Everyone is fascinated by his tea

As soon as Zhou Chao ran out of the lounge, he bumped into an iron wall, and Zhou Chao burst into tears from the pain.

There was a muffled groan from the opposite side, and one knew that Zhou Chao had hit him hard.

It is said that a man should not cry casually, but he is wronged!

"I'm sorry."

As soon as Zhou Chao raised his head, before he had time to shed tears, he hiccupped in shock from the person in front of him.

"Why, why is it you?" Zhou Chao's sad tears had long since been frightened away by Qin Zhi.

Seeing Zhou Chao's state, Qin Zhi was so annoyed that there was nothing worse than meeting Zhou Chao right after the show.

"Zhou Chao, you're never finished!"

When filming today, Qin Zhi's eyes were enough for him to drink a pot, and now he came here to scare him again.

"What are you doing!" Zhou Chao was full of grievances, bit his lower lip tightly, stared at his dark eyes, then suddenly softened his voice and sniffed, "Why are you talking about me?"

"What the hell are you playing?" Qin Zhi pursed his lips tightly. In the past, Zhou Chao would pester him at most, but he had never cried. Now it's his fault.

Qin Zhi's tone was low, "No matter what you do, stay away from Gu Yan."

"Why?" Zhou Chao raised his head, and there were still sparkling water stains in the corners of his eyes.

Those people in "Into the Plan" tried every means to possess Gu Yan, but did anyone ever ask him?

What does Gu Yan want, and who does he want?

They would just arbitrarily take away his things from Gu Yan, unreasonably let Gu Yan belong to them only, and then compensate Gu Yan with such dirty things as money.

Isn't Gu Yan pitiful?

The more Zhou Chao thought about it, the more stubborn he became, and even thought of the ending of "Into the Plan".

-In the greasy bathroom, Gu Yan's eyes were lifeless, his pupils were out of focus and he was lying powerlessly in the bathtub. A bloody gash suddenly appeared on his too pale wrist, and his white shirt was stained muddy with blood.

"He was born clean, but he walked away in such a dirty state."

"Those people say they love him, but they're just talking."

Zhou Chao gritted his teeth, like a newborn deer, "Gu Yan doesn't belong to anyone, he has his own independent personality and individuality, no one can make decisions for him!"

"Go away!" Zhou Chao sniffed, pushed Qin Zhi away, and ran out by himself.

In a star-rated restaurant near the sea in Jiangcheng, the sea breeze blows slowly, and the dryness of summer is gone.

Gu Yan in the wheelchair had deep eyes, looked at the coastline not far away, took off his earphones, and held them tightly in his hands.

"Mr. Gu." Standing beside him, Le Yuan pushed Gu Yan, who was distracted, "Song Ran is here."

Gu Yan narrowed his eyes, raised his eyelashes slightly, and nodded slightly to the opposite boy who was about the same age as Zhou Chao, "Sit."

The boy looked very well-behaved and nodded, as if Gu Yan asked him to do whatever he asked him to do.

"Tell me." Gu Yan took a sip of the brandy, his tone indifferent.

Song Ran thought that he would care about his own situation first, but was caught off guard when asked about Jiangcheng Building Materials. More than half."

Gu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the young boy opposite him.

"Mr. Song," Le Yuan, as Gu Yan's personal assistant, understood the meaning of Gu Yan's eyes in an instant, and slightly pursed his lips at Song Ran, "I hope you understand that the shares you own now belong to our President Gu. Everything, including the matter of letting you go back to Song's house in the future, is all handled by Mr. Gu."

The young man's face turned pale immediately, and he realized that he had said something wrong, so he quickly waved his hands, "I, I understand!"

He is just an unremarkable illegitimate son of Song Yuan outside. His mother used to sit on the table in a bar. Just because of this status that shames him, how could the Song family let him recognize his ancestor?

If it wasn't for Gu Yan to pick him out of the bar and let him study, he still doesn't know in which corner he was bullied.

The atmosphere was still heavy. Seeing that Gu Yan was still silent, Song Ran had no choice but to speak tentatively, "Gu Cheng came here two days ago, and he tried to find out my existence, but Assistant Le did it very cleanly, and no one found me."

Gu Yan narrowed his eyes, "Gu Cheng's actions will be very frequent these two days, try to make him realize that it is Gu Xi who is behind Jiang Jian."

"I see." Song Ran nodded, her watery eyes secretly glanced at Gu Yan from time to time.

The man's slightly cold jawline is so delicate that it's outrageous.

Song Ran didn't know why someone was so indifferent.

He has seen some people's outrageous hatred, some people's uncontainable joy, but he has never seen such a light person, those eyes are always gentle and cold.

Gu Yan is not short of money, nor is he short of people to like him.

Sometimes, Song Ran would think, what exactly does he want?

"Mr. Gu," Song Ran said like a child hoping to be praised, "I, I won a prize in the design competition at school two days ago, and my instructor praised me for my talent in this area."

Gu Yan said 'hmm', and an almost indifferent voice sounded, "Tell Le Yuan what you want to learn, and he will arrange it."

Song Ran's slightly bright eyes dimmed for a moment.

A message suddenly popped up on the phone, Gu Yan lowered his eyes, his eyebrows were lightly combed, and ripples like a stone thrown in the water slowly swayed in Gu Yan's eyes.

[Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou~: Today is the end of work! 】

The accompanying picture is a selfie of Zhou Chao. The little guy is wearing a green gauze robe, soaking his feet in the pool where he was filming, turning his head and making a gesture to the person taking the photo, smiling with crooked eyebrows.

