After the incumbent loses the horse [Transmigration Book]

This is the case on the Internet, and it is even more suffocating on the spot.

The Patriarch of the Zhong family who was sitting under the stage was at a loss, what happened to this sure-fire daughter-in-law?Are they in conflict?

The reason why Zhong Qirong came here today was because of a coincidence that he accidentally saw the elderly housekeeper "sneaking around" at home. He has always been conscientious and self-disciplined.

The way he looked now made him curious.

Zhong Qirong went over quietly and found that the butler was watching the video on his mobile phone. What was even more shocking was that it was his son's face!

According to the old housekeeper's explanation, his son went to become an actor behind his back, and acted in several wonderful TV series, and today is his son's awards ceremony.

Papa Zhong: "???"

Dare to feel that my father is dead.

Father Zhong was worried for a moment, but he had been used to it for so many years. He touched his chest and quickly adjusted his mood. Then he immediately put down the itinerary he had written down and rushed to his child's awards ceremony.

On the way, I have been watching the live broadcast of the awards ceremony, and asked my subordinates to explain.

Only then did he realize that everyone in the family knew that his son was going to act, but he didn't!

Zhong Qirong was sitting in the back seat of the car with a gloomy expression.He knew what was going on as soon as he thought about it, but he and Yang Yang had been fighting each other, and the people below thought that he would be furious when he found out, but he didn't.

For acting or something, Yang Yang can act as he pleases. This child owes him too much after all, as long as he is happy.

The atmosphere in the car was tense, and the driver and assistant felt uneasy, but Zhong Qirong was used to this atmosphere. He continued to watch the video, but luckily he was not far away, and he was about to arrive soon.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the scene where Rong Yanzhi made his love affair with Wu Yang public.

Zhong Qirong: "..."

The assistant was also very surprised when he saw this. He quickly glanced at Patriarch Zhong, and said in his heart, "Fuck, master, you are going to be finished."

Zhong Qirong's face was calm, and he didn't speak all the way until he arrived at the scene.

So, he is sitting here to chat with his son, and to express condolences to his future daughter-in-law who just found out. How could this be the case? ?

Zhong Qirong silently looked at his son whose expression changed.

really.

The son ignored him and immediately ran after others...

The guests and bigwigs at the scene were in a cold sweat.

Oops!

They seem to have seen something they shouldn't see, will they be implicated?

the other side.

When Wu Yang chased him out, he only saw the buttocks of a taxi that had already driven away.

He had to stand there and wait for the bus.

Rong Yanzhi returned home.

He's in a mess right now and needs some peace.

He lay back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and after the messy emotions in his heart stabilized, he began to sort out what happened just now in his mind.

Wu Yang came to get close to him without telling him, so what is the purpose of hiding his identity like this?

In terms of his character, if there is no special purpose, there is no need to hide his identity.

So, what is his purpose?

So... the heart to like him is not pure?

When Rong Yanzhi thought of this, it was undeniable that he was suddenly a little depressed.

At this moment, the door opened with a "click".

Only then did he realize that Wu Yang could also enter this house.

Rong Yanzhi: "..."

He didn't move, didn't open his eyes, and said in a calm tone, "Why are you doing here?"

Isn't the young master supposed to stay where the young master should be?

What are you doing living in this crappy place with him.

Rong Yan had seen many wealthy mansions in his previous life, he himself didn't have much requirements for the place where he lived, but Wu Yang's family should not be ordinary rich.

Wu Yang closed the door, walked over softly, and stood beside him.

"Sorry, it is my fault."

His tone was full of remorse, and he stopped every word.

Rong Yanzhi let out a snort.

Rong Yanzhi didn't speak.

"Brother Rong, it doesn't matter if you beat me or scold me, don't leave me..."

"What did I scold you for?" Rong Yanzhi interrupted him.

"I..." Wu Yang clenched his fists by his side, his knuckles turned white, he paused, his tone was weak but firm, "Don't leave me, Brother Rong."

Rong Yanzhi opened his eyes, and caught a glimpse of the slightly red corners of Wu Yang's eyes.

He felt powerless, and after sitting down, he said, "Sit down, let's talk."

"Okay." Wu Yang answered quickly, and immediately sat down opposite Rong Yanzhi.

