Chapter 2

"Sir, you can't stay in the corridor."

Manager Zhang's palms were sweating as he noticed that Boss Huang was also here. He couldn't afford to offend any of the customers here.

Huang Wei from Chaoyang Culture is a frequent visitor here, and celebrity artists under his company also often come here to party. Not to mention Mr. Yuan behind him. The entire bar street is a project developed by him. Now that people come to look for his drunk brother, Manager Zhang feels inferior in front of him.

Xiao Ziyu was also observing quietly. When Yuan Heng saw that he did not behave abnormally, there were only two possibilities. One was that this man just happened to have the same face as the Crown Prince, and the other was... the thief Yuan was just pretending.

He had witnessed Yuan Heng's cruelty and ruthlessness in his previous life. Even if he really went to hell, it would be too rash to reveal his identity when the situation was unclear. Xiao Ziyu decided not to get into a conflict with others and took the initiative to step aside: "Sorry."

Manager Zhang felt a little relieved when he saw his good attitude, but at the same time he was also worried for him. Judging from the situation, Boss Huang must be trying to force someone to do something again. He has never seen this kid before. He is probably just an unknown little internet celebrity. He is having a falling out with the big boss in public. I guess he won't have an easy night.

He did not forget his status and forced a smile: "It's good that you are alright, we are all here together, don't hurt the harmony... Mr. Yuan, please go this way, the Second Young Master knows you are coming, and he has not even opened a bottle of strong liquor."

Yuan Heng did not move. This time it was his turn to get stuck in the middle of the road. He said in a light voice, "Boss Huang is going to sign a new person again?"

Huang Wei gritted his teeth secretly. When Yuan Heng was still an actor, he had been at odds with him. He competed with the artists in his company for the Best Actor award and resources. Later, he set up his own studio and took away all the quality investments in the industry.

But this man is the eldest son of the Yuan family, and half of the real estate projects in the city are projects of their Yuantai, so he cannot be touched, let alone offended.

"Yes..." He rubbed his hands, "Boss Yuan also likes this person? But I heard that Boss Yuan returned to Yuantai and hasn't paid attention to the entertainment industry for a long time. If you like him, just let the employees come to me anytime."

"Looking for you?" Yuan Heng raised his eyes, "I just saw Madam Ling's car at the door. Maybe someone else is looking for you."

Huang Wei's face changed. He had recently been discussing divorce with his wife. Private detectives were chasing him like flies, and it was even more terrifying when the real culprit showed up. He didn't want to make things too awkward, so he grabbed his handbag and called to the bodyguard: "Let's go."

The people around him suddenly dispersed again, Xiao Ziyu was still confused, even Yuan Heng started to say something he couldn't understand, such as "entertainment circle", "employee", "car"...

Everyone has gone to hell, so why is he doing so well?

He subconsciously looked up, but Yuan Heng looked away and strode upstairs, leaving only his tall figure.

Manager Zhang hurriedly chased after him, wondering in his heart, President Yuan was aloof in his dealings with others, he would never cause unnecessary trouble for himself, and he was even more dismissive of whore like Wang Chaoyang, so why was he meddling in other people's business today?

Meng Leyu watched this scene and was still shocked. Did he meet Yuan Heng just now? Did Yuan Heng help Xiao Ziyu out of trouble?

Among those who study acting, almost everyone has watched Yuan Heng’s movies, and eight out of ten are Yuan Heng’s fans. It's just that he debuted for too short a time and has filmed very few works, so I had to study them thoroughly when I was reviewing them.

Even famous directors in the circle have said in interviews that Yuan Heng is a talented actor whose acting style is integrated into his works. In addition, his clear facial lines and sharp eyes make him extremely suitable for the big screen.

Yuan Heng has rarely appeared in public in recent years. He is only occasionally invited as a special guest, and his scenes are few and far between.

