The sick tycoon tricked me into pampering him again

Being interrupted by him like this, Bai Qiao didn't even have the idea of ​​eating a dish to taste.

Seeing that the pained look on his face didn't look like a fake, Bai Qiao asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ugh—" Jing Yu vomited so hard that she couldn't straighten up, and when she heard him speak, she waved her hands as a response.

As the man who ate the meal cooked by Bai Qiao himself for the third time, Lu Sibo had already seen through everything, thinking about this man's past cooking with Bai Qiao, he couldn't feel pity at all, Bai Qiao himself forgot about cooking. It's over!

Lu Sibo said: "Don't worry about him, it may be because of eating too much."

Bai Qiao pushed a glass of water over, "Drink some hot water."

Jing Yu took a big gulp, panted and said, "Thank you."

Lu Sibo put down the chopsticks that came from Bai Qiao's hand, pressed the topic about the dishes on the table calmly, and said, "Will you recognize the bed? There is a second bedroom upstairs that is vacant."

"I..." Just as Bai Qiao was about to speak, the phone that was set to silent began to vibrate crazily.

He took it out and saw that it was Gu Siyuan's phone number.

It's getting dark at this time, obviously it's not working time, so Lai Lian called in at this time, there must be something urgent, Bai Qiao thought about it and got up and said: "I'll answer the phone first."

Lu Sibo: "Okay."

Bai Qiao walked to the corridor while answering the phone, "Hello?"

"Ancestor, you still know how to answer the phone!"

"...Your opening remarks are as monotonous as ever." Bai Qiao said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Is work more important than a male god?

He didn't even have to think about it, he just chose Lu Sibo, okay?

What's more, it's not working time now, and he is still on vacation, so it's a little inappropriate to come to talk about work at this time.

Gu Siyuan sighed, and said helplessly, "An accident happened to Shan Fanghua."

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On the first day of staying at the male god's house, because of an accident with an artist under him, he had no choice but to end it.

He didn't even touch Lu Sibo's bed.

On the way back, Bai Qiao yelled that it was a pity.

Bai Qiao was sitting in the co-pilot, looking out the window boredly with his chin resting on one hand, the driver who drove him was an unfamiliar face, Lu Sibo wanted him to go to the garage to pick a car and drive back by himself, after all his car broke down, It is also inconvenient to travel, so picking one means keeping it for yourself.

But Bai Qiao refused, so Lu Sibo found a driver to take him off. At first, he said that Jing Yu would take him, but when he got in the car, he found a driver he didn't know.

Bai Qiao still has some things that he wants to chat with Jing Yu privately. There are too many important points about the car accident and there is no time to review it. He still wants to dig something out of Jing Yu's mouth.

As a result, now that he has changed people, he can only rely on his own thinking.

Bai Qiao turned sideways and asked, "Where's Jingyu? Are you changing shifts?"

The driver shook his head, "Jing Yu is not feeling well, she should go to the hospital now."

"Uncomfortable?" Bai Qiao was suspicious, this person looked fine just now, why did he suddenly get sick, "What's wrong?"

driver:"……"

food poisoning.

I know the truth but I dare not tell it.

The driver coughed lightly and said, "Men always have a few days every month."

"...?"

Bai Qiao, who is also a man, couldn't understand the meaning of the words, but he could vaguely guess a little, and he didn't rush to ask because he didn't know much. Lu Sibo was even more curious, "Does Lu Sibo have these days?"

The driver was startled, and even his hand holding the steering wheel was a little unsteady. He gave Bai Qiao a meaningful look, "He's going too."

Bai Qiao: "???"

Bai Qiao still wanted to ask more questions, but seeing that he had reached his destination, coupled with the urgent urging from Li Gusiyuan on the phone, he didn't have time to say too much, so he could only go to Shan Fanghua first.

"Hello? I'm downstairs in the hotel. Can you tell me what happened?" Bai Qiao walked into the hotel while making a phone call.

When calling just now, Gu Siyuan also left him a suspense, only said that something happened to him, but didn't say what happened, just blindly urged him to come over.

Knowing that the person has arrived, Gusyuan condensed the whole matter into six simple words: "Shan Fanghua is going to jump off the building."

"What?" Bai Qiao raised his head abruptly, and stopped in front of the elevator.

The two elevators on the left and right were already full of people.

Many people with camera and video equipment forced themselves into it.

It seems that if you miss this elevator, there will be no next time. No one exits, and the elevator is overloaded and emits a long beep of overload. Even so, no one comes down.

"The elevator is overloaded! Don't crowd you!"

"Close the door! Close the door, you idiot!"

"This exclusive news belongs to me, get the hell out of here!"

"Stop it! I can't breathe—!"

Bai Qiao frowned and looked at the media paparazzi in the two elevators, feeling annoyed, but the more important thing right now was Shan Fanghua, the elevator couldn't get through, so Bai Qiao turned and ran to the stairs.

Gu Siyuan on the other end of the phone was still asking, "Hello? Are you still listening?"

"Which floor is Shan Fanghua on now?"

"The top floor." After a pause, Gu Siyuan continued: "The top of the thirty-story building."

'boom! '

The door leading to the roof was kicked open by Bai Qiao, and two silhouettes could be vaguely seen on the empty roof.

