It's true that Su Yao has a financial backer—of course Xie Shizhang is very clear about this—but the few so-called candid photos attached here are almost nothing to do with Su Yao's real financial backer.
The bodyguards he raised are not vegetarians. They are all soldiers who have retired from the army for various reasons. candid.
Some of these photos were posed by people with a similar body shape, and some were far-fetched at all, probably used to disturb the line of sight. But one of them is special.
In that photo, Su Yao was standing beside a silver luxury car, bending slightly to talk to the person in the driver's seat, but because of the angle, only Su Yao's face could be seen, and the inside of the car could not be clearly seen. What does the person look like.
That car was very familiar to him, it was Xietu's favorite one, the price was seven figures, and eight out of ten times he saw Xietu saw him driving this car.
According to common sense, the person sitting in the driver's seat should be the owner of the car, his eldest nephew, Xie Tu.
Xie Shizhang picked up the warm tea that was put aside and took a sip.
The photo was taken from the side. Although it was a little far away and the light was dim, you could clearly see Su Yao's appearance and the light-colored summer shirt he was wearing.
This photo was taken on the night when he met Su Yao. The sign is very obvious. The rainbow light plate with the name of KTV is standing not far from the luxury car. It’s hard to miss. .
The clothes on Su Yao's body are plain and simple, but appearing next to such a valuable luxury car, coupled with the news from the main building, it's really easy to make people imagine.
Shui Jun's information was shaken out a little bit, probably to increase the effect by putting it later. When his contact person deleted the post, this photo hadn't had time to appear in the post.
Xie Shizhang thought about this calmly, moved the mouse, and chose to completely delete this photo with special shredding software.
In the past few years, it has been rumored in the entertainment industry that there are two hands who have been kept as nurturing hands, but in fact, as long as there is no real hammer for one day, those scandals will always be just scandals.
"Boom—"
There were two light knocks on the door, and the young man's voice sounded from outside the door. After the sound insulation of a layer of solid wood door panels, the voice seemed a bit muffled, "Mr. Xie."
After closing the folder on the computer, Xie Shizhang slightly raised his voice and said, "Come in."
With a "click", the fingerprint lock on the study door made a sound, and then the door was pushed open from the outside.
A young man walked in with a small tray.
He Yan put the tray in his hand on the writing, on it was a small white porcelain plate containing a few small wheat-yellow biscuits, with a cup of warm milk next to it, it looked like a simple supper.
He Yan urged him: "Mr. Xie, quickly have a taste."
Speaking of which, Xie Shizhang intermittently cooked steaks, grilled sandwiches, and cooked some simple Chinese food for him, but he hadn't cooked anything for a man yet. This little lover was really unqualified.
After He Yan thought about it deeply, he felt that he really shouldn't be so negligent, and should shoulder the task of being a little lover, so he obediently made a simple supper for the man.
Well, in fact, the real reason is that staying at home these days is really boring, so he learned to make some desserts with his aunt.
Xie Shizhang picked up a small biscuit: "You made it?"
After getting the nod of the young man's "hmm" affirmation, he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.
The biscuit is a bit dry, but the taste is okay, with a little crispness in it.
Moreover, the sweetness of this small plate of biscuits is very light, and there should be very little sugar in it. Most people may feel bland when eating it, but his natural taste is light, and it feels right to eat. The milk taste is also very light, it should be After processing, there is no fishy smell.
He Yan sat on the opposite chair, watched him gracefully and slowly ate up a plate of small biscuits, and suddenly asked, "Is the work not over yet?"
It's already eleven thirty in the middle of the night, and it's time to go to bed.
Xie Shizhang stretched his arms and stuffed the last piece of biscuit into his mouth, with a smile in his tone: "It's over, go to sleep right away."
In fact, the affairs in the company have been completely dealt with, and I just stayed in the study until now to read those materials.
He Yan chewed up the small piece of biscuit and swallowed it.
His taste is sweet, and this kind of food with less sugar really doesn't taste much.
He took out a tissue and wiped his fingers and the corners of his mouth. The man thought for a while, pulled away the chair and walked to the opposite side of the desk, bent down, put his hand on the handle of the chair, and exchanged a slightly sweet kiss with the young man.
This posture gave him the illusion that the youth was completely under his control.
In fact, there was an impulse in his heart, wanting to expose the relationship between himself and Su Yao to the public, to satisfy his desire to stamp this person, to break off his wings that he hadn't had time to spread, and tie them to him completely.
But he is no longer a hot-blooded young man. He knows very well that the current Su Yao has acting skills and ability, and the future road is predictable and smooth. It won't have any big impact on him, but it will be a devastating disaster for Su Yao's acting career.
…
After eating the biscuits He Yan sent, Mr. Xie, who is very polite, "repayed" him that night by asking him to drink milk, and drank it many times.
He Yan pushed his muscular shoulders and asked with difficulty: "Mr. Xie, don't you have to get up early to go to the company tomorrow?"
The man lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and replied perfunctorily, "It's okay, there's no rush."
