Chapter 60 What is my dream?

Fu Xijin sat on the reef with his long legs stretched out casually.

The sea breeze blows on your face, but it can't dispel the heat.

The questions Jiang Wanti asked him flashed through his mind again and again.

If it wasn’t Jiang Wanti, would it be Yue Su?

Why didn’t he answer? No, it was because he didn’t dare.

He held the tablet in his palm and didn't read a single word of the email.

Some of the things he tried so hard to deny took root in his flesh and blood, continued to grow and spread, densely covering his heart.

Fu Xijin hates everything and everyone that is out of his control, including himself now.

He endured the pain of having his flesh and blood gouged out, but couldn't help being attracted to Yue Su. Beneath his calm and indifferent appearance, he hid a restrained yet crazy heart.

"Mr. Fu."

At some point, Mo Fang appeared behind him.

Fu Xijin didn't turn around or respond.

Mo Fang sat on a rock that was a head shorter than him, acting like he was familiar with the place.

He took out a cigarette and handed it over, "Let's talk?"

Fu Xijin glanced at him and said, "No."

Mo Fang withdrew his hand and lit a cigarette.

"Doesn't Mr. Fu ever feel upset?"

Fu Xijin pinched his eyebrows. He used to smoke, but he didn't know when he quit.

After I came back, I never touched it again.

Occasionally I think of it and after trying one, my heart feels empty, as if a piece of it has been taken away.

Just don't touch it anymore.

Mo Fang blew out a smoke ring and looked forward.

"Yuesu really doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, but I can't quit."

Fu Xijin's eyebrows were impatient, "What do you want to say?"

Mo Fang smiled and said, "I don't think Mr. Fu really wants to talk to me, so I'll be bold this time. To make a long story short, please stay away from Yue Su."

Fu Xijin pulled the corners of his lips apart, his phoenix eyes filled with sarcasm.

"Stay away from her?"

Mo Fang looked at him calmly and nodded.

"Because I know Yuesu won't look back."

Yue Su’s feelings for Fu Xijin may not have ended. She is a loyal and stubborn person.

But because of her stubbornness, she will only look forward and never look back.

Putting aside their identities, Mo Fang would only feel that Fu Xijin was not worthy of Yue Su.

"The Fu family has a high threshold, and Yue Su just wants to live a peaceful life. You two are not the same kind of people."

Fu Xijin lowered his voice and asked, "Can you represent her?"

Mo Fang was silent for a moment, "I can't represent her, but I understand her."

He didn't say much to Fu Xijin and turned and left.

As soon as I got back upstairs, I saw Yue Su coming out of the wooden house.

She just woke up, her face still drowsy and her complexion naturally moist.

"woke up?"

Yue Su hummed, grabbed the bottle and took a sip of water.

Mo Fang leaned casually against a tree nearby, his posture relaxed.

There was no camera pointing at him at this time, and his gaze was more unscrupulous than usual.

"Did you know he was there before you went on the show?"

Yue Su did not give a direct answer, but asked in return: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Mo Fang shrugged, "It's okay, just asking."

Yue Su said calmly: "I don't know."

"If you knew he was coming, would you still come?"

"I don't know." Yue Su paused after saying this, "But it's highly unlikely."

If she didn't want to think about it, she wouldn't even want to continue to be exposed to the public eye.

Mo Fang stopped there and did not continue discussing topics related to Fu Xijin.

Instead, he asked, "If you have plans to make a comeback, I just happen to have a notebook in my hand..."

"No need." Yue Su interrupted him.

"I have no plans to make a comeback, thank you for your kindness."

Mo Fang looked regretful, "Have you read Weibo in the past two days?"

"No, I haven't used Weibo for a long time."

If it weren't for the things Shen Junzai had done, she wouldn't have registered a new account.

Mo Fang said: "Your fans are about to exceed 10 million. Do you know how terrible your traffic is? Yue Su, if you are willing, I can sign you. Within two years, I will definitely promote you to the top."

He holds 40% of the shares of his current company and has a relatively strong say.

It is not a problem to support a Vietnamese Soviet.

Yue Su refused directly: "Thank you, but I don't need it."

Mo Fang sighed, "Are you going to give up your dream so easily?"

Yue Su looked puzzled. "What dream of mine?"

“My dream of acting!”

Yue Su laughed, "When did I tell you that my dream is to act?"

Mo Fang was a very nice person, but there was one thing about him that she really didn't like, and that was that he was extremely self-righteous.

When she retired from the entertainment industry, he did lend a helping hand.

But his way of helping was: "I'll marry you."

To put it bluntly, he felt that Yue Su must be extremely anxious because no one was willing to take over the pregnancy.