"Bai Qiao will be here soon. You are an artist under him now. If you have any grievances, tell him and he will help you. There is no need to risk your life here."

"What do you think you are trying to do? Your current position is not that big, but you are not a little transparent. After so many years of hard work, do you want to jump down and destroy everything?"

"Listen, brother, there is nothing that can't be solved."

Gus Yuanyu persuaded him earnestly, his voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't know how long he had been talking.

Looking at the time, it should have started when I called him.

Seeing that the two of them didn't notice him, Bai Qiao originally wanted to go around and catch him, and talk about it later when everything was safe, but Shan Fanghua was sitting too far back, and he could pull people over in the past, so he couldn't. It will be seen by the paparazzi holding up the camera and waiting for the first-hand news.

After thinking about it, he still decided to convince people with reasoning, Bai Qiao put down the hemp rope regretfully, walked over and asked, "Why did you jump off the building?"

Shan Fanghua, who was sitting on the side, stared blankly at the person who appeared suddenly, a little bewildered flashed in his clever eyes, and subconsciously looked at Gu Siyuan, and Gu Siyuan nodded at him.

"I……"

"Let me guess." Bai Qiao interrupted him, "The suicide of a person of your status is nothing more than setbacks at work, gossip being exposed, quarrels within the group, malicious attacks from black fans and keyboard warriors."

Bai Qiao classified him into categories, raised his jaw and asked, "What kind are you?"

Shan Fanghua curled up her fingertips, looked at Bai Qiao and said nothing.

The pale little face was very conspicuous under the gloomy sky, and the light brown hair was softly attached to the sides of the cheeks, as if wet by tears.

The whole person looks like an extremely fragile porcelain doll, as if it would shatter on the spot if you speak too loudly.

He didn't speak, and could only rely on Bai Qiao to guess.

I just said so much but didn't get approval, that is other than those things, Bai Qiao thought for a moment, and said: "Unspoken rules?"

Shan Fanghua instantly raised his eyes, his terrified expression was like that of a deer caught by a hunter, rushing into the hunter's trap in a panic.

"Small things." Bai Qiao took a few steps closer, and stretched out his hand to him, "Come here, I'll take care of it for you."

Shan Fanghua stared at his hand and didn't notice his approaching movement for a while, but when he came back to his senses, he quickly rubbed back and whispered, "You, don't come here."

Bai Qiao was not in a hurry to force him, but stopped directly, "I can help you."

"You can't do it." Shan Fanghua bit her lower lip until it was so red and swollen, she didn't explain the meaning, but kept repeating, "You can't...you can't."

Gu Siyuan, who had been quiet since Bai Qiao came, couldn't help but smiled and said, "How can a man say no?"

Bai Qiao glanced at him, and caught the word 'watching a show' on his face brightly, "There are paparazzi downstairs, you go down and deal with it."

Gu Siyuan was stunned, "Ah? What the hell? Why did the paparazzi come?"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go."

"..."

Gu Siyuan wanted to say something, but Bai Qiao came over and grabbed him by the back of the neck and pushed him out.

"Oh, I didn't say—!" When he turned around, the only door was closed.

Gusyuan nearly bumped his nose.

Gu Siyuan had no choice but to knock on the door and shouted: "Then you remember to persuade people to come down."

Bai Qiao: "Don't worry, I have a measure."

Gu Siyuan murmured in his heart: You have a sense of proportion.

Rao is so complaining, but obediently go down and block the paparazzi.

When Bai Qiao turned around and came back, taking advantage of Dan Fanghua's inattention, he took a few more steps and got closer to him, "It's just the two of us now, if you have anything to say, you can just tell me."

"I have not been unspoken." Shan Fanghua said, his voice choked up, as if he had been greatly wronged, "It's someone else in the team. He asked me to go find that person with him. He has mine in his hand." The photos were all taken by him while I was sleeping, and he said that if I didn’t go, he would release those things and make me notorious.”

"Those pictures are...?"

"No." Shan Fanghua retorted in a panic, "But he also put some things in it. He used this trick when he debuted in the draft before. I'm afraid..."

Having seen how powerful this move is, Shan Fanghua knows better than anyone what consequences this will bring.

"Don't worry, I have a way to solve this." Listening to Shan Fanghua's brief description, he felt that the matter was not serious, and he said, "Come down now and go to the room to rest. This matter, I promise, will be given to you." You have a perfect answer."

Shan Fanghua shook his head, "I... those paparazzi were called by me."

Bai Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood why Shan Fanghua didn't jump directly at first, but entangled with Gu Siyuan for so long until he came.

Shan Fanghua was not waiting for him, but for those paparazzi!

"Thank you for your willingness to help me." Shan Fanghua smiled slightly, and fell back as if relieved.

When Bai Qiao saw this, he just raised his eyebrows lightly, Shan Fanghua was taken aback for a moment, and as he leaned back, he felt something was wrong, and looked down, only to see that his legs were entangled with hemp rope at some point live, being tied to a post beside it.

Shan Fanghua: "...?"

In such a daze, Bai Qiao had already rushed in front of him.

"No! Don't save me—huh?!"

Before he finished speaking, Shan Fanghua felt something was stuffed into his mouth, and then he watched Bai Qiao quickly and neatly tie him up with a hemp rope.

Shan Fanghua: "???"

Kidnapped, kidnapped?