President of Chuancheng Entertainment

"So Mr. Song, I'm sorry that what happened today made you hurt." Xia Yang stood up and bowed deeply: "Xiaoyang asks Mr. Song to punish!"

For Xia Chen's life, Song Yu is not only the only straw that can be grasped in the darkness, but also the proof that he gave up on insisting on himself.

Xia Chen, who is arrogant by nature, naturally hates the path he has taken, but there is nothing he can do.However, the original owner is also a flirtatious person, so he is naturally unattractive.

"Get up first, I don't mean to blame you, if you want to punish, please help me take good care of Xia Chen."

Xia Yang straightened up after hearing this, and said obediently: "I will, Brother Song."

"Then you go and take care of your brother first, and I don't need to worry about it. By the way, tell him that our previous five-year contract can be voided immediately, and he doesn't have to abide by those regulations."

"This……"

"Don't want this and that, your brother wants to leave my company immediately, so you can go." Song Yu shook his bandaged hand and said with a smile: "Don't look at me, I can't push you with my hands now, you If you don’t leave, I’ll kick you out with my feet.”

Xia Yang threw down a sentence: "Okay, I will convey it properly. Brother Song should have a good rest!"

……

"Brother, I'm back." Xia Yang pushed the door open and went in, and saw his brother who was pale and rested with his eyes closed.

"It takes you so long to wash the dishes?" Xia Chen was sitting on the hospital bed, covered with a white sheet, and slowly opened his eyes. If it wasn't for his disgusted expression, he would indeed look like a character in a painting.

"You came back from a fight, didn't you? You can be so dirty."

This kid must be angry with him.

I saw Xia Yang reaching out to pull him.

"Wait! Xia Yang, do you dare to come up and touch me?" He quickly moved his body back, raised his intact left hand towards him, and said, "Go away, you are too dirty."

"Brother..." The little boy had no choice but to stop in aggrieved footsteps, standing three steps away from the hospital bed.

Xia Chen raised his eyebrows: "Tell me, what are you doing?"

"On the way to wash the dishes, I heard someone say bad things about my brother behind my back. What they said was ugly. I couldn't hold back and rushed over to fight him..." Xia Yang swallowed and continued: "Then, the person next to me Mr. Song was injured by that man's arm in order to save me..."

"Xia Yang! What did you say?! You actually injured Song Yu?!" Xia Chen said with a raised tone, shock written all over his handsome face, if it wasn't for the fact that he was still in a plaster cast, his brother might really be able to rush forward Give him a punch.

He had known for a long time that his brother would not let him go so easily, and he was already mentally prepared to accept the fury from his brother.But remembering what Brother Song had told him, he still repeated it verbatim.

"However, Mr. Song woke up later and refused to teach me. He told me that the five-year contract between my brother and him can be voided immediately, and I don't have to continue to abide by all the regulations."

The person on the bed froze when he heard these words, his head slowly lowered, his body began to shake slowly, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and a low laugh escaped from the corner of his mouth . "The good one is immediately void, and the good one doesn't have to be complied with..."

Song Yu, you finally couldn't hold back the words, did you?Ever since that person refused his entry for the first time, he should have expected such a day to come.

Isn't this what you dream of?Why, why doesn't he feel happy at all?

That person has always allowed himself to be pointed at behind his back, and all his efforts will be labeled as "hidden rules". Now, isn't there no one who can restrain him anymore?

There is no relationship between them anymore.

The little boy didn't expect his brother's reaction to be so big, even when his brother was burdened by all the debts, he would never lose his composure in front of him.

And he listened to Brother Song's tone, the termination of the contract was strongly demanded by his brother himself.

"How is his wound?" His voice was not like the original Qingyue, but hoarse and deep.

"The doctor said that there is no nerve injury, and it just needs to be recuperated for a while."

There was another silence at the other end, and Xia Yang's mood was extremely complicated.

Xia Chen didn't make another sound, and when he raised his head again after a while, his face was already cold, and even the corners of his eyes were ruthless and arrogant.With a calm tone, he said, "Xiaoyang, go and tell the assistant to come over."

……

In the evening, the afterglow warmed the earth and brought a piece of orange, and a few strands of glass reflected through the window stained the smooth tiled floor with warm colors.The wind was blowing slowly, raising the thin floral curtains, and the plastic chains beat rhythmically on the wall.

Suddenly a pair of hands stretched out and half closed the wide open window, blocking most of the cold wind seeping in from the outside.

Song Yu felt his eyes dim, and lazily opened his eyes and said, "I'm back."

Xie Junyi frowned: "It's late autumn, you don't have to worry about catching cold with such a big window."

"Hmm... just fell asleep accidentally, and forgot to turn it off." Song Yu sat up straight with his right hand propped up, and took a pillow under his waist.

When Xie Junyi approached, he realized that what he was holding was a food box overflowing with rice fragrance, and his stomach growled quietly again in disbelief.

This really can’t be blamed on him, since he didn’t enter the granule in the morning, he was thrown down and dripped here. At noon, he was really exhausted and passed out. When he woke up, the IV in his right hand had been pulled out. Now, I saw Xie Junyi who came back.

Compared with the tall and handsome Xie Junyi, this meal is more attractive to him.

Xie Junyi set down the small table and put it on the hospital bed, and began to take out drawers of dishes with attractive aromas from the food box. His movements were not in a hurry, and Song Yu scratched his heart and lungs, almost wanting to grab him.

Barely regaining his sanity from this huge temptation, his eyes still followed Bu Cai's hands, his throat moved, and he swallowed: "How is Zhang Yansi?"

That blunt look seemed to be asking him: "I'm hungry, hurry up and arrange for me to eat."

After he put all the dishes away, he handed over the chopsticks.Song Yu quickly took it, buried his head very low and began to cook the rice.

This eating look is indeed ugly, even if it is ugly, the key is that he only has one hand, so it is quite troublesome to eat.

Hearing the person sitting in front of the bed chuckle a few times, Song Yu's ears turned red in disbelief.

Putting down the chopsticks resentfully, blushing and pretending to cough a few times: "What are you laughing at? I'm also a disabled person now."

Xie Junyi snatched the chopsticks from his hand and said, "I'll feed you."

Song Yu hummed twice, looked at the food he picked up: "I don't like to eat this. Yes, that's right."

"Is it quite enjoyable for you to order people around?" The chopsticks still carried the food to the person's mouth.

Song Yu swallowed the food, and took a few more mouthfuls before opening his mouth: "After all, it is our President Xie who is ordering, so why don't you take this opportunity to make good use of it a few times."

"Actually, if you want, I can feed you every day."