little widow

"I'm going." He gritted his teeth and changed his words, "Uncle, will you accept the invitation of the program group?"

Gong Xingchuan had a panoramic view of Shi Qi's struggles, and suppressed a smile: "Fang Quan Limited has just entered the domestic market, "Stealing Fragrance" is the first film and television drama, and "Double-Faced School" is the first variety show. The achievements of Fangquan determine the development route of Fangquan in the country in the next ten years, and as the chairman of the acquisition of Fangquan Co., Ltd., I must of course accept the invitation of the program group."

Shi Qi was in awe.

Not because of Gong Xingchuan's decision, but because of Fang Quan's choice.

Leaving aside film and television dramas, the variety show "Double-Faced School" alone can give Fang Quan a firm foothold in China.

He touched the tip of his nose and forced himself to divert his attention from "Double-Faced Pie": "Uncle, what do these circled items mean?"

"I prepared it for you." Gong Xingchuan replied lightly, and at the same time snatched the plan from Shi Qi's hand, rolled it up and tapped it on his head, and before he could recover, he dropped another heavy one. Pound bomb, "I'm going to sign you to Gong's Entertainment Company."

"No!" Shi Qi raised his head violently.

Gong Xingchuan frowned displeasedly: "Why not?"

He scratched his fingers and calculated quickly: "Uncle, do you know how much liquidated damages I have to pay if I terminate the contract now? Also, the resources of "Stealing Fragrance" were snatched for me by Wake Up. If I broke the contract before the filming was over, they would never Will not let it go."

"You don't need to worry about these." Gong Xingchuan didn't care, "Go and have breakfast."

"uncle……"

"It's getting cold." Gong Xingchuan pulled him up from the bed and forced him into the chair by the dining table.

Shi Qi twisted uncomfortably, and after seeing the sumptuous breakfast on the dining table, he chose to give in spinelessly.

But when he drank the milk, he still muttered: "Uncle, you are my benefactor now."

"En." Gong Xingchuan put the plan on the table casually, "Not enough?"

Shi Xi choked, and bit the waffle angrily.

Enough, he thought, but that's not what I want.

Shi Qi sadly and angrily finished the breakfast prepared by Gong Xingchuan, and then burped.

He turned his head quickly, catching a fleeting smile on Gong Xingchuan's face.

Shi Qi got angry: "Uncle, I'm going to work."

"You didn't make an announcement today, you don't need to take makeup photos, and the crew hasn't started filming yet." Gong Xingchuan mercilessly exposed his lies, "Stay at home well."

"Then I can't stay at your house." Shi Qi thought of the private church by the sea, and began to grind his molars, "You are my benefactor, I am your little star, you can only take me to the hotel."

He added proudly: "Five-star."

Gong Xingchuan looked at Shi Qi with a funny face: "What did you bring home?"

"Lover." He answered naturally.

Gong Xingchuan's smiling eyes gradually cooled down, looking at Shi Qi, as if he was looking at some big trouble that was difficult to solve.

He lowered his head like a light on his back.

"Lover." Gong Xingchuan repeated the word slowly, "Xiaoqi, do you still remember what I told you before?"

——Xiao Qi is not a lover, but a lover.

The blood on Shi Qi's face faded little by little, and he clutched his sleeves, not understanding what Gong Xingchuan wanted to say.

Is it to remind him that enough is enough, or remind him to be self-aware?

That's right, he is now a starlet who is adopted, not even a lover, not even comparable to that Suzanne who had a verbal "marriage contract" with Gong Xingchuan...

"Move back." Gong Xingchuan said.

Shi Qi turned his head slowly: "Huh?"

The sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling windows coated his side face with a fluffy golden edge, making his eye sockets deeper and his expression more fragile.

"What did you say?"

Gong Xingchuan's eyes were complicated: "Move back...I'm your benefactor, whatever I say, that's what I say, right?"

Shi Qi's mind has become a mess, and he is still running the train not to be outdone: "No funder will let a little star into his home."

Even if you take it home, you won't bring it back to your most private living place.

Gong Xingchuan nodded deeply when he heard the words: "Who said this is my home?"

Shi Qi widened his eyes.

"After you left, I never stayed here again." Gong Xingchuan said.

His heart was instantly pierced into a sieve, and the air leaked through the floor.

What Gong Xingchuan meant was that since he left, this place is no longer home.

Shi Qi's nose was sore, he felt that he was wronged by the apartment: "Why is it not a home?...Sofa, bed, bookshelf...how wonderful, why don't you treat this place as your home?"

"Xiaoqi."

"Tell me, why? There are so many people in the world who don't even have a house, and they have to freeze outside no matter it's windy or rainy. How dare you pick and choose!"

"Xiao Qi," Gong Xingchuan interrupted him, "Are you sad?"

Shi Qi was speechless, and turned his head stubbornly, not wanting Gong Xingchuan to see the tears in the corner of his eyes.

He lost his temper again.

But he no longer has a home.

When he was a child, Shi Xi thought that Tongzilou was his home, but later Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin let him understand that it was hell; when he grew up, he regarded Gong Xingchuan's apartment as his home, but now... now this home will be gone .

"Xiao Qi, you're sad." Gong Xingchuan's burning eyes almost saw through Shi Qi.

He rubbed his eyes in a panic: "I didn't!"