The rich boss is my ex-boyfriend [entertainment circle]

When Mu Zeyang came out of the shower, Qiao Yu was half leaning against the head of the bed and fiddling with his phone.

Not sure if he was waiting on purpose.

But this did not affect Mu Zeyang's good mood.

He dried his hair and came over wrapped in a hotel bathrobe.

The impromptu accommodation also has unexpected gains.

"What are you doing?" Mu Zeyang asked softly.

Qiao Yu casually replied, "Swipe Weibo."

When Mu Zeyang came up, a faint smell of bath liquid wafted over.

Qiao Yu turned off the memo on the phone, opened Weibo, and flicked around.

——Actually, just now, he was typing while taking advantage of his hormonal changes and feelings.

Qiao Yu himself did not expect that he could be so dedicated to his work.

At this time, I can still calm down and write something.

Although for writers, especially those who write on literary website platforms, updating every day is the most basic persistence, otherwise there are so many writers and there is no guarantee of output, who will look at you?

But Qiao Yu has already accumulated a certain reader base, and he can occasionally take a leave of absence to be lazy.

However, he still wrote a thousand words in the dead of night and almost one o'clock in the morning.

It's a bit ridiculous to think about it.

Mu Zeyang is a little sober now, remembering that Qiao Yu said that they invited a surfing instructor tonight because of the marine-themed project dinner, so he found a topic and chatted with him.

"Are you in charge of the ocean-themed project?"

"Well, Director Sun let me read that novel before. I gave an adaptation plan last week, but the producer hasn't heard back yet. The surfing instructor was also mentioned suddenly yesterday." Qiao Yu replied, " Lin Ye happens to be a surfing coach, and he just won the No.1 surfing competition two days ago. So, I asked him to be in charge of training those people."

"Will you be responsible for the follow-up script?"

"It should be."

"Then...you should also go to follow the group?"

"Well, I haven't experienced it before, but I just want to experience it." Qiao Yu smiled, "Half a business trip, half a trip, it can also enrich knowledge and materials."

"You like writing things, don't you?" Mu Zeyang could see the light in Qiao Yu's eyes when he said these things.

"Well... I like it." Qiao Yu nodded.

He has been switching from a computer major to a writing-related industry. During this period, he encountered a lot of obstacles, which shows that he really loves it.

"Then, I wish you a successful bid for the screenwriting rights this time, and a visit to the crew."

"Thank you." Qiao Yu also wanted to know how Mu Zeyang has lived these past few years, so he also tentatively asked, "This hotel has a good reputation, do you really plan to continue to operate it?"

"Well. I want to focus on film and television entertainment. The development momentum in this field is good in the next two years. I also want to challenge a new section." Mu Zeyang said, "Now people are pursuing a rich spiritual world. Recreation and leisure just happen to relieve people's high stress."

Qiao Yu has been working in this industry for the past two years. Although he is not professional enough, he still has his own knowledge and understanding.He agreed: "It is true. In the past, people might hesitate to watch movies, but now young people go to the cinema to watch movies almost every week."

Speaking of movies, the two couldn't help but think of what happened in the audio-visual room two days ago, and they both looked away uncomfortably.

"Is your cough better?"

"Well...it's much better..." Qiao Yu paused, and then said, "But the cold hasn't healed yet, so don't infect it to you. I'll look for a mask..."

As he spoke, he was about to get out of bed, but Mu Zeyang hugged him: "You don't need to wear a mask, it's fine."

Qiao Yu froze and was hugged back by Mu Zeyang.

Mu Zeyang looked at him: "It's getting late, let's... sleep?"

"...Okay." Qiao Yu shrank back into the quilt, Mu Zeyang turned off the bedside lamp, and moved down, keeping his arms around Qiao Yu's waist.

He thought, what is it like to be coy about his proposal to sleep together.

Anyway, Qiao Yu has come to share a room with him, doesn't that show his attitude?

After Mu Zeyang figured it out, he became more confident in using Qiao Yu as a pillow.

Qiao Yu was a little cautious in breathing at first, but she gradually got used to it before she relaxed.

The hotel room, after turning off the lights, is actually not particularly dark. He is lying on his back at the moment, and Mu Zeyang is facing him sideways.

"Mu Zeyang."

"Ok?"

"...It's nothing, go to sleep. I'll go back to 2206 early tomorrow." Qiao Yu swallowed the words back.

"Good night."

Mu Zeyang didn't expect Qiao Yu to accept him so quickly, and he was already very satisfied to win the opportunity tonight.

He murmured: "You don't need to be stressed, I understand. I will remove the obstacles between us bit by bit."

"……Um."

Qiao Yu thought that he would toss and turn that night, but unexpectedly, he fell asleep unexpectedly.

Not to mention Mu Zeyang.

His face rubbed against Qiao Yu's shoulder, and the pattern on the pajamas imprinted his face.It added a bit of firework to him.

And the bruise left by Lin Ye's punch last night...was even more obvious.

Qiao Yu woke up first, he looked at Mu Zeyang's face for a while, and then pushed him: "Mu Zeyang, let go, I'm going to get up."

Mu Zeyang moved, and his breath hit the side of his neck. Qiao Yu couldn't help but tilt his head, and his voice raised a lot: "Mu Zeyang——"

Only then did Mu Zeyang wake up, he reluctantly let go of Qiao Yu, and thanked earnestly: "Thank you for letting me hold you."