He was like a god descending from heaven, giving alms, and told her: "I will marry you, and you will stay at home to take care of your husband and children, and I will be responsible for making money to support the family, and I will support you in the future."

At that time, Yue Su was so desperate that she had to quit the entertainment industry. However, everyone who knew about this felt that she should be grateful and agree to Mo Fang's proposal.

If Yue Su refuses, he will be ungrateful.

He doesn't care what Yue Su thinks, he only cares about what he wants to do.

Mo Fang was stunned and thought for a long time. Yue Su indeed didn't say that.

But she works very hard at acting and wishes there were forty-eight hours in a day so that she can have more time to devote to acting.

She is a model worker in the entertainment industry.

Isn't this level of hard work enough to show her passion?

Yue Su curled the corners of her lips, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on her bright face.

"I work hard to become famous. Only when I become famous can I make money."

Before she entered the entertainment industry, her financial situation was not very good.

As the saying goes, loving someone always makes you feel like you are indebted.

She felt that Fu Xijin deserved better, and she had to work harder to build a golden house.

At that time, I was so full of love that I didn’t feel tired at all. I only had the energy to move forward.

Yue Su's long black curly hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her lazy energy, like a cat, got into people's hearts and scratched them from time to time.

Mo Fang chuckled. Every time he looked at Yue Su, he felt like he was addicted, but he enjoyed it.

"I can make you more popular, don't you want money now?"

Yue Su said: "I am not short of money for now. I just got 10 million, it's still fresh."

Mo Fang raised his eyebrows, "Who gave it to you?"

"Yeah, 10 million to buy it out, that's generous enough." Yue Su laughed at himself.

Mo Fang smiled and said, "If I had that luck, I would be more generous than him."

"No, I can't bear to make you sad."

Yue Su clicked his tongue, "With your mouth, it would be a shame if you don't go out and have a relationship."

Mo Fang stood up straight, leaned slightly, and smelled the fragrance of her hair.

"I want to fall in love, too, but you didn't give me the chance."

Yue Su distanced herself from him and said, "I dare not do that. I don't want to experience being chased and scolded by others again."

Mo Fang caught a glimpse of Fu Xijin's gaze, smiled provocatively, and approached Yue Su calmly.

"I have planned to gradually retreat into the background."

Yue Su curled her lips, "This doesn't affect your number of fans."

Mo Fang was helpless, "Then I will do the same as you and quit the entertainment circle and get married?"

The way Yue Su looked at him was no different from looking at a madman.

"That's not just scolding. They will probably doxx me, send me razor blades, and throw sulfuric acid at me. Besides, even if you quit the entertainment industry, I will not marry you."

"Mo Fang, I don't like you."

Mo Fang's face froze, then he suddenly laughed.

"I'm sad."

Fu Xijin couldn't hear what they were saying, but just looked at the scene.

The two were talking and laughing, and their looks were very well matched.

On the other end, Han Si was reporting on his work, but he didn't hear a word he said.

An emotion called jealousy gnawed at his sanity, and sinisterness spread in his eyes.

After reporting, Han Si didn't get any response and was confused.

"Mr. Fu?"

After a long while, Fu Xijin hummed coldly.

Han Sihan's hair stood up immediately, "Is there a problem?"

"No."

Han Si said tremblingly: "Please give me some advice, Mr. Fu."

Fu Xijin's eyes revealed impatience, and his voice became a little deeper.

"No."

Han Si: "Mr. Fu, I don't want to go to Africa."

Fu Xijin: “?”

“Hang up.”

Han Si suddenly thought of something and said hurriedly, "The old man is very angry and ordered you to take Miss Jiang out of the program."

"Let's talk later."

Han Si felt a headache, "The old man has urged me many times."

Fu Xijin curled the corner of his lip, "So what."

He looked up again, Mo Fang had left, and Yue Su was sitting alone.

This picture is much more pleasing to the eye.

"Assistant Han."

"Yes, Mr. Fu."

After waiting for a long time, Han Si still didn't hear anything from Fu Xijin.

He blindly guessed that Fu Xijin was in a bad mood and it was because of Yue Su.

You said you wanted to quit two days ago, but changed your mind after Mo Fang came over. Why?

Some people are jealous.

"Mr. Fu, I have a few words to say but I don't know whether I should say them or not..."

"Then don't say it."

Han Si: “…”

"You have to chase after the girl you like. If you don't make a move, others will keep trying to pry her away with a hoe."

Fu Xijin sneered and unbuttoned the two front buttons of his shirt.

I disdain the word "like".

Han Si said no more and thought to himself that he would be sent to the crematorium sooner or later.