After the former actor was forced to open for business

The atmosphere in the car was ambiguous.

"I thought about it ten years ago." Xia Jincheng's words made Fan Yue's heart skip a beat.

Ten years ago, the signing date of the signed photo on the desk was also ten years ago...

When did he meet Xia Jincheng?

The vibration of the mobile phone broke the atmosphere in the car, Fan Yue smiled apologetically at Xia Jincheng, and took out the mobile phone from his pocket.

Seeing his face darken, Xia Jincheng's brows were twisted into the word "Chuan", "What's wrong?"

"Please stop the car." Fan Yue said this to the driver in front, avoiding his eyes and not daring to look at the person beside him, "I'm going to answer the phone."

Before Xia Jincheng had time to stop him, he saw Fan Yue hastily got out of the car, and deliberately walked a few steps away before answering the phone.

His face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's such a time now, what other calls does Fan Yue need to answer behind her back?

"I heard you're back!" The hoarse voice on the phone made Fan Yue's heart tense, "You really found a good boss who is rich and obedient."

Fan Dazheng laughed suddenly, that old voice coupled with the cold laughter made the cold wind around Fan Yue much cooler.

Fan Yue was not in the mood to listen to his nonsense, so he said in a deep voice, "I came back this time to make a break with you, let's meet."

"Finished?" The laughter on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped, "I am your father! What do you want to do with me? I gave you your life, stop dreaming, just like that bitch Innocent!"

"Stop teasing me with my mother." Fan Yue bit hard, "Don't you just want money? I have it. You come to my house to get it in three days, and we'll make a deal there."

Fan Dazheng snorted coldly, "Why did you decide the place?"

"..." Fan Yue did not speak, quietly waiting for the next sentence.

"At our house in three days, I want 1000 million." As soon as the words finished, a busy tone came from the phone.

Fan Yue froze for a moment before slowly taking the phone from his ear.

He breathed heavily, and suddenly sneered, "Our family..."

What Fan Dazheng said was that the old house they lived in used to be in the capital, but it was located in a remote location. There were many old houses that were said to be demolished many years ago, but they never moved. There were only a dozen dilapidated houses standing in the there.

It was also the place Fan Yue least wanted to face.

It was there that he watched Fan Dazheng torture his mother every day, and he could only cower in the corner, and it was also where his bruised and broken childhood memories were sealed.

That's okay, since it started from that place, it can be regarded as a beginning and an end when it ends there.

Feeling his shoulders suddenly sink, Fan Yue turned around and saw Xia Jincheng who was putting on clothes for himself.

"Finished the call?" the man asked him.

"En." Fan Yue pulled the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't force himself to laugh.

"Don't laugh if you don't want to." Xia Jincheng squeezed his shoulder as comfort, "Get in the car and take you home."

Although he didn't hear the content of the phone call, he also knew that what Fan Yue needed most at this time was not to be accompanied by force, but to think alone and calm down.

So he was willing to give Fan Yue enough time and believed in him.

"it is good."

……

The car stopped at the gate of Fanyue Community.

"Thank you, Mr. Xia, for taking me back. Be careful on the way back." Fan Yue subconsciously added an extra sentence, and got out of the car without waiting for anyone to respond.

He really needed to be alone for a while.

Xia Jincheng understood him, but only waited until his figure disappeared at the gate of the community before letting the driver drive the car away.

After all, he had already guessed who the person who called Fan Yue was, so he was still somewhat worried.

It's not that he didn't want to help Fan Yue solve the matter of Fan Dazheng, but it was Fan Yue's father after all, and as an outsider, he had no reason or position to make decisions for Fan Yue.So I can only teach this person some small lessons and let him keep his own place.

But now it seems that this Fan Dazheng is a desperate person.

"Mr. Xia, where are you going next?" the driver turned his head and asked.

Xia Jincheng frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Go back to the company. Tell Fu Zhihua to wait for me in the office."

"Ok."

When Fan Yue got home, he found that he was still wearing Xia Jincheng's coat. The pure black cashmere coat carried the faint smell of perfume and tobacco on the man's body.

He scraped his clothes into the cabinet and sat down on the edge of the bed.

He hasn't been back to this house for several months. Fortunately, there are hourly workers who come to clean it every week, so it seems that it retains some human touch.

The lights in the room were bright, but he felt that everything was dark, as if he had returned to that old house...

——"Xiaoyue, come to mom."

——"Don't be afraid, son, mom will take you away soon."

——"Xiaoyue, run! Run! Don't look back—"

——"Xiaoyue, if your mother is gone, you must live on."

……

Trembling, Fan Yue found an old photo that had been torn out from the bedside cabinet, and gently stroked with his fingertips the woman whose outline was blurred but could still see a bright smile.

