The next day, Qi Xingchen didn't wake up until after ten o'clock.
He stared blankly at the gift boxes that were nowhere to be placed, skipped over them, and changed into a simple t-shirt after washing. Open the door and look into the dining room on the first floor.
The Qijia Villa is a typical Chinese-style building, and most of the furniture is handmade by carpenters. The same goes for the dining table, which is made from a whole piece of golden nanmu with phoenix tail pattern, and is big enough to accommodate seven to ten people dining at the same table.
There is a row of bone china dinner plates on the table, covered with a heat preservation cover, the dishes cannot be seen clearly. The elder sister of the original owner at the table, Qi Yuji, was on the phone, and the others should have finished their meal and went out.
Qi Xingchen walked down the edge of the stairs, so as not to leave footprints, and asked the nanny to wipe it again.
As soon as he walked into the dining room, he heard Qi Yuji's coquettish voice:
"I have received an invitation letter from the brand, and I don't want to go."
"Why? Because there's nothing I'm interested in this year's Couture Week."
"And my brother was just discharged from the hospital yesterday, so I want to accompany him."
"I knew you were going to complain, so forget it, then I'll accompany you to Milan... You're awake!"
Seeing Qi Xingchen come down, Qi Yuji hurriedly waved his hand to signal him to come over for dinner, and crackled into the microphone: "I will ask the hotel housekeeper to choose the house number you like, and you can go there directly when you arrive. Don't talk for now, I will call you in the evening oh!"
After finishing speaking, Qi Yuji quickly hung up the phone and asked the chef to cancel the breakfast and start over.
"Don't bother, I'll just make it right." Qi Xingchen stopped her.
"No, your stomach is not good, you can't eat cold food, besides, I didn't eat it either."
Seeing that Qi Xingchen seemed to be wondering why she didn't eat, Qi Yuji explained with a smile: "I'm afraid you'll be bored eating by yourself, so I'll wait for you for a while."
Qi Xingchen didn't have the habit of staying up in bed, he got up so late this morning because he wasn't used to it.
He was in the orphanage until he was four years old, and was adopted by a couple for just one year before being thrown into the acrobatic troupe. No matter where, when the meal comes, everyone rushes up to grab it, for fear that they won't be able to fill their stomachs.
No one has ever waited for him to be with him.
He didn't know how to answer. After the chef brought up the new pastry, he lowered his head while eating and asked, "Was it Zhou Yu who called just now?"
Zhou Yu is also an entertainer of Noah Entertainment, barely counting as the 17th line-he has shown his face on a model talent show, which is a little better than the 18th line of Cha Wu.
At the same time, he is also Qi Yuji's lover. The two met at a dinner party. Qi Yuji was overwhelmed by his tenderness and fell madly in love with him.
It's a pity that Qi Yuji's entrustment is not human, Zhou Yu only uses her as a cash machine, and often complains in front of friends that she has big breasts and no brains.
The original owner was overwhelmed by these words and had friction with Zhou Yu, so he accidentally fell to the back of his head and died.
What's even more uncomfortable is that in half a month, Zhou Yu will fall in love with the heroine in a variety show. Qi Yuji, who heard the wind, confronted Zhou Yu, but was finally defeated by the sentence "You can't even compare to a strand of her hair".
From then on, the angry sister kept making troubles for the heroine, doing her best as vicious cannon fodder. The Qi family officially entered the male protagonist's sight, and the countdown to death officially began.
Seeing that his younger brother guessed it, Qi Yuji didn't hide it, "It's him, he asked me to go to Milan to watch the show, and then I'll bring you the latest style. By the way, Xing Xing, how did you fall on your head?"
Qi Xingchen tentatively said, "Zhou Yu pushed it."
"...Don't tease me," Qi Yuji smiled happily as if hearing a joke, "Impossible, Brother Yu is super nice!"
Qi Xingchen: "..."
Sure enough, the setting for Qi Yuji in "Peach of the Night" is a brain-dead cannon fodder girl—the kind of brain-dead girl who Qi Yuji still tries to save him by crying, making trouble, and hanging himself even though Zhou Yu said that he loves the heroine.
If you want her to see the true face of the scumbag, you have to use her younger brother's attributes. And it's useless to rely on words, you must get some substantive evidence such as videos.
Qi Xingchen changed the subject with a few random words, thinking about how to get evidence while eating.
