Dressed as cannon fodder for the rich

Butler Cheng kept his bent over posture and remained motionless, his voice was completely different from that in the yard, "I've investigated it, it's clean."

Seeing that Mr. Xun was silent, he added, "The old lady has also seen it, and she is quite satisfied. Should the third master look at the appearance first? It is similar to your request."

Xun Qian lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes pressed against the delicate white porcelain skin like a small fan, and the corners of his thin, bloodless mouth pressed down, it seemed that he really felt dirty and was not very happy.

"Kang Dang—" Before Xun Qian could speak, the figure on the bed suddenly moved, and then quickly rolled down.

The bed was not only big but also high, and the fall was strong enough to completely break the effect of the drug on Qi Xiaoyu's body.

Qi Xiaoyu put his hands on the ground and struggled to get up with his stiff limbs. The hard wool rug pricked his broken palm a little painfully.

But he didn't care about this at all. After getting up, he quickly tied back the shirt that flew out of the belt, straightened the wrinkled coat, then stood up respectfully, and said humbly in a high and low voice,

"Hello third master, my name is Qi Xiaoyu, you can call me Xiaoyu in the future."

Xun Qian and Cheng Butler didn't speak, the moonlight hit the boy's body, casting a gentle halo.

From the time he watched "Qi Xiaoyu's miserable life" to the time when Xun Qian came in, Qi Xiaoyu has made his current life plan very quickly and decisively:

Since he has a huge IOU in the hands of Xun Qian, he also married Xun Qian, and since the Xun family is one of the best local wealthy families in the book, and Xun Qian has the ability to cover the sky with one hand, so when the protagonist appears Before, he had to be a man with his tail clamped tightly, coaxing Mr. Xun, trying his best to hug his thighs, save money and pay off debts, and strive to get the IOU as soon as possible. It would be even better if he could borrow the resources of the Xun family to develop his own business.

Then, when the timeline of the plot reaches the protagonist Shou, he will try his best to bring Gong Shou together, retire and divorce the CEO, and rewrite the tragic ending of being locked up in a lunatic asylum!

And in order not to be thrown into the basement to sleep tonight, he had to behave right away and make this bodhisattva happy.

Hey, in short, with such a silly original owner, forget about the glorious life of the previous life for the time being, and just think that you are back to the days when you were an apprentice in a theater troupe in your teens.

Qi Xiaoyu lowered his head, and said in a youthful voice, "Xiao Yu is ignorant and soiled your quilt, please forgive me, I hope it won't disturb your rest."

Butler Cheng almost wanted to let go of his wheelchair and applaud him. This sharpness of vision, this speed of reaction, and this manner of knowing the rules are really rare among such a young child. What's more, that share comes from his bones and voice. Yes, the meekness and innocence just right, people can only feel affection and love, but can't get angry.

But Xun Qian is not an ordinary person.

Xun Qian looked at him, her eyes as dark as a cold pool without any emotional fluctuations, suppressing the atmosphere as cold as the moonlight for a while.

Qi Xiaoyu couldn't help thinking of the description of Xun Qian's character in the book, "The shadow of his childhood was like a heavy shackle that bound Xun Qian firmly, making him suffer from deep torment all the time for 20 years, and his body and mind were damaged... so that he raised It has become his temperamental, surly and vicious, and even cruel to the point of being cold-blooded."

In the original book, after the protagonist Shou appeared, the two of them fell in love and killed each other and slowly melted the iceberg in Xun Qian's heart, bringing him into the sun to have love and hatred, and live a normal life.

Qi Xiaoyu fully understands this miraculous chemical reaction between people, so he will not extravagantly hope that he can make Xun Qian normal. He only hopes that he can survive without being sent to a madhouse to eat cockroaches.

Every minute and every second in Xun Qian's silence was extremely difficult. He obviously didn't move, but he was able to control the atmosphere to be as delicate and fragile as his skin, and it would break when touched, making everyone around tremble with fear. .

After a long while, when the atmosphere was extremely low, I saw Xun Qian sneered, and said slowly in a lazy voice, "It's not easy, I really found someone who looks like the one in the painting."

Steward Cheng and Qi Xiaoyu still stood obediently with their heads bowed, without speaking.

Butler Cheng stayed at Xun's house for decades, and he had never seen the person in the painting. He didn't know who Sanye Xun was painting, but Sanye Xun's mind was always unpredictable, so Steward Cheng didn't bother to speculate too much, so as not to Self-defeating.

"There's no need to change the bed." Xun Qian's voice was still so lazy, and then he waved his hand, "Go down."

Manager Cheng took a look at Qi Xiaoyu, who was extremely well-behaved with bowed head and eyebrows. Except for the yellow hair that was a little out of character, everything else seemed to be fine, so he closed the door and went out gently.

