Chapter 24
It is human nature to eat melons.
Xia Yan just became popular today because of the promotional photos of Beaufort, which attracted a lot of people who love beauty. People have dug up things about him, including some black history.
But considering that at that time, he might not have been dating Tu Xi yet, at most he had a rich past love history.
Around one o'clock in the morning.
People posted photos of Xia Yan on social software one after another. He was wearing Beaufort's seasonal jacket, sitting at the bar with lights and wine, with his red lips slightly raised, looking at the curly-haired boy beside him with a smile.
A group of people surrounded him, like stars embracing the moon, surrounding him in the center.
[I met Xia Yan by chance in the bar. He is really super handsome. He is better looking in person than the Beaufort promotional photos. But he is a real scumbag. He hooked up with a young hunk in ten minutes and was ready to get a room. 】
【The host will elaborate. 】
【Tu Xi: I'm a knife. 】
【Uh...】 Some people don't believe it and question: 【Xia Yan can't be so stupid, doesn't YP wear a hat or a mask to cover up? After all, he is a star. 】
【I am a straight man. I feel like I am going to be bent when I saw Xia Yan today. 】 The fifth floor wrote a short essay of several hundred words, praising Xia Yan's looks before talking about the key points.
He showed three secretly taken photos and said: 【Today I was lucky enough to grab a good position and listened to the whole conversation between Xia Yan and him and him and him. 】
【Wait, let me count... three of him? 】
【Are they playing so wild? Excited to eat melonsjpg. 】
The fifth floor continued to post: [At first, Xia Yan was interested in Curly, flirting with him and saying sweet words, the two of them exchanged glances, and then Xia Yan let Curly drink Long Island Iced Tea. Those
who often go to bars must know what kind of wine this is, and those who don’t know can search it by themselves.
Back to the topic, Xia Yan said that whoever can drink this glass of wine, he will go out of the bar with that person today. He secretly hated himself for being a step slower and not grabbing a seat, alas! 】
[The straight male brothers on the fifth floor are rushing to be male mistresses? 】
The fifth floor said righteously: [Even if there is no me, there will be others. If Xia Yan wants to cheat, no one can stop him. Tu Xi is with him, and she must know his character. He is willing to be cuckolded, and there is no need for you to be messengers of justice. 】
Everyone: ???
Are you okay?
The typical victim-blame theory made passers-by with normal values furious, not to mention Tu Xi's fans, who wanted to catch Wulou and give him a thought education class.
Wulou didn't care about the criticism from others and continued to talk about the bar.
His writing is very contagious, making people feel like they are there. Coupled with the occasional additions from the host, the whole story is clear.
As a public figure, Xia Yan is a YP guy, and he dated more than one.
He did that with three men. He
is simply morally corrupt and insane.
[Although I said that I only look at the face, but... it's so dirty! ]
[I really don't understand what Xia Yan is thinking? If you are in love, just talk about it properly. If you don't love each other anymore, break up. Now you are overturned. 】
【Tu Xi, wake up!!! Break up quickly!!! 】
【Well... are you guys thinking too much? Four people in the same car, can't they just be good friends? Why are you all thinking about that? 】
【Sisters, don't deceive yourselves, OK? 】
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The internet was in chaos.
Tu Xi's studio withdrew from the hot search several times. As the saying goes, things will turn into the opposite when they reach the extreme. This move, on the contrary, aroused the rebellious psychology of netizens, and they pushed Xia Yan up crazily.
Things have developed to this point and have long been out of control.
And at two o'clock in the morning, a video released by a small account with no identity was like a few drops of water in a frying pan, which exploded the pan.
In the video, the gorgeous young man pulled the man's tie, and the two of them were breathing together, as if they were going to kiss in the next second, and the atmosphere was ambiguous.
Maybe because they were a little far away, the voice was not very clear, and only a few scattered words could be heard.
"...More interested in you than......"
"I like you very much."
"One hundred million...to date you..."
The young man's voice was lazy and casual, with a bit of nonchalance, and the slightly upturned ending tone was particularly seductive and very recognizable.
The video was released, and the navy entered.
[Emmm, is there anyone who doesn't know? Xia Yan is just a plaything in the circle of rich second-generations. After all, a man as beautiful as him, those who understand will understand. ]
[Think about it yourself, how can he, an ordinary person who graduated from high school and has no background, have such a steady supply of resources? It's all thanks to the sponsor. 】
【The other person in the video is coded, so we can't see his face clearly, but his watch is Breege's 20th spring limited edition, worth more than 10 million. 】 【It's sold for 100 million, and those who want to sleep can raise funds. 】 ... There are pictures and videos, you have to believe it. Xia Yan's reputation fell to the bottom at a very fast speed. * "Ding Ding——" In the spacious and luxurious bedroom, the rapid ringing of the mobile phone broke the silence of the night. "Hmm." The man let out a painful sound from his mouth, closed his eyes and groped for the bedside cabinet, but when he stretched out his fingers, he touched the cold floor. His hangover brain suddenly sobered up. He sat up from the ground, picked up the lit cell phone and answered the call: "Wenhan, what's the matter?" "Brother!!! What's going on between you and Brother Xia Yan?" "? " "Why did he say he liked you? Why did he follow you? Wait! Forget it, let's talk about these things later." Zhao Wenhan spoke quickly, his voice filled with tears and anger. "Those people on the Internet are talking nonsense. They don't know anything. Why do they scold Brother Xia Yan..." It was five o'clock in the morning and it was still dark.
Zhao Wenxu groped his way to the bedside, pressed the switch, and a warm yellow light came on, dispelling the darkness. He pinched his brows, still in a state of confusion.
"Speak slowly."
