Hey, your bun dropped!

Qiu Yiyang was wearing a dark blue suit, which made him even more withdrawn and unhuman.

Walking in side by side with him was Ling Xiaoxian's idol Liang Jing.

He wore a silver-white dress today, with straight shoulders, clear facial features, and a dazzling brilliance on his body, full of star flavor.

If it was normal, Ling Xiaoxian must have been dazzled by the starlight on Liang Geshen's body.

But now, because he lowered his head, he didn't even see anyone.

Someone called him, but his mind was buzzing, and he couldn't respond when he heard it.

It wasn't until someone grabbed his arm that he raised his head in a daze, and found that Qiu Yiyang looked at him with a little surprise.

"What's wrong with you?" Qiu Yiyang asked with a frown.

Ling Xiaoxian tried his best to stay clear from the blow, and hurriedly adjusted his expression before saying hello:

"Hello President Qiu, Brother Liang!"

"Are you okay?" Qiu Yiyang looked at Ling Xiaoxian with a little worry on rare occasions.

"Oh, it's okay, it's a little... uncomfortable, so I want to go back early."

Liang Jing glanced at Ling Xiaoxian with some pride, then turned his gaze to Qiu Yiyang, which meant that it was time to enter the arena, don't meddle in other people's business.

But Qiu Yiyang said to Liang Jing: "You go in first, and I will see him off."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms to protect Ling Xiaoxian from the crowd, and walked out of the gate.

"I really have nothing to do, Mr. Qiu, you go and do your work..."

"If it's really okay, wipe away your tears first." Qiu Yiyang said in a cold tone.

Ling Xiaoxian touched his face, only to find that there were tears that flowed down at some point.

In an instant, all disguises were broken...

……

It was already midnight when Luo Zhan received Ling Xiaoxian's text message.

When he returned to Ling Xiaoxian's residence from Xie Fei'er's birthday party, he found that no one was at home, and the phone was turned off.

He immediately called Qiu Yiyang.

It's not that he didn't know the foresight, but there was a precedent before, Ling Xiaoxian would work overtime because of the work arranged by Qiu Yiyang.

Luo Zhan was so angry that he asked for Qiu Yiyang's phone number from Qiao Nian, and wanted to talk to him in person.

In the end, Qiu Yiyang was also a bitch, and he didn't give him any face, what else did he say: there was a clause on overtime in the labor contract, everything was done according to the rules, and there was no abuse of employees.

Luo Zhan can't help it, but Ling Xiaoxian has no complaints about working overtime, and he lacks motivation for not doing enough work.

Therefore, he found the right person when he called Qiu Yiyang this time.

"Ling Xiaoxian is indeed working overtime."

"Let him answer the phone."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Luo, he's in the arrangement room now, so it's not convenient to answer the phone."

"..." Luo Zhan suppressed the anger of wanting to curse, and asked again: "When will it end?"

"It's hard to say." Qiu Yiyang answered him in a flat tone: "But I can tell Ling Xiaoxian to let him contact you."

Luo Zhan hung up the phone cursingly, and found that he could only wait helplessly.

"Stupid! He should have been forced to sign an agreement in the first place."

Luo Zhan complained to himself.

In his mind, Ling Xiaoxian, who was bound by an agreement before, was very docile and well-behaved.

Unlike the current one, it's too difficult to manage, and it makes him worry about it every day.

After a long, long time (in fact, it was only more than half an hour), Luo Zhan was about to be unable to suppress the power of the prehistoric, and when he wanted to call Qiu Yiyang again, and sent out a shocking anger, the text message rang.

Pick it up and look, it's Ling Xiaoxian's text message.

"I'm going to retreat to write songs, and I won't be going home for a few days. Don't call and harass us, Mr. Qiu, you are the big boss, take care of your face."

Damn... Ling Xiaoxian, are you going to heaven? ? ! !

Luo Zhan immediately broadcasted Ling Xiaoxian's number, and there was a reminder that the other party had shut down the phone...

Luo Zhan dropped the phone and bounced back and forth in the room, feeling the volcano in his chest rumbling and erupting non-stop.

He's Luo Zhan, the queen of the movies has to wait in line for the romantic financial backer, but he's nestled in this deserted apartment and suffers! ?

Is there any reason?

Even if it was unreasonable, Luo Zhan still endured and did not go to the fireworks to drag Ling Xiaoxian out.

Three days later, Luo Zhan finally saw someone in the apartment.

Ling Xiaoxian was wearing neat clothes and sitting on the sofa, with a packed suitcase at his feet.

This scene made Luo Zhan a little confused.

Before he could ask, Ling Xiaoxian spoke first: "Luo Zhan, let's talk!"

Luo Zhan was full of dissatisfaction, and the emptiness and loneliness of sleeping alone for three days was a grievance he had never had in his life.

As a result, Ling Xiaoxian had such an attitude when he came back.

He tore off his tie irritably, threw away the thin coat in his hand, sat down on the sofa carelessly, crossed his legs, pretended to be extremely arrogant, and then said: "Talk? Talk about what? Talk!"

Ling Xiaoxian ignored his irritability, kept his composure, and said, "I want to end this **** relationship between us."

When Luo Zhan's evil spirit was about to explode, Ling Xiaoxian said first: "Of course, I know that you may not agree, after all, my body is very attractive to you, and I understand that I don't have enough fun.