Qi Xiaoyu watched the nose and the nose carefully, and when he thought that this was his creditor and the person who ruled his destiny, he was especially capable of being a little fuzz.

After Manager Cheng went out, only the deep and shallow breathing of the two remained in the huge bedroom.

After a while, Xun Qian stretched out his hand.

Before he could open his mouth, Qi Xiaoyu had already walked over, holding up his hand - that hand was as cold as a living person, "I'll help you there."

Xun Qian finally raised his eyes to look at Qi Xiaoyu one more time. His hand was on Qi Xiaoyu's, and he was leaning on the wheelchair. But the appearance seems to be leaning on a throne, looking down on all living beings from above, "Why do you come to celebrate?"

There is no such plot in the original book, so it all depends on Qi Xiaoyu's own play.

He thought about this and combined with the setting of the original book, although Xun Qian overshadowed the sky with one hand, he also had several business rivals in S City, one of whom was surnamed Mao.And Qi Xiaoyu once posted about the youngest son of the Mao family, and the two had an affair for a while, but then the youngest son of the Mao family broke contact when he went abroad.

Qi Xiaoyu took a deep breath, if Xun Qian was made to think that he came here to have some unclear relationship with the Mao family, then he would change the ending very quickly, the more he changed, the worse he would be...

The original owner, a silly boy, has dug so many holes for him.

"I borrowed a usury loan, but I can't pay it back." After saying this, Qi Xiaoyu obviously felt that the pressure was low.

Immediately afterwards, he added, "Plus that I admire Third Master Xun very much, so I agreed. How many people wish for someone like Third Master Xun to be able to follow him."

Qi Xiaoyu naturally didn't have this idea in his heart, but as soon as the nonsense came out of his mouth, it felt natural and sincere.

In those years when he was in the theater troupe, he came and went and met countless people of all kinds. He was able to protect himself by dealing with all kinds of people. Didn't he rely on this mouth that talks about people and talks nonsense.

A mocking smile curled up on the corner of Xun Qian's mouth, "Admiring me? Are you dying of admiring me?"

Heh, this person is so vitriolic and mean that he has no opponent, even cursing himself so smoothly, Qi Xiaoyu rolled his eyes in his heart, on the surface he was still infatuated like a little movie fan,

"Of course I admire the third master for creating such a big family business at such a young age, and I admire the third master... for being so good-looking." The last sentence still has the shyness of knowing Mu Shaoai a little bit.

Xun Qian snorted lightly, wondering if he believed it or not.

Xun Qian's legs were not completely broken, his limbs were intact, but he was light and unable to use his strength, and all the weight was on Qi Xiaoyu's body.

Although Xun Qian looked thin and slender, after all, the man of 1.8 meters tall was not light, and he was pressing on Qi Xiaoyu who had just faded from the medicine, making his legs tremble.

Qi Xiaoyu trembled just like that, and helped him onto the bed.

After Xun Qian lay down on the bed, she stretched out her hand again.

Qi Xiaoyu secretly wiped his tired sweat, he really didn't know what he wanted this time.

Xun Qian didn't speak, just looked at him leisurely.

From the teasing in Xun Qian's eyes, Qi Xiaoyu remembered that today is a "happy" day. Could it be that Xun Qian... wants to consummate the house?

Can Xun Qian's sickly look do it?

And in the original book, didn't Xun Qian hate him so much when he met for the first time and wanted to throw himself into the basement?Could it be that if I changed the plot of the night by myself, I could correct such a big gap?

Qi Xiaoyu frowned, and his mind was already running fast. In those years when he was in the theater troupe, there were many people who wanted to have something to do with him, and he dealt with them one by one. This one in front of him...

Qi Xiaoyu said in a considerate voice, "Third Master was tired from coming here just now, Xiaoyu can give you a squeeze on your legs."

Xun Qian glanced at Qi Xiaoyu unhurriedly, and smiled through his nose, as if he could see through Qi Xiaoyu's mind at a glance, "Smoke."

Now Qi Xiaoyu was a little embarrassed, and Xun Qian's snort made him seem extraordinarily affectionate.

"Please wait."

Turning around, he went straight to the desk. Qi Xiaoyu had observed this bedroom when he just woke up, and remembered what furniture and decorations were in it.Now that Xun Qian wanted cigarettes, he immediately went to the desk and brought the cigarettes and lighter, and served Xun Qian to light them.

Xun Qian's fingers were long and slender, and the joints were distinct under the cold white skin.

Xun Qian took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, did not spit out the smoke, and did not look at him, "Don't come into my bedroom if you have nothing to do in the future."

