It wasn't until he staggered away from this strange villa wearing the clothes brought in by a stranger and enduring the pain with a white face, that Xie Mu knew that the man was Rong Jing.
After learning his name, he knew that this time, he couldn't escape.
Rong Jing is quite famous in the entertainment industry. Although he has never shown his face in public, because he is the direct boss of Tianyu Group and he is a playboy, his name often appears in the circle.
But for a long time, Xie Mu heard the news that Rongjing likes to play the business of what you want, and every little star who has followed him has never said anything bad about him until they broke up.
But why this time, I found him...
Rongjing's threat to suppress Wen Mingquan if he didn't sign the contract was indeed very useful. Before Xie Mu left, he signed the contract.
He is no longer a free agent, but Rongjing's pet for a year.
Xie Mu was born in an orphanage, being bullied when he was a child did not make his character weak, but instead made him learn to grow up and face everything by himself like a weed.
Even when he was forced to follow the unspoken rules when he first entered this circle, he could hit that pig's face with a stick, and beat him to the brim.
Relying on this momentum, he has never wronged himself.
Xie Mu's character is like this, he would rather be broken than whole, if time goes back to a few years ago, Rong Jing asked him to sign some kind of maintenance contract after he attacked him, even if he didn't want his reputation and everything he has now, he would definitely not be worth it. Make that man his wish.
But... Rongjing threatened with Mingquan.
The young man got into the car, the clothes he was wearing were a little too big, and he felt empty and uncomfortable, especially after being tossed and made a fuss all night last night, now he was just sitting in the seat, his eyes seemed to be unable to open.
Guests in beautiful dresses came and went at the banquet last night, and Ming Quan handed him a glass of wine. Sitting on the sofa, he felt supported by someone to stand up.
These broken memories keep flashing.
Eventually, the car stopped.
"Mr. Xie, we're here." The driver reminded.
Xie Mu opened the car window and saw his residence.
He laughed at himself, "It's clear what you've inquired about."
He even knew where he lived, and said it wasn't planned for a long time.
The driver didn't speak, and Xie Mu didn't care. He opened the car door, although every part of his body was screaming and aching, he still gritted his teeth, refusing to make any sound of showing weakness.
The driver got out of the car and reminded respectfully, "I will pick you up at eight o'clock tomorrow night."
In other words, he still has to go see Rongjing tomorrow night.
Just like the concubine who was going to sleep in ancient times was carried to find the emperor, thinking of this, Xie Mu's expression became colder, "Got it."
After seeing the boy in clothes one size bigger walked up the elevator very slowly, the driver returned to the car and called Rong Jing.
"Mr. Rong, Mr. Xie has arrived home."
Rong Jing was flipping through the documents in his hand, and when he heard the driver's report, the young man's unruly eyes flashed in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but pause when he looked at the documents.
"How did he say?"
"Mr. Xie understands."
Tsk.
Such a cold response, she is really young, and she has to be trained and trained.
The man's slender fingertips unconsciously slid on the document, touching the document, but what he thought of was the smooth and tender skin on Xie Mu's body.
Speaking of which, he has played with quite a few starlets, and all of them looked like they could break through the camera, but in reality they were just mediocre after removing makeup.
This is the first one. In reality, the skin is better than in the camera.
Moreover, it was also the first one who was reluctant to follow him.
This gave Rongjing a sense of freshness.
In fact, at the beginning, when the only young master from a hundred families came to beg him, Wen Mingquan just looked at his good looks and said something casually.
After all, he has always loved to play, and any beauties want to try it once, but after so many years of playing, like Baijia, the young master type who has been held in the palm of his hand since birth, he has never played.
Now that the young master is in trouble, Rong Jing felt that this was a good time to take advantage of the danger, so he made the request.
Of course, it doesn't matter if he doesn't agree, he is most concerned about your love and my willingness.
Rong Jing originally thought that there were only two options for this matter.
