Chapter 20 Chapter 20 (Part 1)
Zhou Boye stopped the water bottle, and the force of it hitting his hand caused him some pain. Fortunately, he blocked it. He couldn't imagine what would happen if it hit his head...
He thought, his eyes lost control as he looked over. The man who had thrown the bottle met his eyes and froze instantly. The look in his eyes was too scary. He swallowed hard and instinctively stepped back. Before he could take two steps, he was restrained by the bodyguard.
"Who are you? Let me go!"
"Don't move. You are suspected of intentional injury. We have called the police."
"Which eye of yours saw me intentionally hurting anyone? Let me go!"
The sound of the man struggling instantly quieted the originally noisy scene.
Zhou Boye put his coat over Jiang Yuxia's head to prevent him from being photographed. He didn't pay attention to his bruised arm, but instead looked at Jiang Yuxia carefully. "Are you hurt?"
Jiang Yuxia shook his head, a faint woody aroma lingering around his nose.
The two looked at each other, and Zhou Boye's voice softened a little: "Wait a moment while I get off."
When he looked up at the gathered crowd again, there was no trace of his previous expression left, only a cold look in his eyes.
He looked at the media outlet closest to him, the microphone nearly poking him in the face, "Tianhu Entertainment? Zhang Shiren?"
The reporter from Fox Entertainment tightened his grip on the microphone. Zhang Shiren was their president, but he remained calm and even summoned the courage to ask, "Yes, Mr. Zhou, why are you here? May I ask what your relationship is with Jiang Yuxia?"
Zhou Boye: "Even if I answer, will Zhang Shiren let you broadcast it?"
reporter:"……"
Zhou Boye looked at him, the smile on his lips fading. A sense of oppression suddenly rose. "Didn't Zhang Shiren's assistant call you?"
The reporter understood. No wonder the company had suddenly called and told them to stop interfering in this matter. It turned out to be because of Zhou Boye. He pursed his lips and immediately put away the phone. "Sorry, Mr. Zhou, we'll leave now. All the footage today will be deleted. We're very sorry for the inconvenience this has caused everyone here."
You see, they actually know that this will cause trouble to others.
Several bodyguards also scanned the people who were still broadcasting live one by one. Out of the instinct of seeking profit and avoiding harm, most media put down their cameras. Only a few were still insisting on it in order to get exclusive rights.
The bodyguards did not use any force, but just stood in front of the camera that was not turned off. Their tall bodies instantly blocked all the angles of view, and they could only capture the dark corners of clothes.
Just now, I didn’t dare to confirm who the person next to Jiang Yuxia was, but now I have some guesses.
The grandfather in the house realized later that those people were not from the same group as Jiang Yuxia. He came out with a broom in hand and said, "I thought you were friends with Xiaoxia, but you are just a bunch of cowards. Get out! Get out now!"
The scene of the "mob" being beaten everywhere by a broom was really funny.
At this time, the program crew and the police also rushed over, and the media that had gathered packed up and left in embarrassment. It was very likely that Zhou Boye's video could not be used, and the company generally did not allow it to be released. If an individual released it, then expect to receive a lawyer's letter. Zhou's legal team is second to none in the industry.
Those who took advantage of the chaos to throw things at Jiang Yuxia were all handed over to the police.
The directors were not surprised to see Zhou Boye, after all, they had seen him before in the forest cabin. However, they were all smart people and pretended not to see anything.
Song Mo, who witnessed the whole process, called his agent, intending to let him prepare a little.
Unexpectedly, a loud shout came from the other end of the phone, "You're going to kill me this time!"
When Sun Qun arrived, the media here had already been dispersed. He went to look for Jiang Yuxia but didn't see anyone. Instead, he found Zhou Boye.
Zhou Boye looked at him and whispered, "As his agent, you're even later than me. Isn't that a bit inappropriate? There's no one around him."
Sun Quan's forehead was covered with sweat. "I'm sorry, this is indeed my fault."
The incident happened suddenly, and he was only there at short notice. However, as an artist's manager, he was indeed negligent in this matter. He failed to conduct a risk assessment beforehand, and he didn't rush to the scene immediately after the problem occurred. This botched public relations operation led to the current situation.
The online public opinion has become a trend, and it is very difficult to deal with it. He bravely said, "Our company lacks experience in public opinion warfare, which has led to the current biased opinions..."
Zhou Boye glanced at him and said, "Zhou's public relations team will cooperate with you."
Sun Quan's eyes lit up instantly. Zhou's PR team was full of experts! Their countless flawless crisis PRs had amazed the industry.
"Then Xia Xia..."
"He has me."
After everything was settled here, Zhou Boye came into the room. Jiang Yuxia looked up at him and asked, "Why are you here?"
He choked when he spoke, and this sound made him stunned. It can’t be that serious... He turned his head away and didn’t dare to look at Zhou Boye.
what a shame.
Zhou Boye reached out and ruffled his hair. He wanted to nag him about running out alone, but when he saw him, he couldn't say anything. He just sighed, "How long will you be left alone?"
Jiang Yuxia gnashed his teeth at the corner of his lip. He lowered his eyes slightly, his tone stiff but with a hint of stubbornness, "I didn't do anything wrong. They just said that."
Zhou Boye suddenly bent down and looked at him at eye level. "Are you feeling wronged?"
Jiang Yuxia was slightly startled when he met those eyes. "No, I'm just stating a fact."
"Okay." Zhou Boye originally wanted to say that since he has entered this line of work, this situation is inevitable, and it is also an opportunity for growth. In the future, he may face worse things, so he has to become stronger.