It was too hot in the room, a bead of sweat hung on his chin, slid down his neck to the hollow of his collarbone, and finally spread down along the muscle lines... He Yan stared at the bead of sweat for a long time, as if Tempted, he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his lips.
…
The next day the man really left early, and when he woke up he made some noises, He Yan opened his eyes a little, looked at the man changing clothes with his back turned to him, and asked in a daze, "Leave? "
He thought he was asking loudly, but when people are half asleep and half awake, they always overestimate their own strength. To the man's ears, he is completely whimpering and coquettish, and refuses to let him go to work.
Xie Shizhang turned around, and while raising his arms to button up, he bent down and kissed his red-stained cheek due to his sleeping position, "Hey, sleep a little longer."
"Can't... um... kiss." He Yan fell asleep unconsciously, but he still hasn't forgotten that he can't kiss without brushing his teeth.
The man listened amusedly, stroked his fluffy and soft hair, pulled the quilt for him, then turned and left the bedroom.
After Xie Shizhang left, He Yan didn't know how long he slept before finally dragging his sore waist to get up from the bed.
The man didn't know what stimulated him yesterday, and he was tossing especially hard. In the end, he felt that he was about to be fucked stupid.
Xie Shizhang can be called a very gentle lover most of the time, yesterday's attitude... It's like taking some wrong medicine.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He Yan got dressed and went downstairs. After eating the breakfast prepared by his aunt, he went back to his room and turned on his laptop computer. Check his browsing history on the computer in the man's study.
Skipping through the company's documents and information exchanges, He Yan soon saw the information about yesterday's post, and followed the clues to restore the photo that was completely smashed by the man.
He also had an impression of those posts that hacked him last night, but they disappeared soon after. He guessed that it was a man who suppressed it and didn't pay much attention to it. He didn't expect this to happen again.
That photo should have been taken when Su Yao was taken to the KTV by Xie Tu a few hours before he crossed over. It's no wonder the man felt bad after seeing it.
… not right.
After staring at the photo for half a minute, He Yan put his hands on his cheeks and frowned slightly.
He had explained Xie Tu's matter to the man before, and even if the man went to investigate by himself, it would be absolutely impossible to find out that Su Yao and Xie Tu had any superficial relationship. They only met once at KTV that day, and he turned around and walked through the back door. Slipped out and nothing happened. Men should not be so jealous just because of a photo.
Besides, if he is jealous, the man will definitely spread this matter in front of him and take the opportunity to make a request, so that he can cede the land and pay compensation. Xie Shizhang, that cunning fox, will never do a life of sulking and get no benefit stupid thing.
What is wrong
He quit the man's computer program, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't come up with the answer to this question.
Xie Shizhang left early today and came back early, arriving home at two or three o'clock in the afternoon.
He gave his aunt a vacation, and there were only the two of them left in the house. The man's purpose was so obvious that he didn't even need to guess. But because I did it last night, it wasn't too much today. He Yan was held down by the man on the sofa to play for a while, and then he was released.
The sofa is huge and very soft, it is perfectly fine to sleep on it.
Xie Shizhang originally just wanted to lie on his little lover's soft legs for a while, and eat some small tofu, but maybe because the touch was so good, he started to feel sleepy for some reason.
He squeezed the young man's slender waist, and slowly yawned, feeling drowsiness rising up like a tide.
The young man who was afraid of pressure felt uncomfortable, he wanted to get up and go to the bedroom upstairs to sleep, but the young man noticed that he was sleepy, and pulled out a spare thin quilt from the corner of the sofa to cover him.
The young man smiled at him, reached out and rubbed his head twice, and said softly, "Sleep for a while if you're sleepy."
So Xie Shizhang only felt more drowsy, hugged the slender waist in his arms, said "huh", closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He Yan stared at his sharp facial features for a while, then pulled and curled the hair on the man's head with his fingertips, at the same time, countless transparent filaments of spiritual power protruded from the back of his head, carefully intruding into the man's spiritual sea .
Because ordinary people in this world do not have a high degree of spiritual development, they are worried that it will affect the man's body, so when he is intertwined with the man's mental power, he rarely penetrates the spiritual power of the man into the depths of the man's spiritual sea. , only go in every two months for inspections.
Compared with the few light spheres of spiritual power in the spiritual sea when we first saw it in the first world, the number of light spheres of spiritual power in the man's spiritual sea at this time is already very considerable.
When He Yan's filaments of spiritual power passed through the ball of light, those balls of light spontaneously floated to the side of his filaments of spiritual power, rubbed against them, and circled around, as if they wanted to retain the steps of the filaments of spiritual power.
But those thin and long filaments of spiritual power just rubbed around these small light balls for a couple of times, then left them in place and continued to go deep into the spiritual sea.
After entering a little deeper, He Yan's mental filaments encountered some gray "wool balls", and his mental filaments stopped on one of the wool balls, shaking the top of the tentacles and observing around , Cautiously poked in through the gap in the wool ball.
These messy "wool balls" are actually one of the manifestations of spiritual power, but they represent the accumulation of some negative emotions in the owner's heart, which may dissipate on their own with the passage of time, or may become more and more powerful like a snowball. The roll gets bigger and eventually becomes unresolved.