One, agree, two, not agree.
Unexpectedly, Wen Mingquan came to him and gave him a third answer.
He actually pushed his little boyfriend out.
Rong Jing couldn't help but slapped the table and laughed wildly.
When he was young, the gap between the Rong family and the Wen family hadn't widened so much, and Wen Mingquan hadn't left the family on his own will. At that time, there was one Young Master Rong and the other Young Master Wen, and everyone said that Wen Mingquan had good character and popularity. On the other hand, Rongjing has liked to tease little girls and boys since kindergarten, and has been in love since junior high school, and has been playing all the way to the present.
Rong Jing doesn't care what others think of him, but every time he meets Wen Mingquan, he looks at him with a condescending look, which makes him very upset.
They all grew up in the same circle, and no one knows who, their stomachs are full of black ink, and they are filled with white paper.
Rong Jing has been weird since he was a child. The more others don't let him do something, the more he wants to do something. After his first relationship in junior high school was called off by his elders and teachers, he got worse and became the playboy he is now. look.
Wen Mingquan liked Young Master Baijia, and Rong Jing had always known that when Wen Mingquan failed to confess his confession and Young Master Baijia went abroad, he was happy for several days.
And when the Rong family began to accept the family business and brought the entire Rong family to a higher place step by step, he had no interest or time to watch Wen Mingquan's suffering love.
Of course, because he was also involved in the entertainment industry, Rongjing was very clear about the fact that Wen Mingquan raised a boy who looked similar to Master Baijia as her boyfriend.
He just finds it funny and ironic. At the beginning, he was so virtuous and despised him, a guy who played with men and women everywhere, but now he didn't trick a young man to his side for his own selfish desire.
A person who is himself a sanctimonious person, what qualifications does he have to point and point at him behind his back.
Of course, that was something that happened when he was young, and it has been more than ten years, and he certainly won't hold grudges, but just turn it up and look down on it.
Rong Jing admitted that when the young master of the Bai family begged to come to his door, he more or less wanted to have a warm spring, so he made that request.
Unexpectedly, it was Wen Mingquan who wore a gentle mask every day, but this time he was willing to tear off the mask and push out Xie Mu who didn't know anything.
Isn't this the funniest joke of the year
And what interested him the most was that little guy's love for Wen Mingquan, which was pushed to others by his boyfriend. If he knew, what kind of expression would he have on that pretty little face
Someone knocked on the door, and a secretary with slender legs came in, "President Rong, Miss Zhao invites you to play golf tomorrow."
Rong Jing closed the document in his hand, waved his hand without raising his eyes, "No."
During this period of time, he only wanted to bond with that cute little beast for the time being.
***
Wen Mingquan didn't sleep well last night.
He felt strange after waking up, obviously after he decided to push Xiaomu out, there was no disturbance in his heart, he was only happy to think of a way to save Yuxiu.
One is Yuxiu who has been guarding silently for many years, and the other is Xie Mu who just wants to relieve loneliness.
Which is more important, isn't it clear at a glance
What's more, no matter how good Xiaomu is, he can't replace Yuxiu after all. No matter how he teaches, he is still the one who likes to play and play. He will always only play one piece on the piano. Clothes.
He is like a child, how can he compare with Yuxiu.
Wen Mingquan made a decision very quickly, and until now he has no trace of guilt.
Although he pushed Xiaomu out, following Rongjing was only good for him. After all, Rongjing has always been generous to those around him, and Xie Mu has no foundation in the circle. It is enough for Xie Mu to take another step up.
Wen Mingquan quickly convinced himself, and brought Xie Mu to Rongjing as planned.
But when I got home, I couldn't help but think of the boy in bright red holding his arm and smiling softly in his mind.
When he passed the wine over, Xie Mu didn't want to drink it.
He was underage when he first entered the circle, and he was forced to drink. The purpose of the beating was to get him drunk so that he could be attacked. At that time, he was only very young, so he refused to take a sip.
