The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

The leather shoes rubbed against the tiled floor, making a short friction sound. You Mu's feet were unsteady, and Jiang Huai held his shoulders and walked out of the banquet hall.

His nostrils were filled with the strong smell of white wine. He leaned against the back seat of the car, tilted his head to enjoy the breeze, and tried to relieve the growing drunkenness.

I thought that after a brief meeting, I could end the party and leave. Unexpectedly, the group of businessmen came and drank a lot of liquor, and they held You Mu tightly, insisting that they would clink glasses one by one before the party was over.

Jiang Huai originally wanted to drink for You Mu, but in the eyes of these business tycoons, Jiang Huai, a small artist, was not qualified, so they ignored him and not scolding him was already giving face to You Mu.

This group of drunkards were intoxicated and in a playful mood. They specifically urged the junior You Mu to drink, saying that not drinking would be a lack of respect. Even if his father came, he would still drink a pound and a half in front of these old friends.

Although businessmen have always had no enemies but only interests, You Mu has just entered the circle of You's father's generation and has little experience. In many cases, he needs to make friends.

In addition, You Mu had a good alcohol tolerance in his original world, and the collection of liquor that several bosses brought out was indeed mellow, which made him unable to help but drink a few more glasses.

In the end, everyone was blushing and mumbling as they were escorted to their guest rooms by the waiters, and the cocktail party was finally over.

After dealing with these drunkards, You Mu relaxed and leaned on Jiang Huai, using most of his body strength to press down on the other person and walked out with the help of Jiang Huai's strength.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Jiang Huai didn't drink much. He just watched You Mu drink the whole time. He felt a burning sensation in his stomach just watching him guzzle cup after cup of liquor, but he also understood that such things were unavoidable during social events.

He didn't have the ability or status to stop the drinking party for the other party, so he could only ensure that the other party was safe and sound after it ended.

I'm glad he came over tonight. If I had let him get drunk, I don't know if he would be able to return to the villa!

Thinking of the waiter who had just arrived and Zhao Hele at the previous celebration banquet, Jiang Huai felt depressed and his face darkened several shades.

...He only has this person, but there is always someone trying to snatch him away.

When they reached the steps, Jiang Huai bent down, picked up the drunk man, carried him down the steps and put him into the carriage.

"Cough, it's okay." Compared to the burning sensation in the stomach, the discomfort in the throat was not so obvious.

The wine is good, but it makes you feel uncomfortable if you drink too much.

You Mu moved towards the window and slowly closed his eyes.

He was still conscious, but the alcohol he drank was slowly evaporating, making his body feel a little dizzy.

The driver drove very steadily, and You Mu didn't even notice when the car stopped. It was only when he felt himself being picked up that he racked his brain and realized that they should have arrived home.

She leaned on Jiang Hui's shoulder and found a more comfortable position.

The arm around his waist tightened, and You Mu vaguely heard Jiang Huai whispering something, but unfortunately his consciousness was a little hazy at the moment and he didn't hear clearly.

When I regained consciousness, the first thing I heard was the sound of water.

When his senses returned, he forced himself to open his eyes and saw himself soaking in a warm bathtub. The fatigue in his body was washed away by the hot water, and the effect of alcohol was much smaller.

Someone pulled his arm out of the water and wiped it bit by bit with a towel. You Mu followed the man's hand and turned to look. It was Jiang Huai.

"...Awake? Do you want some sobering tea?" Noticing the gaze, Jiang Huai lowered his eyes and met You Mu's red eyes and eyes wet by steam. His heart involuntarily drifted to other places.

He took the cup from the tray above the locker, put it close to You Mu's lower lip, and fed him some tea.

“…What time is it?” The tea slid down You Mu’s dry throat, making him feel more comfortable. He cleared his throat slightly, but his voice was still hoarse.

The towel was passed across the collarbone, wiping away the water droplets.

More water dripped from the towel and gathered at the collarbone.

Jiang Huai lowered his eyes, and the darkness in his eyes became darker and darker.

"Ten o'clock"

"Hmm." You Mu closed his eyes again, his mind still a little slow. It seemed that he had a meeting to attend, but then he realized that the meeting was yesterday and he had already dealt with it.

I can probably go to bed early tonight.

There seemed to be no other sound in the bathroom except for the occasional sound of water and steam. In the silence, Jiang Huai spoke.

"I hate Ji Shiming" because although Ji Shiming has no real strength, he always hits the spot that he cares about the most.

Before it was his acting skills, now it’s the people he cares about.

"...Then...I'll pay you to beat him up?" You Mu leaned against the edge of the bathtub with his eyes closed, listening to Jiang Huai's complaints, and squeezed out words from his throat with a faint smile.

"No, I'm just a little sad..."

Ji Shiming mocked him for using his body to gain resources, but so far, their contact had not even gone beyond kissing.

Perhaps if he had really done it, he would feel more at ease. At least he could be sure that the young president in front of him had some intentions towards him.

Unfortunately, that was not the case. You Mu was too nice. He had never forced himself and had never said anything harsh to him.

This was so unreal that Jiang Huai, who had experienced two or three stimulations in succession, began to become sensitive again.

He was worried that what Ji Shiming said was true. What if, in the other party's eyes, he was really just a pet to be amused?

Jiang Huai was surprised to find that his current state was highly similar to that of kittens and puppies.

Pets can receive the love of their owners free of charge.

…Pets can also be replaced.

If it were in the past, he would probably breathe a sigh of relief, be thankful that he had met a philanthropist, and then work hard to make money by filming movies to repay the other party's help.

But now he was caught in a vortex called Youmu. His greed was fueled by the other party's lenient attitude. What he wanted was far more than what he had now.

He wanted to be the only one, he wanted them to only have each other.

Even if you are a dog, you must be the only dog.

He thought, let’s try again…

You Muwei raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand from underwater, stroked Jiang Huai's face, and comforted him frivolously: "Good little dog, don't be sad, I'm here"

The tax bureau has been conducting strict inspections in the entertainment industry recently. Mr. Ji scraped together a lot of money to pay the tax. Now Yuesheng is almost an empty shell. Most of the artists who were able to leave have changed jobs. The company probably won't be able to hold on for much longer.

Ji Shiming is no longer the prince who could get whatever he wanted during his heyday.

Jiang Huai lowered his head, listened to the other party's drunken words and the worrying name, and pursed his lips.

He obediently knelt on one knee, lowered his height, put his hand on the back of the other person's outstretched hand, and leaned his face against the other person's hand, looking like he was snuggling.

"I'm good. Will You always keep a puppy?"

"Will you always be here? No matter what I do...will you abandon me one day in the future?"