Chapter 57
Even through the network cable, Rong Jing could seem to see Song Zhiye's aggrieved expression.
Rong Jing: “…”
Well, forget it.
After all, after hearing what Song Zhiye said, Rong Jing felt that Song Zhiye was not as good as him.
In order to prevent Song Zhiye from misunderstanding that he was rubbing salt into his wounds, the considerate little zombie decided to drop the topic and, at the same time, comforted the other party to save his face: It doesn't matter, you haven't admitted it anyway.
Song Zhiye wiped the sweat from his forehead and thought to himself, there is a big difference between a criminal record that everyone knows about and a criminal record that only a small number of people know about.
The latter can at least deceive themselves for a while.
Comforted, Song Zhiye also thought seriously about the problem Rong Jing was facing. After a few seconds of silence, he replied decisively: Maybe he has other things to do, so he can't sleep with you.
Rong Jing: So ‘other things’ are more important than sleeping with me?
Song Zhiye:?
Huh? Can you be so picky with words?
Song Zhiye's face showed an extremely shocked expression.
Looking at the huge question mark sent by Song Zhiye, Rong Jing deeply realized that Song Zhiye was indeed not very reliable. He decisively said "forget it", said good night to him, put down his phone, and continued to close his eyes and sleep.
Sleep or not.
Anyway, if Xie Changshi missed today, he would never have the chance to sleep in the same bed with him again!
The next morning, Rong Jing slowly got up from the bed. Everything was pitch black in front of him. The whole zombie was in a daze, and even walked a little unsteadily. The resentment he felt was enough to feed ten evil sword immortals.
After washing up, he pushed open the door and leaned over to the corner to secretly look at the man standing at the dining table with his back to him. Unable to see Xie Changshi's expression, Rong Jing could only bite the bullet and walk forward, then pull out a chair and sit down in front of the other person.
When he looked up, it happened to be the moment when Xie Changshi looked up.
Compared with Rong Jing's embarrassment, Xie Changshi's eyebrows and eyes are clear and outstanding, and his posture is relaxed and calm. It can be seen that he is in good condition.
My goodness, he was the one tossing and turning in bed last night and couldn’t sleep until dawn, while the culprit, Mr. Xie, actually slept well?
Rong Jing's face tightened when he realized this.
He bit off the rabbit head of the custard bun and insisted on asking for a definite answer: "Did you sleep well last night?"
Xie Changshi didn't miss the dark circles under his eyes. He felt distressed but also wanted to laugh, but he managed to hold it back so as not to irritate the little zombie in front of him. He nodded and said, "Not bad."
Rong Jing uttered a dry "oh," poked the little rabbit's body, and asked, "So, when did you go to bed last night?"
Xie Changshi seemed to think seriously for a while, and finally replied: "Twelve thirty."
Rong Jing: “…”
That seemed to be when he was chatting with Song Zhiye.
snort.
Rong Jing ate the breakfast in the bowl in a few mouthfuls, then urged Xie Changshi: "Hurry up and eat, I have to go to work."
Xie Changshi glanced at the watch on his wrist. It showed that it was eight o'clock. According to Rong Jing's usual personality and schedule, he would have to stay in bed for at least ten minutes. But today, he not only got up, but also finished breakfast and wanted to go to work.
It seems that I really pissed someone off last night.
However, Xie Changshi didn't say anything. He drank the coffee in the cup and nodded: "Let's go."
After dropping him off at the studio near Changhua Street, before the Cullinan's interior was opened, Xie Changshi tilted his head to look at the young man, who hadn't said a word the entire way to the pit, and suddenly spoke: "What is Ah Jing angry about?"
"I'm not angry." Rong Jing looked at him.
Xie Changshi said, "You are angry. If you weren't angry, you should have pestered me and told me that I would pick you up early in the evening and go eat barbecue. But you didn't say a word to me along the way and kept moving to the side."
He pointed his slender fingers at the empty seat between him and Rong Jing: "Do you hate being next to me so much?"
How did it escalate to the word 'hate'?
