Want to be a despicable person

The presence of the person next to him was too noticeable, making him inexplicably irritable. He thought coldly that perhaps the next movie would be about killing the person he loved.

People who are engaged in art always like to incorporate some personal work into their works.

The movie ended here. When the theater went dark, Xie Qi's hand passed under his index finger and held his hand. Yu Xiu was startled and when he shook it off, the lights came on. He saw Cen Yuan looking at their hands, and Xie Qi looking at him.

He stood up with a cold face. Xie Qi stretched out his hand to Cen Yuan, as if nothing had happened. Cen Yuan opened his hand.

speechless.

Are you showing off to him? Be careful.

Cheng Zeyu saw all of this.

When Cen Yuan stood up, the whole audience was silent for a few seconds and then someone couldn't help but scream. Even the media present couldn't help but shout along.

Cen Yuan gently booed the people in the audience.

When things quieted down, he said, "Long time no see."

This long-awaited voice caused a commotion again.

Yu Xiushi quietly watched Cen Yuan and their farewells, occasionally glancing at Xie Qi... Xie Qi was always looking at him, without any hesitation.

It’s not his fault. Xie Qi was sitting in the middle, and he was standing next to Cen Yuan. He could see him with his eyes open or closed.

For a full half hour, this roadshow was almost Cen Yuan's home court. When the time was up, there was a media interview session afterwards, but the media people with microphones couldn't wait and rushed up with live broadcasts.

The security personnel could only separate the people, while some had already targeted Xie Qi who was sitting in the first row as still as a mountain.

"Why haven't you appeared in such a long time? Are you going to quit the entertainment industry?"

"Someone said they saw you a long time ago. Why are you only participating in the roadshow today?"

"What are your plans next?"

"Is there something wrong with your body?"

"Cen Yuan..."

"Cen Yuan..."

It was very noisy, but Cen Yuan answered them one by one.

"I'm going back to my hometown. I don't plan to quit the entertainment industry for the time being."

"I was busy with family matters before, and things were very strict at home."

"I don't have any plans yet. I'll see what Xie Qi does."

"I'm in good health."

They answered with ease and gradually calmed down. At this moment, a sharp voice asked, "Is this family matter related to Xie Qi?"

Everyone fell silent, including all the main creative staff, who looked at Cen Yuan.

Cen Yuan was about to speak when someone's cell phone rang.

Seeing that he was distracted, the man said again: "Cen Yuan, answer it."

Cen Yuan didn't answer immediately, but took out his cell phone from his pocket.

I didn’t expect it was Cen Yuan calling.

Cheng Zeyu was on his left, glancing at him out of the corner of his eye.

It’s a pity that it’s a privacy screen and I can’t see clearly at all.

Cen Yuan didn't hang up the phone. He smiled and said, "You have to answer this call. This person is quite crazy."

Regardless of the reactions of the people present, Yu Xiushi frowned. This was not something Cen Yuan would do.

Cen Yuan always handles things with ease, just like...

He was just about to ask Cen Yuan to go aside to answer the phone, but Cen Yuan had already answered it in front of everyone.

"I'm at your house."

A cold male voice came through Cen Yuan's microphone, reaching everyone's ears. Even from a distance, they could still vaguely hear it. The message conveyed by these words was like pouring magma into everyone's hearts, stirring up a boiling fire.

Yu Xiushi subconsciously glanced at Xie Qi, his expression complex, his mind already conceiving the plot of his next film. He was right next to Cen Yuan, so he could hear everything more clearly than anyone else.

Xie Qi didn't react much when he heard the voice, and sat as elegantly as before.

Cheng Zeyu moved, changing his original posture to crossing his chest with his hands, and the microphone was on Cen Yuan's side.

Cen Yuan: "And then?"

"Where is the painting?"

Cen Yuan: "I'm burned."

"Why burn such an important thing?" The voice on the other end suddenly gave people a depressing feeling, and one could sense his madness even through the phone.

Yu Xiushi could somewhat understand why Cen Yuan was talking about being crazy. Xie Qi actually acted as if it had nothing to do with him and let Cen Yuan solve it himself. Others might not know, but didn't he know that Cen Yuan's family was Xie Qi's family?

Cen Yuan was unfazed: "It's just a fake, is it that important?"

"Where's the authentic one?"

"In its owner's grave."

Several of the questions were baffling and confusing, seemingly irrelevant to the point. Cen Yuan patiently answered them, then suddenly changed the subject, "You weren't the one who handled this in the end, but you definitely know where the key is, right?"

Cen Yuan raised his eyes slightly and finally got to the point, "That's Xie Qi's thing, what are you going to do with it?"

When they heard Xie Qi's name, some people's eyes lit up. If the security hadn't stopped everyone behind the second row, they would have probably put their heads down to listen to the phone.

"it works."

Cen Yuan: "After all the preparation, I thought you wanted to meet him." He was referring to the owner who was buried with the painting.

There was no more nonsense on the other side. "I'm not interested in visiting the grave for now. I want the key."

Cen Yuan looked at Xie Qi and said, "Without his permission, I can't tell you where it is, nor can I let you take it away."

"Given your relationship with him, if you agree, he won't disagree."

The amount of information was so overwhelming that everyone looked like they had just caught a glimpse of something big. They couldn't wait to get into their phones and ask the people over there: "What's the relationship between Cen Yuan and Xie Qi? What's your relationship with these two?"

Yu Xiushi lowered his eyes and clenched the microphone in his hand.

Cen Yuan: "Then I can't agree to it."

Xie Qi calmly stood up and walked over, taking the phone from Cen Yuan's hand, "Maybe you can ask me directly."