Zhao Wenhan quickly explained the situation and cursed the rhythmic water army for sending videos. After more than ten seconds, he asked cautiously: "Brother, is Brother Xia Yan next to you?"
"Why is he in--" my house?
The next few words were not finished before they were stopped.
A long series of memories suddenly came up. I was drunk and stupid. I insisted that Xia Yan follow him. I also quarreled with a mixed-race curly-haired boy, as childish as a child in the small class of kindergarten.
Zhao Wenxu sat on the bed, his eyes fixed on the curly-haired boy who was working on the floor. His face turned pale and blue, and a layer of death gradually emerged in his eyes.
I want to die.
Right now.
Zhao Wenxu held his forehead with one hand, doubting his life.
Zhao Wenhan on the other end of the phone was completely unaware and was still calling out in confusion: "Brother?"
"Xia Yan..." Zhao Wenxu took a deep breath, turned his head with a fearless look, and saw the young man's messy hair and peaceful sleeping face, and said with despair: "...with me."
"..." Zhao Wenhan was silent for a long time, "Brother, you two..."
"No, nothing."
"Really? If it was your brother... I..." The boy held the phone tightly, his fingers were so tight that they turned white. He bit his lips tightly and forced himself to say five words, "I can accept it."
After saying that, he waited for a while, but did not wait for his brother's rebuttal.
Some things don't need to be said too clearly.
The decency of adults allows them to learn to stop when they have enough.
Zhao Wenhan let out a little sob, which was quickly swallowed back and disappeared. He changed the subject abruptly: "Sorry to bother you about the online stuff, brother."
"Okay."
The call was disconnected. Zhao Wenxu didn't have time to experience the complex emotions. His fingers opened the social software first. When he saw the trending search, his brows were deeply wrinkled. After
quickly reading the online comments, he saw a group of people swearing that Xia Yan was greedy for money, would do anything for money, and made money by pleasing the sponsors.
He almost laughed out of anger.
A job with a monthly salary of 600 million yuan can be rejected at will.
Facing such a huge family as the Zhao family, the young man was still interested in treating the two brothers as toys, looking like he wanted to watch a good show.
Greedy?
Pleasing the sponsors?
If Xia Yan had these two "good" qualities, he would not be single today.
Zhao Wenxu stretched out his hand, wanting to wake up Xia Yan, but halfway through, a despicable idea suddenly popped up in his mind. What if Tu Xi misunderstood him...will they break up?
After hesitating for a moment, he walked out of the bedroom barefoot, closed the door, entered the study, and dialed someone's number.
The call was quickly connected, and no one on either side spoke.
There was a long silence, and Zhao Wenxu tried to break the silence: "You should have seen the video on the Internet."
Tu Xi didn't say anything.
Zhao Wenxu continued: "I spent 100 million US dollars to make Xia Yan waver." He didn't lie, he just said half of the sentence and let the man guess.
"It's just shaking." Tu Xi's voice came through the phone, slightly distorted, cold and suppressed, "I know he didn't cheat."
"Oh? You are so confident in your charm."
"No!"
"?" "
I believe in reality." Tu Xi said, "If you called me just to test me, then get out of here, I'm very busy now."
The provocation failed.
Zhao Wenxu sighed silently and returned to the topic: "You and I will deal with the online public opinion. Don't refuse it first. It was my fault this time. I didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment, which led to someone taking a video."
"And... there is no quicker way than for the parties involved to clarify it themselves." He sneered, "Isn't it rumored online that I'm Xia Yan's sponsor?"
Tu Xi: "What do you want to do?"
"The sponsor spent 600 million just to make Xia Yan happy, but he never thought that Xia Yan is a self-disciplined person who does not bow to money. He is a good star with feelings and righteousness."
Although the real situation is that he spent money for his brother, the result is the same.
And I also...
Tu Xi: "Okay."
"The video has been solved, do we have to spend money to suppress the rest?" Zhao Wenxu thought of the "Xia Yan's boyfriends" that netizens had dug up. There were more than a dozen of them, and he changed partners every month on average. In addition, he made a date at the bar last night...
If it were an ordinary person, at most he would scold him for being a scumbag and a playboy.
But for a star, cheating is equivalent to a fatal stain.
"Don't worry about those. I have a way to solve it." Tu Xi said coldly: "It's almost dawn. Order a bowl of porridge for Yanyan. He has a poor appetite after staying up late and can't eat anything else."
Click, the phone was hung up.
Zhao Wenxu glanced at the phone, and a strange look appeared on his face.
Why is Tu Xi so sure that Xia Yan is in his home? And he wasn't jealous at all, as if he knew there was a third person.
The sky was pale, and the red clouds were spreading out.
After waking up from a hangover, he still had a headache. Zhao Wenxu rubbed his temples, put the problem behind him, and called to order three bowls of porridge from Qingfangzhai.
The explanation notice could be written by the public relations department, but considering the particularity of the matter, he picked up the computer himself, deleted and revised it for half an hour, and the green vegetable and lean meat porridge was delivered.
He turned off the computer and went to the bedroom to wake up the other two people.
The young man went to bed late last night and didn't sleep enough. When he heard someone calling him, he lifted the quilt and covered himself with it.
"I want to sleep a little longer."
"Have breakfast before going to bed."
"Don't..."
System: [Host. ]
Xia Yan: "Don't make noise... Five minutes, just sleep for five minutes."
[Host!!! Your mission six is completed!!!]
"Mission... Mission... Completed..." The young man suddenly opened his eyes and sat up suddenly, looking around blankly. He didn't see the mission panel. His slow brain finally reacted...
I should check it in my mind!
He clicked on the panel, and the three big words "Completed" made people burst into tears.
The young man glanced down again, and mission seven had been refreshed, and... there was no mission eight to be refreshed, which means that the role play is about to end? !