Although Rong Jing was a bit grumpy... well, he didn't know why he was grumpy, but he did his best to stop any behavior that hurt others. So when he heard the word 'hate', he decisively retorted, "No."
Xie Changshi heard his quick reply, and a smile quickly appeared in the depths of his narrow eyes. He nodded: "Well, Ah Jing will never hate me."
After these words were spoken, Rong Jing was stunned.
My memory was instantly pulled back to twelve years ago.
Xie Changshi back then was actually quite different from Xie Changshi now. Changxi County had many elders who were friendly to Xie Changshi, but also many children who were hostile. Children of that age were often somewhat xenophobic. Seeing that Xie Changshi was from outside the country, good-looking, and had good grades, and constantly being nagged by his family members, "Look at Xie Changshi, look at you," they developed a dislike for him.
After discovering that there was a little tail following Xie Changshi, several teenagers of the same age as Xie Changshi were shocked, and even blocked Rong Jing when he was out one time.
The leader was a boy from the fifth floor of the tube building. Rong Jing still remembered his name, Liu Junxian. Liu Junxian crossed his arms and first looked the young-looking Rong Jing up and down. Then he snorted and said, "Why do you like to be around a jerk like Xie Changshi? I heard his father hated him and threw him away. Now he's even killed his mother. He's a complete jinx. If you follow him around every day, you might be the next one to die!"
At that time, Rong Jing was too lazy to talk nonsense with this group of people. He bent down, picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at Liu Junxian and others.
Although the stones were small, Rong Jing, who was still young at that time, had great strength and was very accurate. Every stone hit the foreheads of several teenagers accurately. Liu Junxian and others were so angry that they jumped up and down, but they could not stop the stones, so they could only run away crying.
Seeing them run away, Rong Jing didn't plan to stay at the entrance of the alley any longer, so he turned around and prepared to go back to the tube building.
As a result, when he turned around, he saw Xie Changshi standing in the shadows.
I don't know when he came, but judging from his expression, he must have been standing there for a long time.
Xie Changshi quietly watched Rong Jing in the dim sunlight, trying to observe every subtle expression Rong Jing had when she faced him again after hearing Liu Junxian's words. The disgust, dislike, hesitation, and entanglement he'd imagined weren't there. Instead, the child's face lit up with his usual bright smile upon seeing him, and then he ran towards him.
Grabbing the corner of his clothes, she asked eagerly, "Xie Changshi, why are you here? Are you here to pick me up? I know the way. You took me there last time."
Xie Changshi was speechless for a moment, and after a while he said, "You don't care what they say?"
Rong Jing blinked: "You are a nuisance? You are not a nuisance. You picked me up, fed me and gave me shelter. You are the best person in the world. I will never hate you."
Then he curved his eyes and said a little embarrassedly: "I only like you."
The words "I will never hate you" crossed the long river of time of twelve years and suddenly appeared in Rong Jing's ears again. Rong Jing's temper disappeared without a trace at this moment. He made a face at Xie Changshi and said, "Just remember it." Then he turned around and tried to open the car door.
But the car door was locked, so he turned back and asked, "What are you doing?"
"There's something I haven't told you yet."
Rong Jing looked at him suspiciously, feeling that Xie Changshi was weird today.
Normally I just say whatever I want to say, but today it seems a bit formal.
After he stopped throwing a tantrum, he seemed very well behaved. I put my hands on my knees, sat up straight, and asked him, "What did you say?"
Xie Changshi's palm fell on the boy's hair, and he gently rubbed it as usual. He smiled and said, "I hope Ah Jing can think seriously today about why you were so angry after realizing that I didn't go to your room last night."
Rong Jing: “…”
Why does this person bring up things that are not related to the topic?
He had thrown this matter away, but Xie Changshi picked it up again.
Rong Jing was about to speak when Xie Changshi said again, "If you just regard me as a friend, then your normal reaction should be to be glad that I didn't come last night."
After saying this, the door lock inside the car opened with a click, and Xie Changshi signaled: "You can get out now."
Rong Jing: “…”
Rong Jing ran away, faster than a rabbit, and disappeared outside the car in a flash.