"Mom, I will definitely live on. He will also be punished as he should."

"Mr. Xia, we have arranged for someone to keep an eye on Fan Dazheng's actions." Fu Zhihua handed the folder in his arms to Xia Jincheng, and pushed down his glasses, "He has been in the old housing area near the suburbs recently. Huang, I checked, it was his previous residence, where Fan Yue lived when he was a child."

Xia Jincheng touched his chin and frowned, "Continue to observe, and report to me in time if there is any situation."

"Okay, Mr. Xia."

"In addition, let the people at the headquarters re-prepare the project I reviewed today, and I will have a new feasible plan within two days."

Fu Zhihua nodded, "Okay."

Xia Jincheng waved his hand to let Fu Zhihua go out, but suddenly remembered something, "Where is He Qiaoqiao? Let her come to my office."

When Fan Yue woke up, it was already the next morning, the lights in the room were still on, and there was that old photo beside his pillow.

The negativity of yesterday dissipated after talking for a few hours, he sat up and put the photo back in the drawer.

There was a knock on the door, and Fan Yue asked warily, "Who?"

"Brother Fan, it's me." Xia Yu's voice sounded outside the door, "I brought you breakfast."

Fan Yue was a little surprised, when he opened the door, he saw the young master standing there smiling, with two big bags in his hands.

Xia Yu was already thin and small, and now he was carrying so many things, it made people feel like his shoulders were about to collapse.

"Buy so much?" Fan Yue quickly took the things over and let him into the room, "Sit down as you please."

"I didn't know what to buy for you, so I bought some. When I went to the supermarket, I also bought the snacks and fruits you usually like to eat." Xia Yu said, taking boxes of breakfast out of one of the big bags Take it out and put it on the table.

"You just finished filming a movie. I guess you must have a good rest during this period, so I bought more."

Fan Yue looked at the things in front of him that could almost fill his refrigerator, and couldn't help laughing, "I'll ask He Qiaoqiao to reimburse you later."

"No, no, no," the young master hurriedly waved his hands, "Brother Fan, I have something to ask of you today, and you don't need to be reimbursed for this little thing."

As Xia Yu spoke, he handed the chopsticks to him, expressing the four words "asking for others" to the fullest.

Fan Yue had already seen that something was wrong with him, and now he looked at the child in front of him with great interest, "Is it related to Lin Lie?"

"You, how do you know?" The young master's ears were red, and he didn't dare to look at Fan Yue at the moment, "I really want to see brother Lin Lie...he must be in a bad mood yesterday because of something. Misunderstanding, I have to explain clearly."

Seeing his appearance, Fan Yue's heart couldn't help but pause.

It's been a long time since he has the feeling of always thinking about a person and trying his best to explain when he misunderstood.

"Are you afraid that he won't see you, so you came to me?"

"En." Xia Yu nodded, his clear eyes were full of firmness.

Fan Yue couldn't help being in a daze for a moment. He seemed to have seen such eyes before. When he first saw Xia Yu, he also felt that this child looked familiar...

"Brother Fan, please help me, please." Xia Yu's voice pulled Fan Yue back from his thoughts.

He was startled, stretched out his hand to rub the young master's soft hair, and was about to agree, when that strong sense of familiarity surged into his heart again.

Why is this scene so familiar?Had he done the same thing before?

This matter couldn't come to a conclusion for a while, Fan Yue tried to calm himself down, and looked at Xia Yu with a smile, "Okay, when and where do you want to see him? I'll make an appointment for you."

After Xia Yu left, the room became quiet again.

Fan Yue stuffed the two bags of things into the refrigerator, and picked out a few things that children like to eat, and prepared to take them to Xiaobao.

As soon as He Qiaoqiao came back from Yu'an, he was busy in the company. Fortunately, Xiaobao was obedient and obediently followed his grandparents to eat and sleep on time every day.

Thinking of this, Fan Yue bought another toy for the child and took it together.

"Uncle, uncle! Hug!" Seeing Fan Yue, Xiao Bao was so happy that he jumped up, and quickly ran over with a pair of short legs to hug him.

Fan Yue greeted his uncle and aunt with a smile, bent down and picked him up, holding him high, "Xiaobao has grown taller again. See what uncle bought for you?"

After all, Xiaobao was still a child less than six years old. Seeing the toy had a lot of fun, he put his arms around Fan Yue's neck and did not let go, "Thank you uncle! The wooden horse!"

"Xiaoyue, why have you lost weight again? Are you tired from filming? I heard that the conditions in Yu'an are quite difficult." While chopping vegetables, my aunt did not forget to show concern for him.

Fan Yue handed the toy to Xiaobao, coaxed the child to play in the house, and rolled up his sleeves to help his aunt.

"It's not bitter, but it's a bit cold, and there's no heating in the room." He said with a smile.

