Chapter 66 Impure Purpose and Plot

In my dream, the whole sky was immersed in darkness, without a single ray of light.

Connecting half of the sky were five black fingers that grew out of ink and kept charging forward.

Zhu Yanshi was running madly in the stairwell, jumping six or seven steps at a time without any care, with a monster chasing him from behind.

The stairs seemed to have no end. No matter how high I ran down, I could not escape from this gloomy building.

Until a male voice floated over from the dark sky.

"Zhu Yanshi."

His arm was patted gently, and Zhu Yanshi suddenly opened his eyes, breathing heavily. His throat was dry and it hurt every time he swallowed his saliva.

The light from above his head entered his eyes, so dazzling that he suddenly closed his eyelashes.

And at this moment, a warm palm with a faint fragrance appeared in front of my eyes.

The black color covered it again, dispelling the dazzling light.

"Open your eyes slowly..."

Fu Qi'an's voice was heavy and resonant.

Zhu Yanshi slowly opened his eyes, and after adapting to the light slowly seeping into the darkness, he reached out and gently patted the back of Fu Qi'an's hand.

"alright."

The blinking movement caused her eyelashes to gently brush against the man's palm, and a tingling sensation spread where the eyelashes passed.

Fu Qi'an stepped back, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and curled his fingertips slightly.

frown.

Staring at the ground, slightly absent-minded.

Zhu Yanshi sat up, the fatigue he had accumulated during this period was swept away, and his sluggish brain gradually returned to normal function.

His eyes fell quietly on the man's face, and he smiled apologetically as if he had noticed something.

"Sorry, I clapped your hand subconsciously."

He stood up and walked around the man on purpose. As he passed by him, he stopped, leaned forward, and blinked his left eye.

"Are you having mysophobia?"

He raised his hand and pointed to the bathroom not far away.

"Go wash your hands?"

After saying that, he walked briskly into the restaurant not far away.

A variety of exquisite dishes were placed on the long European-style table. The aunt was still busy in the kitchen. She seemed to notice what was happening here and turned her face over.

With a smile in his eyes, he nodded towards me.

Zhu Yanshi sat on the chair, holding his chin, and could hear the sound of running water coming from the bathroom not far away.

He curled his lips and put his hand to his nose to smell the scent.

There is no weird or messy smell, and it even has a refreshing scent of shower gel.

Many times when Zhu Yanshi was with Fu Qi'an, he would feel like a little slob carrying viruses all over his body.

No matter how hard Fu Qi'an tried to suppress his discomfort, he would still find an opportunity to calmly slip into the bathroom, wash his hands and face...

Not far away, the cell phone on the coffee table kept vibrating, and a familiar ringtone floated in. Zhu Yanshi leaned over and stared at the caller ID.

silence.

I glanced at the time, it was half past ten in the evening.

A certain hardworking President Song hasn't slept yet.

He answered the call expressionlessly, and heard the muffled sound of cigarette smoking.

"Boss Song, what are your instructions?"

"I want to ask about the progress of the painting."

Song Kai's voice was hoarse.

Zhu Yanshi tapped the table lightly with his fingers.

"It's finished. I'll send it to the company tomorrow."

There was a "hmm" sound from the other end, and then silence fell, with only the sound of faint breathing wafting over.

Zhu Yanshi broke the awkward situation.

Speak as a joke.

"Mr. Song is so dedicated? Why hasn't he left work yet so late?"

"There's a new product launch on the 1st of next month. My rivals have been making trouble lately, saying that Chunshan's paintings were ghostwritten."

"I need him to show up."

Song Kai put out the cigarette in the ashtray and tapped the edge of the phone lightly with his fingers on it.

After a few breaths, the boy's voice came calmly.

"When he signed the contract with me, he clearly stated that he did not like to attend any public banquets."

"I signed a contract with you. I have the absolute right to say in his affairs. He will not be present."

"I can add money."

Song Kai paused tapping on his phone.

A light laugh came from the other side.

"I like money, but this is a matter of principle. I promised him. No."

Zhu Yanshi's voice was firm.

Song Kai had long expected such an outcome. He had already guessed it when Zhu Yan asked him to sign the contract.

This contract is the credit for our cooperation with Chunshan.

However, the other party seemed to really treat him as an ignorant newbie and tried to scare him.

"The contract I signed with you clearly stated that you needed to sign the paintings of a person named Chunshan. Now I have the right to verify whether you just hired a random ghostwriter."

"You know it's true."

Zhu Yanshi cursed the profiteer in his heart.

"The painting has his stamp on it."

"Who knows if it's something you two did? If I want to feel at ease, I have to verify it."

Song Kai exhaled a puff of mist and squinted his eyes slightly through the hazy white.

"I need to see him, in person."

Zhu Yanshi was so angry that he laughed. He had known that Song Kai was not a person who would be content with what he had to do, which was why he signed the contract so readily.

He must have a backup plan.