Seeing his hurried figure as if he was being chased by hundreds of people, Xie Changshi lowered his eyes and smiled softly, then lowered the partition and said to the driver, "Go to the company."
"yes."
…
Rong Jing came early today, but he didn't expect Nie Liu and Yan Yingyao to come even earlier.
He was stunned: "Why are you here so early?"
Nie Liu poked his head out from behind the front desk, exhaled a faint breath, and replied, "Because I didn't sleep last night, I thought it was already five o'clock, so I didn't go home to sleep, so I might as well come here to catch up on some sleep."
No wonder Rong Jing felt that he looked very tired when she saw his features.
He thought for a moment and reminded her, "You're so young, take care of your health and don't die suddenly."
Nie Liu leaned over and whispered, "Then can you calculate when I'm going to die? Let me have a rough idea. I want to see how many more years I can keep doing this."
Rong Jing: “…”
He could no longer bear it and gave the answer: "I will die in two years."
Nie Liu took a breath.
Rong Jing rolled his eyes, opened the door to the workshop and walked in. Sitting on the chair, his hands supporting his chin, his mind was full of the sentence "If you just regard me as a friend, then your normal reaction should be to be glad that I didn't come last night."
What you said... makes a lot of sense.
But just in case, Rong Jing thought he should ask someone else.
He walked to the door and waved to Yan Yingyao. Yan Yingyao walked over and heard the young man ask: "Let me ask you a question. If Nie Liu said he wanted to sleep with you——"
Before he finished speaking, Yan Yingyao suddenly bent down and uttered a sound: "Ugh."
Rong Jing: “…Ah?”
Yan Yingyao rubbed his stomach and waved his hand: "It's okay, I drank too much last night and heard some disgusting assumptions, so I couldn't help it."
Rong Jing: "...haven't you two slept together before?"
Yan Yingyao immediately took a step back, his expression slightly horrified: "Why did we sleep together?"
Rong Jing felt like he had misunderstood something, and quickly explained, "It's like when you're drunk and someone leaves you to lie down and rest."
oh.
This kind.
Yan Yingyao: "Yes, I do, but it's a far cry from sharing a bed."
Rong Jing uttered a dry "oh" and began to hypothesize, "Look, what if Nie Liu said he wanted to sleep in the same bed with you, but he didn't show up? How would you feel?"
Yan Yingyao: "I posted on social media all over the internet acknowledging him as my dad and thanking him for his kindness."
Rong Jing: "...Aren't you angry? He doesn't keep his word."
Yan Yingyao: "Sometimes not keeping your word can be a strength."
Rong Jing's eyes twitched when he heard this, and he remained silent for a while. Yan Yingyao, recalling his assumption, shifted his gaze and suddenly asked curiously, "Mr. Xie wanted to sleep in the same bed with you, but he didn't get to sleep with you?"
When he spoke, he deliberately used a tentative and gossipy tone, which made Rong Jing feel a little embarrassed.
Then he slammed the door shut and threw a few words through the door: "As an assistant, you shouldn't be so concerned about so many things."
Yan Yingyao shrugged.
Okay.
I was not sure at first, but now it seems that I did not get the pillow.
Rong Jing ignored Yan Yingyao's thoughts. He returned to his chair and confirmed once more—
Okay, he had evil intentions towards Xie Changshi.
Rong Jing touched his nose and wanted to send something to Xie Changshi, but finally stopped.
I don’t know why, but I actually felt a little embarrassed.
It just so happened that a guest had arrived at the studio. Although it wasn't opening time yet, Rong Jing had nothing else to do, so he asked Yan Yingyao to bring the guest in. The visitor was a middle-aged man who looked to be around forty years old. As soon as he saw Rong Jing, he said, "Master Rong, I'm here to ask your opinion on a question."
Rong Jing nodded: "You go ahead."
"I have a friend who's facing some problems and needs my help. I'm worried that getting involved will affect my future, so I'm conflicted. Could you please tell me whether I should help him or not?"
Rong Jing glanced at the man and cast a fortune.