Meng Leyu stomped his feet in regret. He should have gone to ask Teacher Yuan for an autograph.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go!" He tried to pull Xiao Ziyu's arm, but unexpectedly the other party just turned sideways and dodged without making a sound, but his expression returned to his usual dazed look. He said, Xiao Ziyu had been stupid for so many years, how could he suddenly become lucid.

Because of the misunderstanding tonight, he will have to apologize to Boss Huang another day.

When he thought of the other party's wretched and greasy appearance, Meng Leyu gritted his teeth in hatred. He was arrogant in front of them, but when he turned around and saw Yuan Heng, he had to act like a grandson.

Xiao Ziyu followed Meng Leyu obediently. He vaguely understood one thing. Before he woke up, his current body was just a stupid empty shell, and he didn't know how long he had been bullied.

The fact that Meng Leyu can be as arrogant as she is today is a reflection of her family upbringing. It is impossible that the Meng family, with such character, raised him, a person with a different surname, without any purpose. He couldn't let others see that "Xiao Ziyu" was unusual too quickly, otherwise the other party might not give up.

The chaotic music and dazzling lights continued. This was probably the place of debauchery in hell. Xiao Ziyu walked to the corner and glanced towards the stairs. He had never seen this style of building before. In his previous life, Yuan Heng was obsessed with imperial power, so has he changed his personality now? Became a playboy?

Meng Leyu didn't wait for him, and when he turned around, the man was gone. Xiao Ziyu hurried forward and passed through the narrow corridor, where his vision suddenly widened.

In front of him was a highway, on which ran something he had never seen before. Even the purest Arabian horse in the palace could probably not run more than half as fast as this thing.

Meng Leyu had already gotten in the car. Seeing that the man was still standing on the sidewalk, he patted the back seat of the driver's seat and said, "Go call him."

The driver got out of the car and opened the door: "Young Master, get in the car."

He also wants to ride in this four-wheeled sedan?

Xiao Ziyu was actually a little scared, but he had no choice but to go in. As soon as he sat firmly, the door of the sedan chair slammed shut and he felt a faint push coming from behind.

He subconsciously sat up straight, put his fists at his sides, ready to protect his head at any time.

The scenery outside the window flew by, but Xiao Ziyu had no time to appreciate it. He wanted to remember the way he came, but he was so confused that he lost his way. He felt an indescribable nausea in his abdomen, and when he finally stopped, even his legs went limp.

Meng Leyu got out of the car and slammed the door. He was locked up again. Fortunately, the driver opened the door for him again. Xiao Ziyu looked at the still spinning road and expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you."

"Le Yu, why did you come back by yourself? Where's your brother?" A woman came out of the room with a smile on her face, but her expression was a little stiff. She reached out and patted her son, "Didn't you tell me to keep an eye on my brother when I go out to play?"

Meng Leyu grabbed a handful of hair irritably: "Mom, aren't you tired of pretending? He is stupid and can't understand at all."

"Even if you want him to marry a man, he won't understand what you mean. It's not worth it to please that fool."

Yang Ting's face froze, and just as she was about to explode, Meng Leyu came stumbling up the stairs into the room. Xiao Ziyu was still standing in the yard. She didn't have time to tidy up her expression and asked softly, "Ziyu, did you have fun going out with your brother?"

Xiao Ziyu nodded hesitantly, and the woman grabbed one of his wrists. He had not yet recovered from his dizziness and was dragged so hard that he staggered and forced himself to suppress the urge to vomit.

"Why are you carsick again?" Yang Ting finally noticed that his face was not right and shouted into the house: "Auntie Wang, go and prepare a glass of lemonade!"

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I took a few sips from the crystal clear cup. The fruit tasted like citrus, fresh and sweet, soothing my restless stomach.

Xiao Ziyu strictly observed etiquette, not looking at anything inappropriate, and just stared at the floor in front of him. I don’t know what the wall lamp hanging above my head is from, but it illuminates the room as bright as day.

The woman looked at him, and after some hesitation, she finally said, "Zi Yu, can I discuss something with you?"

