Zheng Haoran, and it turned out that Zheng Haoran came out from the back door. But he was very unfortunate. Some paparazzi were waiting at the back door of the hotel, and he happened to bump into him, and even took off his mask! Guess what..."

Nie Ziye packed her luggage by the bed without even lifting her eyelids.

On the contrary, Song Mo was very interested in this matter, and hurriedly asked him, "What happened next?"

Nie Ziye's hand stopped, deliberately controlled his gaze not to look at him, and continued to pack his things silently.

Song Mo gave him a strange look, but he didn't pay much attention to it, only thinking that he didn't sleep well at night and was angry about getting up in the morning.He also naturally picked up the breakfast on the bedside table from Nie Ziye, and waited for Lu Xiaodong to continue talking while eating.

"You can't imagine..." Lu Xiaodong said with joy, "Zheng Haoran's face is full of pimples, full of pustules! Tsk tsk, that image, let's not talk about it...I'm afraid I'll spit out my breakfast."

Song Mo ate half of the steamed stuffed bun, and finally swallowed it down: "This shows that the evil fire in his heart is quite strong."

"That's a level of evil that ordinary people can't compare to." Lu Xiaodong shook his head with a lingering fear expression on his face.

Zheng Haoran was also unlucky. Not only did he get pimples on his face and his mask was taken off, he was also photographed with a face full of pimples, and immediately acted like an online fan.

And the fans are still falling, and the stock plummeting is not so ruthless.

Zheng Haoran's manager was going crazy with anger: "What are you doing leaking your itinerary to the paparazzi when you have nothing to do? What are you doing when you have nothing to do! You are doing well now, what are you going to do?"

Delete photos, invite trolls, take the rhythm, buy trending searches... which one is free?

Zheng Haoran's face was gloomy, he clenched his hands into fists, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong: "It must have been done by that bastard, he must have done something to me last night."

"What can an ordinary child do to you, and how can there be such a special medicine that you can break out acne overnight after taking it? It must be that you accidentally ate something that you are allergic to last night. Can others still treat it like this? Let you eat the head?" The manager was furious, and if he made a mistake, he would be wrong, and he was stubborn, how would this kind of personality survive in the entertainment industry in the future?

"Look at what you did. Now Nie Ziye is stuck in the hotel and can't leave. In the future, someone else will blame you for this."

Zheng Haoran hung up the phone abruptly, not wanting to listen to the manager's rambling anymore, the assistant around him looked at him tremblingly, he stared angrily, and made another call.

"Hey, I have a business order here, do you want to accept it?" Zheng Haoran heard what the person over there said, he took off his mask, revealing his face that was so red and swollen that he couldn't see it, "Help me hack someone, just Assistant Nie Ziye."

He twitched the corner of his mouth, trying to make a smile, but because the swelling on the corner of his mouth was touched, his facial features were twisted in pain.

I thought that the other party would immediately agree, but the paparazzi on the opposite side rejected him without saying a word: "No, only he can't! You can find whomever you like, but I won't do it anyway!"

Zheng Haoran looked at his mobile phone in a daze, but the other party not only hung up on him, but also blocked him.

Xiao Xianrou didn't know that the paparazzi in the entertainment circle were very well informed. Who didn't know that there was almost no good end to the paparazzi who filmed Nie Ziye's news, especially the person who got into trouble with his little assistant, who was beaten and punished. Not injured, but still squatting in the bureau, paying compensation to the point of bankruptcy?

They run the news to make money, not to lose money!

The author has something to say: Nie Ziye: Stop talking...I need to be quiet.

Song Mo: Tell me, what is your relationship with Jingjing?

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PS: The jj has been smoked in the past two days, and the texts put in the archives are occasionally messed up, so I have to go back and check them after sending them out, and will remind me of changes on the app. In fact, the update time is 12 o'clock every day. Sorry for the inconvenience.