Interstellar Empire, Your Highness, please don’t get sick.

Wei Shaojie's dormitory has a layout of two bedrooms and one living room. The living room, bedroom and study are all large in size and in excellent condition.

Yan Zhao didn't want to expose his bad relationship with Song Tingxi, so he asked him to sit down in the living room as pleasantly as possible.

Song Tingxi quickly noticed his abnormality.

"Are you two growing up?" He leaned back on the back of the sofa, crossing his long legs, so he could talk freely.

Yan Zhao nodded: "Yes, we have known each other since the first grade of elementary school."

Wei Shaojie quickly made three cups of tea in a tea cup, put it on the coffee table, then sat down next to Yan Zhao and put his right hand around his shoulder.

"Zhao Zhao and I are close buddies, and my father is still his master. In short, we are lifelong friends."

Yan Zhao sighed and lowered his head. This guy, when he usually gets along with strangers, is not so talkative. Why did he reveal important information to Song Tingxi in an instant?

To Yan Zhao's surprise, Song Tingxi did not ask about Wei's father, but frowned and repeated: "Zhao Zhao?"

Wei Shaojie smiled proudly: "Yes, Zhaozhao's family calls him that."

"Ahem." Yan Zhao stopped him from revealing his family background and asked Song Tingxi, "Um, classmate Song, you are here to inspect the company, right? Do you want to see other artists?"

"Why, do you want to drive me away so much?" Song Tingxi picked up the tea cup and took a sip. She frowned at the taste of the inferior tea bag, "Wei Shaojie, are you planning to debut as an idol artist?"

"Probably." Wei Shaojie was not very interested in his career.

He squeezed Yan Zhao's shoulder and said, "Our Zhao Zhao must be very good in school, right? In the past, every time he took the unified examination, he was the first among our marginal two stars. We knew he would be admitted to the Capital Star."

Yan Zhao became nervous and looked at Song Tingxi with uneasy eyes.

This was the first time that Song Tingxi saw his weak eyes.

It turns out that Yan Zhao doesn't mind being isolated, but he cares about his friend.

Song Tingxi felt a little irritable for no reason. She tapped the armrest of the sofa quickly with her fingers and said, "He is... quite famous in our school."

Meeting Yan Zhao's eyes, Song Tingxi swallowed the truth in his stomach, but Wei Shaojie's words that seemed to show off next made him even more angry.

"That's for sure. Zhao Zhao is smart and kind, and must be the most popular person in the school. When we were young..."

Wei Shaojie was about to talk endlessly when he was suddenly pinched by Yan Zhao.

"Ow!"

Yan Zhao pushed him away, stood up and said to Song Tingxi: "I'll see you off, Young Master Song... Shao Jie talks too much, don't argue with him. Shao Jie, go and pack the chocolates on the bed." "

Wei Shaojie wanted to show off again, so Yan Zhao pushed his back towards the bedroom.

"Zhao Zhao..."

The handsome face looked at Yan Zhao pitifully, and put his hand on the door frame, trying to prevent Yan Zhao from closing the door.

"Shao Jie, be good." Yan Zhao had no choice but to take out his trump card and raised his hand to touch his head.

Wei Shaojie knew that he would never give in, so he had no choice but to close the door and go back to the house.

Song Tingxi stood behind Yan Zhao, looked at the blue printed pajamas he was wearing, and said mockingly: "You're not going to wear this as a gift to me, are you?"

Yan Zhao said nothing, walked to the safe passage in the corridor outside the door, raised his head and asked Song Tingxi who followed him: "Did you come here by chance?"

Song Tingxi: It seems that he is not too stupid.

"Otherwise, this is my mother's company. Everyone in the company, as long as they are not new, should know me."

Yan Zhao didn't bother to get to the bottom of it and said politely: "Thank you for not exposing me in front of Shao Jie."

"Ha." Song Tingxi recalled the scene she just saw and asked in a irritated tone, "Touching the head? Is he a child? Such a person can also debut as an idol star. It seems that my mother's company is becoming more and more careless in recruiting people. .”

Yan Zhao heard the implication of this sentence, his eyes were sharp, and he said: "The conflict between us is between us. You won't implicate innocent people, right?"

"Between us", this statement pleased Song Tingxi.

"Do you think I am such an easy person to talk to?" Song Tingxi looked at Yan Zhao's troubled face with satisfaction and said, "Whether he can successfully survive in the entertainment industry depends on my mood. If I live comfortably in the college , naturally I won’t do unnecessary things.”

Thinking of all the previous incidents, especially the threat of the solitary room, Yan Zhao couldn't help but tighten his lips.

If he had to exchange the humiliation of four years of college for these things, Shao Jie would not be happy either.

"I will advise him to go home and find another way out now." Yan Zhao walked away with such determination that Song Tingxi was shocked.

He reached out and grabbed Yan Zhao's wrist, leaned over and trapped him against the wall, lowered his head and laughed angrily: "Yan Zhao, you can't stand the injustice? You can't even threaten your friend's career?"

Yan Zhao was not used to being so close to others, so he pressed the back of his head against the wall and tried to back away.

"I...I know Shao Jie very well. He will support me if he knows the truth of the matter."

Only those who trust completely can have this kind of assurance.

Song Tingxi raised his eyebrows. Because of his posture, he held Yan Zhao's hand and changed it into a cross-finger posture, which made him a little distracted.

"With your friend's personality, if he knew the truth, he would probably rush over and beat me, right? By then, he would not only have his career ruined, but he might also face lawsuits."

When Yan Zhao thought of this possibility, he couldn't restrain his determination to take Wei Shaojie out of here first. He struggled with his hands a few times and tried to lift his leg to kick Song Tingxi.

"Don't move." Song Tingxi groaned and pressed her knees against his thighs.

Yan Zhao could only move his fingers, but then found that it didn't help. Instead, Song Tingxi looked at him with a somewhat terrifying look.

"I'm going to hold him still for now, but if you continue to struggle, continue-"

Seduce me...

"Then I can't guarantee what will happen."

A man who knows the current affairs is a wise man. Yan Zhao stood still obediently, but he was still thinking about taking Wei Shaojie out of this unsafe place.

Song Tingxi saw that he still didn't trust her, and she felt extremely aggrieved.

When had I ever been so patient with someone? I want to keep him tied up.

However, Yan Zhao is so hateful, relying on his special physique, charm and backing, he refuses to obey control again and again.

"Wei Shaojie is not allowed to be sent away. Do you know how many newly developed mechas there are in the Marshal's Mansion? If you dare to let him go home, I will let him do something wrong halfway."

Yan Zhao really couldn't understand, what did Song Tingxi want?

He looked at Song Tingxi's noble phoenix eyes and said sincerely: "Well, Young Master Song, do you have any... psychological problems or something like that? Do you want to see a doctor?"