"Mom." Xiao Ziyu mimicked, his voice was very soft, like a drop of water falling inadvertently.

"Zi Yu, you can speak now?" Yang Ting didn't know whether she was more surprised or scared.

Xiao Ziyu was diagnosed with autism at the age of three. The Meng family decided to raise him, mainly to find a companion who would not resist for the young and domineering Meng Leyu. After so many years, Xiao Ziyu has hardly uttered any complete syllables except for some meaningless hums.

Xiao Ziyu looked up at her, his pupils trembling, and he looked confused and pitiful. This appearance deceived Yuan Heng in his previous life, and he allowed him, an assassin, to stay by his side and serve him day and night.

Yang Ting's heart trembled, and she actually felt reluctant, but there was nothing she could do. She had already promised the Yuan family, and she had to convince her youngest son as soon as possible.

"Zi Yu, you are grown up now. Children will leave their parents when they grow up."

Xiao Ziyu remained silent and did not respond.

"Mom has found a good family for you. If you move in, there will be someone to take care of you in the future."

Xiao Ziyu pursed his lips. Although he had never had any romantic feelings for the woman, he could feel that the woman in front of him did not have much sincerity towards him. If you send a mentally retarded child to someone else's home, you won't know how much suffering he will endure.

The fact that she was so anxious to come and lobby me showed that the matter was already settled, and "Xiao Ziyu" was just a tool for them to seek fame and fortune.

Seeing that the other party didn't react, Yang Ting took out the poster she had prepared in advance, trying to attract Xiao Ziyu's attention.

"Zi Yu, come and see. This is the person you are going to marry. Isn't she very pretty?"

Xiao Ziyu's gaze fell on the thin piece of coated paper, and his heart was shocked again. The person in the portrait was clearly Yuan Heng!

This painter must have been trying his best to surpass the gods, how could he paint so perfectly?

Yang Ting knew that Xiao Ziyu's current IQ was only five or six years old, and he would be more likely to react to fancy things. She asked tentatively, "Are you willing to marry this good-looking brother?"

Before Xiao Ziyu could answer, a shocked voice came from behind him: "Mom, you want him to marry Yuan Heng?!"

"What's so good about this idiot? Why can she marry Teacher Yuan?"

"What do you know? Go back to your room!" Yang Ting scolded. If marrying Yuan Heng was really so good, would she not let her own son go?

A few days ago, Yuan Heng's stepmother came to her and said that she had consulted a master to calculate Yuan Heng's horoscope, and that he was born with the Kuigang element, and that he must marry a man before he turns thirty to suppress it. She asked if there was a suitable family.

It would be best if she has a docile personality, is easy to control, and has a good-looking face. The Yuan family will definitely give her plenty of benefits.

Meng Yanzhi is a junior executive in Yuantai and has not made any significant achievements in these years. Yang Ting agreed without thinking twice. Their family has raised Xiao Ziyu for so many years, and being able to pave the way for his adoptive parents' careers can be considered as his filial piety.

To put it nicely, this is called marriage, but in fact it is a conflict of good fortune. Yuan Heng would definitely not really marry a man. After he turned thirty, he would still have to get married and have children. By then, he might be kicked out of the house. She certainly couldn't let her son go.

Yang Ting persuaded Meng Leyu to go back to the room. Xiao Ziyu was still sitting on the sofa looking at the poster. In his previous life, he was a hostage in Liang as the prince of Shu, and later became the king of Daliang. Unexpectedly, he became entangled with Yuan Heng again after his death.

Whether he was willing or not, the Meng family and the Yuan family were not people he could resist.

Yang Ting sat down in front of him again, her voice apprehensive: "Zi Yu, what do you think? If you go to the Yuan family, they will definitely not treat you badly."

Xiao Ziyu spread the poster out on the table and nodded.

It's just marrying again, and hell has come to him. He wants to see whether this Yuan Heng is new or old.