Inferior dominance

Chapter 68 I Have a Good Life

I went to a city that was not too far away, but small and pleasant enough.

On the first night, I randomly found a decent hotel to stay in. The moment I closed the door, I was very surprised that I didn't encounter any obstacles on the road.

To be honest, it’s not that I haven’t thought about going abroad, but I can’t worry about Fifth Sister. At the same time, I know that this suspected behavior of getting close to my elder brother may force Ji Xiao to lock me up directly. After weighing the pros and cons, I finally chose such a place.

After three days, I found a rental house in this city, and I tried to turn on the phone with trepidation.

To be honest, I didn't expect things to go so smoothly. When I left, I even carried a knife in my pocket, thinking that if someone came to stop me, I would put the knife on my neck and threaten them to let me go.

It's a pity that the knife didn't play its due role. It was only used to cut the freshly bought fruit in the new rental house.

Forget it, come back.

As soon as the phone was turned on, I saw hundreds of missed calls, some were from Ji Xiao, some were from completely unfamiliar numbers, and of course there were text messages, among which there were sporadic condolences from Butler Zhang, And most of them come from the same number... I am very familiar with that string of numbers representing Ji Xiao.

"Where are you going?"

"Where did you go?"

"You still tell Butler Zhang not to tell me? Very good."

"I'm going to fire him."

"Forget it, just kidding, the sofa has already bought a new one, and when you come back, you will hardly see the previous one."

"I'm not bored enough to actually sleep with those people in the clubhouse, why the hell are you crazy?"

"Answer the phone!"

Then after a while.

"You don't think I can't catch you if you run away."

"If you can't accept it, you can take your time. You can come back to discuss the matter of the mansion. I'm not a person who doesn't count his words."

"The place is well chosen, but it's too small. Are you used to it?"

"You really know how to enjoy life, didn't you plan it long ago? I really didn't see it."

Realizing that the place where I live at the moment may have been monitored by him, cold sweat covered my whole back in an instant. I thought I hid it well, but Ji Xiao just didn't make a move yet.

"Dong Siyuan has been reinstated, and he still wants to visit you in the mansion. I told him that you ran away, haha, how about I send him to see you?"

"..."

"Don't be nervous. I only sent two or three people over there. They won't do anything to you. You know the nature of the Yu family. It's impossible for me not to know your whereabouts. They won't disturb you. You'll be fine if you leave." That’s right, it’s considered a refuge, the Yu family is not peaceful recently, I’m still hesitating what to do with you, now that you’ve found yourself a place to live, it’s relieved for me.”

Ji Xiao's last text message made me feel at a loss as to what expression to make, and the tone of his voice seemed as if even the me at this moment was created by him along the way.

Forget it, lower your hands, I've given up struggling, it doesn't matter if I'm being watched, as long as I can live a clean single life without being disturbed by anyone, I'm content.

Steward Zhang also sent me a few messages, probably asking about my current situation and reporting on the recent situation inside the mansion. Looking at his words, I really had the illusion that I was just on a business trip.

He told me that on the first night after I left, Ji Xiao was very irritable. He smashed a lot of things at home and then immediately called someone to catch me. Fortunately, Butler Zhang told Yu the words I left him before I left. He, he sat on the sofa in silence for a long time, and he didn't know what he had figured out, but finally changed his mind.

After that, whether I reply or not, Butler Zhang will broadcast to me every day the new situation inside the mansion, or about Ji Xiao's situation. After all, if Ji Xiao doesn't return to the mansion, there shouldn't be any changes in the mansion.

Sure enough, the sofa has been replaced. I didn't know what expression to make when I saw the news. In the end, I just replied to Butler Zhang: "I'm fine." Then I turned off the phone again.

My rental house just happened to be located near a theater. This theater does not perform frequently. Looking down from the window, you can occasionally see crew members coming in and out of it. Although the internal environmental conditions of the rental house are not good, you can watch Seeing such a scene, I am no longer picky.

Every night, when the theater's neon lights are on, I lean against the bed, and I inevitably think of the theater that Ji Xiao sent me.

That's right, the current theater is called "Jian", and the one given by Ji Xiao must be called "Zuo".

The theater is very large and well-equipped. The performances there are all well-known plays, and the frequency of performances can also be called frequent. It is also located in the city center ten streets away from the mansion, and it looks very grand.

However, in fact, I did not experience the feeling of being a theater owner for a day. Because I have been locked in the mansion, I have to hand it over to a more professional theater administrator, and the administrator has never met me. , He only consults with Ji Xiao when he has something to do, so it can be said that, apart from my name being written in the column of the owner of the theater, that theater has no essential connection with me.

Of course, in fact, my desire to manage the theater is not so strong. What I hope is to be closer to the little things I love, so even at this moment, the lights of the theater are shining through the windows that are not shaded. On my cheeks, I'm also able to feel content.

Oh, let's talk about something else, didn't I send my freshly written script to my mentor?The instructor had already finished reading it yesterday, and he affirmed it, and listed many deficiencies in his opinion, so the days to come will probably not be too leisurely.