My aunt is always reluctant to let him work, so she pushes him away now, "Son, go and watch TV with your uncle, the kitchen is small, don't crowd me."

"It's okay, I'm here to eat today, and I'll pay for your food." He lowered his head and started to work as he said so.

Only when he is at his aunt's house can he really feel at home. This feeling is really long gone, but he likes it very much.

"Can you celebrate the New Year at home this year? Your uncle is looking forward to drinking with him every year!" Auntie said this, afraid that Fan Yue would be under pressure, so she hurriedly added, "It doesn't matter if you are not at home, we are just worried about your eating. Not good to wear..."

Fan Yue's eyes couldn't help sore, he didn't dare to raise his head, he just nodded and agreed: "Stay at home."

"Okay! Whatever you want to eat, Auntie will make it for you!"

"Eh, good."

……

Coming out of my aunt's house, I felt that the surroundings suddenly changed from lively to silent.

The street was surprisingly quiet in the afternoon, Fan Yue felt empty and walked home alone.

Passing by a supermarket on the road, remembering that the last time he went to the supermarket was when Yu An and Xia Jincheng were together, he turned into it involuntarily.

Xia Yu just stuffed so many things into him, he didn't need anything at all, just thought of the scene of going shopping with someone in the supermarket, so he wanted to go in and have a look.

Humans are animals that are good at remembering and yearning. He wants to see someone he had met only yesterday.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated twice, it was Xia Jincheng's message.

Xia Jincheng: "Should I go to the supermarket by myself, or come with me?"

Fan Yue's body froze suddenly, how could Xia Jincheng know that he was in the supermarket?

The light in front of his eyes was suddenly blocked by something, he raised his head numbly, and saw a familiar figure standing there, the face he was thinking about just now really appeared in front of his eyes.

"Xia Jincheng?"

The man frowned, walked over and took the shopping basket from him consciously. "Am I that scary? Why do I look like a ghost?"

Fan Yue didn't know what to say. It's really hard to describe the surprise and touch of seeing the person he misses appearing in front of his eyes, unless he has experienced it himself.

At that moment, the brain stopped working, and I could only look at the person in front of me to confirm whether it was an illusion or reality.

Fan Yue couldn't help lowering his eyes and laughing, and followed Mr. Xia's pace in front of him.

No one asked why Xia Jincheng appeared here, and no one asked Fan Yue why the refrigerator was full and went to the supermarket.

The two of them just walked side by side, looked at the items on each shelf, and occasionally discussed whether to buy or not. The harmony of the atmosphere was comparable to that of an old couple.

I don't know if the time in the capital is passing faster than Yu'an, or their tacit understanding has improved. When they came out of the supermarket, both of them still had something to say.

"I didn't realize before that going to the supermarket can make you feel good." Mr. Xia muttered, grabbed the wrist of the person beside him and walked towards the parking lot.

Fan Yue was staggered by him, "Where are you going?"

Xia Jincheng didn't reply him in a hurry, until he stuffed him into the car, he said lightly: "My home or your home, you choose."

Fan Yue glanced at the two big bags on the back seat of the car, and frowned when he thought of the full refrigerator at home.

"My refrigerator is full." He said so.

"Okay, got it." Mr. Xia had already made a decision for him, and quickly started the car and drove towards his home.

The two of them didn't talk all the time, and the atmosphere in the car didn't seem awkward, but rather quiet.

Twenty minutes later, the car finally stopped at the door of Xia Jincheng's garage.

Fan Yue skillfully unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car, but suddenly he heard the person next to him ask: "Your refrigerator is full, why do you still have to go to the supermarket?"

Fan Yue coughed twice, and slowly turned his head away.

In fact, he could say that he bought it for He Qiaoqiao, but he knew that since Xia Jincheng could accurately appear in the supermarket near He Qiaoqiao's home, he must know where he just came out from.

So he simply chose not to speak.

But Mr. Xia is really a persistent person in this regard. Seeing that Fan Yue had the intention of "running away", he quickly locked the car door, leaned over, and put his arm on the back of the chair behind Fan Yue.

"You can choose not to say it, but the default will be what I think in my heart."

Fan Yue turned his head to meet his gaze, and a smile could not help but appear on his lips, "What's in Mr. Xia's heart?"

The distance between the two kept shrinking, and Fan Yue could clearly feel Xia Jincheng's breathing.

The face that is very aesthetic to him keeps zooming in before his eyes, and he finds that Xia Jincheng's face is something that he can't get tired of, even now it seems that it is more exciting than the surprise when they met for the first time. Feel.

The tips of their noses almost touched, Xia Jincheng stopped, his dark eyes filled with some kind of passionate emotion.

He turned his head and pressed it against Fan Yue's ear, his voice soft.

"What do you say?"