After the former actor was forced to open for business

Seeing the message from the other party, Fan Yue couldn't help frowning even more. He raised his eyes to look at the door, and lowered his eyes to look at his phone.

It's already past eight o'clock in the evening, and it's getting dark outside, why did this person come here again?

baffling.

Before Fan Yue could figure it out, another sentence popped up on the phone screen: "Open the door, I'm at the door."

Thinking that he is still held in Xia Jin's hands, how can he disobey the boss's words at will?

He sighed helplessly, got up and walked to the door.

Looking out from the cat's eyes, there was a familiar figure standing at the door.The man squeezed in sideways almost the moment Fan Yue opened the door, feeling a little guilty.

Fan Yue took two steps back and looked at the person. Today, Xia Jincheng is not wearing his usual suit, but looks like he just ran back from the night.

It looks and feels a lot different from usual, with a little more vigor and vitality that young people should have.

Fan Yue couldn't help but think of the first time the two had dinner together, and Xia Jin was also wearing casual clothes when he sent him home that night.

It seems like a long time ago, but it seems like it was only yesterday.

Seeing him standing still, Xia Jincheng closed the door smoothly, turned around and looked at him with a slight frown, "I haven't seen you for a few days, don't you know me?"

"Cough." Sensing his lack of focus, Fan Yue quickly looked away and coughed to cover up his embarrassment.

"President Xia came to visit so late, what's your business?" He said before turning around and walking inside.

Xia Jincheng followed behind him. Unlike the previous few days, today's President Xia didn't seem to be acquainted at all, and sat on the sofa very naturally.

"Come to visit the class." He said lightly.

Fan Yue: "..."

It was the first time he saw someone who came to visit the class at night. Was it the class who visited?Maybe there is something else...

He didn't think about it, and he didn't want to think of people like that.

This circle is indeed too dirty, but for Xia Jincheng, he would rather believe that this person is the only alternative in the circle who is not stained by mud.

Fan Yue couldn't say exactly why.

Probably because I think such a beautiful skin, if it is wrapped with those disgusting things, it is really too wasteful.

He had nothing to entertain Xia Jincheng this time, so he simply sat down on the other side of the sofa, "President Xia, just tell me the truth. I'll read the script later."

This is obviously driving people away, why can't Xia Jincheng hear it.But the more Fan Yue treats him like this, the more he wants to drag Fan Yue along. To be able to appreciate the embarrassing expression of the showbiz's good looks is also a little joy in his boring life as a boss.

"Are you still getting used to it these few days? Is there anything I can help you with?" Xia Jincheng asked him in a deep voice.

Fan Yue didn't know why, but he answered one by one: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

This concise and direct answer is simply embarrassing on purpose.

Xia Jincheng: "..."

"What happened?" Fan Yue suddenly remembered that Xia Jincheng commented on his Weibo that day. Could it be that Xia always came here for this matter?But it's been almost a week since his Weibo post, isn't it a bit late to come now...

"No." Xia Jincheng's face darkened, subconsciously felt his throat tighten, and wanted to straighten his tie.But when he reached his neckline, he remembered that he had changed into casual clothes for the convenience of going out today.

Where did the sweater come from and the tie...

Mr. Xia's hands unnaturally straightened the collar of his collar which didn't have any wrinkles, and his sitting posture obviously didn't match his attire today.

It's kind of funny anyway.

Seeing this, Fan Yue seemed to be familiar with the strange behavior of the young CEO, and asked calmly, "So?"

Xia Jin was slightly startled, pretending nothing had happened, and looked at him sullenly.

"I just... I heard that half of the training camp is over, and tomorrow we will be shooting your makeup photos. Come and see your condition."

This reason is a bit far-fetched, but Fan Yue doesn't want to delve into it.

He was able to waste so much time on Xia Jincheng before because he didn't have a job at that time, and he had a lot of time and effort to consume.

What's more, he still needs to please Xia Jincheng to ensure that he can successfully sign the contract and get the resources he wants.

But now that he is full of work every day, he naturally doesn't want to waste his energy on other things.

Many times Fan Yue feels that he is an out-and-out workaholic, and when he devotes himself to work seriously, he will almost be in a state of being denied by his relatives.

Probably because I understand that only hard work and dedication at work will not be easily let down.

At least work can bring him economic benefits and a sense of fulfillment that are visible to the naked eye, but feelings are something that cannot be seen, touched, let alone grasped.

And smart people never give up practical interests to pursue illusory things.

"Xie Xia is always concerned." Fan Yue smiled at him.

The smile only stayed at the corner of his lips, and even the arc of his lips seemed to be mass-produced by him in a factory, without any warmth or practical significance.

Xia Jincheng's eyebrows twitched. He didn't really want to see this kind of copy-and-paste smile on Fan Yue's face, at least when the two of them were alone.

Stretching out his arm uncontrollably, his palm pressed against Fan Yue's cheek, and the pad of his thumb lightly rubbed the corner of the man's lips before letting go.

It's just that when he put it down, his thumb inadvertently rubbed against his lower lip, like a tease.

The apex of their hearts trembled slightly.

Even though he didn't get contact for two seconds, Fan Yue fully felt the warmth of the man's palm, so warm that he felt that half of his cheek was still hot.

The body seemed to have lost its ability to respond, trying to escape but still froze there, unable to move.

"President Xia...?" Fan Yue frowned, and looked up into a pair of dark eyes.

Xia Jincheng's eyes are really beautiful, so beautiful that people can't help but sink into them at a glance, and they are willing to indulge, unable to extricate themselves.

"This time, I will protect you." The man said so suddenly, making people confused.

Fan Yue heard Xia Jincheng continue to say: "I will give you what you want, no matter what."

At this moment, Xia Jincheng was inexplicably a little more gentle, and his eyes reflected Fan Yue's appearance.Wet, as if he had practiced countless times how to look at him, how to firmly imprint him in his eyes.

Fan Yue's heart seemed to be scratched by something, itching.

For some reason, although the air conditioner was not turned on in the house, and it was not the heating season, Fan Yue felt that the temperature around him was rising, and an inexplicable hot feeling rushed straight to the top of his head.

Similar to the words "Leave it to me", "Don't worry", and "I'm here", he has heard too many words from Xia Jincheng, and every time it makes his heart feel turbulent out of thin air, even though he is trying hard to restrain himself. cover up.

The atmosphere froze for only a moment, and Fan Yue heard himself asking that person in a blunt tone: "Conditions?"

No one will help someone without asking for anything in return, after all, no one is a philanthropist.

Xia Jincheng's gaze followed the lines of his facial features all the way down, and finally landed on the bare skin exposed by the neckline of his bathrobe.

The voice was low and it seemed to have a hoarse smile: "The conditions..."