Wen Mingquan knew all these things, and he also knew that Xie Mu was not good at drinking, and he would get dizzy after just one drink, so he never touched alcohol outside, and he was afraid that he would be slaughtered after drinking.
But because the glass of wine was handed over by himself, Xie Mu hesitated and drank it.
Because he believed that Wen Mingquan would take good care of him.
Wen Mingquan set up the chessboard and started playing against himself.
The black and white pieces on the chessboard gradually fell out of his sight.
Xie Mu will find out, is it his doing it
Wen Mingquan himself was not sure.
In fact, even if he finds out, it's nothing. Although Xie Mu has some status in the circle now, he is incomparable with Wen Mingquan, who has held a high position for many years. Even if he wants to make trouble, Wen Mingquan has a way to make him suffer. .
But anyway, it's a lover's affair, if it's not a last resort, he doesn't want to make such an ugly mess.
— hum
When the phone vibrated, the man sitting in front of the chessboard suddenly came back to his senses, only then realized that he had not dropped the chess piece.
He put down the black pawn, and when he saw the name displayed on the phone, his eyes became more genuine and tender.
"Yuxiu, what's wrong?"
Hearing Bai Yuxiu's grateful voice over there, Wen Mingquan's eyes were full of doting, and he said softly, "It's nothing, shouldn't I help you?"
"Since the company is fine, take good care of uncle, and he will get better after he is discharged from the hospital."
His gentle voice stopped abruptly when he heard the sound of keys outside.
Wen Mingquan frowned subconsciously, looked in the direction of the living room outside, and coaxed softly, "Yuxiu, I have something to do here, let's talk about it next time."
"OK, bye."
He hung up the phone, opened the door, and saw the young man standing in the entrance.
Except for Wen Mingquan, only Xie Mu has the key to this house.
The boy stood there, watching him from a distance but did not come over, his eyes that were always smiling were full of sadness at this moment.
Wen Mingquan had a questioning tone, "Xiaomu?"
It's still as intimacy as before, as if it's still the same gentle and good boyfriend.
Almost immediately, the teenager who heard his voice blushed, and tears rolled down his fair cheeks uncontrollably.
Wen Mingquan stepped forward and patted his head gently as before, "Xiao Mu, what's wrong with you?"
The boy rushed into his arms and hugged him, and the whimpering sound entered the man's ears.
Just like a child who has been wronged outside seeing his relatives finally unable to restrain the grievance, Wen Mingquan's hands stiffened for a moment, and finally slowly, he put his hand on Xie Mu's waist.
"Mingquan... Mingquan..."
Xie Mu's voice was full of helplessness, Wen Mingquan patted him on the back lightly, completely convinced that he didn't even know it was him.
"Did something happen?"
Wen Mingquan put on a mask of gentleness on his face again, he gently pulled the boy's body out of his arms, looked directly at his red eyes from crying, stretched out his hand, and gently wiped away his tears.
"Did someone bully you? Tell me, okay?"
While saying this, he completely ignored the ambiguous red marks on the young man's neck, and just quietly looked at the person in front of him with a pair of eyes full of warmth.
He knew that Xie Mu would never say anything.
The boy really can't speak.
In his mind, his boyfriend loves him and loves him, and if he finds out that Rongjing has attacked him, he will definitely avenge him.
But for a person like Rongjing, Wen Mingquan couldn't shake him, and he didn't say anything, and he might be retaliated against.
and…
He also signed that contract.
That one-year contract.
The young man was extremely helpless, but in the end, he looked at the lover in front of him with red eyes, and opened his mouth, his eyes full of reluctance.
"Mingquan..."
The cheeks that had just been wiped dry were filled with tears again.
"let's break up."
Wen Mingquan was stunned.
How much Xie Mu loves him, he knows it clearly, but it's just one night, how can he say goodbye
If it was a phone call or text message to break up, Wen Mingquan might have to think about whether Xie Mu chose to leave him because Rongjing gave him more.
