Chapter 69: Shen Jixing is the only traitor in the entertainment kingdom

"gentlemen."

Mousse walked through the rose garden under the moonlight, came behind the man and gently supported the wheelchair.

"Master, are you still unwilling to go home with you tonight?"

Although it is a question, it has an affirmative tone.

He knew better than anyone that Shen Jixing was unwilling to come back.

Mu Si has always felt that Mr. is a complicated person.

He is kind, loving, and selfless. He prays devoutly to gain the favor of God. He has done countless good deeds and saved many people.

But at the same time, he was stubborn, gloomy, manic, moody, and had hurt many people.

Shen Jixing is undoubtedly the heaviest one.

He is the most perfect work of art in Bo Yu's mind. Whether he is willing or not, those things will be imposed on him. If he fails, what awaits him is a body covered with wounds in the basement.

Mu Si is a person with an excellent memory.

They have all forgotten how much damage Shen Jixing had suffered.

It seems that by trapping him in the name of redemption, they can justifiably torture him.

Mu Si thought, it’s better not to come back.

Stop being a caged bird in a golden cage.

"He's not coming back."

Bo Yu's voice suddenly rang out, and his pale fingertips were cut by the thorns, leaving winding and enchanting bloodstains.

It was hard for Mu Si not to be shocked: "Really?"

The surprise and excitement in his words seemed inconsistent with his aloof bodyguard appearance.

Mu Si quickly shut his mouth.

However, Bo Yu seemed to be immersed in the world and did not realize what he said.

"He is no longer angry and rebellious this time, and he will not come back."

The only one who can break the chain is himself.

There are no traitors in Boyu's entertainment empire.

Shen Jixing is the only traitor.

"I didn't understand at first who had the guts to do that to him, and why there were unfounded financial sponsors and male fans in the trending searches."

“He showed it to me.”

Bo Yu is his financial backer behind the scenes.

But Shen Jixing was not afraid of this matter being made known to the world.

Since Bo Yu used his future as a handle and threat, Shen Jixing would return his future to him.

Shen Jixing spread out everything he had in the sun.

Family background, parents, education, Bo Yu... and Zhou Yili.

He chose a path that no one had ever dared to take, an extremely bold and crazy path.

"I taught him. He is like me."

Bo Yu even felt a little relieved and amused.

Mu Si didn't think so: "Sir, not really."

Mu Si always speaks his mind. He lowered his eyes to look at the gentleman's gentle and handsome face, "You don't have the fearless courage of the young master."

In fact, the young master didn’t have it before.

This is a life-and-death gamble where you put all your eggs in one basket and burn your boats.

More like that guy.

Zhou Yili.

The rose in Bo Yu's palm shattered into mud. She slowly raised her eyes and looked at him: "...Mu Si, have I been too indulgent towards you recently?"

Mu Si lowered his eyes and said, "I will take the punishment myself."

But he still tells the truth.

Mu Sinon would rather suffer for his body than for his mouth.

"Forget it, sir." Mu Si pushed him through the fragrant rose field, slowly squatted down at the end and treated the wound on Bo Yu's palm.

Bo Yu seemed to have heard some kind of joke, "Forget it?"

He let the blood flow on his pale fingertips, and his hands were as elegant and dangerous as a vampire.

"I could never give up."

"Giving up" is the word that Bo Yu hates the most in his life. Too many people have advised him to give up.

But he never thought of accepting his fate.

Why everyone can stand up.

And he can't.

"I raised him with my own hands. I brought him back from the dying winter night, gave him new life and hope, and nurtured him step by step to become the best person in the world."

"Now he wants to abandon me and run away from me without looking back."

Bo Yu lowered his eyes to look at the young man who was bandaging his wound.

The blood from the fingertips fell on the side of Mu Si's face.

"Mu Si, it's not me who should learn to give up."

"It's him."

…

The night is dark.

Zhou Yili leaned lazily against the car, playing with the small crown with his fingertips nonchalantly. Fortunately, the director had that little bit of money, so the crown was made of pure gold.

Otherwise it might have faded.

Hearing some movement behind him, Zhou Yili put the crown on his head, suppressed his messy blue hair and turned around.

He looked into Sheng Que's big eyes: "..."

Sheng Que raised his hand in a friendly manner: "Hi? Princess?"

Zhou Yili raised his leg and said, "Get out."

What princess.

Is this a word that can describe him?

Zhou Yili lazily leaned against the car door, the aquamarine color was like a silent sea, he wore his crown lazily and dignifiedly, pressing down his messy blue hair.

Shuai Desheng was whistling wildly.

"Baby, you're alone here. Do you want to have dinner with me tonight?" Sheng Que winked at him seductively.

Zhou Yi glanced at him and asked, "Do you have a sister?"

Sheng Que was suddenly petrified.

Zhou Yili had already prepared the recording and was waiting for Sheng Que to answer before sending it to his uncle.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Zhou Yili sneered: "What's with that expression? Are you asking me if you have a sister?"

Sheng Que's petrified eyes rolled and he blinked at him obediently.

The meaning is probably: If you fail to plot against someone, you will die.

Zhou Yili suddenly realized something and saw the scent of white sandalwood floating from far behind him.

Shen Jixing walked to the car calmly.

Rao seemed to be interested and asked Sheng Que calmly, "Do you have a younger sister?"

Sheng Que's IQ is online: "No, I'll go home and let my uncle rub my wrists."

By the way, check your height.

He turned over a peasant slave and sang, and killed Fu Chen.

Sheng Que suddenly covered his head, feeling that it was a bit strange to pronounce the two words "Fu Chen" in his heart, as he usually addressed him as "little uncle".

Fu Chen.

Ahahahahahahahahaha it would be so cool if I could call her by her full name someday!!!

In the end, Sheng Que stopped winking at Zhou Yili.

"You haven't even settled the truth yet, and you're here to get yourself killed again. You're going to be in big trouble tonight."

"alley?"

Zhou Yili caught the word "type" and sneered nonchalantly: "He has to dare to mess with me."

Sheng Que clicked his tongue twice.

Look at this young master, he is so cool.

After Sheng Que left, Shen Jixing took a step casually.

Zhou Yili raised his eyes and stared at him: "I wasn't wrong."

Shen Jixing just moved: "?"

"You know who is more interested in my sister, me or Sheng Que."

Zhou Yili didn't want him to be angry, so he explained it clearly no matter how arrogant he was. "Also, to be honest, I was not wrong."

"Look at me for a second, don't you just want to ask me a question?"

“…”

"Don't forget who came to see me on a rainy night..."

"Zhou Yili." Shen Jixing interrupted him helplessly and amusedly, "You talk too much."

Zhou Yili: “…”

"I took the initiative to find you. I didn't say anything."

Shen Jixing calmly opened the car door and looked up at the man leaning against the car with dark and fierce eyes and wearing a crown.

"Get in the car and go home."

Zhou Yili watched him lean over and get into the car.

The sea blue sports car was his favorite model. Shen Jixing sat in the passenger seat and leaned against it naturally.

Waiting to take him home.

Shen Jixing was not angry.

Zhou Yili found that he never knew what he was thinking or what he wanted to do.

Even on the day when Shen Ji Xing Yuye took the initiative to look for him——

"Zhou Yili, do you want to sleep with me?"