"Zhen is on the bottom, Xun is on the top. Zhen represents thunder, Xun represents wind. This is the Wind and Thunder Yi hexagram, and the line is the upper nine." Rong Jing pointed at the hexagram and gave his conclusion under the middle-aged man's expectant gaze. "You have to help. If you don't, you might get into trouble."
The man was slightly stunned when he heard this, then nodded: "Okay, I understand, thank you."
The middle-aged man must have had some understanding of Rong Jing before. After receiving this reply, he did not hesitate or think too much, and immediately paid the money and left.
Of course, it could also be that the situation was urgent and he was busy dealing with the problem.
After the first guest arrived, the second and third guests came quickly.
In the blink of an eye, it was already twelve o'clock noon.
Rong Jing, who was having lunch with Yan Yingyao and Nie Liu, received a message from Song Qing: Mr. Rong, we found Tiantong at Gaoyun Airport. He took the 11:25 flight to Yancheng. According to the flight schedule, he should arrive at Yancheng First Airport around 4 pm.
After realizing that Xiao Sheng had helpers in Gao Yun, Xie Changshi sent people to Gao Yun to investigate.
Gaoyun is such a small place, but they found a Tiantong master after a quick investigation. I wanted to follow him, but he unexpectedly left the residence and went to the airport.
As soon as he got the news, Song Qing sent it to Rong Jing.
Rong Jing raised his eyebrows slightly.
It would be much easier if we could catch the person at Yancheng First Airport.
But the airport has too much traffic, with too many people coming and going. It would be bad if Tiantong took the opportunity to cause casualties at the airport.
In just a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through Rong Jing's mind, but in the end he just said: I understand, thank you.
Then he found Si Liu’s WeChat and sent him a message.
Yan Yingyao was sitting next to Rong Jing at the time. He accidentally caught a glimpse of the content on Rong Jing's WeChat. He paused and asked quietly, "Is the person behind Xiao Sheng about to show up? Is there anything Nie Liu and I need to do?"
Rong Jing shook his head and explained, "Based on everything Xiao Sheng has learned so far, the Taoist priest who's been helping him behind the scenes must be quite capable. I'll let Senior Si go. You two can do whatever you need to do and don't worry about this matter anymore."
This time, Yan Yingyao and Nie Liu didn't say much.
A Taoist priest who could make Xiao Sheng's fortunes in the entertainment industry soar was probably as powerful as Qiu Qian's. Yan Yingyao, who had witnessed the fight between Qiu Qian and Rong Jing's group, knew better than anyone how dangerous it was.
"Then let's go to the bar for a drink."
Rong Jing: "Can't you do something else?"
Yan Yingyao thought for a moment and said, "Then let's go to the bar and drink some milk."
Mirror: ==
Four o'clock in the afternoon.
Si Liu appeared at Yancheng First Airport on time.
He held the flight information Song Qing had given him and drifted into the airport, surveying his surroundings with interest. This was Si Liu's first time at an airport in his entire life, even after being a ghost for so many years. He watched the people coming and going, touching and stroking things here and there, and even encountered two or three little ghosts.
The young ghosts stared at him with fear, afraid they would be swallowed whole by him. Si Liu clicked his tongue lightly, not taking it seriously. He wondered if the Taoist priest would discover him. If he did, Rong Jing's plan would be in tatters.
Just as he was thinking, two figures suddenly appeared in Si Liu's sight.
The leading man was dressed very casually, wearing a baseball cap, a mask and sunglasses. He looked somewhat similar to Song Zhiye who appeared at the roadshow for "Thick Fog" -
Si Liuduo looked at him twice and guessed his identity from the strong ghost aura surrounding him.
Xiao Sheng.
But at the same time, Si Liu noticed a pair of eyes secretly observing this side in the corner. He turned his head and saw a person holding a mobile phone in his hand, as if taking a photo.
Oh, it seems to be the paparazzi that Rong Jing and the others mentioned.
Si Liu quickly floated to the side of the paparazzi and watched him intently as he kept pressing the camera's shooting button.
About half an hour later, a distinctive figure approached the exit. He was wearing a yellow and black Taoist robe, and his face looked very old, covered in wrinkles. He looked to be in his seventies or eighties.