Of course, in order not to let myself stay at home all day, I still went to a theater not far away to ask for an idle position. The other party seemed to think that my education was a bit "unqualified" for this job, and I said I just wanted to do it. It's just a qualification to be exempted from paying bills for every show.

So besides revising the script, I will go to the theater every day to clean up, pull the curtains, manage the hardware facilities inside the theater and so on. When there is a performance, I will sit in a corner on the second floor with my chin propped up Looking at it from a distance, I feel that this is also a kind of happiness.

I think I'm having a good time.

It has been ten days since I turned on the phone again, and most of them were text messages from Ji Xiao and Zhang Butler.

Ji Xiao told me not to shut down the phone all the time, in case I missed any important news, it would be too late to regret it.

Butler Zhang reported to me what happened in the mansion (Ji Xiao) on time and in detail, as if reporting work every day, and added a sentence at the end, "Looking forward to your reply."

He said that Ji Xiao has been returning to the mansion less and less frequently recently, and every time he comes back, he looks very busy, but he will ask me and there is no reply.

I don't know what I was thinking about those words, anyway, when I came back to my senses, the phone call had already been made.

Butler Zhang quickly answered the phone. I don't know if it's because I didn't see him every day as usual, and when I heard his voice again, I always felt much older than I remembered.

He is still so gentle, I told him I am doing well lately, I said that there is a theater near my house, I got a job there, I can watch every show for free, I am very happy, I also told him my The script has been sent back for the third time by the seemingly gentle mentor, and maybe it will be sent back for the fourth time. I don’t know when it will be finalized, so maybe I am a little anxious.

Then Steward Zhang told me that the flowers he planted on the balcony have grown very well recently, and that a maid asked her to go home to rest because she was pregnant with a baby, and because Ji Xiao and I didn't go home for dinner, the whole The mansion seemed much cooler.

"He doesn't know what else to ask?" The sound source was obviously far from the receiver, and the familiar tone made me startled, Ji Xiao, I thought he wasn't at home tonight.

Butler Zhang didn't say anything else, he spoke again on the other end, the distance was much closer, Ji Xiao's deep voice vibrated my eardrums, obviously, Butler Zhang had given up the receiver and handed the phone to him.

"I really won't reply once." Ji Xiao seemed to be smiling, "If I didn't see your photos every day, I would have thought you were dead."

There was nothing good to say as soon as I opened my mouth, I gritted my teeth, this long-lost feeling of anger actually caused a subtle nostalgia in my heart, "So you still take pictures? Can I ask your subordinates to stop this, which is no different from a pervert?" behavior?"

Ji Xiao paused, "You can send me one every day, so I don't have to ask them to take pictures." He said it confidently, even indifferently.

"I'm not that free." I smiled, and for a while I didn't know what expression to make, "I heard that the situation of the Yu family is not good these days."

"Fortunately, I can solve it." Then, there was a long silence.

It's strange, obviously he snatched the phone, but in the end he didn't seem to know what to say.

"I heard you smashed a lot of things." To be honest, I didn't expect to speak again, I was so calm, "Is there any mine? Have you reset it?"

"Too lazy," Ji Xiao's tone was casual, "I don't even bother to clean."

"..." Very good, I want to hang up the phone.

"You can do it after you come back. I'm not good at this." Ji Xiao's voice was very low, revealing an indescribable depth, "Butler Zhang has gone upstairs."

"Let's ask Steward Zhang to arrange it." I said, "I may not go back."

Silence, long silence, I found that as long as I don't stand in front of Ji Xiao, I will be much more courageous. After all, if I say something in person that makes him uncomfortable, he may immediately make you look good.

"Do you think I can't take you if you are far away?" Ji Xiao's voice was very calm, so calm that it was scary, "Just disappear after getting into bed, and turn your face and deny anyone when you are happy enough? Ran Ran Lantern, it’s really yours.”

The grip on the phone was tightened slightly, his voice made my ears unstoppably hot, and I realized that he didn't realize the crux of the problem at all, and I didn't even have the mood to exchange pleasantries.

"That's not the crux of the matter, Ji Xiao...forget it, I can't explain it to you, I'll hang up."

"You just want to use this method to force me to submit, Ran Deng, you are so despicable." Ji Xiao's voice was tinged with impatience, "We will talk about it when you come back later."

"Enough said?"

"Don't shut down."

"Why?"

"No, turn off the phone." Ji Xiao's voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

Well, I admit that I still have some fear of him, and it is not convenient for me to turn off the phone anyway, so I finally agreed.

Every day after that, when I get off work at night, Ji Xiao will call.

Most of the time I will not answer, but choose to press it directly.

And sometimes I just let the phone keep ringing and ignore it.

In this way, over time, I found that as long as I pressed it directly, after repeating this process three or four times, Ji Xiao would not call again.

And if I don't care about it all the time, Ji Xiao will insist on calling one after another until I can't bear it and just press it down.

I don't know what's wrong with him.

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