If you don’t act well, you will go home and have a baby [Rebirth]

Not long after the enthusiasm for Song Qinghan's education had passed, it suddenly broke out on the Internet that Shen Zhan, a popular young student, had had sex with fans on social networks many times, including underage women.

The news that broke out included pictures and videos, and even the parents of fans who were cheated came out crying and complained, all of a sudden, the thriving Shen Zhan was hammered to death.

Shen Zhan's manager hurriedly dodged the paparazzi who seemed to be smelling like flies, and dodged into another house where Shen Zhan was hiding.

"What's the matter with you?!" The manager closed the door carefully, lowered his voice and yelled at Shen Zhan who was sitting on the sofa with a vicissitudes of life, "I don't know how to restrain myself in this kind of thing! Now there are photos Video, how can you ask the company to protect you?!"

"...I'm already very careful." Shen Zhan lit a cigarette, his face full of irritability, "Who knows she's not yet an adult, what you love and what I want..."

"You, love, I, wish," the manager was about to vomit blood due to his attitude, "Now it's not about what you love and I wish, but now it's this matter who made it big, there is a record There is a video! Think about it for me, how to deal with those paparazzi outside!"

Shen Zhan's clothes were all crumpled, and when he approached, there was a choking smell of smoke. He laughed a few times, and shook his head: "Have you not understood yet, what is this accident? Someone wants me dead!"

The manager frowned, and asked keenly, "Have you offended someone recently?"

Shen Zhan raised his hand and took a puff of his cigarette, and remained silent, apparently acquiescing.

broker:"……"

"What did you do? Who did you offend?" The manager carefully recalled Shen Zhan's trip. Apart from taking on an idol drama recently, he has no money.The heroine and male lead of that idol drama are not as high as Shen Zhan. Even if Shen Zhan has a bad temper, he can't offend people so hard!

"Offended An Yiru? Or Zhao Mingxin? Who else is there?" After all, Shen Zhan is the most popular artist in his hands. Unless he is in a desperate situation, the manager doesn't want to just give up on him, so he suppressed his heart In that tone, he asked slowly.

"Song Qinghan." Shen Zhan lay on his back on the sofa, with obvious bitterness in his tone.

"Who?!" The manager couldn't believe his ears, "Song Qinghan? Behind him is Mr. Chu, why are you..."

Shen Zhan also had a gloomy face. He was obviously doing a tight job, no matter what, he shouldn't be discovered...

But the current situation clearly told him that what he did was indeed seen by others, and the other party even used more ruthless and ruthless methods to retaliate back.

Song Qinghan... really lucky...

Because of this incident, Shen Zhan's work stopped, and the whole person nestled in his apartment, not daring to take a nod, his popularity plummeted.

The fans who originally supported him were a little disheartened when they saw that he hadn't come out to clarify.

Looking at the increasingly decadent Shen Zhan, the agent's heart gradually hardened.

If Chu Ming really signaled this matter, then Shen Zhan would basically be useless.Instead of wasting time on such an abandoned child, he might as well find another pearl.

Among the batch of newcomers who came to the company recently, it seems that some of them are not bad...

Gradually, the agent came less and less to Shen Zhan's apartment, and his team was also taken back by the company. In order to restore the company's reputation, a statement of punishment was issued against him.

The underage girl's parents quarreled endlessly, and Shen Zhan's company lost a lot of money before slowly suppressing it.

In the eyes of the people who eat melons, this incident is just one more thing that can be reviled, and it is quickly covered up by new hot spots.

It's just that among the names of the popular niche, Shen Zhan's name never appeared again.

This matter went so smoothly that even Chen An felt a little inconceivable.

Those photos and videos were seen by Chen An in his mailbox one day, and there were also a few investigation records in the postscript, which were no different from what he had checked before.

Shen Zhan.Back then, he and Song Qinghan went to the "The Seventh Man" crew to audition, but Song Qinghan was selected, but he was not selected. He thought it was over like this, but who knows that Shen Zhan has always held a grudge, and secretly fished in troubled waters many times to bring rhythm , if it wasn't for Song Qinghan's good luck, he might really be overthrown by him.

Chen An has never been a kind person. After he took these photos and videos and asked someone to verify that they were not fake, he had already started to prepare them.

Now that he has done such a thing, it is only natural to take some responsibility, right?

It's just that Chen An didn't expect Shen Zhan's company to be so courageous, so he directly gave up on Shen Zhan, an entertainer who could be regarded as a good seedling, and directly distanced himself from Shen Zhan. It has attracted a lot of goodwill to the company, so that although Shen Zhan stinks, the company has not been affected.