But now, the young man was standing in front of him, and in those beautiful eyes that were praised by fans to fill the entire starry sky, there was only pain and reluctance.
He still likes him, Wen Mingquan is very sure of this.
The man gently touched the boy's head, "Xiaomu, can you tell me the reason?"
Xie Mu cried and shook his head, his eyes were covered with tears and he couldn't see the figure clearly, he just kept choking up and repeated, "Let's break up, shall we break up..."
Even when he was talking about breaking up, his every move revealed his love for Wen Mingquan everywhere.
Wen Mingquan's face was still full of tenderness, and his eyes were full of pity. He gently stroked Xie Mu's hand, "Okay, I promise you."
The boy's crying paused for a second, and then he began to cry even more uncomfortably.
Losing Wen Mingquan is like losing half of his body.
Xie Mu felt that his whole body was in pain, he leaned against Wen Mingquan weakly, he clearly said to break up, but a pair of cold hands firmly grabbed the man's sleeves and refused to let go.
Next to my ear is the gentle and pleasant voice of my boyfriend, "Xiaomu, I don't know what happened to you. I respect your choice. Although we broke up, we are still friends. I will still protect you like before."
"Mingquan..."
His words strengthened Xie Mu's determination to like him even more.
Following the boy's will, Wen Mingquan hugged him again, patted and comforted him gently, as if coaxing a child, "Hey, it's okay, don't cry..."
He still had a gentle expression on his face, but seeing the crying young man who couldn't stand up, he felt a little bit of guilt in his heart.
After all, Xie Mu only worshiped him as an idol at the beginning, and it was he who deliberately led them to come to this point.
Even at this point, the boy still trusts and relies on him, which Wen Mingquan did not expect.
Forget it, since they broke up, taking care of Xie Mu more in the future will be regarded as compensation.
[Ding! Wen Mingquan's favorability: 45]
Xie Mu cried and wiped his snot and tears on the man who was hugging him, [See, this is called the cultivation of a successful scumbag. Respect the perfect look you choose, tsk tsk tsk.]
The system said angrily, [Why is he so bad!]
[Am I asking you to call him bad? I ask you to take notes, mark them in red and bold, and wait for me to study at night.]
Hearing the host's casual tone, the system was stunned for a while before begging aggrievedly, [Host, don't be bad, okay?]
Xie Mu was crying, and was almost amused by this big baby.
If he wasn't bad, how could he be chosen as the host
But because the system was too naive, Xie Mu simply coaxed in a childlike tone, [I don't want to learn, I just want to study the routines of scumbags.]
Sure enough, the naive system foolishly believed it, and obediently marked it in red and bold to take notes.
After molesting the cute system, Xie Mu lost the desire to continue crying. He simply closed his eyes and fell directly on Wen Mingquan.
Wen Mingquan was coaxing, when he found the person in his arms fell down, he quickly caught it, and after yelling a few times, he had to admit that Xie Mu fell asleep.
He had just finished making the character of a gentle boyfriend, no matter how reluctant he was, he still picked him up and put him on the bed.
Originally he was thinking about calling a doctor, but after seeing the red marks on Xie Mu's neck, the man changed his mind again.
When the boy was placed on the bed, his shirt was lifted slightly, revealing his white waist, which was half covered by the clothes and half exposed, but it looked more noticeable than naked.
Wen Mingquan's gaze also stayed on the white patch, and when he moved his gaze down, he could easily see the half-covered red mark.
Since he fell in love with Xie Mu, he has never had intimate contact. Wen Mingquan insisted that even if it was impossible for him and Bai Yuxiu, he could not be intimate with other people.
Therefore, after being with the teenager, he would hug or hold hands at most, and the two had never had sex.
