Qiu Xing suddenly got angry, left Jie Yang behind and strode back to the villa. Xie Yang was used to his fickle moods, so he didn't inquire into the matter any further. He patted the fish feed from his palm and followed him back to the villa.
There was no one in the living room, and Qiu Xing, who had entered the room earlier, had disappeared. Xie Yang sat down on the sofa alone, picked up the teapot on the coffee table, poured a cup of cold tea and drank it, clearing the strange taste in his mouth.
About half an hour later, Xie Xiu came down from the study on the second floor in high spirits and saw Xie Yang sitting alone in the living room. He opened his mouth and habitually wanted to speak to Xie Yang in an imperative tone.
"I advise you to think twice before you speak." Xie Yang played with the teacup and looked up at him. "If you make me angry, your holiday villa will be ruined."
Jie Xiu choked, and the smile on his face was pulled into a hideous arc by his twitching face. After a while, he said dryly: "Yangyang, what are you talking about? Why would Dad make you angry for no reason?"
Xie Yang ignored him.
Jie Xiu squeezed the contract bag in his hand, forced a fatherly expression, walked up to sit next to Jie Yang, and said earnestly: "Yangyang, you actually have some misunderstandings about dad. Dad was so strict with you before because it was for your own good. He hoped that you could become something useful!"
"Your way of training me to be useful is to beat me, scold me, abuse me, and then sell me to a man?"
Jie Xiu choked again and laughed: "What are you talking about? What's the point of selling it or not? Look at how nice your enemy is... Well, Yangyang, do you have enough living expenses? Dad will give you some money."
"Not enough, let's fight. Being an artist is very wasteful, give me 500,000 first."
“…”
Jie Xiu gritted his teeth and reluctantly transferred 500,000 yuan to Jie Yang, saying, "You see, Dad actually loves you very much! Take this money, buy some nice clothes, take care of your skin, and boys should live a more refined life, too."
"I remember you asked me to drop out of school before—"
"That's just nonsense from Dad. Don't give up! Don't give up! Young people need to learn more knowledge!"
Xie Yang looked at him with a half-smile, then turned to the main topic and said, "Qiu Xing likes my current identity as a small artist, but it's easy to be attacked when being an artist. If the media finds you, do you know how to deal with it?"
Jie Xiu was very tactful and quickly assured: "Then Dad will definitely praise you in front of the media. My Yangyang is so outstanding!"
"I think it's best if you don't say anything. The media is very good at taking things out of context."
Jie Xiu readily accepted the advice and immediately said that he would avoid the media when he saw them next time!
Xie Yang was still finding fault: "You only promised yourself, what about the other members of the Xie family? They don't like me very much."
Jie Xiu almost couldn't hold back the fatherly expression on his face. He took a deep breath, patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, Dad will go back and discipline them properly, and make sure they don't talk nonsense! Just focus on accompanying Mr. Qiu, Dad will take care of everything else!"
Xie Yang was finally satisfied and motioned Xie Xiu to come closer.
Jie Xiu approached suspiciously.
Xie Yang said something in his ear.
Xie Xiu was stunned, and he grabbed Xie Yang's arm tightly, staring angrily, breathing heavily, and asked: "Are you telling the truth?"
"Really? If you don't believe me, go ask my brother. He must know that stepmother and Uncle Wang have a good relationship. Last time stepmother took him on a trip, Uncle Wang seemed to be there too."
“Stinky bitch…” Jie Xiu gritted his teeth, his expression turned green and then black, then black and then green. He suddenly growled and walked towards the gate of the villa. After taking two steps, he stopped abruptly and turned around, saying, “I’m going to say goodbye to Mr. Qiu.”
Xie Yang looked at him with admiration and applauded his endurance at this moment.
The two found Qiu Xing, who was leaning on a recliner with his eyes closed on the rooftop terrace. Jie Xiu, holding back his anger, said a polite farewell speech to thank him for the hospitality, and also flattered Qiu Xing subtly, and promised to keep a close eye on the holiday villa project.
Qiu Xing didn't even bother to open his eyes and said, "It just so happens that He Jun is leaving, so let him give you a ride."
Xie Xiu quickly expressed his gratitude, then looked at Xie Yang, gave him a look that said "serve Qiu Xing well", and left with He Jun.
Only Jie Yang and Qiu Xing were left on the terrace. Xie Yang walked to the recliner and said, "Thank you for today."
Qiu Xing said nothing.
"I thought about it and realized that in order to better fool Jie Xiu, I need to get closer to you."
Qiu Xing still didn't open his eyes or speak, and seemed to have fallen asleep.
Xie Yang decided to change his way of saying it.
"I'm short of money."
Qiu Xing still didn't move.
"I was planning to buy a house, but the house prices in City B are more expensive than I expected. I have other uses for my money, so I have to spend it sparingly, so I can't buy a house."
Qiu Xing frowned and opened his eyes.
"I can't buy a house. The company dormitory is surrounded by paparazzi, and the student dormitory is too crowded and inconvenient to live in. It seems that I can only rent a house." Xie Yang looked down at Qiu Xing, "So I want to ask if you want to rent it? One room is fine, and you decide the rent."
Qiu Xing sat up suddenly and looked sideways at Jie Yang.
Xie Yang asked again: "Rent it?"