Chen An didn't hide these things from Song Qinghan, because there might be more things like this in the future, he didn't want Song Qinghan to know nothing, this is not a good thing for an artist.

Song Qinghan slowly read the whole story of the incident, raised his head and asked: "Before, he slandered me for taking drugs, and said that sister Chu Han was my girlfriend, and made rumors about my high school education, all of which are his handwriting?"

Chen An took out a cigarette, thought about it, put it behind his ear again, and nodded: "That's right."

Song Qinghan: "..."

Song Qinghan knew that Shen Zhan would suffer a lot in terms of sex. Back then, Shen Zhan became popular with the role of Fang Yu, and later he took one or two good books to maintain his fame, but because he was too immersed in Fang Yu's fame in the era, his acting skills have regressed further and further, so that he slowly fell silent later on, and it was at this time that his affair with fans was exposed.

It's just that in this life, the explosion came out much earlier.

Song Qinghan would not attribute these things to himself, he just felt that...some things in the world are impermanent.

Seeing that he did not show any expression of pleading for Shen Zhan, Chen An secretly nodded, and then suddenly remembered something: "I remember reading on the Internet before that your college classmates said that your family is not very good. parents..."

Song Qinghan's face was slightly cold, and he lowered his eyelashes: "I have severed ties with them."

"Huh?" Chen An frowned.

Song Qinghan shook his head: "My body is a little... special, so when I was just born, my parents wanted to abandon me. I was raised by my grandmother. After my grandmother passed away, I came to Beijing by myself. .”

Chen An did not expect Song Qinghan's previous situation to be so bad.Because Song Qinghan looks... like a well-educated young man. Generally, a young man with such a temperament should live in a good family environment.

He sighed, apologetic: "I just want to know as much as possible, after all..."

Artists are selfless.

I don't know when his family will be exposed.

Song Qinghan nodded: "I understand."

"You just said that your body is a little special..." Chen An didn't know whether to ask.

According to the responsibility of an agent, he must try his best to grasp all the information about his artist.

"I'm intersex." Song Qinghan said calmly.

Chen An: "..."

"Who else knows about this?" Chen An tremblingly took down the cigarette stuck behind his ear and put it in his mouth.

"Chu Ming."

"Okay, I'll take care of this, you..." Chen An suddenly didn't know what to say, after all, this news was still too exciting for him.

"I will pay attention to it." Song Qinghan comforted Chen An seriously.

Chen An thought the same thing, Song Qinghan didn't look feminine at all except for his delicate appearance, and if Song Qinghan didn't take the initiative to say this, then he probably wouldn't send Song Qinghan to him. Think about it.

only……

Chen An frowned: "The people on your parents' side must know about this..."

If this pair of parents stood up regardless of the almost non-existent affection, then Song Qinghan's special body would most likely become a target of public attack.

"I haven't lived with them since I was a child." Song Qinghan also frowned, "The household registration is also with my grandmother, and the name has also been changed."

I just don't know if the parents will come to the door directly.

Chen An sighed: "It's really not possible, the medical technology has been very mature recently, and then we can arrange an operation..."

Song Qinghan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded invisibly: "Yes."

Chen An left him a bunch of newly received scripts, and left with some worry.

Song Qinghan watched Chen An's figure disappear at the door, stayed for a while, then picked up the phone and called Chu Ming.

"Beep—" Song Qinghan glanced at the time, suddenly remembered that Chu Ming should still be at work, and quickly hung up.

He curled up on the sofa with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Dinglingling——" Qingyue's cell phone rang suddenly, Song Qinghan pulled his head out of his knees, and answered with trembling fingers.

"Hey……"

"Hey, Hanhan, what's the matter?" Chu Ming's voice was a little low, and when he was talking to Song Qinghan, his tone subconsciously softened.

"It's okay." Song Qinghan blinked his eyes when he heard Chu Ming's worried question, "I just... miss you a little."

Chu Ming's heart was suffocated, although it seemed to be flooded with honey water, his chest was full of sweet taste: "...um."

"Cold cold."

"Ok?"

"Do you want to visit the Chu family?"

Chu Ming knocked on the table, his eyes were deep, but his tone was soft and gentle: "I want to eat the pork rib rice you made."

Song Qinghan froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."

A little smile flowed from Chu Ming's lips.

He finally turned the little wild cat that was afraid of being approached by others into a little house cat that could purr and turn its belly for him to rub.