Xie Mu used to think that this was a sign that his boyfriend cherished him, and was happy about it for a long time, but he never thought that he was defending himself like a jade for the rightful lord he replaced.
Wen Mingquan is not sexually frigid, as a normal man, of course he also has sexual impulses, but every time he solves them with his hands, but looking at Xie Mu's white skin today, he suddenly felt dry in his Adam's apple.
Xie Mu cried just now, even though he closed his eyes, he could still see that his eyes were red and swollen, his lips were bright red, and he was wriggling uncomfortably at this moment, just lying quietly, as if he was seducing him.
The restlessness and body heat that Bai Yuxiu had been rejecting all this time seemed to be driving Wen Mingquan, making him have other thoughts.
For the first time, Wen Mingquan had the desire to explore this little boyfriend.
He told himself that he just checked Xie Mu's body.
After all, Rong Jing is well-known in the circle for being good at playing, but Xie Mu hadn't even handed over his first kiss before this.
After all, he pushed people out by himself, he thought.
Wen Mingquan stretched out his hand, and slowly lifted off the boy's shirt.
The waist is very thin, the skin is very white, and there are large red marks on it that were covered up just now. From this, it can be seen how intense last night was.
Wen Mingquan's hands are beautiful. As a popular male god, the highest evaluation given by fans is that even his hair is beautiful, but when these slender hands fall on the young man's skin, they can only be used as a foil.
He touched that place, it was warm and soft, and the moment he touched it, Wen Mingquan himself couldn't express how he felt in his heart.
In the past, he just regarded Xie Mu as a good-looking ornament, or a very similar high-quality imitation. When he missed Bai Yuxiu, he would imagine that the young man smiling at him in front of him was him.
Even though Xie Mu didn't like him playing the piano and didn't have any musical talent, Wen Mingquan still insisted on teaching him one piece with all his heart.
And when the boy puts on a white shirt, sits in front of the piano, and plays a piece of music, he will get a gentle smile from Wen Mingquan.
Just for that smile, he would obviously forget it every time, and the young man had to force himself to remember it again. Wen Mingquan knew all of this.
His hand landed on the edge of his trousers, and after a pause for a few seconds, he slid in.
Is Yuxiu's body also like this
Wen Mingquan rarely looked hesitantly at the boy with his eyes closed on the bed. When he fell asleep peacefully, he looked even more like Bai Yuxiu.
She doesn't have that headache-inducing vitality, she doesn't hug her arms and act coquettishly, and she doesn't get overjoyed because of a trivial matter.
Wen Mingquan has been holding back a bit lately, although Bai Yuxiu agreed to date him, but he is shy, and he would feel embarrassed if they touch hands, let alone kiss or do something deeper.
Wen Mingquan used to be able to solve it by himself, but when the person he liked for many years appeared in front of him, how could he bear it.
He didn't want to hurt the one he loved, but now, looking at Xie Mu who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, Wen Mingquan suddenly felt a desire to explore.
His hand reached into the boy's jacket, slowly went up, and finally landed somewhere.
"Well… "
The boy with his eyes closed made a broken protest in a daze, and his delicate eyebrows frowned slightly.
This was an uncomfortable expression, but it made Wen Mingquan excited.
Too much like Yuxiu.
This made him unable to bear the fantasy that the person lying on the bed and being played with by his hands is Yuxiu.
When Wen Mingquan woke up, the boy's whole body was already flushed with a faint red, his clothes were half-faded, and he was panting slightly as if he was seeking shelter.
It's beautiful and alluring.
But, not Yuxiu.
As if cold water had been poured on his head, Wen Mingquan straightened up and sat up.
How could he do this.
How can you get close to someone other than Yuxiu.
"Mingquan..."
The boy on the bed suddenly murmured and called out. Wen Mingquan looked over with a complicated expression, but saw the boy with his eyes closed and his face full of pain.
"Save me, save me Mingquan..."
"Don't go..."
His hands were grasping randomly, as if he was chasing something in a dream.