"Give it?"

Xie Qi: "Okay, but I have a condition."

"What conditions?"

He and Cen Yuan looked at each other.

Yu Xiushi looked away, not wanting to see the tacit understanding between them. Cheng Zeyu's gaze shifted between the three of them.

Cen Yuan was still so gentle: "Don't see your ex again."

The other party hung up the phone immediately.

Cen Yuan said to Xie Qi, "It doesn't look like this will kill him."

Xie Qi sneered: "Who says he's not? He's probably following him right now."

As he spoke, he made a call using Cen Yuan's phone. "I want to see you by your partner's side within two minutes. Clean up when you leave and send his ex back. The bill for replacing the renovations and furniture will be sent to you."

He turned around to face the audience. Yu Xiushi was stunned as he looked at his hand holding the phone. He had a ring on his right index finger that he had never seen before. Looking closely, the pattern on it seemed to be flowing.

"I don't mind his ex hooking him up for fun, but he shouldn't use that as an excuse to take people rummaging through boxes and cabinets."

"It's strange that he could have the key. They asked me to hand it in many years ago."

Everyone was curious about who they were. After the phone passed into Xie Qi's hands, they could no longer hear any conversation on the other end.

After the call ended, Xie Qi handed the phone to Cen Yuan. The reporters went crazy, and each of them raised key questions based on the previous conversation.

Someone else asked Xie Qi, "Mr. Xie, what is your relationship with the person who just called? Why did they ask Cen Yuan for your keys?"

Xie Qi ignored them and sat back in his original seat, ignoring everyone and working on his phone. He just had no expression on his face and it was hard to tell what he was doing.

So, he turned around and went to look for Cen Yuan.

Cen Yuan is indeed easy to talk to.

When asked about his relationship with Xie Qi, Cen Yuan's answer remained unchanged.

"Brother, Xie Qi and I are brothers."

Xie Qi's hands didn't pause as he typed, and Yu Xiushi wondered if he was listening at all. He was so engrossed in reading that he didn't even notice Xie Qi had already raised his head and made eye contact with him.

His eyes were beautiful, but Yu Xiushi felt ashamed of his affection. What was the point of doing that in front of so many people?

When facing Xie Qi, he always thought of himself as a despicable person.

Zheng Ji Jue wants to be a despicable person.

If this could allow me to become close friends with Cen Yuan.

The roadshow concluded, and with the help of security personnel, Cen Yuan and Xie Qi got into the car and left. The last shot showed Cen Yuan making a phone call to someone, and once the car door closed, everything disappeared.

The video on the phone finishes playing and starts replaying.

"He still says they are brothers."

“Who would believe that…”

"Yeah, why is he always unwilling to tell the truth."

"I can't help it. After all, she's a celebrity. Being single in public and being single in private are two different things."

"But everyone knows... Well, it seems like everyone says he's just being stubborn and no one believes him at all." The two of them left their seats while talking and gossiping.

He said, "They are brothers, why don't you believe it? Why don't you believe it?" He asked himself over and over in his heart why he couldn't believe it.

Zheng Ji Jue questioned himself heart-wrenchingly.

The two girls walked over there and suddenly met his gaze. They couldn't help but shrink back, thinking that they had just disturbed Zheng Jicue, so he glared at them. They gave him an embarrassed apologetic smile and left quickly.

Zheng Ji Jue watched the video again.

Suddenly, there was a cup of tea and a snack in front of me.

He slowly raised his head. The waiter was also surprised to see him suddenly so gloomy. He explained, "This is tea and snacks for you. Please be sure to enjoy them."

"Why?" His voice became hoarse.

"It should be to thank you for your continued support." said the waiter with a smile.

Zheng Jijue nodded and the waiter left.

After being interrupted, Zheng Jicue didn't feel like continuing to watch the video to torture himself, but he didn't know what else to do for the time being, so he just stared out the window.

However, the aroma of tea surrounded him, constantly attracting him.

He turned his attention back to the cup of tea. The aroma of this tea seemed different from any other tea he had tasted in the world.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip. The fragrance of tea filled his lips and teeth, as if a breath of air spread throughout his body, sweeping away the haze and making his mind clear. At this moment, he felt that Xie Qi was not a big deal.

The snacks were delicate, sweet, fresh and delicious. I felt hungry after eating two pieces.

The store manager told them to pay more attention to him, and when they saw him waving, the waiter came over quickly. When they got close, they couldn't help but be surprised. This man just looked like his parents had died and he had been dumped, but now he looked radiant, as if his dead look just now was an illusion.

"What's up?"

"I want to order food."

After ordering, Zheng Jijue didn't forget his original intention and asked, "Can you book me for the night?"

The waiter smiled and said, "Yes."

I was prepared to be rejected, but I didn't expect this to be the answer.

"Is your business not doing well now?"

He said no when he asked before, but now he suddenly agreed. It is hard not to suspect that the business is not doing well, so he opened up for overnight stays just to make more money.

"Business is good." Without waiting for him to ask again, the waiter said directly: "Yes, sir, you are too persistent. If you really need it, we can cooperate once."

I have been here many times over the past year, and every time I sit at this seat, I always ask if I can book it for the whole night before closing.

The waiter looked at Zheng Jicue very seriously.

The boss above was probably moved by him and said that he could make an exception for this customer.

"How did he make an exception?"

Can persistence lead to rupture? Then how did Xie Qi do it?

The waiter kept smiling: "What are you talking about?"

"Forget it, I'm going to stay here tonight, okay?"

"Hold on, I'll check with the manager."