The actor who turned black and overlord is sweet and flirtatious

Memories came slowly like a tidal wave, the kisses, touches, and rubbing between the two of them all flooded into his mind.

He never thought that the two would meet again in this way.

One is reduced to the dust, and the other is looked up to by thousands of people.

Xia Xingchen turned around, quickly lowered his head and wanted to escape from here, but was stopped by his boss.

"Xingchen, come over and toast."

Hearing this familiar name, Jiang Mo's cold eyes flashed a trace of surprise. He stared at the figure called "Xingchen", and when the other person turned around, he gasped for breath.

"Mr. Huo, you drink." Xia Xingchen pursed his lips tightly, his hands trembling slightly, not daring to look at Jiang Mo, let alone imagine Jiang Mo's expression at the moment.

"Why did a toast scare you like this?" Huo Tingchen was a little drunk at this time, he stepped forward and put his arm around Xia Xingchen's shoulder, and said with a smile: "My good brother, you meow like a cat for me."

Xia Xingchen was like a frightened little animal. He struggled vigorously and whispered, "Mr. Huo, I can't dance."

"Can't sing and dance?" Huo Tingchen shouted drunkenly, "How can you be a star and can't dance?"

Huo Tingchen let go of Xia Xingchen, picked up a handful of chips from the table and threw them at Xia Xingchen.

"Crack! Crack!"

The chips hit Xia Xingchen's body. He lowered his head with a gloomy expression. Looking at the chips that fell on the ground, he felt that they were silently mocking his ridiculous self-esteem.

The movement here caused many people to be silent. A rookie star quietly exclaimed: "This chip is [-], and the chips on the ground are more than [-]."

Huo Tingchen threw the microphone to Xia Xingchen and asked in a low voice, "Can you dance now?"

"Okay." Xia Xingchen bowed and picked up the chips on the ground one by one, raised his face and said with a smile, "Boss Huo is so generous, he has to jump even if he can't."

After that, he straightened up, put on a smiling face, and performed the hottest gesture dance for everyone.

"Let's learn to meow together"

"Meow meow meow meow together"

It was a cheerful piece of music, but gradually, Xia Xingchen's eyes filled with moisture and sadness.

At the end of the dance, he wiped away his tears, and faced everyone with a playful smile, "Thank you Mr. Huo today, a dance of 10,000+ is flattering you."

"boom!"

As soon as the words were finished, Jiang Mo ordered with a cold face to put the ten bottles of wine prepared in advance on the glass coffee table.

"You like money, right? Drink them all, and I'll give you 100w."

The heavy wine bottle made a crisp sound, and almost everyone in the box changed color instantly, staring closely at Jiang Mo and Xia Xingchen.

The corner of Jiang Mo's mouth twitched into sarcasm. He picked up a bottle of wine and said, "Since you love money so much, then drink all the wine."

Facing Shang Jiang Mo's eyes full of disdain, Xia Xingchen bit his lip, trembling slightly, a little unsteady.

Memory, although Jiang Mo's personality has always been cold, but every time he looks at Xia Xingchen, there is a hint of tenderness and connivance in his eyes, which is in stark contrast to the current sneer.

Xia Xingchen was allergic to alcohol, and Jiang Mo knew that these ten bottles of red wine were enough to send him to the ICU.

But Xia Xingchen did not refuse, but replied happily: "Okay...then I will thank Mr. Jiang in advance."

Xia Xingchen walked up to Jiang Mo with heavy steps, showing a smile of unknown meaning. He picked up the red wine with both hands, and said lightly, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for your appreciation. I'll finish this bottle."

Jiang Mo tapped the coffee table lightly with the tip of his right finger, and there was an inexplicable unwillingness and persistence in his deep eyes.

"Okay, let's drink." He spread his hands on the sofa, like an audience enjoying someone else's performance.

Xia Xingchen stared at the wine bottle, picked it up, closed his eyes in pain, and gulped down. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but at the last second, he seemed to see a trace of surprise in Jiang Mo's cold eyes.