Qi Yuji had a small appetite, so he pushed away the bowls and chopsticks before long, and handed Qi Xingchen an exquisite box, "The discharge gift from my sister must be more satisfying than the gift from my father. Be careful in the future, don't let my sister worry, okay ?"
Qi Xingchen took it and opened it. Inside was a men's watch with the words richard mille engraved on the top of the dial. He doesn't know the brand, but he knows that it must be expensive from the design sense.
The original owner's family members really love the original owner.
Now that the core of this body has been changed, Qi Xingchen must not let what happens half a month later.
After breakfast, he went to Noah for entertainment.
In "Peach of the Night", Noah Entertainment is one of the three giants in the media industry. It has cultivated many excellent artists, and the photos on the honor wall are so dense that it is almost impossible to post them.
Qi Xingchen stood in front of the wall of honor, looking at the photo of Bai Ye at the top, feeling somewhat unreal.
"Star, are you back?"
At this time, someone called him from the other end of the corridor, Qi Xingchen turned his head, and a boy about his age smiled and waved at him.
This boy is called Han Qing, and he is the original owner's only friend in Noah. The reason for their acquaintance is simple - the same poverty.
The family spoiled the original owner so much that the original owner always felt that the family was restricting and imprisoning him, and became more and more rebellious.
His grades in the college entrance examination were not good, so he rejected his family's proposal to go abroad and went to a local art college. Not long after enrolling, he was discovered by his agent, and he signed Noah with his own will.
In order to prove to his family that he can survive without relying on the Qi family, he fabricated a fake identity from a working family. Until now, Noah thought that he was just an ordinary child.
In fact, this is just convenient for Qi Xingchen. It is best not to reveal the identity of the Qi family, or it will easily incur the hatred of the protagonist.
"I'm sick, I took two days off," Qi Xingchen said vaguely, "Didn't you practice dancing this afternoon, why did you come out?"
"It was said that there was something important, and the brokers were called to a meeting."
"The company has a new plan?"
"Probably not, it seems to be related to Bai Ye."
Han Qing paused, "Xing Xing, have you been home these two days?"
go home
Qi Xingchen lowered his eyes, "I don't have a home."
That was the original owner's house, not his.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Han Qing thought he had touched his heart, so he quickly apologized.
The two of them walked towards the practice room while talking, and when they heard the word "Bai Ye" from other people, Qi Xingchen felt more unreal just now, and gradually realized one thing: the original owner and Bai Ye are in the same company, Maybe he had a chance to see Bai Ye up close.
It's a pity that before he saw the fake idol, he saw another person first.
When passing by the piano room, through the glass window, Zhou Yu was pointing at the watch on his wrist, chatting happily with the people opposite.
Looking at the appearance of the watch, it should be from the same brand as the one Qi Yuji gave him, and she must have bought it together.
Qi Xingchen's eyes darkened, and he grabbed the handle of the piano room. Han Qing stopped immediately: "Zhou Yu and the others are inside!"
"I see."
"Seeing that you still go in, have you forgotten when we were ridiculed?"
The original owner had ordered the Qi family not to reveal their identity to anyone, so Zhou Yu didn't know that Qi Xingchen was his girlfriend's younger brother, and had ridiculed him and Han Qing for their cheap clothes.
Qi Xingchen raised his eyebrows, ignored Han Qing, opened the door and went straight to Zhou Yu. He wished he could have a fight with Zhou Yu in a monitored place.
As he got closer, he could vaguely hear words similar to "Milan, Couture, Kanxiu". Qi Xingchen cleared his throat, "Cough, Brother Yu, what a coincidence."
Only then did Zhou Yu realize that there was a big living person around him, and he was not happy to be interrupted by pretending to be so, "Didn't you see that we are using the piano room, come back later."
"Brother Yu," Qi Xingchen didn't move, "Just now you said you were going to see a show in Milan?"
Zhou Yu couldn't help being surprised, he thought this man was looking for revenge, but he didn't expect to call him "Brother Yu" respectfully, Qi Xingchen had never called him that before.
Many people would be happier listening to him bragging. He pretended to be reluctant, "Yes, the brand asked me to go to the show the day after tomorrow. Every time I go, I have to take a lot of photos, which is very tiring."
"What about your girlfriend?"
"You must pester me to go together," Zhou Yu sighed, "I have to buy this and that for me after I go, it's really annoying."