Obviously when he came in two months ago, there were no such "balls of wool"...
With so many things popping up in just two months, the man must have something on his mind.
Slightly frowning, He Yan calmed down, and patiently commanded his filaments of mental power to disintegrate those balls of wool from the inside one by one. The untied balls of wool were re-decomposed into balls of spiritual light, which touched his spirit. The tip of the force filament slowly rubbed against each other.
After calming these shimmering little balls with mental power, He Yan withdrew the filaments of mental power that he had worked for nearly an hour from the man's spiritual sea.
He felt a mixture of anxiety and possessiveness in those balls of wool.
Reaching out to pluck the man's thick eyelashes, He Yan fell into deep thought.
The man was in a deep sleep, and even being harassed by him stroking left and right, he only moved his eyes slightly.
…
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Xie Shizhang finally opened his eyes.
The young man who was pillowed on his lap before he fell asleep was gone, but the thin quilt was still covering him. Throwing off the quilt on his body, sitting on the sofa, he slightly straightened the wrinkled shirt, and let out a breath slowly.
This sleep seemed to be a very deep and comfortable sleep. When he woke up, he felt refreshed, and his mind was as relaxed as if he had been bathed. It seemed that some of the depression that had been pressing on his heart during this time had also eased a lot.
Looking around, he didn't find the young man in the living room. He stood up, searched in several places, and finally found Su Yao who was cooking in front of the recipe in the kitchen.
He stretched out his hand and patted the young man's ass, because he had just woken up, and Xie Shizhang's voice was still hoarse: "Why don't you wake me up if you want to eat?"
Auntie was given a holiday by him today. He originally planned to make a good dinner for the young man, but he didn't expect to sleep until night after taking a nap.
Holding the spatula in one hand, the young man was carefully stirring the ingredients in the pot, ignoring the slap on his butt, looking back and forth nervously at the pot in front of him and the menu on the phone, and said, "Are you still here?" sleeping."
Xie Shizhang looked at his nervous face, and couldn't help reaching out and rubbing the part he just patted.
The young man's buttocks became tense from his rubbing, his hand trembled, and he was overwhelmed with salt. He immediately condemned his behavior seriously: "Mr. Xie, don't come here to make trouble."
Xie Shizhang bit the tip of his ear again, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I don't have one, you do yours."
He Yan: "..."
In the end, this dish failed under the harassment of men.
Of course, He Yan refused to admit that the dish was a bit horrible before the man came in.
In the end, after the man made two small snacks and brought them up as a tribute, he reluctantly forgave the man for disturbing his cooking today.
After the meal, the man was probably in a really good mood after the spiritual counseling. He dug out a bottle of red wine from somewhere and said that he would take him to the top floor to watch the stars.
He Yan had never been to the top floor, so he didn't know there was a special room here.
It was a room located in the corner of the top floor. Compared with other rooms in this villa, the area was quite small, only a few tens of square meters.
He Yan didn't see any difference when he first entered, but when Xie Shizhang pressed a small button by the wall, two of the walls and the roof began to crack from a crack in the middle, The sides descended, revealing the dark night outside the house.
He Yan took a closer look and found that the wall was not really separated, but a layer of bright and transparent glass was left. After the refraction of the glass, the stars all over the sky were like the diamonds dropped by God on the world, appearing more and more sparkling Bright, people can't take their eyes off.
This is a glass room.
Although the room is not often opened, someone will often come to clean it, so there is not even a trace of dust in the room.
There was a pair of exquisite tables and chairs in the room. Xie Shizhang put the red wine bottle in his hand on the table, pushed the young man onto the chair and sat down, opened the red wine, and poured some into the two goblets respectively.
Of course, the cup for Su Yao should be less. After all, Su Yao's drinking capacity is not good, it can even be said to be very bad.
After drinking half a glass of mellow wine, he briefly told Su Yao the story about this room.
Although he is not close to his youngest son, the relationship between his parents is actually quite good. This remodeled glass room is his father's 28th birthday present to his mother.
When he was young, he liked to be alone and quiet, and would often stay here for most of the day, but after returning to China, he was busy with company affairs all day long, so he hadn't been here for a long time.
The starry sky in front of him slowly overlapped with the one he saw when he was a child, Xie Shizhang's eyes were in a daze for a moment, and his gray-blue pupils were as hazy as if they were covered with a cloud of mist.
He Yan withdrew his mental filaments, took off the wine glass in his hand, looked directly into the man's eyes with dark pupils, and asked coaxingly, "Mr. Xie, what are you unhappy about recently?"
Although he straightened out the balls of wool in the man's mental sea today, as long as the source of them is not solved, they will still appear sooner or later.
Although he didn't mind using mental power to relieve the "balls of wool" for the man at regular intervals, he really minded that the man was secretly unhappy without telling him, so he hypnotized the man when he was relaxed.
The man stared at him with those misty gray-blue eyes for a full two minutes before saying softly, "I want to eat you into my stomach."
He Yan: "..."
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