"Beautiful!" Huo tingshen and others haven't seen such an interesting little star for a long time. They clapped and booed aside.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Jiang Mo suddenly stood up, and grabbed Xia Xingchen's wine bottle with a cold face. Some dripping red wine stained Xia Xingchen's white shirt, revealing a faint purple.

"You don't want to die!" Jiang Mo roared violently, his facial features instantly became distorted, "You really like money so much?"

"Yes." Xia Xingchen smiled easily with his crooked eyes, wiped off the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and said, "Who doesn't love Qian? Does Mr. Jiang have a grudge against Qian?"

After Jiang Mo heard this, he clenched his fist with his right hand and furrowed his eyebrows tightly, as if he was about to explode.

"That's right." Suddenly, Jiang Mo smiled easily, took out a cigarette and asked the little star next to him to light it, and blew a smoke ring at Xia Xingchen, pointing to the yardage on the table, "This is 100w, It's yours."

"Everyone, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first." Jiang Mo said to everyone indifferently, and called his assistant to leave quickly.

In the box, the other little stars were envious of Xia Xingchen, their eyes were like hooks, staring at the chips on the table.

Xia Xingchen's alcohol gradually picked up, and it was shameful to see him in a daze. His boss saw from Jiang Mo's attitude that the two should know each other, so he thoughtfully told him to go home quickly.

"Thank you Mr. Liu."

Xia Xingchen's cheeks were faintly pink at this moment. He dragged his feet heavily, picked up the chips, and staggered away while leaning on the wall.

The wine in his stomach poured out, Xia Xingchen was in pain, and refused Zhao Tianmeng's support. He walked wearily towards the chip exchange, tears gradually lost his eyes.

Walking out of the hotel door, Xia Xingchen cried silently with the bank card in his hand.

In the past two years, from a little prince wearing a crown to a down-and-out little star, he has been stared at all the time, but he has never felt so uncomfortable in his heart.

Jiang Mo's disdainful expression was deeply engraved in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

Perhaps it was because of the strong wind, Xia Xingchen's eyes were red like a rabbit. He sat curled up outside the hotel door, took out his cell phone to suppress the trembling of his voice, and called his grandfather back.

"Grandpa, I have good news for you. I won 100 million. Really, I won't lie to you, this money is enough for your physical therapy for a while."

Xia Xingchen looked at the night sky and smiled heartlessly, holding back the bitterness in his heart, and tightly covered his mouth with both hands.

On the Bugatti outside the door, Jiang Mo looked at the figure sitting on the steps, feeling a little tangled and puzzled.

When Xia Xingchen broke up with him back then, he got engaged to Lan Jinchen after listening to his family's advice. How did he come to such a downfall now?

Whenever he dreams back at midnight, Jiang Mo always calls Xia Xingchen's name in cold sweat, with extreme hatred in his heart.

He still clearly remembers the heart-piercing pain back then.Lying on the bed, the thought of Xia Xingchen getting engaged to someone else made it painful for him to breathe.

Now why do I start to pity him again?Isn't Xia Xingchen's situation his own fault?

Jiang Mo took a deep breath, took out his wallet, and looked at the person in the photo.

"Brother Jiang Mo."

The crisp young voice seemed to be right in front of his ears, and the thick and solid city wall in Jiang Mo's heart seemed to be shaking a little.

He heaved a sigh of relief and opened the car door. Before he could go down, he suddenly saw a familiar face.

"Xingchen, why do you drink so much wine?"

Lan Jinchen, who was socializing here, frowned deeply, and gently picked up Xia Xingchen who was lying on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Mo's face changed instantly. He put his feet away and shouted sharply, "Drive!"

"Yes." The assistant was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.

"Xingchen, you are allergic to alcohol, why do you drink so much? Let's go to the hospital."

After putting the person in the car, Lan Jinchen ordered his assistant to go to the hospital.

"Brother Jiang Mo..."

Xia Xingchen leaned back on the chair, sadly letting out Jiang Mo's name.