This is really not like the treatment of newlyweds, but Qi Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he could leave at the end of the day, but on the surface he curled his mouth, showing a reluctant attitude, "Okay, then I'm leaving first, you have a good rest."

When closing the door, Qi Xiaoyu raised his eyes and took a look inside. Xun Qian was half lying on the bed, a cloud of misty smoke gushed out of his mouth, like a fleeting flower blooming from his life. .

******

The next morning, Xun Qian was sitting at the bedroom window smoking a cigarette, holding the cigarette in his left hand, and resting his right hand on the window sill, looking down from the window sill—on the neatly manicured lawn, under the white parasols swinging in the wind, There is a wooden dining table and a wooden lounge chair.

Sitting on the lounge chair is a teenager wearing gray silk pajamas with dark stripes. The teenager is holding a fine porcelain teacup with a gold rim in his left hand, and his right hand is hanging on the armrest of the chair. A piece of peanut butter toast and a plate of sliced ​​fruit are placed in front of him. A small stereo.

Butler Cheng, "Mr. Qi got up at six in the morning, did a set of Tai Chi in the backyard, and hung his throat for half an hour."

Xun Qian coughed violently, and only asked when he recovered, "Hanging your throat?"

"Yes."

After Cheng Butler finished speaking, he looked up and saw that Xun Qian had stopped talking, so he continued to report, "After hanging his throat, he made breakfast in the kitchen by himself. He lives in the guest room on the second floor, and went to the cloakroom last night to pick out some suits that fit him. He is allowed to come and go freely in public areas, and he has been reminded of other precautions."

Xun Qian looked at the leisurely figure on the lawn from a distance, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke. The faint sunlight in the morning shone through his eyelashes on his almost transparent white skin, as if it had shone into a piece of crystal stone.

On the lawn, Qi Xiaoyu picked up the fine porcelain gold-rimmed teacup, and slowly took a sip... Luo Han Guo tea, yes, he filled a cup full of Luo Han Guo tea with the black tea cup, this kind of tea is good for the throat.

The Luo Han Guo tea tastes a bit astringent and bitter, but it is just right with a little sweet peanut butter toast.

Except that the original owner of this body was too stupid and left him a mess. He is very satisfied in this era. There is no war, no warlords, life is comfortable, technology is advanced, and the status of stars seems to be quite high.In the morning, he heard a few maids gossip about celebrities, saying that a popular female celebrity can earn hundreds of millions a year.

Qi Xiaoyu felt that a broad avenue appeared in front of his eyes. The original owner borrowed 200 million usury loans at that time, and the revolving interest quickly turned into 2 million.He thought about the original owner's 800 yuan a month's living expenses and 2000 yuan a notice fee, and felt that this was really a huge sum of money that he couldn't afford. But if a popular star can earn 1 million yuan a year, he thinks he can't use it for two years You can get back the IOU and pay back the money!

Qi Xiaoyu closed his eyes and completely let himself go.

In the air there is the strong aroma of Luo Han Guo, the smell of earth and grass, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus sent far away by the autumn wind, and the smell of sunshine.

There are soothing and brisk violin music in my ears.

The front yard of the Xun family was well built, surrounded by rows of green lawns, osmanthus and magnolia trees.

Qi Xiaoyu took a deep breath, and already began to imagine the life after paying back the money and getting divorced, buying a big villa like this, decorating it as he likes, filling the villa with various collectibles, and raising them in the yard. A big dog, jumping around every day waiting for me to go home, then go on a trip, eat delicious food, perform on stage when I want to be on stage, and sing for myself when I don’t want to... Wow, this is life.

Qi Xiaoyu was dreaming of a bright future when the cell phone in his pajamas pocket suddenly rang.

The phone vibrated for almost a minute before he realized that this thing hadn't come out in his time.

By the time he took out his mobile phone according to the memory of the original owner to answer the call, the other party had already hung up.

Immediately afterwards, several voice messages popped up.

He turned on the screen and turned on the voice, and the voice of "Qi Xiaoyu" manager Yu Xiaosheng exploded in his ears like a firecracker, "Qi Xiaoyu, where have you been these two days? Are you still attending the top ten meeting?"

"Look at yourself, you're still in the entertainment circle of pi?"

"Think you'll be popular because you have a few hundred fans? How dare you fall in love on the show and even wash people's underwear? They'll sell you off right away, do you know that?"

"Please use your brains, do you think you can make your debut in the top ten? You are about to be eliminated by the program crew! Hurry up and seize the last chance to show your face in front of the camera a few more times!"

"At 03:30 p.m., roll to the [-]th floor of Boyue Hotel!"

After Qi Xiaoyu listened to this series of voices, before he had time to reply, he sent another 5-second voice, "Did you hear that?! If you don't come on time today, get out!"

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