Chapter 55 I Like It More
To be honest, dealing with the aftermath took up some of Duan Ming's time.
President Sheng beat someone in public. If Mr. Wang hadn't needed the Sheng Group and there weren't many cooperation partners, and he had chosen not to pursue the matter, there would always be entertainment media coverage.
Sheng Zhao had been sitting there obediently wiping the blood from his nose, his expression calm and innocent. He was frighteningly obedient, completely unlike the mad dog he was when he beat people.
Duan Ming and Mr. Wang had reached an agreement. Mr. Wang, despite being covered in injuries, looked at Sheng Zhao tremblingly, but still gave Sheng Zhao face and looked at He Ciyuan unwillingly.
He Ciyuan's agent was fired directly by Sheng Zhao. She also called Yu Shiyun and asked him to thoroughly investigate the situation of agents exploiting low-level artists. She believed that there would be results tomorrow.
He Ciyuan's eyes were inexplicably red. He pursed his lips, walked to Sheng Zhao, and bent down to wipe the blood off her face.
"……Thank you."
Perhaps he was in a trance, so he said softly, "...Sheng Zhao."
Called her name.
Sheng Zhao shook his head and said calmly, "This kind of thing is not allowed by the company."
Duan Ming finished his negotiations, sighed, and walked over, looking down at Sheng Zhao with a raised eyebrow. "You have a temper, like a heroine saving a beautiful woman."
She turned to look at He Ciyuan and chuckled, "We'll leave first. You should go back early. I'll ask my assistant to take you there. It's not safe for a man to be alone at this time."
"……good."
He Ciyuan looked at Sheng Zhao deeply, pursed his lips, and seeing that Sheng Zhao had no intention of keeping him, he still responded and spoke to Sheng Zhao before leaving.
"I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow. Thank you for helping me."
Sheng Zhao responded casually.
He Ciyuan left reluctantly.
Duan Ming suddenly slammed his head against Sheng Zhao's head and rolled his eyes in annoyance, "What are you eating? Didn't you see that man's intentions to seduce you are about to overflow."
She just deliberately drove He Ciyuan away.
Duan Ming ordered a glass of wine and a glass of juice. He pushed the iced juice directly to Sheng Zhao, crossed his legs and said, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
Sheng Zhao ruffled his hair, took a sip of iced juice, and said, "...Nothing."
"What? President Sheng is also hurt by love?"
Duan Ming's voice was full of laughter and teasing.
"……no."
Sheng Zhao's nose still hurts a little.
She looked at the ice cubes in the cup, and the sound of the ice cubes hitting the wall was crisp and loud.
"Li Ji doesn't take on roles."
"Huh?" Duan Ming paused in his drinking and frowned slightly. "Who's he? If he doesn't want to take the job, then don't take it. There are plenty of men who want to be with you. What kind of drama is it? I'll see if there are any male stars around who can take it."
"It's about school violence. It's obvious that he would be a big hit if he filmed this."
Sheng Zhao sighed slightly and looked at the melting ice as if in distress.
"Um……"
Duan Ming paused.
No, wasn’t he bullied at school so much that he had to work in a nightclub, and then he was cyberbullied... Isn’t the reason for all this school violence?
She was silent for a moment before speaking, "No, sister, let me be fair... He must be traumatized by school violence, so he's unwilling to accept it."
"...Really?" Sheng Zhao was stunned for a moment.
To be honest, Sheng Zhao is a favored daughter of heaven. She has never experienced such things as "shadow" or "disappointment", and she even has a natural indifference to feelings.
To the point of being unable to understand other people's fear and despair.
Sheng Zhao was silent for a moment.
Although Duan Ming hated Li Ji, he did feel that Sheng Zhao was too frivolous, and doing this would definitely hurt Li Ji.
"But you've made progress. Now you know how to be considerate of others and even feel unhappy. You know, before, you didn't care even if someone died in front of you."
She sighed.
Don't be fooled by Sheng Zhao's gentle and youthful appearance.
In fact, very indifferent.
She patted Sheng Zhao's shoulder and advised, "Forget it, if the man makes you unhappy, just change him. Don't be unhappy anymore."
Sheng Zhao lay on the table, still observing the ice, without saying a word.
At this moment, Sheng Zhao's cell phone dinged and someone sent her a message. She took out her phone and glanced at it lazily. It meant that Yu Shiyun had come up with the results of the investigation so quickly.
When I opened it, it turned out to be a message from Li Ji.
His words were very brief, just a simple sentence - I feel so bad, can you come and pick me up?
The address is then attached.
This is Brother Hong’s nightclub, where Li Ji used to work.
Sheng Zhao was stunned, as if he didn't expect that such soft and aggrieved words would come from Li Ji.
She pursed her lips and continued looking at the ice in the glass.
Duan Ming knew she was upset and unhappy at the moment, so he grabbed the juice, looked up, and gulped it down. Then he looked at Sheng Zhao and said, "You're done, hurry over. Are you going to wait until the ice has melted before you go?"
She felt helpless.
"good."
Sheng Zhao looked at Duan Ming, chuckled, and turned away.
Just after walking out, I heard Duan Ming's sad wail, "Hiss—the juice is so cold, it hurts my head after drinking it all at once."
Sheng Zhao burst out laughing.