Song Qinghan took out the spare ribs he bought the day before in the refrigerator, and then blanched them in hot water, made a stewed mushroom spareribs for Chu Ming, put them in a lunch box, then went to change his clothes, dressed up a little, Just took the lunch box and went out.

The head office of the Chu Group was built in the center of the imperial capital where every inch of land was expensive. The towering building looked extremely cold and brilliant, full of the confidence of a family.

"Hello, I'm looking for Chu Ming." Song Qinghan stood in front of the reception desk and said with a smile.

"Do you have an appointment?" The front desk lady smiled gently and politely.

"Can you brush your face?" Song Qinghan tilted his head and thought for a while, then pulled off the mask on his face, "If not..."

The lady at the front desk glanced at his face, then froze for a moment: "Hanhan?"

Song Qinghan smiled at her.

The lady at the front desk was a little regretful: "But the company stipulates..."

Song Qinghan nodded in understanding: "I understand."

The front desk lady smiled at him with some regret and apology.

Song Qinghan left from the front desk, bowed his head and called Chu Ming.

Not long after, Wei Qian hurriedly got off the elevator.

"Young Master Han." Wei Qian walked towards Song Qinghan with a smile.

"Please come down here." Song Qinghan pursed his lips, "The company has regulations..."

Wei Qian glanced at the lady at the front desk, and said with a smile, "You don't need to make an appointment when Shao Han comes over in the future."

The lady at the front desk responded quickly.

Song Qinghan followed behind Wei Qian with his lunch box in hand. The front desk lady couldn't help screaming as she watched them leave.

Although I know that Han Han and Mr. Chu are probably good friends, but I still think they are so cute!

There is a new stalk in my mind!

"Click." The office door was opened, and Chu Ming's hand holding the pen paused slightly, then raised his head and looked in the direction of the door.

Song Qinghan came in from the door, with a faint smile on his eyes.

"...Hanhan." Chu Ming's voice seemed to roll over in his throat. When he said it, it was low and hoarse, with a hint of secret sexiness.

Wei Qian lowered his head, closed the door and turned to leave.

Song Qinghan walked towards Chu Ming with the lunch box in hand. Chu Ming held the pen holder, and then put the pen on the pen holder: "Why are you here?"

Song Qinghan was taken aback: "Didn't you ask me to come here?"

Chu Ming "..."

"Cough, yes." Chu Ming pressed his fist to his lips and coughed softly, perhaps a little embarrassed, "I called you here."

"I brought you pork ribs rice." Song Qinghan put the lunch box in front of him, and avoided looking at the documents on his desk.

Chu Ming brought the lunch box in front of him, but he didn't open it. Instead, he stood up and hugged Song Qinghan into his arms: "Called me this morning, did something happen?"

Chu Ming's embrace was wide and warm.

Song Qinghan raised his head, put his chin on Chu Ming's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Is it because I miss you?"

"...No." Chu Ming hugged him tightly, "I just feel... that your voice sounds a little strange."

Song Qinghan sighed secretly.

He found that he seemed to have nothing to do with Chu Ming now.

"Did you send those videos and photos of Shen Zhan to Brother Chen?" Song Qinghan let him hug him, grabbed Chu Ming's back with his backhand, and asked slowly.

"Yeah." Chu Ming readily admitted.

"I don't know much about this, so I gave it to Chen An and let him arrange it."

Song Qinghan listened, his brows and eyes slightly curved.

Chu Ming wrapped his arms around Song Qinghan's waist, and slowly lowered his head to kiss Song Qinghan's earlobe.

What he didn't say was that if Chen An didn't do anything, what he did might be more heartless than Chen An.

Song Qinghan felt a little moisture coming from his earlobe, grabbed Chu Ming's hand and pushed it, raised his head and kissed Chu Ming's chin directly.

He glanced at the clock hanging in the office, and patted Chu Ming's shoulder: "Hurry up and eat, it will get cold later."

"En." Chu Dagou dawdled against his neck for a while, and then responded blankly.

I don't know if it was Song Qinghan's illusion, but he always felt that Chu Ming's eyes on the lunch box were a bit... bitter and hatred?

Chu Ming was eating quietly, while Song Qinghan randomly picked up a book from the bookshelf on one side, and sat on the sofa on the other side to read it.

By the time Chu Ming finished eating, Song Qinghan had already fallen asleep leaning on the sofa.

Song Qinghan who was asleep was as quiet as ever, and after covering up those clear and cold eyes, they appeared much softer and gentler.

It was probably because the light coming in from outside was too dazzling, his eyelashes trembled, as if he was about to wake up.

