Affectionate male supporting role as individual [Quick Transmigration]

"What?" The police chief took a puff of his cigarette, and said to the female police officer who had just knocked on the door, "What did Song Zesheng say?"

The female police officer was furious, and slammed her fist on the door, "Fuck, isn't that a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water? I have been in the industry for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such arrogance when the evidence is solid! Do you really think we can't do anything to him with a few stinky money in the family?!"

Her words were captured exactly under the lens of Xue Ciyao's accompanying camera.

The sheriff put down the cigarette and looked at Xue Ciyao.

Xue Ciyao was sitting next to the sheriff. She changed into women's clothes, wearing a white skirt, a pearl hairpin pinned to her head, and her makeup looked pitiful after being taken care of.

Seeing this from the police chief, Xue Ciyao's eyes welled with tears, "Sheriff, my boyfriend has been harassed by Song Zesheng on the show because they are men, Xingchen just felt strange and didn't go in any direction I thought. I didn’t expect Song Zesheng to get worse, my boyfriend is still lying in the hospital, please get justice for him.”

"Don't worry!" The female police officer is a lover. She walked up to Xue Ciyao, took a tissue to wipe her tears, and patted her chest to promise: "Don't worry, we will make Song Zesheng pay the price we deserve."

"Speaking of..." Xue Ciyao blinked with tear-stained eyelashes, "I don't know if the police officer has paid attention to the turmoil on the Internet a few days ago."

"Ok?"

Xue Ciyao said weakly: "Although Song Zesheng bought the work from Zaoque, it is legally unjustifiable to say that the bought work is written by himself."

"And Song Zesheng is very strange, I remember..."

The female police officer and the sheriff trembled.

"What's the situation now?" Song Xingchen, who was hanging salt water in the hospital, asked Xue Ciyao who came to visit him.

During this fight, Song Xingchen lost a tooth, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. If he wanted to appear in the public eye, he had to recuperate for a while.

Xue Ciyao dared to smile only after entering the hospital, with a beautiful face, "I went to the hospital just now with a camera, and Song Zesheng was very stubborn, and all his unrepentant appearance was captured. People on the Internet are scolding him."

Song Xingchen was taken aback, "What are you scolding?"

"He's gay, and he ruined our relationship, and finally sent you to the hospital." Xue Ciyao's smile almost reached his ears, "What can you scold on the Internet? It's not like you don't know those people It's really hahaha..."

Xue Ciyao felt that this was the happiest moment for her, and this kind of happiness was [-] times happier than pursuing Song Xingchen again.

Song Xingchen inexplicably thought of Song Zesheng. Song Zesheng was tall and handsome, and he felt safe being protected behind him.Song Zesheng has phoenix eyes, which are obviously very affectionate, but when looking at him, there are always ever-changing emotions.

Song Zesheng was also the one who pulled him when he was at his worst.

He didn't speak for a long time, and finally sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" Xue Ciyao was keenly aware of the reluctance in Song Xingchen's eyes, "There is a person who willingly ruined himself for you, are you moved now?"

She sneered: "It's as ridiculous as the death of a rabbit and a fox."

Song Xingchen was choked and out of breath for a long time, he also sneered and said: "Then can you destroy yourself for me?"

"Can I compare with Song Xingchen?" Xue Ciyao roared, "You don't like Song Zesheng, but you love me, and you definitely won't want to see me do this."

"Then what if I want to?" Song Xingchen squeezed the quilt with his fingers.

"Then are you willing to destroy yourself for me?" Xue Ciyao looked at the stiff Song Xingchen, "Look, you don't want to either. Song Zesheng is the only one who can be so stupid?"

For a moment, he was jealous of Song Xingchen.

Song Xingchen stopped talking.

Xue Ciyao walked up to him, put her soft body in his arms, and lowered her voice, "Okay, don't think about that. Things have come to this point, we can only move forward."

"Xingchen, I need to ask you for a sum of money."

"If you can contact Zao Que, then there will be something to play with."

The two snuggled together, and did not see a hidden corner, where the red light was looming.

In the police station, the female police officer came to the interrogation room to interrogate Chao Yu again.

Chaoyu can move freely in the small room this time, but his hands are in shackles, and he holds a book on his lap, which he reads with great interest.

"Where did this book come from?" The female police officer frowned.

"The manager brought it." Chaoyu was still reading the book without moving his eyes, "Maugham's "The Veil" is a very interesting book, I recommend you to read it."

"Damn it," the female police officer tore off the book and threw it on the table, "You still have the nerve to read a book after beating someone, you are so cold-blooded and heartless!"

Chao Yu didn't refute him, his expression remained unchanged, he put his legs up on the table like an old man, with a look of "whatever you want".

The female police officer was furious again, but thinking of the clues provided by Xue Ciyao, she sneered and said, "How long do you think you can be proud? Wait until we find Zao Que..."

"No investigation!" Chao Yu suddenly straightened up and shouted.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at your nervous look, it seems that there are still many shady things between you and Zaoque..."

"I said no to investigate." Chao Yu's face was cold, "Didn't you ask me to admit my mistake? That's fine, I can..."

"But I'm not interested anymore." The female police officer took the book away, "Enjoy your few clean days now."

