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It's true that Qin Yuan is a heartless bastard, but his embrace is unexpectedly warm. Of course, it is not ruled out that Yan Liang is delusional and has hallucinations, but maybe he has never enjoyed it since he was a child. After a few days, An An would not refuse the rare "comfort" delivered to her door, so she rested her head on the other's strong chest muscles with peace of mind.

This action made the person who was holding him stop, and Yan Liang heard a gasp from above his head, as if he was trying not to throw himself out... Well, although this sounds inhumane, it is indeed Qin. Yuan will do things.

So the young man, who was exhausted from the fever, tilted his head, raised the arm hanging by his side with difficulty, and took the initiative to wrap his arms around the neck of the benefactor, making up his mind to hang it on him.The force coming from his neck made Qin Yuan's muscles tense, and he subconsciously wanted to throw the person out, but he looked at the unfinished stairs under his feet, and finally held back - after all, it was several meters away from the ground, and he still had Not insane enough to kill people.

But this Yan Liang really annoyed him. Obviously the other party could be said to be obedient, but Qin Yuan could read the provocation from that person's demeanor and behavior, just like the overheated kiss just now. Now thinking of it, he still feels a little bit Inexplicably annoyed, as if he was the one being molested.

Thinking of this, Qin Yuan's eyes suddenly became darker, his jaw was sharply tensed into a straight line, he walked quickly to the side of the car, almost impatiently threw him into the back seat, while he stood outside the door with a sullen face. After waiting for a while, it was not until the driver arrived that he bent down and got into the carriage.

Yan Liang was knocked on the head by the other party's rude actions, now leaning against the car window in a daze, vaguely heard the young master's order with some anger: "Go to the hospital."

As the car started slowly, he quietly opened his eyelids, and saw Qin Yuan leaning on the other side far away from him, playing with his mobile phone expressionlessly, the slightly whitish light of the screen added to that handsome face. A little gloomy, like... like an evil ghost lurking in the dark.

At this time, Yan Liang felt that the other party was not at all like that person.

The young man whose head was in a daze and suddenly fell into memories forgot to look away. When Qin Yuan noticed it, he gave him a vicious look and said in a hoarse voice, "What are you looking at?"

"...Look at you." Yan Liang coaxed the benefactor who was blown up by her in a good voice—what if the other party gets angry and relies on him?

But he didn't know that what he said now would be automatically interpreted by the other party as provocation, Qin Yuan sneered: "Don't look at it."

With a soft "tsk", Yan Liang closed his eyes with some regret.

It was the rush hour, and there was a traffic jam along the way. He leaned against the window and fell asleep without knowing it...

When Yan Liang opened his eyes again, he found that he had already arrived at the hospital. Qin Yuan, who was supposed to be in the car, ran away at some point, and the back seat was empty. He even reached out and touched the leather seat. And there is no check left.

This made Yan Liang a little depressed. He glanced at the back of the driver in the driver's seat and cleared his throat: "Where's your boss?"

"The boss has something to do temporarily." The other party replied sternly: "He asked you to get out of the car and see your illness."

In fact, what I want to ask is not this. What if I agreed to accompany him to get money?

Just as Yan Liang was about to open his mouth, he saw the man throwing a business card: "The boss also said that I will make this call after packing up tomorrow, and...don't worry about your sister."

"...He is caring." Squinting his eyes, Yan Liang took out a phone that was dying from his pocket and dialed the place where Yan Mo was hospitalized.

After confirming that someone has paid for the next six months of treatment, the big stone in her heart was finally put down, Yan Liang heaved a sigh of relief, looked at the nearby hospital building outside the window, patted the back chair in front, and smiled: "Since In this way, I don't need to go to the hospital anymore, can you please take me home by the way? The address is..."

When Yan Liang got out of the car, the wonton shop downstairs was still open, so he hurried in to pack a portion, extravagantly ordering stuffed crab roe.

When I went back to the dilapidated rental house, locked the door, I looked at the clean and unchanging interior, without any extra decorations, only some second-hand furniture, neatly placed in the not-so-spacious room, at a glance Go, it will inevitably be a bit crowded.

Going to the bathroom to wash his face first, Yan Liang sat down in front of the desk with the still warm wontons in his hand, snapped up the photo frame placed in the corner to prevent the soup from splashing, and then swiftly opened the plastic packaging box.

Accompanied by the warm aroma, he finally had time to reward his hungry stomach for a long time. The thin wonton wrapper melted with a sip, mixed with the aroma of fresh crab roe inside, and served with chicken soup with pepper, It turned into a warm current to warm his tired body after a day.Until the last sip of soup was drained, Yan Liang put down the empty bowl and rubbed her full belly, finally feeling alive.

After resting for a while, he took the empty lunch box out of the security door - the room is too small, it will smell after leaving it overnight, so that he can take it out with him when he goes out tomorrow.

