Mr. President, Unbridled Love

Chapter 233: She is very special to Yue Ze

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"Yue Ze, ouch... My ancestor, why did you run to the door without your shoes on again!"

A slightly sharp voice came from inside the villa, breaking the awkward atmosphere outside the door.

As soon as the words were finished, Tang Xinluo saw a yellow-haired man running out with his orchid fingers raised and a pair of slippers in his hands.

Seeing Tang Xinluo, he also showed surprise in his eyes.

However, when his eyes fell on the plastic bag in Tang Xinluo's hand, and he saw the ingredients in the bag clearly, he was instantly relieved.

"Are you the Miss Tang that Yue Ze talked about? Come, come, Miss Tang, please come in, you are finally here... If you don't come again, I'm really afraid that our family, Yue Ze, will demolish the house!"

It turned out that this "sissy" was called Chen Ji, whose English name was Blanc, and who was Yue Ze's manager.

Tang Xinluo had never heard of the name Chen Ji, but the name Blank was like thunder.

"So you are Blanc... It's a pleasure to meet you." Tang Xinluo was boiling water and preparing to cook noodles.

Blank raised his orchid finger and cut fruit next to her.

To be exact, instead of cutting the fruit, it is carving patterns on the peel.

Anyway, it's done very finely.

"Oh, it's nothing... No one in the circle knows my name, Blank. Miss Tang, our Yue Ze told me about you. As for me, I always don't care how Yue Ze takes the role, as long as he likes it That's fine. It's just that... this..."

Blank's voice became softer as he spoke, and at the end, he purposely looked outside the door.

Seeing that Yue Ze didn't come over, he quickly put down the fruit knife in his hand and brought it to Tang Xinluo's ear.

"Miss Tang, let me ask you... Was our Yueze confessing his love to you just now?"

Tang Xinluo was about to wash the vegetables, when she heard his words, she almost broke the vegetables in her hand.

"Mr. Chen, what happened just now is not what you thought, Yue Ze and I..."

"Stop, stop - let me clarify first, you are not allowed to call me by my Chinese name. Call me Blanc, OK?"

Chen Ji, oh no, it's Blank who seems to mind being called by his Chinese name.

He lowered his voice and raised his orchid finger to cover his mouth: "Miss Tang, you don't have to hide it from me. I know our Yueze doesn't mean that to you, but... well, let me tell you this, our Yueze , he...he has something wrong here."

Blank pointed to his left heart with his index finger.

"Koshizawa...has a heart attack?"

"It's not a heart attack, it's... a psychological disorder."

Blank hesitated to speak, "Miss Tang, this matter was originally a secret and should not be told to others. But now, you are the key person in the treatment of Yue Ze's mental disorder, so... well, in short, this matter is like this .”

It turned out that Yue Ze was born in a very wealthy family since he was a child.

However, his parents were so busy that they neglected to take care of him.

When he was a child, Yue Ze became more and more reticent. It was not until later that he was diagnosed that he was diagnosed with autism.

Although Yue Ze's family is wealthy, this disease cannot be cured by spending money alone.

In the end, it was acting that made Yue Ze gradually come out of the shadows.

Because of this, a family like Yue Ze did not object to him becoming an artist.

Because he was immersed in one virtual world after another, his closed personality finally slowly awakened.

Because of this, no matter what role he plays, Yue Ze can play it vividly.

But later, Blanc gradually realized that something was wrong.

After finishing a film, Yue Ze often shuts himself in the house.

It can be as short as three months and as long as half a year. It takes a long period of silence before you can gradually come out.

"Hey, Yue Ze is good at everything, but there is only one problem. It's easy to get too involved in the drama."

"The male protagonist in the last play is a troubled youth. His only sunshine is the girl who cooks noodles for him on the street. Ahem... I guess, it's probably because of this..."

Blank pointed to the head of the pot, where the noodles were cooking.

"He will be special to you."