Different from female celebrities, Qi Yuji is a socialite, and being able to find such a girlfriend indirectly proves the charm of a man. In particular, this famous lady slammed into the big wall obsessively for him, and everyone around her showed envious eyes.
"Are you annoying?" Qi Xingchen's eyes were light, and he tapped his wrist with his chin, "I don't like the new watch very much."
Zhou Yu was taken aback.
"Taking other people's things and calling them annoying, there is another way of saying this, what is it called..."
A boy was curious: "What?"
"I remember," Qi Xingchen said with a smile, "If I become a whore, I still set up a memorial archway."
Zhou Yu: "..."
He pulled his face down with a swipe, and the friends on the opposite side realized that Zhou Yu had been scolded, and they also stood up, surrounding Qi Xingchen in the middle.
At this time, Han Qing, who had been outside the door, noticed that the atmosphere had changed. Fearing that Qi Xingchen would suffer, he gritted his teeth and ran over, "You, what are you doing, there is a video in the piano room, don't fight!"
After hearing the video, those people calmed down.
Qi Xingchen secretly thought something was wrong, and signaled Han Qing with his eyes not to talk too much, and continued to provoke Zhou Yu, "I'm sorry Brother Yu, I said something wrong just now, your lord has a lot, don't be as knowledgeable as me. By the way, your invitation to Fashion Week Where is the letter, take it out and have a look."
Zhou Yu's complexion was even worse. He originally planned to watch Qi Yuji's show, take pictures of the red carpet and post on Weibo, pretending that he was invited.
How can he have such good fashion resources
Being punctured face to face, Zhou Yu's face flushed red, his handsome face twisted like a greasy clown.
But with his friend by his side, he couldn't do anything with Qi Xingchen. Doesn't that mean he really didn't have an invitation letter
"I left the invitation letter at home," Zhou Yu suppressed his anger, "Who would take this with him?"
Qi Xingchen said "oh", turned around very disappointed and took Han Qing away.
Before going out, he lightly said: "Brother Yu, I haven't seen Gao Dingzhou's invitation letter yet, I have time to bring it to open our eyes tomorrow."
Zhou Yu: "..."
Looking at the dubious eyes of his friends, the veins on Zhou Yu's forehead almost exploded.
From Zhou Yu's reaction, anyone who is smarter can see that the invitation letter is tricky.
After completely leaving the range of the piano room, Han Qing moved close to Qi Xingchen's ear and said excitedly, "Wow, Xingxing, you were so handsome just now!"
Qi Xingchen shook his head and said nothing. Han Qing continued to mutter: "It can be regarded as revenge for him mocking my low clothes last time... Speaking of Xing Xing, how do you know he doesn't have an invitation letter?"
"Xiaoqing," Qi Xingchen said helplessly, "don't gossip behind people's backs."
In real life, Qi Xingchen has always disliked talking about others behind his back, not to mention that he is now in the deepest entertainment industry.
"Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore." Han Qing waved his hand.
Then he turned his head to look at Qi Xingchen, "Xingxing, you seem to have changed."
"... ... where?"
"I can't say it, but I feel that you are different from before. Your eyes are brighter than before, and your temperament is also... how to describe it. It is heavier and not as floating as before."
As long as no substantial difference is found, Qi Xingchen secretly heaved a sigh of relief and perfunctoryly said a few words to Han Qing.
"Ahh—so handsome!"
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"
"Bai Ye, I am your eternal night sky!!!"
"Oh my god, I saw Brother Ye alive, I don't regret dying today!"
As they were talking, there was a sudden commotion from the other side of the main entrance of the lobby, accompanied by the chaotic shouts of the girls, and the click of the shutter.
"Wow, it can't be Bai Ye who is here!" Han Qing's attention was instantly attracted, and he dragged Qi Xingchen to run over there quickly.
But it was too late. As soon as they arrived at the lobby, they saw several bodyguards guarding a man and quickly passed by them.
And a sharp side face, the owner of the side face is wearing sunglasses and a peaked cap, the jaw line is narrow and sharp, the shoulders are wide and the waist is slender and the legs are long, the whole person exudes a strong attack power.
As if he sensed that someone was watching him, that person looked this way.
Like a huge pie falling from the sky, it happened to hit his head, Qi Xingchen felt like he was about to be knocked out. What kind of tombstone, what kind of family ruins all disappeared.
There is only one thought left in the sea:
——Wearing books, what a fucking good thing! ! !