But you have no legitimate reason to disagree, there is no rigid requirement in the agreement between the two of us, you can leave me at any time when you get tired of playing.Likewise, I can bring up closure at any time. "

Luo Zhan wanted to speak but was interrupted by him:

"I know you will definitely say, without you Luo Zhan, I, Ling Xiaoxian, would not be where I am today. My wings are stiff and I am about to fly.

In fact, what you said is absolutely right. Ling Xiaoxian, who had nowhere to go more than a year ago, met such a generous and considerate benefactor like you.

I admit that I am very lucky, and I am especially grateful to you.

But I don't think this kind of gratitude can be bottomless and unprincipled. "

While talking, Ling Xiaoxian picked up a file bag on the table, took out the contents and pushed it to Luo Zhan's eyes.

"Here is a deposit of 200 million and the real estate certificate of this house, and I will return it to you.

The first night fee of 50 yuan, and the fee you paid for hiring a music teacher for me this year, and all the kindness to me, will be regarded as my reward for sleeping with you this year.

I thought about it carefully, and felt that this calculation would not be a disadvantage to you or me. "

He finished speaking without stopping, and then he relaxed as if he had let go of a heavy burden, and said to Luo Zhan, "Okay, that's all I want to say."

Luo Zhan's face was ashen, maintaining the arrogant posture at the beginning, staring at Ling Xiaoxian with dark eyes.

"Do you have someone?" he asked.

Ling Xiaoxian was stunned.

"Is that the one with the surname Qiu? You didn't come back for three days in a row, and when you came back, you got mad with me. You just hooked up with Qiu, right?"

Ling Xiaoxian really wanted to ignore Luo Zhan's unreasonable troubles, but he didn't want to get Qiu Yiyang into trouble.

So he patiently explained:

"Qiu and I always have a normal subordinate-subordinate relationship. It's best not to involve others in your affairs with me."

Luo Zhan had a strange expression that I believed you, and said angrily: "Then what the hell are you doing for? You are living a good life, and you are crazy with me every day?"

Ling Xiaoxian felt pain in his heart, and sneered at himself: "Is life going well? I don't think a group president can live a good life with a plaything."

Luo Zhan was startled, his attitude restrained a little, and he said: "What kind of playthings are not playthings? We...we call mutual prostitution, isn't that what you said? You are happy, and I am too."

Ling Xiaoxian smiled shyly, nodded and said: "Yes, I said, mutual prostitution. Now, you can understand that I have had enough prostitution for you!"

After speaking, he stood up, pulled up his luggage and left.

Luo Zhan grabbed one side of the lever with his big hand, his face was livid, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you fucking serious?"

Ling Xiaoxian turned his head, looked at him very seriously and replied: "I never joke."

Luo Zhan pulled the suitcase aside with one hand, and grabbed the front of Ling Xiaoxian's shirt with the other hand: "Ling Xiaoxian, you are so fucking sick! I'm too fucking spoiled by you, right?" ?

It's fine once or twice, and I'm awkward every day.Do you think I can't live without you?

I tell you, if you have the guts to walk out the door of this house today, you'll never come back.I, Luo Zhan, will definitely make you have no place to cry! "

Ling Xiaoxian snapped off his fingers without showing any sign of weakness: "Try if you have the ability, whoever turns around is the bastard!"

Enraged by his arrogance, Luo Zhan grabbed his arm with such force that it almost crushed Ling Xiaoxian's arm bone.

"You really have someone, right? Either Qiu or Song Jingyu! Or someone else!"

Ling Xiaoxian struggled hard, and kicked Luo Zhan's legs when he couldn't move his hands:

"Whether I have someone or not has nothing to do with you."

He kicked very hard, but Luo Zhan seemed to be unconscious, just restraining Ling Xiaoxian tightly.

"I haven't touched anyone for a long time because of you, and you actually said that it has nothing to do with me? Did I say that? If you dare to sleep with others, you will die..."

Talking and getting started, Luo Zhan was very powerful, and it was not the first time that he was so rude, so he was already familiar with it.

Tearing off the shirt without rushing, Luo Zhan first checked Ling Xiaoxian's body back and forth with his eyes, but fortunately, he didn't find any traces that made him even more crazy.

But he obviously couldn't be completely relieved. After checking his upper body, he continued to explore with his hands.

Ling Xiaoxian resisted desperately for a while, and bit Luo Zhan's shoulder and arm several times, causing blood to flow, but it didn't stop Luo Zhan from probing and kissing and plundering like a mad dog in heat.

Seeing that he was about to be violated, Ling Xiaoxian screamed in despair:

"Luo Zhan, stop the fuck... don't make me hate you... I will hate you forever..."

The person on the body finally stopped slowly as if touched.

Luo Zhan panted heavily and looked up to see Ling Xiaoxian's tear-stained face.

"Why? Why the hell are you torturing me?" He was extremely angry, yet puzzled with grievances.

If it wasn't for constantly recalling what he heard with his own ears that day in his mind, Ling Xiaoxian would have been moved by Luo Zhan's seemingly innocent and troubled eyes at this time, and thus compromised.

But now he just cries and says, "Let me go, I'm leaving..."

Luo Zhan saw Ling Xiaoxian's deep sadness and tears in his eyes, and was lost for a moment, a little dazed...

Ling Xiaoxian took the opportunity to push the man away with all his strength, straightened his clothes while weeping in embarrassment, and then fled in a hurry without delay.

Luo Zhan didn't stop him any more, and watched helplessly as the figure disappeared, and the room became deadly silent...