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Without waiting for Xiao Jiashu to refute, Xue Miao exploded first, "What do you know? This is the new style of ACNE STUDIO this year. Jonny Johansson personally participated in the design of the main product. When Xiaoshu wears it, her legs look long and straight, which is better than that of the chief executive. The model is still handsome, why is it ugly? Since you and your father are so orthodox, why don't you wear robes and jackets? The Qing Dynasty is dead, wake up old antique! If you are not satisfied, I will not call you by your name in the future. , do you directly call you Qijie elder brother Cheng? Or else call you the prince? You are so shameless!"
Xiao Jiashu was expressionless, but silently gave his mother a compliment in his heart. He just said that he looks handsome in these jeans, there is no problem at all.
Father Xiao was so angry that he covered his chest, "You are in front of me, why didn't you see a word from you to refute Dad? I'm not doing this for Xiaoshu, okay? Dad likes well-behaved people, and Xiaoshu can't be considerate of him. Old man, make him feel more comfortable?"
"Like well-behaved people? Don't make fun of Xiao Qijie! He just doesn't like Xiaoshu! No matter what Xiaoshu wears, what he says, or what he does, he can pick out countless shortcomings. Xiaoshu just wears a broken piece. Hollow jeans, showing a kneecap, one of your two good nieces has a large breast, the other can't even cover the panties, why can't the old man speak? Well, I didn't bully people like that!"
"Have you said enough? I see that you are more and more like to mess around..."
"It's not enough! I'm going to have a good fight with you today, your family is too much..."
Parents, you quarreled with me one by one, causing Xiao Jiashu a headache. He persuaded no one for a while, so he had to stop the driver and get out of the car. Xiao Dingbang's car crashed behind him, slowed down as it passed him, but did not stop, and eventually drifted away.
Xiao Jiashu stood there for a few minutes, not knowing whether it was more relaxed or more lonely. He thought that he would be recognized by his father and grandfather when he was admitted to Wharton, but he didn't; he thought that he would be recognized by them when he returned home, but he didn't. As my mother said, no matter what he says or does, it is useless, and some people will never be able to please.
What are you still holding on to? Xiao Jiashu felt both wronged and resentful. After walking aimlessly for a while, he saw a styling studio, and his eyes rolled into it.
"Dyeing my hair, grandma's gray, green onion, yellow shit, whatever is not mainstream." He thought for a while and added, "By the way, give me another tattoo and pierce my ears."
Green onion, yellow shit? Are you sure you didn't come to smash our signboard? The stylist secretly complained in his heart, but agreed with a smile on his face. Non-mainstream is non-mainstream, but it must not be ugly! For the sake of his own brand, the stylist looked at the young man carefully, and then blushed. This customer is also a little too good-looking, right? It's not the fashionable handsome man, nor is it a tough guy, but a handsome combination of the two. The facial features are both delicate and cool, and they look very aggressive. The bridge of the nose is high and straight, and the lips are Thin and red, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that are slightly raised, it can simply seduce the soul!
Just relying on this prosperous beauty, dyeing rainbow colors will not be ugly! The stylist said confidently, "Then let me make a gradient color for you, the roots are black, and gradually turn gray. Your hair is very good, very smooth, and the length is enough, when you lift your hair up You can see the transitions and transitions of colors, it's beautiful." As he spoke, he took out his iPad and showed customers the effect.
Xiao Jiashu stared at the video for a while, and then said, "It's just this color." It's trendy and dazzling, but the important thing is that his father can't accept it.
The stylist looked delighted, humming a song happily as he adjusted the dye. He likes all beautiful things, and prefers to make them more beautiful with his own hands.
Four hours later, Xiao Jiashu walked out of the styling studio with a new look, with a gradient on his head and obsidian on his ears, but no tattoos on his body. He was afraid of the pain, and as soon as the stylist took out the tools, he was cowardly. When she got home, Xue Miao was applying a mask, and when she saw her son's new look, the mask paper fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Where's Dad?" Xiao Jiashu's face was calm, but there was a lot of cold sweat on his palms. He has been a good boy since childhood, and this is the first time he has done something rebellious.
"How did you do this?" Xue Miao asked in disbelief.
"Do it if you like it." Xiao Jiashu ruffled his hair and told his mother to take a good look at his cool hair color, as if relaxed, "Isn't it good-looking?"
"It looks good, but it hurts a little." Xue Miao helped her forehead.
"It doesn't hurt to dye my hair, and I'm not allergic to dyes." Xiao Jiashu changed his slippers and took a new sheet of mask from the refrigerator.
"I mean, it might hurt when your dad hits you with a stick later. Son, go back to your room and hide." Xue Miao took the mask paper and said sympathetically.
Xiao Jiashu: "..."