Before going to bed, Yan Liang took some antipyretics. He glanced at the time. He was hesitant to call his sister, but he saw the unresolved hickey on his neck from the rusty mirror. In the end, he just sent a message. news...

In the blink of an eye, it was four or five o'clock in the morning, and the mobile phone that was charging by the bedside suddenly rang. Yan Liang glanced at the screen in a daze, only to remember that there was a group performance task for shooting in the middle of the night. Get up, dress up and go out in a hurry.

The shooting location was not far from his home, but it was too early and the subway was not open, so Yan Liang had to ride a small yellow car to the scene, but finally arrived at the place, and when he reported his name to the staff, the other party flipped through the form in his hand , but said he didn't have a part in the show.

Yan Liang was already exhausted, and now he was upset after running for nothing. He rubbed his bloodshot eyes vigorously, took out the memo on his phone, checked it carefully, and found out the contract he signed at that time.

As a result, he waited for a while until the person in charge of the handover at that time came. The other party knew him and had cooperated many times before. Now when they met, he grabbed Yan Liang's shoulders and dragged him aside, lowering his voice: "Brother, have you offended someone?"

"what?"

"We received a message a few hours ago that someone from above said that they wanted to "block" you..." The other party sighed when he said this: "Don't blame us for being rude, it was indeed clearly ordered. "

Yan Liang couldn't speak for a while, he thought for a while with a blank face, and found that he really had nothing to say.

Contracts for group performances are generally formal in nature, and even if the other party really breaches the contract, there is no place to sue the other side, and to put it bluntly, it is a smashed tooth.

As for who did this immoral thing, it's not difficult to guess - it's just that Yan Liang never expected that the dignified Young Master Qin would care about a small person like himself, and no one would believe him when he said it.

But now that things have developed to this point, Yan Liang didn't stay any longer, and rushed home before dawn to catch up on sleep, which was rare until noon.

He deliberately muted his phone before going to bed, and when he opened his eyes, he received a lot of news about the termination of the contract. Even the model studio he had been working with sent a letter of "sorry". A small number of liquidated damages were given, most of which were just a message to notify them and the job was over.

Yan Liang took a leisurely tour from the beginning, then stretched, got up and made some instant noodles for himself.

Ordinary people wake up and lose all their work, and they are already in a hurry to go around in circles, but Yan Mo's expenses have been paid off and half a year later, the only thing that is imminent now is the issue of next month's rent... Yan Liang eats Facing his face, he looked at the business card that was conveniently placed on the table yesterday. There was a series of numbers printed on the black gold-stamped cardboard, but there was nothing else.

"This little bastard..." He cursed in a low voice, and finally seemed to be laughed at by the other party's childishness, hooking the corners of his lips.

Yan Liang could "rather die than surrender" and live frugally through this month with the subsidy he just received, but in the next month, Qin Yuan might not be interested in him anymore, after all, there are so many young masters around Qin Yuan. There are many Yingying Yanyans, not one of them is missing.

But Yan Liang is a smart person, he knows that this is an opportunity, an opportunity for the "backer" on the list to go straight up from then on, just like Cheng Yue, or Su Yuqi... That black business card is spinning in his palm He made a circle and tapped it lightly on the table.

When some solidified oil splashed on the noodle soup, Yan Liang moved his fingers and dialed the number.

...and then hit a wall without any surprise.

Someone else answered the phone, and the voice seemed to be Qing'er, telling him Qin Yuan was taking a bath in a coquettish voice.

Yan Liang politely said thank you for this, and then washed the milk pot after eating noodles and put it away before returning to redial.

This time it was Qin Yuan who answered the call, but the man was panting a little shortly, and he rang through the receiver in a low voice, which made people's eardrums tingle... Yan Liang took the phone away with no expression, and spoke in a business tone Respectfully said: "I want to see you, when will you be free?"

Then he heard a moan that was not suitable for children. Qin Yuan's voice was sandwiched between the other party's profligate cries, and it was a little hoarse and sexy.

"At this time... Huh, you know you're looking for me?"

There was a complacency in that tone that could not be ignored, Yan Liang rolled his eyes, but his mouth softened according to the other party's words, Qin Yuan reported a hotel room number.But I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the man deliberately spoke very slowly, Yan Liang was forced to listen for a while, and suddenly felt a little bit of professionalism is different, can turn several eight beats in one breath, I'm afraid he didn't learn vocal music.

Of course, the complaints belonged to the complaints, he still had to pack up his things and get up and rush to the hotel. He was afraid that the other party would rush to pull the D ruthlessly after finishing the work, so he took a special car.

After getting out of the car, Yan Liang glanced at the reduced balance again, thinking in her heart that she would find some reason to reimburse her later...

And if he had known it was so far away, he would have called later.

The author has something to say: Yuanyuan is really a good dog (sigh)