Wen Dong stared at Zhou Chao who had finished posting on Weibo, wiped his red eyes, and was unexpectedly knocked off by Wen Dong.

"Don't rub your eyes with dirty hands." Wen Dong carried him to sit on the sofa, "Why are you crying?"

Zhou Chao shook his head, slumped on the sofa, not wanting to speak.

Wen Dong squinted his eyes, and got the crew to take a look at it tomorrow, so it wouldn't be because he was being bullied again.

Thinking about it, he felt that it was impossible. According to Zhou Chao's temperament, he was the only one who bullied others, who could ride on his head and do his best?

Urging Zhou Chao to take a shower, Wen Dong began to report Zhou Chao's situation to Zhou Min.

[Wendong: Xiaoqiu is very obedient, how is grandpa doing recently? 】

Zhou Min over there obviously wasn't asleep either, and hurried back after receiving the news.

【Brother Min: You are talking about the little guy, as long as he is not wronged, you should take good care of yourself. 】Zhou Chao lay on the bed, switched to the trumpet to read Weibo, and unexpectedly found that there were a lot more comments on his Weibo.

In the past, there were only a few hundred comments at most, but now I just randomly posted a still photo, and it suddenly hit a few thousand.

[Pig Pig Zhou: Is it Song Qingzhi?Pretty Didi is finally open!Fried chicken jelly! [crying] [crying]] [Nuomi Zhuzhu: I admit that I am a slut, my phantom limb is hardened, salute my brother! 】【Aries girl: The brother upstairs lent me a phantom limb, and share the same city with my brother. I am so happy, I sleep with my brother! 】【No, no, no: are you still washing?Qin Zhiyan didn't follow you on Weibo, so he didn't want to think about what went wrong】【…】

One of the ids instantly attracted Zhou Chao's attention.

[Mr. Folded Eared Rabbit: I think so. 】

Mr. Folded Eared Rabbit?

Zhou Chao suddenly remembered the Mr. Rabbit who helped him out that day, and that person said he was his fan.

Yeah!

It can't really be him!

Thinking of this, Zhou Chao's depressed mood was swept away, and he slowly replied below him with excitement: "...walnut?"

After a while, Mr. Folded Ear Rabbit came back immediately: "It's delicious."

It's really him! !

Seeing this, the fans didn't understand what happened, but they still followed suit and commented below.

[Singing with the wind: six, six walnuts? 】

[Yesterday's you: For the password?Good guy, Brother Tu is so awesome, you have a secret sign with your brother behind your back? 】【Douji: It's not suitable, brother, I treat you as a sister, so you use secret codes to guard against me? ? ? 】Zhou Chao pursed his lips, quit Weibo, covered himself with a quilt and slept until dawn.

In the morning, Wen Dong still dragged him out of bed.

"Brother Wendong!" Zhou Chao pursed his lips.

Wendong dragged Zhou Chao by the tail of Xiaocharmander's pajamas, and dragged him to the bathroom to wash up.

"Why do you look like a sister-in-law?" Zhou Chao said in a bewildered manner while brushing his teeth.

Wen Dong stopped washing his hands, and continued to wash without expression.

Zhou Chao realized later that he had said something stupid, so he hurriedly explained, "I, what...cough cough...brother, I didn't mean that!"

He swallowed a few mouthfuls of toothpaste water while speaking.

Wen Dong grew up with Zhou Min since childhood, and when he was young, he was handsome, and visitors often thought Wen Dong was the child bride-in-law of the Zhou family.

In those few years when Zhou Min was inactive, he often used this incident as a joke, and even called Zhou Chao his sister-in-law.

As if recalling the past, Wen Dong pursed his thin lips, "Go to the set after dinner."

Ruo Nan tidied up Zhou Chao's style, and as soon as he left, Yan Huan entered his dressing room.

"Xiao Qi, I have something to tell you."

Although Zhou Chao remembered what happened yesterday, he also remembered that Yan Huan helped him in the first place, so he reflected for a long time, Yan Huan is not that kind of person, there should be some misunderstanding.

Zhou Chao stood up and moved a stool from the corner, "Brother Yan, sit down!"

Yan Huan glanced at the environment of the dressing room, all the configurations were almost the same as his, and even some things were not just a matter of brand, but a matter of limited quantity.

He frowned slightly, not knowing how to tell Zhou Chao about this matter.

"Little ailment..."

Zhou Chao handed Yan Huan a glass of water and drank it upside down, tilting his head and looking innocently at Yan Huan.

"Do you have any difficulties?" Yan Huansheng was afraid that his words would hurt Zhou Chao, so he carefully considered every word, "You can tell me, you can also tell me when you are bullied on the set, you recently... right? Who are you dating?"

"hold head high?"

Zhou Chao shook his head, remembered something, and pointed to Wen Dong outside the door, "Brother Yan, you mean, I got a new manager?"

Yan Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, "You got a new manager?"

The longer I spend in the entertainment industry, the more I understand that when an artist suddenly changes his manager, it is not just a matter of changing people, it is also a matter of changes in capital strength in all likelihood.

"Did he force you to do anything?" Yan Huan couldn't bear to look directly at Zhou Chao's innocent eyes.

"Yes, I have!"

Yan Huan's heart sank.

Zhou Chao bit the paper cup, "He made me do a lot of things I don't like!"