Chapter 56 I raised him, and he belongs to me all his life

Shen Jixing left the cafe.

The man in the wheelchair looked gloomy, looked in the direction he left and repeated slowly: "Are you picking up your ex-boyfriend from get off work?"

For some reason, he felt like laughing.

He rarely takes time off to return home, but Shen Jixing doesn't host a welcome party for him, but instead goes to look for her boyfriend whom she had broken up with for many years?

Is this reasonable?

"gentlemen."

The bodyguard came back and stood behind him, and asked in a puzzled voice, "Has Master Shen left?"

Bo Yu's face darkened: "Yeah."

The bodyguard said without knowing anything: "Won't the young master take you home?"

The words fell.

The air around me seemed to sink.

The bodyguard kept silent as if nothing had happened. After a long time, Bo Yu's voice slowly rang out.

"He's trying to piss me off on purpose."

A slender, pale hand fell on the wheelchair, maneuvering it to move forward automatically.

"He has always been timid, weak, insecure, and longs to be protected, owned, and favored."

Bo Yu said in a gentle and elegant tone: "He was angry that I ignored him, but he never thought of asking me for help."

The bodyguard, dressed in black, followed him silently.

No, he thought.

The little boy who was afraid of the dark has grown up. He may ask for help for others, but he will never ask for help for himself.

"Go and find out why he wants to go to that little boy from a nouveau riche family who has money but no ink."

Shen Jixing shouldn't like him.

I shouldn't have left myself to look for him.

Or do you want to piss yourself off during your rebellious period?

The bodyguard behind him responded: "Yes."

"Check how far they've progressed." As he said this, the wheelchair drove out of the cafe and rolled over the fallen leaves on the ground. The crisp clicking sound was mixed with the man's slightly cool voice.

"I don't want to see what happened again."

The artwork he personally cultivated should be lofty and flawless, and should not be tainted by anyone.

Especially that naughty upstart boy.

"He will never recognize a fact."

Maple leaves reflected in the sky fell into his eyes, and the man was gentle and elegant, like a natural aristocrat.

"I raised him, and he belongs to me all his life."

Shen Jixing had given him his hand without hesitation, and he would never leave her again.

…

"Today's filming is over, thank you all for your hard work."

The agent took the lead in applauding. Today's shooting time was much earlier, and there was a relaxed atmosphere in the studio.

The main thing is that cooperation.

It was like a peacock with chicken blood, with its tail spread out throughout the whole process.

Every photo taken is handsome and the photographer is very happy.

"The cover photo and promotional photos are almost done, the next thing is the music video for the title song." The agent walked over and asked, "Have you seen the candidates I sent you?"

They were all the inner entertainment beauties he carefully selected.

"I saw it, that's it." Zhou Yili walked down from the stage.

The agent was speechless.

Chasing after him, she kept nagging: "Can you please stop setting your standard on Actor Shen? Where can I find a second Shen Jixing for you?"

Zhou Yili finally gave him a look.

The silver-grey suit looked elegant, and the blue hair fluttered freely. Zhou Yili sneered: "There is no other Shen Jixing in the world."

You know what the agent is thinking.

Then you have to have him.

It’s not a question of whether Shen Jixing will shoot the film or not. After reading the script, Shen Jixing would never accept it.

Si Kong Xiu is a typical fox-type director in the industry, while Zhou Yili is a typical sentimental character with overflowing hormones.

When the industry heard about their collaboration, everyone guessed that it would be a mosaic film.

It's not that exaggerated.

But it's almost the same.

At least there are several kissing scenes.

"Do you really want Mr. Shen to shoot the film?" the agent asked.

Since his debut, Shen Jixing has only been starring in big-screen movies and popular TV series, but there are very few love lines in them.

Even if there was, holding hands was enough to make the audience roar.

Came here to shoot a rock singer's MV.

What's the difference between this and the princess being kidnapped by the yellow-haired...blue-haired bad boy.

The bad boy really performed steadily: "Well, I want him. The script has been sent to him."

Zhou Yili dug out his cell phone from the table and looked down to see if Shen Jixing had sent him a message.

The agent didn't even have time to be shocked, but you released the confidential script???

I’m still curious about the answer first: “Have I replied to you? Do you want to take the photo or not?”

Zhou Yili glanced at the empty dialogue box, and his sharp and handsome features gradually fell silent.

He turned off the phone indifferently, and asked impatiently with his slightly pointed teeth: "Stop talking too much, did I let you ask?"

Agent: “?”

Are you the princess?

Princess Xiao Zhou's defense was broken.

"Come on, it's normal for him not to reply. Mr. Shen never does kissing scenes." The agent didn't take it seriously but still warned, "You still have to tell him to keep the script confidential."

Zhou Yili stretched out his long legs and walked towards the elevator.

"It doesn't matter whether you say it or not. You have to change it in the end."

The agent chased after him in confusion, "What do you want to change?"

Princess Zhou Yili stood in the bright elevator and looked at him with an extremely arrogant look.

"He doesn't do kissing scenes, so I should, right?"

“…”

The agent didn't know whether he was feeling defeated or he just didn't want to be intimate with anyone except Shen Jixing.

Zhou Yili would be upset if he asked this question again, so he simply asked: "Where are we going now?"

"Catch the bird."

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The floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor were illuminated by the setting sun, and large patches of burning clouds rolled across the sky.

The agent wanted him to stop and take a couple of photos for the business, but Zhou Yili just walked past without even looking at them.

Okay, let’s catch the bird first.

The moment the door of the lounge was opened, Zhou Yili saw the empty room. The peacock-spreading expression on his face during the filming gradually disappeared and turned into silence.

The agents were used to arguing with him.

This time, he was about to say, "I said..."

He saw Zhou Yili's drooping eyelashes, which were a little long, and his well-defined features were as arrogant as ever, yet so quiet as if abandoned.

He seemed to sense some grievance in Zhou Yili.

"If you don't want to shoot, then don't shoot. I'm fucking..."

Zhou Yili let go of the door handle and lowered his voice: "I didn't say I had to force him to take the photo."

What would happen if he ran away?

The agent always thought he was just talking.

But it's been four years.

It seemed like he still hadn't given up on that person, and he kept it in his heart for four years.

"The candidates must be decided today. I will go back and talk to Director Sikong to delete all the kissing scenes or change them to borrowed scenes."

"Deleted." Zhou Yili said.

"...Okay." The agent took out the information he had prepared and said, "Choose, pick the prettiest one, okay?"

Sometimes he also has the illusion of taking care of a child.

In fact, Zhou Yili's nature is like that of a child. He seems to have a bad temper, but he is easy to coax and will never really get angry.

“Which one is the prettiest?” Zhou Yili glanced down and took a quick look.

The elevator behind me made a slight ding sound.

Someone walked slowly behind him, leaned over nonchalantly, and asked in his ear in a cold voice:

"I also want to know, which one is the prettiest?"