Wen Mingquan's eyes were more complicated.
He sat on the side of the bed again, passed his hand over, and watched the boy grasp it as if he had found some life-saving straw, and hugged him tightly in his arms as if guarding a treasure.
Immediately, the uneasy look on Xie Mu's face faded, and a peaceful sleeping face appeared again.
Is it so easy to be satisfied just by grabbing a hand
Wen Mingquan looked at the boy's sleeping face, and the guilt in his heart seemed to be entwined with vines, and it became more and more chaotic.
He thought he wouldn't care about a substitute.
But Xie Mu is so obedient, from the moment he realized it to the present, he has been so obedient.
Xie Mu will listen to whatever Wen Mingquan says, and even now, he still believes in him wholeheartedly.
The man himself didn't know, his eyes gradually softened when he looked at the boy on the bed.
He stretched out his other hand and gently stroked Xie Mu's hair.
Forget it, he was the one who couldn't help him.
From now on, he will be taken care of like a younger brother.
[Ding! Wen Mingquan's favorability: 51]
***
Mr. Rong Jingrong didn't know what new treasure he got recently. He didn't go to Lieyan, his favorite place in the past, for so many days, which disappointed many boys and girls who were looking forward to sleeping and becoming famous and squatting there. endlessly.
After all, it is well known that Rongjing treats his lover generously. Now in this circle, if you want to get ahead, you have to be willing to sell, sell yourself and others, and do whatever it takes to get resources.
Now the favored patron did not come, which caused several artists who tried their best to dress up to inquire for a long time why.
The answer I got was that one sentence, Mr. Rong got a new baby, it was just a time when he was new and he was not in the mood to find someone new.
What kind of treasure can actually calm Mr. Rong, who has come all the way, this time they inquired for a long time, but they couldn't find out.
When interested people were asking around, Rong Jing was teaching his baby to drink at home.
"French pandan."
Rong Jing leaned on the sofa, watching the boy with black cloth eyes stretched out his hands to touch the front carefully, and when he reached four wine bottles, he slowly lowered his head and sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose, and finally hesitantly chose a bottle.
He was neatly dressed, except for the chains between his hands. The small, silver-white chains seemed to have no binding force, but they were bought by Rongjing at a high price.
Not only his hands, but the boy's white and tender feet were also bare, and the slender ankles were also put on silver chains, which made him only move forward in small steps.
Being blindfolded makes one feel insecure, and his hands and feet are bound. The young man is extremely uneasy. When he chooses a bottle of wine, he carefully holds the bottle and stretches out his feet to touch the front. things, while slowly moving in the direction of Rongjing.
The man just sat on the sofa like this, watching Xie Mu move towards him like a snail, he was not in a hurry, he just watched the boy finally come to his side leisurely.
He glanced at the label on the bottle and chuckled, "Honey, I chose the wrong one again."
Xie Mu's fingertips holding the wine bottle immediately turned white nervously, he subconsciously took a step back, and his fairer face, which was originally lined with black cloth, became whiter again.
"I, I re-elect..."
"What's the matter with Fei, just drink this bottle."
Rong Jing stretched out his hand, pulled the boy who wanted to leave into his arms, took the wine bottle with one hand, and poured it into his mouth.
"Cough...cough cough...don't..."
Caught off guard, the boy coughed and struggled, so the red wine flowed onto his body, making him tremble coldly.
Unable to see anything, and unable to move his hands, Xie Mu could only lean against the man's arms, coughing and begging.
"I can't drink..."
Rongjing smiled lightly, and brought his lips close to the boy's ear, almost kissing him.
"I'll help you drink, how about it?"
"No, no... um..."
The boy's refusal has always been ineffective, Rongjing pushed him who was almost completely soaked to the sofa, and leaned over to press him down.
Just as he was about to eat someone into his stomach, there was a knock on the door outside.
"Sir, Mr. Bai is here."