Qiao Yu: "..."

Is he going to say you're welcome?

Mu Zeyang leaned over and kissed him on the cheek: "Good morning."

Qiao Yu frowned, and before he could speak, Mu Zeyang covered his face and gasped: "Hiss—"

Qiao Yu's eyebrows stretched again: "Are you okay? I'll help you with some medicine."

"Okay." Mu Zeyang sat up obediently, "Is there any gauze? Just put a piece of gauze on it for me? Others probably thought I was in a fight."

"You used to fight a lot..." Qiao Yu slandered, and opened the small medical bag, "There is no gauze, let's make do with it."

After applying the medicine, Qiao Yu was about to leave.

Mu Zeyang grabbed his wrist: "Qiao Yu... let's have breakfast together. He is probably still sleeping."

Qiao Yu was silent for a while, and said, "I'll go back and check on his situation first."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Lin Ye was indeed still asleep, snoring one after another.

Qiao Yu looked at his exaggerated and unrestrained sleeping posture and shook his head, stepped forward and pushed him like a routine: "Yezi, do you want breakfast? The breakfast in this hotel is not bad, quite rich..."

Lin Ye was in a deep sleep and ignored him.

Qiao Yu: "Forget it, wait until you wake up and then look for food by yourself."

After washing up, he changed into a set of clothes, took his room card and went out.Mu Zeyang had also washed up, and stood in the corridor waiting for him fully dressed. His suit was a little wrinkled, but it didn't affect his handsomeness.Seeing Qiao Yu come out, he smiled: "Is he still sleeping?"

"Well. Let's go and have breakfast."

The dining area of ​​the hotel is on the sixth floor.

The two took the elevator down, and it was just after seven o'clock, and there were quite a few people dining.

Mu Zeyang followed Qiao Yu and took the food one after the other. Mu Zeyang even silently wrote down Qiao Yu's food preferences.

This scene of many people queuing up to pick up food and find their own seats, chatting and eating is very familiar.

When Mu Zeyang sat down, a vague memory suddenly flashed in his mind——

It seems to be in the school cafeteria. He, the young master, might not go there twice a month, but he went honestly that day. He even lined up to buy food. Then he found Qiao Yu with a plate, and coaxed: " Ah Yu, these are all your favorite food, braised pork, braised pork ribs and sweet and sour fish are all specially lined up to call for you, don't be angry, okay?"

The young Qiao Yu had a cold face: "Didn't I cook for myself? Want to eat yours?"

Young Master Mu forcefully put down the plate, and took Qiao Yu's plate away: "What are you eating? Radishes and cabbage, it doesn't look good. Eat mine, ah, be obedient."

Young Qiao Yu: "Give it back to me."

Young Master Mu's hand shook, and the plate flipped over, but he dodged quickly enough that the soup didn't splash on his clothes.

The teenager Qiao Yu slapped the table and stood up, glaring at him angrily: "Mu, Ze, Yang—"

Young Master Mu: "Oh, I'm not sure, I didn't mean to."

……

Why are they fighting?

Mu Zeyang didn't know.

But in his memory, he seemed to be an arrogant and domineering young master, while Qiao Yu... looked innocent and helpless.

It seems that I... also have a very bad side.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Yu was in a daze after seeing Mu Zeyang sitting down, as if he was staring at him, or just staring at the void.He reached out and shook Mu Zeyang's eyes, "Are you okay?"

Mu Zeyang came back to his senses and forced a smile: "It's nothing. I seem to...remember something from the past."

Qiao Yu became a little interested: "What did you think of?"

"It happened when I was in school. I was in the cafeteria..." Mu Zeyang said halfway and regretted it. Isn't it good to say that?

Qiao Yu raised her eyebrows: "Canteen? Couldn't it be the time you snatched my dinner plate?"

Mu Zeyang was embarrassed and surprised: "You, you still remember?"

"I remember, how can I not remember, it's rare for you to go to the cafeteria once, and I went to the cafeteria once that day, and I was clearly remembered by the cafeteria aunts and classmates who were eating." Qiao Yu couldn't help laughing when he thought of the past.

Mu Zeyang asked cautiously, "Why are we arguing?"

"It can't be called a quarrel. In physical education class, our class and the third class are in the same class. You have to provoke Qiao Ran—" Qiao Yu paused unnaturally when talking about Qiao Ran, and then quickly continued, "When I was playing basketball, I didn't play well. I insisted on picking fights. Qiao Ran kept fighting, and the two classes almost escalated into a gang fight. I stopped it, but I didn't stop it. I accidentally knocked Qiao Ran down. He licked on the basketball hoop, twisted his foot again, and went home to add oil and vinegar to plant him. I was scolded by my mother... saying that I helped outsiders beat my brother... I was wronged that day, so I was angry with you. The result You also knocked over my lunch..."

The frivolous teenagers and campus life in the memories are really far away and seem like yesterday.

Qiao Yu talked about these past events calmly, and he couldn't remember the feelings about fights and grievances. What remained in his heart were the little beauties in those perishable youth.

Looking back now, what Mu Zeyang did at that time was actually an apology to him.

Just acted a little bit awkward.

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