Superstar Rebirth: The Actor is a Million

"But, we have half the same blood." Song Nian's demeanor became gloomy, "My good brother, this is a fact that you can't change even if you don't admit it."

He reached out and snatched the burning cigarette from Fu Chao's hand, the ash was shaken off by his movements, and the orange sparks were especially bright at night.

The index finger and thumb held the burning cigarette butt, and he didn't blink his eyes as he felt a burning sensation.

"Although I've always found half of the blood disgusting." His icy voice made people feel like they were in a cold cave, and he casually threw away the extinguished cigarette butt, and he turned and walked towards the door.

"What's coming at me, don't hurt him." Fu Chaofeng looked at his back with sharp eyes.

Song Nianwu smiled, turned around and looked back, as if he heard a big joke: "It turns out that you, Fu Chao, also have weaknesses."

The moment the smile disappeared, he snorted: "In terms of filth, I feel ashamed compared to the Fu family."

Fu Chao stood outside for a while, smoking another cigarette, his deep eyes flickering on and off.

He once thought his father was cheating, but the facts told him that his father's love for his mother never changed.

That man never came home late, as long as it was his wife's opinion, he would listen carefully and correct it.

What happened back then was just a conspiracy, designed by a man to deprive an innocent woman of her innocence, and this woman was also his wife's best friend.

Fearing that his wife would stay away from him because of this, he kept everything a secret, only thinking about spending money, but the woman was gone.

Song Nian was the child left behind by that woman's one-night stand.

Bewitched by Jiang Xiyun, he thought it was the Fu family who killed his mother.

Fu Chao knew very well that Song Nian hated the Fu family, but what happened back then has already happened.

Now that his mother's illness is still recuperating in the hospital, he can only choose to keep concealing what happened back then, so Song Nian must not appear in front of his mother.

This is also the main content of the agreement he signed with Song Nian. He let Song Nian enter Zhaohui and give him resources for development.

And Song Nian only needs to stop mentioning his own life experience.

The current Fu Chao doesn't even know that what happened back then was far from as simple as he imagined.

When the truth came out, everyone including his father felt unbelievable.

After lighting a cigarette again and smoking, he patted the banquet on the woolen windbreaker, and stood in the night for a while, letting the cool wind blow away the smell of smoke from his body.

Fu Chao is not addicted to cigarettes, but he always carries them with him, and he only smokes one when he is in a bad mood.

It was hard to tell who was right and who was wrong about what happened back then, but he knew that because of this relationship, he and Song Nian were doomed to hate each other.

When he returned to the living room, the table was already covered with dishes, and a large group of people gathered around the table, but Wen Yang and Song Nian were nowhere to be seen.

"Don't come again, be careful there is no place for you." Xu Fang, who took off his glasses, had a baby face full of tenderness. He put his hand on Yang Shuo's shoulder by his side and waved to Fu Chao.

Yang Shuo felt a little helpless towards this familiar doctor. He was too enthusiastic and even reached out to touch his chest muscles, which made him overwhelmed.

Fu Chao sat down on the remaining three vacant seats, and saw Wen Yang and Song Nian going downstairs one after the other.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Song Nian raised his fingers wrapped in a layer of gauze: "I accidentally got burned and suffered a small injury. Yang Yang made a fuss over a molehill."

Yang Yang!

Coco's eyes are green, sending warmth. Is this true?

So is Yang Zai really an attack?

She looked at Fu Chao, looking forward to the Shura field.

Sure enough, seeing his brows furrowed, he glanced at Song Nian indifferently, and sneered: "How could it be considered a big deal."

"If you don't bandage it in time, the wound will heal by itself."

Song Nian was about to sit beside him, when he stretched out his long legs to stop him, the smell of gunpowder suddenly filled him.

The twins looked at each other in blank dismay, deciding that it had nothing to do with them.

Xu Fang quietly squeezed Yang Shuo's arm: "Dude, you have good muscles." He leaned close to Yang Shuo's ear and whispered.

"It's okay." Yang Shuo smiled awkwardly.

Feng Xinyu was about to speak to be a peacemaker, but Xu Yangfan held his hand and shook his head to signal him not to get involved in the world of big bosses.

Wang Feng watched with great interest, who would be better than Ke Ke's excited gossip.

He didn't take into account that Fu Chao was his eldest nephew, and he wanted to vote for Song Nian to support him and Wen Yang.

In his words, it means that he has more affection for Song Nian who is in the same situation.

He treats Wen Yang like a mother raising a child, and he certainly doesn't want his child to be the one below.

So I can only say sorry to my nephew.

Cocoa is just a grass on the wall, whichever side is happy will fall.

"Boss Fu's legs are so long that there's nowhere to put them?" Song Nian didn't intend to let Fu Chao want to sit with Wen Yang, but he refused to let him do so.

Fu Chao stood up, his height of 1.8 meters [-] was more than half of Song Nian's head. He just stood there, which made Song Nian, who was physically weak, look like a weak willow supporting the wind.

"Well, the legs are indeed too long, so it's a little uncomfortable to sit in." He tugged at the collar, "I'll trouble Mr. Song Nian to sit in."

The corner of Wen Yang's mouth twitched, the atmosphere between the two brothers was too weird, he knew that if he kept quiet, he wouldn't be able to finish the meal.

"Fu Chao sit outside, Song Nian, go inside." He patted Song Nian on the shoulder to signal him to go in, with an air of no resistance in his tone.

Fu Chao looked at Song Nianshi with his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and walked around to Wen Yang's side. He sat upright without saying a word.

"It's rare to get together, everyone doesn't have to be restrained, just eat and drink." Wen Yang looked at the twins again, with a smile on his face, "It's just that the man-han banquet mentioned by Yang Fan and Qi Hang will be later, because there are not enough materials. "

He shrugged helplessly.

Xu Yangfan said with a smile: "As long as it is made by the captain, I love it."

"The captain is simply the living god of cooking!" Xu Qihang picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks bulging.

The joyous joy of gathering together in the New Year dispelled the haze in the hearts of the two of them.

Everyone stood up and toasted together: "New year, new atmosphere, tomorrow will be even better!"

When Wen Yang was about to pour a second glass of red wine, Fu Chao cut off his glass: "You can't drink enough, you should drink less."

Pour him a glass of milk.

Not hiding his intimacy with him at all, the corners of his lips curled up, and he glanced at Song Nian.

He knew that Wen Yang would go crazy when he was drunk, if it was just him and Wen Yang, he would naturally not stop it.

But now that there are so many people, he doesn't want other people to see his kid's drunken naivety.

Especially some people.

His eyes passed from Song Nian to Yang Shuo.

Song Nian picked up his own cup and raised it in front of Wen Yang: "I haven't thanked you for shooting the cover yet, so here's a toast to you. Thank you for your hug that day, which made me overcome my fear."

He specially emphasized the hug, and then clinked glasses with Wen Yang.

Seeing Fu Chao's face darken, he was extremely happy.

The others tried to suppress their sense of existence as much as possible, watching the war without gunpowder on the dinner table like watching a good show.