Xiao Jiashu, who had been hiding in the room for a day and a night, was still beaten. If Xiao Dingbang had not suddenly come back to talk to Father Xiao about the acquisition of the company, his butt and calf would have been lost. But he still withstood the huge pressure, and he didn't dye his hair back. Father Xiao didn't force his son anymore when his temper was over, but he sighed as soon as he saw him, as if he saw a rising star in the dandy world.
Xiao Jiashu has no friends in China. He usually neither smokes or drinks, nor does he gamble with girls, nor does he like racing. His only hobby is playing games. Just give him a high-end computer, add a network cable, and prepare enough food, and he can stay at home for several months. Therefore, Father Xiao's worries are completely unnecessary.
But Xue Miao couldn't stand his son's decadence. She knew that her son would collapse sooner or later, both mentally and physically. He lived without any pursuit or goal, just like the walking dead, which is the most terrifying thing. After thinking about it again and again, she unplugged her son's network cable, and took him to take a shower and put on clean and decent clothes before taking him out.
"Guanshi Entertainment? Mom, why did you bring me here?" Xiao Jiashu looked up at the sign on the skyscraper and wondered. In just a few months, he lost a lot of weight, and he looked very unhealthy with thick blue and black under his eyes.
"Bring you to work." Xue Miao walked into the elevator, pressed the key on the top floor, and waited for the door to close before saying, "I have shares in Guanshi Entertainment, and it will be in your name in the future. You are also a major shareholder of Guanshi Entertainment. , you have to come to your own company to see."
"Mom, are you still involved in the entertainment industry? If Dad knew about it..." Xiao Jiashu was worried about his mother, and completely forgot to ask himself about work.
"So what if he knows? It's a big fight. He won't let you enter the Xiao family, so I can't watch you get ripped off, right? You're a top student at Wharton, so you can only play games after graduation? You are Aren't you afraid of being scolded by your father and grandpa after entering the entertainment industry? If you are afraid, I will take you back immediately."
"What am I afraid of? They don't care about me anyway." Xiao Jiashu felt a little guilty, but he pretended to be calm, as if he had nothing to fear.
It is said that "knowing your son is more like a mother". With Xue Miao's understanding of her son, she naturally knew how to force him out of the cage that his father and grandfather built for him. She sacrificed half her life for Xiao Qijie. Since then, she has been unhappy and compromised, and she never wants her son to repeat her mistakes. What if the old man is angry again? Could it be possible to eat their mother and son
While thinking about it, the elevator door opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked over with a surprised smile on his face. He is very tall and handsome, and the frivolity and wickedness between his eyebrows not only failed to detract from his bearing, but made him even more attractive. He hugged Xue Miao tightly, and quickly let go, sighing, "Miao Miao, I thought you would never come back. How have you been recently?"
"That's it." Xue Miao didn't want to make up some fairy tales to deceive her friends, but also paralyzed herself. She shook her head with a wry smile, and said to her son, "Xiaoshu, this is your uncle Xiu, call someone quickly."
Slender Yu, the helm of Crown World Entertainment, is also a figure in the entertainment industry. The mother signed under his banner that year, and he became popular with him. The two used to be the relationship between the boss and the subordinate, and they became friends who talked about everything after a long cooperation. But since his mother married into the Xiao family, he has disconnected from friends in the entertainment industry. Therefore, Xiao Jiashu is very unfamiliar with this uncle Xiu, but it does not prevent him from recognizing this handsome face who often appears in business and entertainment magazines.
"Hello, Uncle Xiu." Xiao Jiashu nodded obediently and bent over.
He inherited Xue Miao's exquisite appearance, but he did not resemble Xiao Qijie at all. The first play that Xue Miao participated in was the role of the male lead. She played a chic and unrestrained knight in the body of her daughter to the fullest, and she became popular with thousands of girls from then on. Her female fans are much more than male fans, and Xiao Jiashu, who resembles her seven or eight points, has been improved again during the inheritance, and her appearance has been upgraded to a higher level.
Slender Yu fell in love with this spiritual little sapling all of a sudden, not to mention that he is Miaomiao's son.
"No, goodbye." Xiao Jiashu shook his head and took the elevator directly to the parking lot on the first floor. It was because he did something wrong in the first place, so why would he have the nerve to complain to Uncle Xiu? Fire squid, fire squid, and find a new job another day. With an optimistic attitude, Xiao Jiashu returned home and continued to play games at home. But this time, he learned to be good, and he didn't dare to eat junk food again. He only drank white porridge every day, and the mouth ulcers began to heal.
In the morning a few days later, Xiao Dingbang looked at his younger brother sitting across the dining table and suddenly said, "You seem to be bored recently? Would you like to come to work at Xiao's?"
"Ah?" Xiao Jiashu was nibbling on the chicken legs with all his heart, but when he heard this, he couldn't come back to his senses, and he looked a little dumbfounded.