He was holding a slightly larger tumbler doll in one hand and a not-so-big box in the other. He raised his eyelids and walked to Xiao Sheng's side. Then, as if he noticed something, he suddenly looked towards the corner.
A hoarse voice escaped from his throat as he asked, "Who is that person in the corner who has been staring at you?"
In the corner?
This sentence instantly gave Xiao Sheng and his agent goosebumps, and they quickly looked towards the corner.
The agent then quickly stepped forward to block the other party's angle, and then said to the two of them: "There are paparazzi, let's go first."
Hearing the word 'paparazzi', Xiao Sheng and Tian Tong both frowned. Xiao Sheng looked hesitantly at his agent, who quickly made an OK gesture and said, "Xiao Sheng, take Master Tian Tong to the villa first. Leave the paparazzi to me. I'll come over once I'm done."
"OK."
Xiao Sheng did not hesitate any longer. He made a gesture to Tian Tong and left in a hurry.
As he walked out, he asked Master Tiantong: "Master, do you need me to help you get it?"
Tian Tong said calmly: "No need."
Xiao Sheng didn't bother himself anymore. As he walked towards the garage, he talked more about Rong Jing.
On the other side is the airport arrival hall.
The paparazzi had originally wanted to follow Xiao Sheng and the Taoist priest as they left, but when he looked up, he saw Xiao Sheng's agent standing in front of him. The agent smiled kindly, pointed at the paparazzi's phone, and said, "Friend, name a price."
The paparazzi blinked, quite shocked.
Is this a direct offer?
But come to think of it, the person Xiao Sheng picked up at the airport just now was a Taoist priest after all.
There were rumors earlier that Xiao Sheng had gone to Gao Yun to ask for something, but those who insisted on this statement were criticized by Xiao Sheng's fans. The fans would never allow the results of Xiao Sheng's years of hard work to be labeled as "asking for something from a god".
But if this photo gets spread today, it will probably make fans' faces swell.
Thinking of this, the paparazzi didn't hesitate to ask Xiao Sheng's agent: "One million?"
Xiao Sheng's manager's expression collapsed for a moment, and the look he gave the paparazzi from behind his sunglasses was almost murderous. These scoundrels, who constantly peeped into celebrities' private lives, really took themselves seriously, actually daring to ask for a million.
But no matter how angry you are, there is nothing you can do. You still have to give what you deserve.
Thinking of this, he began to blame Master Tiantong. This master had a lot of strange tempers. He knew that their Xiao Sheng was different from others and was a big star who was stared at by flash cameras all the time, but he still insisted that Xiao Sheng come to pick him up in person.
To do otherwise would be disrespectful to him.
The agent exhaled and nodded, "Okay, one million is one million, but all the photos must be deleted, and you must keep silent about what happened today."
The paparazzi nodded with a smile: "Of course, of course, who would resist money, right?"
After dealing with the paparazzi, the agent took a taxi and went to the villa alone.
He didn't notice that after he got on the bus, a ghost figure also got on calmly.
Si Liu felt incredibly lucky today. He'd been worried that Tiantong would discover him following Xiao Sheng and his friends' car, but the sudden appearance of this paparazzi had given him the opportunity. Now, as he was riding in his agent's car to the villa, even if Master Tiantong truly possessed extraordinary abilities, he probably wouldn't have guessed it.
The other side.
Inside Xiao Sheng's nanny car.
The driver glanced at the rearview mirror with an obscure look, and his gaze silently swept over the two people in the back seat. After Xiao Sheng mentioned a certain place, he stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the destination.
At the same time, Xiao Sheng raised the partition and gave Master Tiantong an apologetic look. "Originally, I booked a villa for you in the northern suburbs of Lincheng District, but something unexpected happened there, so I changed it to the western suburbs this morning. But I've seen it, and the villa in the western suburbs has a better view and is more quiet, which suits your preferences very well."
Upon hearing this, Master Tiantong just glanced at him, hummed coldly, and said nothing more.
The driver calmly pressed the button on his mobile phone at the next traffic light and said: I picked up the person and he is heading to the villa in the northern suburbs.
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