Qiu Xing laughed, an angry laugh, and said coldly: "Jie Yang, you just rely on me, right? You come to me when you need money, when you encounter trouble, and when you have no place to live, you also come to me, but I asked you to have a meal, but you are not available. Do you think I am doing charity?"
"If you rent a room to me, I can provide you with dinner service."
Qiu Xing's mouth drooped: "This is the first time I've heard someone describe eating for free as so refreshing and refined."
"Then you give it to me?"
Qiu Xing looked at Jie Yang coldly.
Xie Yang looked at him and suddenly said, "Please."
Qiu Xing stood up as if he was scalded, pointed his finger at Jie Yang, and after a while, he pulled his hand back and said viciously: "If I see you eating something messy again... all the rooms on the third floor are empty, go and choose for yourself!" After that, he turned around and strode away.
Xie Yang was stunned for a moment, then he remembered the fish feed he had licked before, smiled silently, and said loudly, "Thank you."
Qiu Xing slammed the terrace door shut with a deafening bang.
Finally, Xie Yang chose the master bedroom on the third floor, which was the room directly above Qiu Xing’s bedroom. The room was very large and spacious, with a large balcony, and Xie Yang was very satisfied. After putting his backpack in the bedroom, Xie Yang went downstairs to the dining room. Seeing that dinner was already served, he sat down opposite Qiu Xing very naturally.
Qiu Xing said expressionlessly: “You’re welcome.”
"I told you that if you agree to rent the room, I will provide you with dinner companionship."
Qiu Xing looked at him for a while and said nothing. He called the nanny to prepare dinner.
The meal was quiet and harmonious. Xie Yang didn't have enough hotpot for lunch, so he was very hungry and ate three bowls of rice in one go. Compared to him, Qiu Xing's appetite was much smaller. He would put down his chopsticks immediately after finishing a bowl of rice and would never touch it again.
"I have to go to school tomorrow and move things to the dormitory. I may not be able to come back to have dinner with you in the evening."
Qiu Xing paused as he stood up, said, "Who cares about you?" and left.
Xie Yang slept very well on the first night staying at his enemy's house. The next day he slept until he woke up naturally. When he went downstairs, he found Qiu Xing was gone, but there was breakfast on the table. He smiled, walked over, sat down and started eating.
After breakfast, Xie Yang went upstairs and called Wu Shui, asking him to pick him up to report to school. Then he sat down at the desk, turned on his computer and started organizing the music.
He thought that Jinghe Garden was so remote that it would take Wu Shui at least an hour to get here, but he didn't expect that Wu Shui would call him just a few minutes later. He was surprised, so he took his things downstairs and saw that Wu Shui had indeed arrived. He asked curiously and found out that Wu Shui actually lived in a small building not far behind the villa, very close.
The two got in the car and prepared to leave.
"Wait!" Liu Sha chased out of the villa, bent down and handed a key through the half-lowered car window, "Young boss, you left this."
Xie Yang looked at the key in her hand and reached out to take it.
"Thank you, Assistant Liu."
"You're welcome." Liu Sha stepped back. "The boss has a business deal that needs to be discussed abroad. The flight is scheduled for 10 pm. He will leave home at about 7 pm."
Xie Yang remembered that Qiu Xing had asked him to have dinner with her yesterday. He understood her hint and replied, "I will try to get back before seven o'clock."
Liu Sha smiled: "Thank you."
"Assistant Liu, you're welcome."
Xie Yang raised the car window to signal Wu Shui to drive, then he looked down at the key to the villa door in his hand and threw it into his backpack.
On the day of returning to school, C University was crowded with people. Xie Yang was afraid of running into paparazzi and IUD's fans, so he gave his information to Wu Shui and asked Wu Shui to help with the formalities while he waited in the car.
After waiting for a few minutes, Hu Biao suddenly called.
"Jie Yang, where are you?" Hu Biao's voice was a little hoarse and his tone was very tired. "I just saw the report online. Did you go to dinner with Tong Jian and the others yesterday?"
"Um."
"So... what did you talk about?"
"What does Biao want us to talk about?"
After a long silence, Hu Biao suddenly sighed and said, "Xie Yang, I don't know how much you know. I just want to tell you that I am still fighting for it and trying my best. I signed you, and I will definitely be responsible for you to the end. Don't worry, okay?"
Strive, which means that Hu Biao is still trying to preserve the entire IUD.
It’s an overly naive idea, but Xie Yang likes this naivety, as it proves that Hu Biao really cares about his artists.
"Brother Biao." Xie Yang stopped beating around the bush and said directly, "You can fight for it, but I'm letting you know in advance. Mo Bin is trying to trick me now, so I won't just do nothing. And Brother Biao, is it worth it to fight for an artist who has already left you?"
Hu Biao's tone became serious, and he asked cautiously: "What do you mean by that? Did someone tell you something?"
"No, I just made some guesses."
There was another silence. Hu Biao's tone became more tired and helpless: "Jie Yang, why didn't I realize that you are so, so..."
"Brother Biao." Xie Yang interrupted him, "An artist who has already left you, and three artists who want to take advantage of you, which side do you want to choose?"
Hu Biao obviously didn't react: "What do you mean by one or three? What do you mean by that? Wait! You wouldn't... wouldn't you... so you had dinner together yesterday... You wouldn't be..."
"It's just what you think."
Hu Biao gasped and hung up the phone in shock.
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