After the former actor was forced to open for business

The morning wind carried a strong chill, the moment Fan Yue opened the car door, he felt a gust of cold wind rushing towards his face, and his body stiffened a bit.

He really liked the feeling of being blown awake by the wind, so before the person beside him could speak, Fan Yue had already got out of the car.

"You stay here and wait to pay the assistant." Xia Jincheng looked at the driver sitting in front from the rearview mirror, "Tell him to take the people to the branch office first, and don't bother me."

"Okay, Mr. Xia."

Fan Yue walked to the door and stood still, and was about to turn his head to see if the man had followed, when suddenly an arm stretched out from behind, close to his side, almost holding half of his body into his arms.

There seemed to be no contact between the back and the man's chest, Fan Yue's heart beat faster, and he subconsciously moved half a step to the side.

Xia Jincheng's slender fingers landed on the combination lock, and pressed a series of numbers neatly.

Fan Yue didn't intend to look at it, but he was absent-minded for a moment, his eyes were fixed on the combination lock, and he didn't come back to his senses until the door lock opened with a "click".

It was also a hindsight that the password pressed by this person was so familiar——

901021 is Fan Yue's birthday.

"Come in first." Xia Jincheng took a pair of brand new slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to him.

Fan Yue nodded: "Thank you."

The two entered the house one after the other.

Xia Jincheng can't come to Yu'an a few times a year. Fan Yue didn't have strong expectations for the situation in the house, but what he saw after he came in made him feel dazed, as if he had returned to Yu'an now. capital.

The structure, furnishings, and even the smell of the aromatherapy used in the room are exactly the same as Xia Jincheng's house in the capital.

Human habits are indeed the scariest thing in this world.

He couldn't help frowning, and suddenly remembered the combination of the door lock.

"President Xia—"

"If you have anything to say, pack yourself first." Xia Jincheng took out a piece of candy from the candy box on the coffee table, peeled it off, and handed it to Fan Yue without any explanation, "Eat the candy, then take a shower and change clothes. I'll wait for you downstairs, I have plenty of time to talk about it."

The milky white candy was held on his fingertips through the candy wrapper, Fan Yue hesitated for a moment.

He doesn't like sweets very much, but he hasn't eaten for almost a day, and he was tortured by a lunatic last night, so he is not far from hypoglycemia.

Fan Yue took the candy and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet taste mixed with the strong milky fragrance filled his entire mouth. This feeling was so strange that it complicated his mood.

"The bathroom and cloakroom are upstairs, which is the same layout as my house in the capital." Xia Jincheng reminded, then took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen.

Fan Yue didn't speak, the sugar in his mouth was still melting with the temperature of his mouth.

He went upstairs silently, ready to tidy up his current embarrassment.

He understood that Xia Jincheng was giving him enough time to think, and he accepted this serious kindness, after all, what he wanted to say really needed careful consideration.

……

"Sister Qiaoqiao, what's the matter with you?" Xia Yu and Lin Lie had just walked to the entrance of the hotel when they saw He Qiaoqiao being helped out of the car by Fu Zhihua. He hurried over and followed them into the lobby .

Lin Lie was no less worried than anyone present, even though the mask covered most of his face, he could still feel his anxiety.

It's just that at this moment, he could see that what He Qiaoqiao needed more was to have a good rest, so he didn't rush to ask anything, and silently followed him to help the person sit down.

He Qiaoqiao shook his head and said nothing, but his face was not very good.

Fu Zhihua glanced at Lin Lie beside Xia Yu, let go of his hand in a little embarrassment, and then said to Xia Yu: "I still have some things to deal with, so Manager He will ask the young master to send her back to rest first." gone."

He seemed really anxious, and he was ready to leave before he finished speaking.

"Well." Xia Yu promised that he suddenly remembered something, then turned his head and stopped Fu Zhihua who was about to leave, "Wait a minute... Assistant Fu, why are you here? My brother is here? Brother Fan found it Yet?"

"Everyone is safe and sound, young master, don't worry." Assistant Fu pushed down his glasses, and his eyes flicked across He Qiaoqiao's pale face inadvertently.

All this fell into the eyes of Lin Lie who was on the side, and he went to the front desk silently to ask for a glass of warm water.

Xia Yu didn't pay attention to Fu Zhihua's small movements, but nodded thoughtfully, "Then you go and do your work, sister Qiao Qiao just leave it to me."

"it is good."

Seeing people walking away, Lin Lie just came back with a water glass, "Sister Qiao, drink some warm water first, Xia Yu and I will take you back to your room later."

He deliberately asked the front desk to fetch hot water, and it was just right to hand it to He Qiaoqiao to hold it and cover his hands.

Only then did He Qiaoqiao notice that it was Lin Lie who handed him the water. Remembering that this person came to visit Fan Yue yesterday, he said thank you and told him that Fan Yue was fine.

"Well, as long as you are all fine." Lin Lie nodded, but his brows were still furrowed, and he said lightly, "That person did it."

He Qiaoqiao was taken aback for a moment before she understood what he meant. She didn't speak, which was her acquiescence.