He stood up, turned and walked towards the living room, brushed past Fu Qi'an who was walking towards him, and chose a seat in the corner.

"impossible."

The voice was enunciated word by word.

When Song Kai heard the reply, he tapped the table with interest and put out the cigarette butt between his fingers into the ashtray.

Unbuttoned two buttons on the collar.

"Then I'll have to sue you."

"Now, this is the fastest way to resolve external public opinion."

"Please do as you please."

There was a chill in Zhu Yanshi's eyes.

"I promised him that I wouldn't force him to do anything he didn't want to do."

The voice fell and the boy pressed the hang-up button.

The air was quiet, and although the voices were lowered, a few intermittent words could still be heard from the restaurant.

Zhu Yanshi put his cell phone into his pocket and sat down at the dining table, looking calm and composed.

"Eat, I'm starving."

"What does Song Kai want from you?"

Fu Qi'an was very perceptive and had roughly guessed most of it.

Song Kai hopes Zhu Yanshi will inform him to do something he doesn't like.

Zhu Yanshi paused holding the chopsticks and curled his lips.

"nothing."

"Eat quickly, or the food will get cold."

There wasn't a single weird expression on Zhu Yanshi's face. He picked up a piece of food from the bowl with his chopsticks, put it into his mouth, and chewed it numbly.

My mind was racing.

He needed to think of the worst-case scenario.

Song Kai is a stinking idiot.

I cursed in my heart.

After dinner, Fu Qi'an drove Zhu Yanshi back to school. On the way back, soft and melodious piano music floated in the car.

Zhu Yanshi closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

The main reason is that there is no time for idle chat. Once he has free time, Fu Qian'an will probably dig deep into the matter.

Since he had promised to be the other party's most trusted partner, he couldn't let Fu Qi'an feel uncomfortable.

I thought of many ways to deal with it.

If both parties sued each other, he would definitely not be able to defeat Song Kai.

Is Song Kai’s real purpose really because of some recent small public opinions from the outside world?

His real purpose was to see Chunshan.

No matter what the reason, he wanted to force Fu Qi'an to show up.

Zhu Yanshi was a little distressed.

He knew that the other party would continue to make trouble if they failed to achieve their ultimate goal.

It may affect his recent life.

Obviously, I only need to discuss this with Fu Qi'an...

When the car arrived at the destination, Zhu Yanshi slowly opened his eyes and forced a smile on his face.

"Thanks."

Push open the car door to get out.

"etc……"

The man's hand reached out from the side and paused when it was about to touch the wrist.

His pupils constricted and he retracted his fingers.

Zhu Yanshi noticed this subtle change, pretending not to care and turned his head to look into Fu Qian'an's eyes.

"What?"

"If you're really being troubled over there, you can tell me and I'll help you."

The man's eyes were gentle, yet contained a firm strength.

The light from inside the car fell between the boy's eyebrows, illuminating the tiny moonlight in his pupils.

Zhu Yanshi sighed.

"I'm not telling you. I can handle this myself. I don't want you to go against your will because of me."

"You don't owe me anything, Fu Qi'an, be a little selfish."

The reason I didn't tell you is that I didn't want to embarrass you.

Zhu Yanshi was very clear that apart from the friendship factor, Fu Qi'an would never attend any public activities outside the contract.

If the emotional knot is not resolved and one appears in public, the body's instinctive rejection will drive one crazy.

The boy got out of the car, stood by the roadside, waved his hand, and turned to go to the hotel outside the school.

Another voice came from behind.

"Zhu Yanshi!"

Zhu Yanshi lowered his eyes helplessly and curled the corners of his mouth.

I didn't expect Fu Qian'an to talk so much.

He stood still, listening to the intermittent sound coming from behind him.

"I forgot to tell you, I answered a call for you while you were sleeping. If you have time, call back..."

Zhu Yanshi took out his cell phone and looked at the call that came in at ten o'clock. He found that the caller's note was Yuan Qing.

He silently turned off the phone and put it back in his pocket.

"Okay, I understand."

Then he walked away without looking back.

Fu Qi'an stared at the boy's back, his heart beating irregularly, and his fingers on the steering wheel tightened.

He just secretly observed Zhu Yan's reaction and made a judgment based on the direction the other party left.

Zhu Yanshi and Yuan Qing broke up because of a kiss.

The two childhood friends turned against each other because the other one was secretly in love with him...

The car parked on the side of the road had not moved away for a long time, and the leaves blown down by the wind fell on the roof of the luxury car.

Until the young man's figure disappeared at the end of the road, his bold demeanor of going all the way to the end without looking back made Fu Qi'an feel a little scared.

if……

Zhu Yanshi discovered that he also had his own plans...

The more I thought about it, the scarier it became. I had no idea that my thoughts were dangerous.

Only a strong desire to survive.

When his childhood friend liked Zhu Yan, he could turn against her without hesitation, let alone himself...

A scheming, impure-minded, and sneaky partner...