"No, Xiaoshu just returned to China, let him play first." Xue Miao refused with a smile. When her son first returned to China, she really wanted him to stay in the Xiao family and work hard, but after being slapped with a sap by the old man and Xiao Qijie, she suddenly figured out that instead of letting her son stay in the Xiao family's cage, there is no way to do it. Free to live a life without bones, it is better to let go and let him fly.
Xiao Dingbang gave her a deep look, then stared at his younger brother, "You think the same way? Don't do anything, just play all day?"
"No." Xiao Jiashu didn't understand why the eldest brother arranged for him to enter the Xiao family. Didn't grandfather and father firmly oppose it? But he was not dizzy by the pie that fell from the sky. After thinking about it seriously, he explained, "I will look for a job on my own another day, and I don't have to go into Xiao's. I find other industries are also very interesting."
"Really?" Xiao Dingbang nodded and said, "Everything is based on your wishes. If you have any thoughts, please let me know."
Xiao Jiashu wasn't sure whether it was his brother's temptation or concern, but he still responded obediently. Xiao Qijie, who was sitting in the main seat, said angrily, "It's been a few months since I came back, and I only know how to play every day. When will I be sensible. When your brother was eighteen years old..."
Xue Miao couldn't listen anymore, pressed his chopsticks hard on the table, and sneered, "When Xiaoshu comes back, I want him to go to work at Xiao's. You said that he should stay at home with the shares. Now he is old Staying at home honestly, and you scold him for being ignorant and only know how to play. Xiao Qijie, let me ask you, what do you want?"
Father Xiao, "I just said that, why are you so excited? This kid locks himself in the room all day playing games and doesn't come out to eat. I'm afraid he'll burn his body out. I also care about him."
"You care about his ass..." I don't know if it was the menopause, Xue Miao's temper was getting bigger and bigger, and he quarreled with Xiao Qijie in front of the two children. Xiao Jiashu quickly took a few mouthfuls of rice, and then ran back to the room on the second floor. Xiao Dingbang, as his name suggests, is very determined, and he said slowly after eating breakfast seriously, "There are ten minutes left, hurry up and make a noise. After the noise, we have to go to the city hall to participate in the bidding meeting."
Father Xiao, who blushed and had a thick neck, "..."
Xue Miao picked up the napkin and wiped the corner of her mouth. When she looked up again, she was already elegant and virtuous, "I'm sorry, Dingbang, auntie has lost her temper. I don't think you eat much. I don't know how long the bidding will be open. You can eat more. I'll let Xiao Li go to the garage to pick up the car." She didn't have much objection to this stepson, let alone disgust or abuse, and she usually did meticulously what she should care about and take care of, but she had no choice but to take care of her stepson. She is sensible and can't get close to her. After living for 20 years, it's just a matter of face.
"Thank you, Auntie, I'm done eating." Xiao Dingbang politely declined, and then said to Father Xiao, "Let's go." Xiao Qijie just stood up hummingly.
As soon as the father and son left, Xiao Jiashu ran downstairs on the back, wearing a coat while running, looking anxious.
"Where are you going?" Xue Miao asked after her.
"Ji Mian had a car accident, I'll go take a look." Before he could finish his words, he had already gotten into the sports car and drove away.
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In the VIP ward, Ji Mian had a circle of gauze wrapped around her head, and looked at her phone expressionlessly. Fang Kun came over and took the phone away, scolding, "You have a concussion, what news are you watching? Lie down and rest. The matter of your car accident has been suppressed by President Xiu, don't worry."
"Where are Xiao Liu and Xiao Tao? Are they okay?" Ji Mian lay down and closed his eyes.
"They're all right, they only suffered a little scratch, and they were discharged last night." Fang Kun was full of words, but when he saw his tired appearance, he held back again. Xiao Liu and Xiao Tao really took the wrong medicine. They even told the traffic police that the nanny car was knocked down the mountain by a flying saucer, so that the traffic police not only took them for alcohol and urine tests, but also performed mental tests. At the same time, Ji Mian was also implicated, and a blood test was also done while in a coma, lest he take drugs. Shit UFO! This excuse is ridiculous! If something goes wrong, be sure to fry those two scrambled eggs.
Fang Kun was full of depression, but he didn't expect Ji Mian to suddenly say, "They didn't drink or take drugs, and I saw the flying saucer."
"Ah?" Fang Kun said in horror, "Did I say something just now?"
"Didn't you say anything?" Ji Mian opened his eyes with an unpredictable expression.
"Did I say it? I didn't say it?" Fang Kun was confused, and then warned, "Don't talk about the flying saucer again. The traffic police have investigated the scene, and there is no trace of impact, no flying saucer, only the nanny. The brake marks of the car. Xiao Liu should be overspeeding, and that's why the tire slipped and fell down the mountain." Pulling on the flying saucer again, tomorrow's headline will be Ji Yingdi's mental disorder.