"What is the purpose of approaching me?"

Rong Yanzhi asked lightly.

"Are you sure you want to fool me at this time?"

Rong Yanzhi's tone was very light, but it revealed the momentum of a storm.

"...I was very interested in you at that time." Wu Yang squeezed the fabric of the trouser seam tightly with his right hand, "I want to get to know you, but I am afraid that you will reject me because of my identity..."

"When did this happen?"

Rong Yanzhi didn't get angry, and there was no relaxation on his face.

"...that time in the hospital."

Hospital?

Rong Yanzhi flipped through his memories, he had the temperament of not going to the hospital if he could not go to the hospital, the last time he was in the hospital...he remembered, it was when he just passed through and was recuperating in the hospital.so early...

"What is it about me that interests you?"

"...Brother Rong, do you believe me when I said that I fell in love with you at first sight?"

Wu Yang was forced to recall the memory of seeing Rong Yanzhi at the entrance of the hospital. At that time, he was interested in the person he saw at the first sight, and then he started to approach him, and then fell in love unconsciously.He thought about it carefully, and he should have liked it the first time, but he didn't realize his intentions at that time, so he walked in in the wrong way.

He took a look at his own practice, fell in love with a person at first sight, then approached him with a false identity, and then lied to him all the time, and even used a false identity to be with him.

The more he thought about it, the paler Wu Yang's face became.

Are you so inhuman?

"love at first sight?"

Rong Yanzhi repeated it slowly, feeling a little strange in his heart.

"What are you hiding from me?"

"I..." Wu Yang choked, he was always in a hurry in front of the person he liked, and he was not good at lying.

Wu Yang couldn't speak.

"Don't you confess?"

Rong Yanzhi's expression finally changed, he frowned, his tone full of coolness.

"Brother Rong..."

Wu Yang's eye sockets were about to turn red again.

"Then we'll separate..."

"I did hide something!"

Wu Yang hurriedly interrupted his unfinished parting words, but he didn't know that he was also filled with endless sadness and disappointment.

He barely looked over.

"But does Brother Rong dare to say that he didn't hide anything from me?"

Wu Yang stared into his eyes, his tone calmed down.

Rong Yanzhi: "..."

Rong Yanzhi was about to say no, when something flashed through his mind, and he fell silent.

He did have something to hide.

But only one thing.

He was not from this world.

Seeing his silence, Wu Yang calmed down, "Brother Rong, this matter is over, don't be angry, okay, I promise I will never hide from you in the future..."

Rong Yanzhi didn't listen any longer, got up and walked towards the bedroom.

"Pack up your things and take them to the next door."

The doctor slammed the door shut.

Wu Yang froze for a moment.

For the next few days, Rong Yanzhi refused to see Wu Yang, and Wu Yang didn't stalk him, and silently took his things away, not knowing whether he lived next door or returned to his real home.

Suddenly he was the only one left in the house, and it suddenly seemed empty.

Rong Yanzhi laughed at himself.

Is he used to being accompanied by Wu Yang?

As for the secret that Wu Yang was hiding, he was actually not interested in knowing it. What he really cared about was how true or false the other party liked him.

He can't tell his own secret, maybe even if he tells others, he won't believe it.

He wasn't sure if Wu Yang would look at him strangely after telling this secret, or if he would leave him immediately.

After all, for a normal person, he would be afraid to hear such ghostly powers related to time travel.

He didn't meet Wu Yang, he just wanted to be quiet for a while.

On this day, Lian Feng contacted him and said that he was asked to attend an interview about the winners of the film festival, which was more important, so he agreed.

Fang Yao then contacted him and said she was waiting downstairs to send him there.

Rong Yanzhi opened the car door, besides Fang Yao, Wu Yang was also sitting in the car.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Fang Yao quickly explained, "I met Wu Yang by chance, and he was also invited for this interview, but Brother Rong, don't worry...these are all interviews alone..."

Fang Yao held the steering wheel feeling uneasy.

She also saw the Weibo that day. Many people were speculating about their situation, but now it seems that something went wrong.

Seeing that Rong Yanzhi didn't say anything, Fang Yao sat down next to Wu Yang, wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on her head, and silently started the car.