Seeing that the faces of the two were not very good, and their words were like playing charades, Xia Yu was confused and couldn't intervene, so he could only wait for the two of them to stop talking, and then reminded: "Why don't you talk to me first?" Send Miss Qiaoqiao back to her room?"

Lin Lie frowned slightly, and nodded, "En."

When you come out of the bathroom, you can smell the aroma from downstairs, like sweet and delicious food just out of the pan.

Fan Yue suddenly remembered the appearance of Xia Jincheng rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen before he went upstairs. It turned out that this person was cooking...

After picking out some clothes from the cloakroom to change into, Fan Yue went downstairs with his half-dried hair.

He doesn't really like the feeling of drying with a hair dryer, so he just air-dries most of the time.

When Xia Jincheng brought two bowls of vegetable porridge to the table, he raised his eyes and saw Fan Yue walking towards him.

"Come over for dinner first." He said, then turned and went into the kitchen to bring out two dishes of side dishes, "I don't live here often, and the ingredients in the refrigerator are limited, so eat as you go."

The time seems to have returned to a few months ago, the day Fan Yue signed a contract with Jinyue Entertainment, but the difference is that he was the one who cooked the meal that day, not Mr. Xia who was rolling up his sleeves and looking like a good man at home.

This feeling was so strange that Fan Yue was in a daze for a while.

It seems that the last time I ate Xia Jincheng's cooking was the time when he had a fever and was brought home by someone, the smell of paste wafting in the room was still fresh in my memory.

But this time Mr. Xia's culinary skills seem to have improved a lot.

Fan Yue sat down with Xia Jincheng, scooped a spoonful of porridge into his mouth.

The entrance is a combination of the freshness of vegetables and the softness and sweetness of rice grains, refreshing and not monotonous.

"President Xia's culinary skills have improved." He couldn't help boasting.

Xia Jincheng's body was slightly stiff, and when he looked up and saw that his hair was still half wet, he couldn't help frowning.

He got up and turned on the air conditioner, and adjusted the temperature to 28°C, "If you don't dry it, you will get a headache."

Fan Yue was stunned for a moment before he understood what he meant, shook his head and said, "Not at all."

Xia Jincheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something more, but when the words came to his mouth, he felt that he had no position to speak now, so he simply swallowed them back, and sat back at the dining table to continue eating.

The fine tradition of "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep" is especially clearly reflected in this breakfast. Both of them ate with their heads down, and neither of them spoke.

But a meal will always be finished, and the words to be said will eventually be inescapable.

Fan Yue put down his spoon and looked up at Xia Jincheng who was sitting opposite.

"President Xia, I have something to tell you."

The man paused incredulously, then raised his head, with no expression on his face, but he didn't seem to be looking forward to it.

Xia Jincheng straightened up subconsciously, and gave a muffled "En", "Let's talk."

Fan Yue pursed his lower lips, the sweetness of vegetable porridge still remained between his lips and teeth.

He is not a person who likes to beat around the bush, not to mention that he knows that the boss in front of him doesn't like that either, so he gets straight to the point.

"Actually, until now, I don't quite understand the reason why Jinyue Entertainment signed me." Fan Yue raised his eyes to meet the man's dark eyes, "Maybe it's because I think I can turn around, or maybe it's pure pity. But the facts In front of you, Mr. Xia, you have also seen that I am burdened with troubles one after another, and at the same time, it has affected Jinyue's reputation and even Xia's stock. Obviously, this has become a loss-making business. I am deeply sorry for that."

He suddenly smiled as he spoke, the corners of his lips seemed to be self-deprecating, "I don't know what you would do if someone else signed the contract today, but the current situation is that everyone can see that you are right My partiality is all too obvious.

"So I think the reason why you signed me is not as simple as wanting to sign an artist." The smile on Fan Yue's lips faded, and his moist eyes looked at the person in front of him.

"Also, you never answered the question that day."

The temperature of the air conditioner was obviously turned up two degrees on purpose, but the atmosphere was not as warm as imagined.

Xia Jincheng raised his eyes to meet Fan Yue's gaze, and the originally frivolous Taohua eyes were full of serenity.

"That's right, what I want from you is indeed more than just business interests." When he spoke, his voice was very soft, and there was an unfathomable meaning in his tone.

Fan Yue's heart tightened after hearing this.

He had thought about Xia Jincheng's purpose in signing him countless times before. It can be said that he had considered all kinds of situations, but there was only one that he dared not think about.

Because that reason is not so reasonable no matter how you look at it.

"No." Mr. Xia stood up, walked around the table and walked to Fan Yue's side step by step. The expression on his face was too serious, making people so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe.

"In other words, what I want from you has never been commercial interests." Xia Jincheng stood beside Fan Yue, looking down at the man, "Signing you has never been a business for me. Not to mention profit or loss.

"I want to help you accomplish everything you want to do. I want to watch you return to the top. I want to watch those who have hurt you pay for their words and deeds..."

He paused almost every word, and Fan Yue's more shocked face was reflected in his pitch-black eyes, but the emotion in his eyes suddenly changed.

Fan Yue clearly felt the emotion that almost drowned him in it.

The room was very quiet, and he heard Xia Jincheng say in a deep voice, "Fan Yue, what I want is you."