Ji Mian fixed a look at him and said solemnly, "You help me call a nurse, I have a headache."
"Okay." Fang Kun quickly pressed the call button.
Several nurses ran into the ward immediately, one checked the bandage on Ji Yingdi's head and the other measured his blood pressure. Their faces were all red, and their expressions were both excited and shy. It was the first time they met the actor Ji in real life, and he was a hundred times more handsome than on screen! Wide shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, and the male hormones are simply bursting! Ah, I'm going to faint!
They took out their notebooks and stammered for Ji Yingdi's autograph, their trembling fingertips betray their inner excitement. Ji Mian cooperated very well, not only signed the autograph, but also took a photo, and did not show an impatient expression from beginning to end. The VIP ward of this hospital is often occupied by dignitaries and nobles, and the confidentiality is top-notch, and they are not afraid of leaks.
As soon as the person left, Ji Mian showed a relaxed expression, as if he had removed a big stone from his heart.
Fang Kun joked, "You have a good temper. You are obviously a patient, but you have to serve these nurses. You have signed and taken photos together. No wonder you have a headache. If you can't sleep, watch a few movies. I'll call President Xiu. Phone. He was watching over you last night until five in the morning."
"Don't disturb him, let him have a good rest..." Before Ji Mian finished speaking, Fang Kun had already gone out. This ward is at the end of the corridor, and when you exit the door, turn left and you will find the stairwell, which is no more than five meters apart. Fang Kun was on the phone in the stairwell, but Ji Mian, who was lying in the ward, could hear his voice, occasionally saying a sentence or two, not like communicating with others, but more like an inner voice. He didn't find it strange at first, but after realizing that the hospital's soundproofing facilities were very tight, his face slowly turned pale.
President Xiu is really kind to Brother Ji! If it wasn't for the wrong age, I would have thought Brother Ji was President Xiu's own son. Fang Kun walked into the ward while sighing, but saw Ji Mian staring straight at him.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with me?" Fang Kun wiped his face.
"You didn't move your lips just now?" Ji Mian asked in a deep voice.
"No. I haven't eaten, what is my mouth moving?" Fang Kun felt inexplicable, and then was startled, "Brother Ji, I'll ask the doctor to do a brain examination for you later." I suspect that your brain has been crashed.
The corner of Ji Mian's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak. He took off the medical record hanging by the bedside and looked seriously.
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Ji Mian was his boss after all, he had a car accident, Xiao Jiashu had to take a look no matter what. But as soon as he walked to the door of the ward, he met Li Jiaer, who raised one hand to knock on the door, and held a bunch of lilies in the other.
"It's you!" Seeing Xiao Jiashu, she forgot to knock on the door, and said with red eyes, "I heard that you were blocking me, why? I never saw you before! Mr. Xiao, we can talk about it. Well, I think there is a misunderstanding between us."
Xiao Jiashu's anxious expression was replaced by gloom, and he said word by word, "I have nothing to talk to you about. I just ask you one question, do you remember He Yi?"
"He Yi?" The lily in Li Jia'er's hand fell to the ground. She looked at Xiao Jiashu in disbelief, and turned around and ran away after a few seconds.
Xiao Jiashu, who had a lot of swearing words he wanted to spit on, "..." He held a sigh of relief in his heart, unable to spit it out or swallow it. Seeing the flowers on the ground, he couldn't help but stomped on his feet hard, and noticed that they were coming and going. The nurse was looking at herself with weird eyes, and quickly picked up the flowers and threw them into the trash can, then hid in the stairwell.
He was still wearing headphones in his ears, listening to the recently downloaded song, and the hysterical shouting of the rock singer made the anger that he had built up in his heart all burst out in an instant. He slid down the wall and sat on the ground, his mind full of dark memories...
"You go." Ji Mian nodded slightly, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Fang Kun sighed, "Li Jia'er is really not easy..."
"Don't talk." Ji Mian raised his hand to stop him.
It's quiet outside the corridor, where is anyone talking on the phone? Li Jiaer hid in the stairwell with her mobile phone, rubbed her eyes red with force, put on two drops of eye drops, made her eyelashes half-wet, and walked back to the ward at the right time.
Fang Kun was worried about her mother. Seeing that she seemed to cry, he opened his mouth to ask, but was interrupted by Ji Mian coldly, "Jia'er, I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while. You go back first."
Li Jiaer, who was planning to play a bitter love scene, "..." This script is wrong! She was still waiting for Ji Mian to ask why she was crying, so she could tell his mother that she was seriously ill and needed a large amount of surgery. If he offered to borrow money, he would firmly refuse, and when he changed his signature to Jiguang in a few days, he could use financial constraints as an excuse to obtain his forgiveness. Ji Mian was born in a single-parent family and was very filial to his mother, which people all over the country knew.