Chu Ming's heart trembled, and he took a few steps lightly, blocking the sunlight coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"..." Song Qinghan fell silent again.

Chu Ming stretched out his hand and touched his face, then leaned over and picked him up, and walked into the lounge hidden behind the office.

There was only a sofa and a bed in the lounge. Chu Ming pulled the quilt and covered Song Qinghan lightly, then kissed him on the forehead.

Wei Qian stood a little bald in front of the office door for a while, mentally preparing for what he might see inappropriate scenes for children later, took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Hmm... the voice sounds grim and normal.

Wei Qian pushed open the door cautiously, but saw the Great Demon King sitting at the desk, but Song Qinghan was nowhere to be seen.

"President, this is this quarter's..."

"Hush." ​​Chu Ming raised his index finger and nodded his lips, pointing to the lounge.

Wei Qian understood: "This is the profit report submitted by Xinghai Company for this quarter."

He put down the file, glanced at the lounge, and then slowly backed out.

Unexpectedly, the Great Demon King is such a beast, he actually plays office py...

He let out a long sigh, and felt that if it wasn't for the high salary, he might as well leave the job.

Living in this environment every day is simply urging people to grow old.

He's been balding a lot lately.

Chu Ming carefully looked at the documents on the table. When he saw some mistakes or obvious loopholes, he would draw a circle on them and put them aside.

When Song Qinghan woke up, the lounge was dark and gloomy, only a little bit of dim light came in from the window through the curtains.

He lifted the quilt and sat by the bed for a while, then got up and opened the curtains, only to find that the sky had already been dyed red.

"Chu——" Song Qinghan walked a few steps, and just about to call out Chu Ming's name, he heard a faint conversation coming from outside.

He lowered his voice instantly.

After an unknown amount of time, the faint voices in the office disappeared, and a shadow was cast by the door.

"Are you awake?" Chu Ming reached out and patted his face lightly.

"……Um."

"It just so happens that I'm off work too." Chu Ming looked softly, "Go and wash your face, I'll take you somewhere."

"Okay." Song Qinghan, who had just woken up, was extraordinarily obedient and obedient. After nodding, he went to the built-in bathroom in the lounge to wash up.

"Okay." Song Qinghan wiped the water off his face with his sleeve, then Chu Ming took it away and wiped it with a paper towel on the table.

"Go, get off work."

Song Qinghan followed Chu Ming and took the direct elevator to the parking lot. No one saw them along the way.

Wei Qian who was abandoned on the spot: "..."

Chu Ming drove Song Qinghan directly to a road. During the evening rush hour, there was some traffic on the road.

After finally reaching the destination, Chu Ming got out of the car and opened the door on Song Qinghan's side.

"Here...?" Song Qinghan got off the car.

There were only Song Qinghan and Chu Ming in Nuoda's box.

Chu Ming reached out to fill Song Qinghan with a bowl of soup, and then pushed it in front of him: "This is the old man's favorite place to come."

"Taste it."

Song Qinghan lowered his head and took a sip with a spoon. It was clear and light, with a fresh and sweet aftertaste.

"Delicious."

They had a meal in peace. After eating, Chu Ming went out for a while, and when he came back, he was holding a wrist watch.

"When you come back from the finale, I will put the watch here and ask the boss to give me a surprise." Chu Ming smiled, took Song Qinghan's hand, and put the watch on his hand, "Today , I can finally put it on for you."

Song Qinghan raised his hand to look, this watch should be the same style as the one he gave to Chu Ming before, but it is slightly different, it looks lighter and more delicate.

Chu Ming's sleeve slid down a bit, revealing a watch similar to Song Qinghan's.

He was never one to restrain himself.It's just because it's Song Qinghan, so for his dream and career, Chu Ming restrained his possessive desire.

But on the other hand, possessiveness cannot be completely restrained.

Many small details of Song Qinghan have been slowly infiltrated by Chu Ming. After they lived together, there were many clothes in Song Qinghan's wardrobe that he had never seen before, and these clothes were often similar to Chu Ming's. Ming's usual clothes have some things in common.

Those commonalities may be the novelty of tailoring, or the use of a certain element... It will neither attract too much attention from others, but also implicitly show its own sovereignty.

The two watches were shining dazzlingly under the light, Chu Ming held Song Qinghan's hand, and kissed Zhenzhi again and again on the back of his hand.

Song Qinghan looked down, feeling vaguely that what Chu Ming put on him was not a watch, but a shackle that couldn't be undone, and he didn't want to untie it.

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