Wu Yang, who was sitting upright beside him, obviously also heard Fang Yao's words.

He secretly glanced at Rong Yanzhi anxiously, recalling the conversation with his good friend last night.

"You know, I was very interested in him at the beginning, so I pretended to be close to him, and now he thinks this is angry with me, what should I do?"

"Then tell the truth and say you're interested in him."

Xiang Junxi's voice was playful, and he knew he must be serious.

"I said it, but he guessed right away that I still have things to hide, but I can't say those things."

"Is there anything you can't say?"

Wu Yang fell silent.

Xiang Junxi on the other side of the phone waited for a while, but couldn't wait for an answer.

"Forget it, forget it, even I can't tell, I really don't know what important secret you are hiding."

"Then how did your partner behave?"

Xiang Junxi asked with a good temper.

"...he doesn't want to see me."

Wu Yang was dejected and his voice was weak.

"Nothing else?"

Xiang Junxi suddenly raised his volume.

"...No." Wu Yang's eyebrows twitched, "What's wrong?"

"fine!"

Xiang Junxi said angrily, "It's just that the cold war didn't mention breaking up, so it's not a big problem. Maybe he just needs to be quiet. Don't bother him. Maybe it will be all right to coax him after a while!"

"……yes?"

Wu Yang was stunned.

"If you don't believe me, try it in a while, don't bother me to chase my wife, I'm dead!"

As soon as the voice fell, the phone was hung up.

Only Wu Yang was left with the phone in one hand, lost in thought.

Back to the present, the car arrived at Huangwu soon.

The manager obviously knows that they are not getting along now, and the interviews arranged are all single-person. Rong Yanzhi was feeling the thoughtfulness of the manager in his heart. If Wu Yang's extraordinary identity is added to those rather inconsistent places, there will be a reasonable explanation.

Thinking of this, Rong Yanzhi's breath became cold again.

The interviews are mainly for the outstanding winners of the film festival. This interview is held every year, which is the basic process after winning the award.

The interview was also very simple. At the beginning, Qianqian Yao brought the information about the interview questions, which was considered to have been prepared in advance. There was no manuscript in the interview, and Rong Yanzhi was able to cope with it smoothly.

Coming out of the company's interview room, the reporter in charge of the interview touched his hand and thanked him. Rong Yanzhi was about to say that you are welcome, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a group of people gathered around the door of the interview room next door.Seen from a distance, Wu Yang was located in the middle of the crowd, surrounded by stars like a moon, and many people wanted to get closer to show their hospitality.

Yep, he seems like a big shot now after his identity was revealed that day.

He was no longer the well-behaved and obedient child in his eyes.

The corner of Rong Yanzhi's mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc, and he was about to turn around, but suddenly Wu Yang from the crowd met his gaze.

For a moment, Rong Yanzhi saw his eyes light up, as if he saw a scene that made him very happy.

Rong Yanzhi... Rong Yanzhi pursed his lips, turned and left.

Since Fang Yao was to be left in the company to handle matters, Rong Yanzhi had no choice but to take a taxi back home.

I hailed a taxi outside the company, and just sat down when the door on the other side was opened, and Wu Yang hurriedly sat down beside him.

"By the way, I'm also... in a hurry to go back."

His tone was staggering, for fear of being kicked out.

Rong Yanzhi let out a breath, and told the driver, "Let's go, master."

The atmosphere in the car was silent, the driver was a man of few words, and the two people in the back seat didn't speak. For a while, only the sound of the car's horn outside the window could be heard.

"Brother Rong, are you still angry..."

Rong Yanzhi heard Wu Yang asking tentatively in a low voice.

Rong Yanzhi didn't speak, he remembered the scene he saw just now, Wu Yang looked at him accurately through the crowd.

"When you calm down and are willing to sit down and listen to me, I will tell you everything, okay Brother Rong..."

Next to Rong Yanzhi's ear was Wu Yang's pleading voice, and he was a little dazed.

"Brother Rong!"

At this moment, Wu Yang suddenly heard the sound of screaming, and Rong Yanzhi felt that someone rushed towards him at that moment, protecting him with his body.

Rong Yanzhi's nostrils were full of warm bloody smell, and he quickly lost consciousness.