She took the book and patted Chao Yu's shoulder, "Because when I find out your secret, the next time I see you, you will be in prison."

"Hold!"

The female police officer laughed and left.

But she didn't know that Chaoyu's lips curled up from an invisible angle.

Xue Ciyao, don't blame me for what you did.

After the female police officer asked her superiors for permission, she began to track down the number Zaoque.

"What? This, this is impossible!" The female police officer turned pale with shock.

She was absent-minded for a few minutes before regaining her senses. She operated the computer with trembling fingers, repeatedly checking whether she had made a mistake in any link.

But no, the result is still the same.

But this result is obviously unbelievable.

In the end, the female police officer turned pale, and walked out of the workshop as if her soul had been sucked out of her whole body.

"What's the matter?" asked the sheriff.

"I..." The female police officer opened her lips and remained silent for a long time.

The sheriff's curiosity was aroused, and he went to the female police officer's studio to see the results.

Surprised after watching it.

He has been in the industry for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen someone use his trumpet to accuse his tuba. This kind of trick is to slander himself. What does this person want to do?

What did he want by destroying himself?

Is there anything Song Zesheng can get by destroying himself?

Suddenly, he remembered the live broadcast before Song Zesheng beat someone.

"I've already found out." The female police officer sat across from Chao Yu again, and said with her chest in her arms, "Zao Que is an account registered with your identity information, and you use this account to sell works for the circulation of your own funds." .”

Her face moved closer to the center of the table, "But I really don't understand, why do you want to slander yourself?"

In fact, the female police officer had a vague suspicion in her heart, but she didn't believe it. How could someone be so crazy?And an arrogant and arrogant person like Song Zesheng is even less likely to do such a thing for one person.

He may have another purpose, no, he just has another purpose.

"I'm bored, looking for something to do." Chao Yu looked at the female police officer with cold eyes, "What's wrong?"

The female police officer widened her eyes, "Say it again?!"

"Boring, looking for something to do."

The female police officer expected that he would answer like this, but after Song Zesheng really answered like this, she felt almost humiliated.

Her throat is dry, and she has been thinking about this matter since she didn't drink water. She shouldn't be yelling now, but she seemed to relieve some of the annoying emotions, and she yelled:

"You think I'll believe it?"

"Song Zesheng, I think you directed and acted all of this, right? You deliberately used the trumpet to frame the trumpet to ruin your reputation. You just want to pretend to be pitiful and self-righteous to pay for Song Xingchen, let Song Xingchen accept you!"

"Ah..." Chaoyu's voice was emotionless, "You guessed it."

"You!" The female police officer's lips were about to be bitten by her own teeth, "You fucking die, I won't give you this chance, you will be detained, and you will never be in the entertainment industry again after you come out." not going down."

"I didn't like the entertainment industry in the first place." Chao Yu smiled, "Thank you."

A child in his twenties, usually with arrogant eyebrows and perverse behavior, he deserves a beating.But if it's not miserable and annoying, it's just such a smile without any thought, at this time it makes people feel that this is just a child.

In the end, the female police officer almost ran away and left the interrogation room. She sat in her seat and kept drinking water. It felt like a large piece of wet cotton was pressed in her heart, which was heavy and stuffy.

"Are you okay?" The colleague asked her concerned.

She stroked her forehead and shook her head, "I'm just a little tired."

"Then you should have a good rest." Just as the colleague finished speaking, there was a sudden exclamation, "You actually watched Maugham's "The Veil."

The female police officer froze for a moment, "This is not my book."

"Then you can take a look. Anyway, I can't understand what the protagonist in it thinks. If I were me, I wouldn't choose to love such a despicable person."

The female police officer's pupils widened, "What did you say?"

"You didn't see it, you can see it yourself."

In the dark room, a lamp was silently on.

The female police officer who took off her uniform read the last page of "The Veil" and closed the book.In fact, she is not a person who likes to read books. She didn't remember what the book mainly talked about, but only a passage in it.

"I have no illusions about you at all."

"I know you're stupid, frivolous, and empty-headed, but I love you."

"I know your intentions, your ideals, you are snobbish and vulgar, but I love you."

"I know you're a second-rate guy, but I love you."

"I know that wisdom will shock you, so be cautious."

"I know you only married me for your own sake. I love you so much that I don't care."

"From what I've seen, people tend to feel sad and disappointed when they fall in love with someone and it doesn't reciprocate, and that turns into anger and bitterness."

She remembered the video circulating on the Internet, Song Zesheng threw his fist at Song Xingchen, he was angry and sharp, and he even wanted to tear people alive.

She remembered that when she questioned Song Zesheng why he beat someone, he said, "Song Xingchen owes me this."

But never said exactly what was owed.

Later, Song Zesheng seemed to calm down. Song Zesheng holding a book had a kind of spiritual tranquility. He would recommend the book in his hand to the female police officer who was yelling at him with a deadpan face.

"Maugham's "The Veil", a very interesting book, I recommend you to read it."

His smile is not mixed with any emotion, it is a kind of transparency after letting go.

Not in response to the sentence in the book:

"I'm not like that. I never expected you to love me, I never imagined you'd have reason to love me, and I never thought I was attractive. For me to be given the opportunity to love you is to be grateful gone."