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Li Ji looked at the message sent on the screen with an expressionless face.
Holding the bottle in her other hand, she tilted her head back and poured the wine directly into her mouth. The wine flowed down her neck, wetting her collar, passing over her sexy Adam's apple, and disappearing into her clothes.
The air was filled with the smell of alcohol and the table was covered with wine bottles.
Obviously drank a lot.
Brother Hong walked into the box and sighed. He held his waist and walked gracefully. "Oh, our big star still has troubles?"
Although he was so harsh with his words, his hands were gently patting Li Ji's back, afraid that he would choke.
He drank a lot, his hair was messy and stuck to his forehead, his eyes were hazy and embarrassed, he threw his cell phone on the table, and then was half-hugged by Brother Hong and rested his head on his shoulder.
"Yo yo, what's wrong?" Brother Hong tucked his hair behind his ears, his eyes filled with heartache, and he sighed.
He picked up Li Ji several years ago and raised him as his own child. He was naturally happy to see that he had become a star with a bright future, but he was also naturally distressed to see him frustrated and sad.
Li Ji's voice sounded drunken, with a hint of sobbing, but he stubbornly suppressed his voice, making it very hoarse.
“…She doesn’t feel sorry for me at all.”
Brother Hong was stunned for a moment, his voice practically rising. "Did she ask you to drink with an old woman? Or did she give you away?! We don't want this celebrity! Brother Hong will pay for the liquidated damages. I've saved up quite a bit of money over the years! He looked innocent, but I didn't expect him to be such a ruthless person!"
"...No." Li Ji seemed to sober up a little because of his shrill voice and explained, "She was very nice to me, but she asked me to act in a movie about school bullying."
"Huh?" Brother Hong was stunned.
He now understood why Li Ji was so obsessed with drinking, and sighed helplessly, "Silly child..."
"You've endured so much before. In nightclubs, you were slapped in the face, you were gang-bullyed, you were slandered... And you didn't shed a single tear, did you? I've watched you get through it all."
He raised his hand to wipe away the tears in Li Ji's red eyes and said softly, "It's such a simple thing that makes you feel wronged. I want to thank her for raising you so spoiled. You never suffered any hardship at her hands."
Li Ji pursed his lips and lowered his crow-feather eyelashes.
Brother Hong has lived for so many years, so naturally he is as shrewd as a human being. He said, "You like her, right?"
"I..." Li Ji was stunned for a moment, and then he was speechless.
"Such a good wife, with so many men around her, don't get caught up in it, dear child, I was..."
There was worry in Hong Ge's eyes. He swallowed his words halfway and patted Li Ji's back and said, "She is a good woman. If you like her, go for it. Loving her for a moment is love."
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When Sheng Zhao arrived, it seemed that the front desk clerk had been instructed by Brother Hong, and he refused to tell Li Ji where the box was.
Brother Hong will eventually help Sheng Zhao vent his anger.
Brother Hong came out slowly, his fingertips touching Sheng Zhao's chest, his voice soft, "Zhao Zhao is here, looking for our Xiao Li, our Xiao Li doesn't want to accompany you for drinks, how about finding another brother to accompany you?"
Sheng Zhao raised his hand to brush away his fingers, looked into Hong Ge's eyes, and said, "I'll take him back."
"...Are you serious about Li Ji?"
Brother Hong's voice suddenly lowered, and his expression was no longer as light and charming as before. Instead, he leaned against the wall, smoking a cigarette and asking with squinted eyes.
Sheng Zhao paused.
"……right."
Sheng Zhao thought for a moment and nodded.
At least I was sincere in coming to take him home. I don’t know about the rest... I just felt very confused.
Brother Hong narrowed his eyes, studying Sheng Zhao's expression, and scoffed, saying, "He's in Room 207, go ahead."
When Sheng Zhao entered the box, Li Ji was already lying on the table, drunk.
He reeked of alcohol. Seeing Sheng Zhao coming, he lazily raised his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Why... did you take so long to come?"
The low voice seemed to carry a hint of grievance.
Sheng Zhao walked forward and wanted to help him walk out, but Li Ji had lost his strength and refused to get up. He just looked at Sheng Zhao teasingly with a sneer in his eyes, his voice hoarse and low, with a drawn-out ending.
"Sheng Zhao, do you want to try it here?"
His slender fingertips stroked Sheng Zhao's chest, circling his fingertips, his eyebrows lowered, with a wanton and loose teasing.
"...Do you know what you're talking about?"
Sheng Zhao's voice was a little hoarse, and after a pause he finally said, "Why are you so drunk?"
Li Ji glanced away, leaned lazily against Sheng Zhao, and breathed on her neck, "...because I hate you."
"Really?"
Sheng Zhao laughed at the end of the tone.
"Yes, I hate you."
Li Ji murmured softly, his eyes becoming confused. He hugged Sheng Zhao like a drunk and rubbed her neck.
"Why do you hate me? Because I asked you to make a movie you don't like?"
"…because you don't like me."
Li Ji's voice was very soft, almost hoarse and suppressed.
"I hate you. I hate that you don't like me."
"Sheng Zhao, like me, okay?"
"Be more considerate of me, okay?"
The end of his murmur was broken, and his drunken eyes seemed to be hidden in the whispering sound.
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