He would not interfere with Jiang Yuxia's ideas. He wanted him to try whatever he wanted to do and what he liked to do. Only after trying would he know whether it was suitable for him. No matter whether it was suitable or not, he would be there to back him up.
Instead of keeping him in a cage like a canary, he wanted him to grow into an eagle, able to hunt on his own without relying on anyone.
But seeing his tired face, my heart couldn't help but shrink, and the preaching was stuck in my throat.
He thought back to the time when Jiang Yuxia would fight with others, never uttering a word, no matter how hard the fight got. He had raised her for so many years, finally making her a little bit pampered, only to be thrown away like trash the next day, yet she hadn't even retaliated. Now, she was being bullied by others. It would have been better for him to protect and raise her himself.
Two thoughts were pulling at him, and unusually, he felt a little confused.
"Is it so difficult to call me? Even if your brain is broken, you're still as stubborn as ever. How can a sponsor come to find a lover first?"
Jiang Yuxia blinked her cat-like eyes at him. Zhou Boye frowned and said, "Don't act like a spoiled child. It's too late."
Jiang Yuxia: “?” Acting coquettishly?
…
Jiang Yuxia was covered in mud after climbing over the wall, so he simply took a shower after coming back.
She didn't even blow dry her wet hair and came out barefoot. Her white T-shirt was soaked, revealing a flesh-colored rosy color.
Zhou Boye leaned on the sofa, looking at him, his eyes fell on his slender neck, on the back of which there was a very faint red mark.
He left it behind.
Zhou Boye's teeth grazed his lips and his Adam's apple moved.
However, Jiang Yuxia seemed to be completely unaware and came to find Zhou Boye with a hair dryer.
"Help me blow dry my hair."
He hates blow-drying his hair.
Zhou Boye tutted and uttered two words: "Spoiled."
But his hand took the hair dryer naturally.
Jiang Yuxia curled up in Zhou Boye's arms, with a pleasant woody aroma in his nose. The warm breeze, which was not too hot, made him squint his eyes.
Zhou Boye held a hair dryer in his hand and helped him blow his hair bit by bit.
"Okay, where are the shoes?"
Jiang Yuxia leaned into his arms, yawned, and a glint of light flashed in her cat-like eyes. She muttered, "I don't know."
As he moved, the clothes rose up a little, revealing her slender white waist.
Zhou Boye pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper palate, his eyes dimming slightly.
"Jiang Yuxia." He called softly, "Are you trying to seduce me?"
Jiang Yuxia blinked, pulled down his clothes a little, and said righteously: "The dirty ones will see the dirty ones. I'm just sleepy."
But what I was thinking in my heart was that he acted as if he didn't see anything when I seduced him before, and now he didn't do anything, but he said that I seduced him. I really don't understand what he is thinking.
Zhou Boye looked at his rolling eyes and knew that he was mumbling something in his heart, but he didn't push him away. He just took the towel and wiped his bare feet.
Because of the previous action, the trouser legs curled up, revealing the slender ankles, and the scar on the ankles was also exposed.
Zhou Boye paused in his movements. He reached out to touch that spot. Jiang Yuxia subconsciously stepped back. The subconscious avoidance made the air around them freeze.
Zhou Boye rarely gave in to him. He reached out and grasped his ankle, rubbing his fingers over the scar. "What's going on?"
Jiang Yuxia avoided his gaze: "It's just a scratch, accidentally got it."
He lied.
He didn't know how he got injured. He was afraid that Zhou Boye would ask him about it in detail, but he couldn't explain it.
Jiang Yuxia looked into his eyes, feeling a little nervous. Suddenly, he raised his body, hooked his hands around his neck, and gently licked Zhou Boye's lips.
"That's seduction."
He wanted to divert his attention.
Zhou Boye paused, then lowered his head. "Jiang Yuxia, do you know what you are doing?"
Jiang Yuxia didn't answer his question, but asked, "You still don't want to sleep with me?"
He raised his eyes to look at Zhou Boye, only to see a hint of something in Zhou Boye's eyes that he couldn't understand. Before he could carefully explore what was hidden in those eyes, his eyes were covered by a hand with a hot palm.
The next moment, just when he thought Zhou Boye was going to walk away like before, his lips were gently covered, as if he was tasting something, very lightly.
Jiang Yuxia's breathing stagnated. He pulled Zhou Boye's collar with both hands and pulled him towards himself. He chased after him regardless of anything and pried open his teeth.
The touch of lips caused a nerve to snap.
Neither of them gave in, and they fought like they were attacking a city. They were deprived of their breath, or rather, they had no time to breathe at all.
Zhou Boye moved aside a little, and Jiang Yuxia caught up with him again.
Zhou Boye asked a very strange question: "Who are you?"
Jiang Yuxia said anxiously: "Jiang Yuxia."
Zhou Boye's pupils shrank slightly and he kissed her again.
It was hard to tell who was in control of whom. He had taken his hand away from Jiang Yuxia's eyes at some point, and his fingers stroked his face. He moved his hand back and pressed him towards himself, tightening his grip around his waist.
The steam rising from their hair made their eyes misty. Zhou Boye had taken off the watch on his wrist at some point, and the expensive watch was thrown on the ground, with a tiny crack appearing on the surface.
The crack is so narrow that it is almost invisible in the darkness, but it really exists and will always appear when the daylight comes bright tomorrow.
At this moment, Jiang Yuxia slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Zhou Boye, his brows furrowed.
When he noticed their lips touching, his pupils suddenly constricted. He used his hands to push Zhou Boye away, his voice still mixed with a slight gasp: "Zhou, Zhou Boye?!"
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