Bai Yueguang always thinks she is a substitute

The life of a domineering president is so plain and boring.

After a day's work and going to the gym, you can go home and see the girl hidden in the golden house.

But Fa Xiao, who is a well-known playboy in the circle, gave advice that lingered in his ears:

So close... So close...

Ji Zhuyi sent Yan Yao a WeChat message: I won't be going back tonight.

At the end, I added another sentence: If you come, you can sleep at my house.

Then Ji Zhuyi drove for an hour back to the villa in the outskirts of the city, lying on the big bed alone, feeling a little deserted.

Sleepless.

At last it was dawn.

After that, Ji Zhuyi kept returning home every other day.

Let's give Yan Yao a shot.

He's getting ready for a photo shoot.

After Yan Yao won the award last year, he didn't take any more movies, just to wait for this masterpiece of criminal investigation.

The main creative team had already decided years ago that the internationally renowned director and gold medal screenwriter wrote the work, which was to be judged for awards.

Yan Yao plays the second male lead—a perverted murderer like Hannibal.

At this time, he was sitting in the dressing room. The person in the mirror combed his thick black hair to the top of his head, revealing his full forehead. It made him look a little less elegant and a little more cold.

He raised his chin slightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, arched his brows, and pulled out an elegant and cool smile.

Then he quickly relaxed his facial features, revealing Yan Yao's expression.

The character's parents died at a young age, he was tossed between an orphanage and an adoptive family, and finally grew up in a country gentry's house who kept him in prison.Later, he killed the squire, inherited the inheritance, and also inherited the perverted spirit, and embarked on the road of no return.

What a cliche plot.

Yan Yao easily read the mind of the perverted murderer, revealing his eyes.

Then I sighed in my heart: Fortunately, my script is different from his.

Yan Yao also grew up in the orphanage, although he was abandoned, there is not much difference.The conditions of the orphanage in a small remote town are very poor. More than a dozen children sleep in a large bunk. The winter is dry and cold, and the summer is hot and humid and overgrown with damp insects.Eating and drinking is enough, but lack of protein and vitamin intake, each child is sallow and emaciated.

Yan Yao learned to fight at the age of five, fighting for ham, milk or apples that were delivered only once a week.From losing to winning, Yan Yao gained a body that stretched quickly.

When he was ten years old, Yan Yao was adopted by a local rich man. At that time, he was very happy, chasing after the rich man who was almost old enough to be his grandfather, and sweetly called him Dad.

Slowly, Yan Yao noticed that the way the rich man looked at him was like a beast staring at its prey.

Yan Yao secretly put a utility knife in his pocket, and took it to school, home, and to sleep.

Later, in Yan Yao's freshman year of high school, the rich man used his fat body to hold him down.

Yan Yao violently pushed the rich man away with his white but strong arms, turned over to bully him, and held the knife against his chest.

At this time, Yan Yao and the perverted murderer parted ways and took a fork in the road.

Yan Yao escaped and wandered aimlessly in the city.

Until I received a call from the teacher in charge.

Yan Yao put away his memory, feeling a sense of unreality. He looked at that noble person in the mirror, is it really that little rascal and beggar ten years ago?

The past of suffering has passed, and what it left to Yan Yao is the ability to feel happiness.