After wearing the book, the domineering president's personality collapsed

Chapter 11

Chu Weiran didn't stay long and left.

His original intention of coming here was for that one bite of food, and now that he is full, he should leave after this order.

When Ji Nanxi came out of the kitchen, he could no longer be seen, "He has already left?"

"En." Qin Yue responded in a low voice, and said, "Sorry, I interrupted your live broadcast."

"As long as you know."

Ji Nanxi took out a piece of paper and was slightly annoyed, "I told you very clearly yesterday, and I don't want to say any more. Next time, I won't greet you with shame."

He had checked before, and the world has not yet developed a way of eating and broadcasting. Tonight is obviously a good opportunity, but these two people ruined it.

Ji Nanxi was lying if he said he wasn't angry.

Those hands were fair and slender, and even the nails were neatly trimmed.I saw it during the live broadcast. There was some water on his knuckles. Qin Yue watched him wipe it slowly, his throat rolled, and his eyes became dark.

"Don't worry, next time I will make it clear to you in advance, and I won't embarrass you."

He looked like he didn't understand what Ji Nanxi said.

Ji Nanxi laughed angrily, threw the tissue in his hand into the trash can, and said indifferently in a flat tone: "There will be no next time."

He has always disliked unexpected things, especially when it involves his own interests and causes losses to himself.

His firm appearance stung Qin Yue's eyes, but deep down in his heart, there was still some luck, "What if there is a next time?"

No one else would get involved, he just wanted to come back and have a look.

If you want to know what he is doing, if you want to watch him cook, if you want to see him smile, you just want to watch him.

Not knowing what was in Qin Yue's mind, Ji Nanxi answered almost the moment he finished speaking: "Then I can only go out and find a place where I will not be disturbed."

Can't afford to provoke, can't he still hide.

After all, the reason why he is willing to live here now is because Qin Yue is not often at home at work, and the two of them don't have much contact with each other.

Thinking of this, Ji Nanxi suddenly felt that this suggestion might be worth a try.

I just don't know what the rent outside is like now, it seems that I have to find some time to test the waters.

The way he was thinking silently was obviously really thinking about it, Qin Yue didn't dare to test it now, "No, I promise there will be no next time."

What he said was sincere, and he didn't have the slightest aggressive aura on the outside, but he still had a gesture of admitting his mistake.

Ji Nanxi snorted, and went upstairs with her phone and camera, "It's best like this."

After traveling through the book for so many days, Ji Nanxi was only able to relax completely when he lived with Qin Guanhai. When he returned to the villa where the two lived, the stone in his heart was raised again.

Coupled with the stereotyped impression of Qin Yue, Ji Nanxi subconsciously avoided some things.

For example, Qin Yue, who he thought was cold, sharp and decisive, put away his hostility when facing him.

No matter how fluctuating his heart was, he never forced Ji Nanxi a single iota, and he even spoke in a soft voice, not even half of the arrogant and unruly appearance rumored outside.

The moonlight fell on the head of the bed, and Ji Nanxi woke up from his sleep dripping with cold sweat, and frantically turned on the light.

When the light came on, he felt a lot safer. When he touched his forehead, his hands were covered with cold sweat.

So scary.

He dreamed that he and Qin Yue were divorced, and he laughed happily in the dream.But the happy mood didn't last long. Qin Yue actually sent someone to chase him down. He fled and ran in embarrassment, but he couldn't escape his clutches. In the end, he was tied back and tortured to death.

Qin Yue, a thief, even brought Luo Xuefeng to him in the end to humiliate him.

Ji Nanxi was so angry that his chest hurt. It was one thing to know that they would get together in the end, but it was another thing to be humiliated on the spot.Even though he knew it was just a dream, he was still very angry.

It is said that there is no pain in dreams, but as long as Ji Nanxi thinks of the wound that Qin Yue splashed on his body with pepper water, his body trembles, as if the severe pain happened to him.

Just thinking about that scene made me tremble with fear, and my whole body was covered in cold sweat. In the end, Ji Nanxi had to take another shower and change into a set of pajamas before crawling back to bed and continuing to sleep.

After a night of deliberation, coupled with the strong support of Chu Weiran's sister-in-law, the growth rate of people who follow Ji Nanxi is simply eye-opening.

Now the number of his fans has caught up with the fan base of Zhang Xianhui, a debut student. Seeing this, Zhang Xianhui scratched his head: "To be honest, if you weren't my brother, I might be jealous of you."

Ji Nanxi took a sip of coffee and said with a smile: "Then you must be jealous."

"But speaking of it, the most important thing to attract so much attention is Chu Weiran's influence."

The Chu family is a real estate giant in central Beijing. Usually, whenever something happens, the media can't wait to report it all over the sky. Once the celebrity effect comes out, there will naturally be many people who pay attention to this matter.

"No, no, you're only half right." Zhang Xianhui shook his head, winked and said, "The most important thing is your appearance."

"Tsk, if you follow my path, there's no room for me to debut."

"How about you try to develop into the entertainment industry?"

As far as Ji Nanxi's looks are concerned, in this era of looking at everyone's appearance, he can't afford to worry about it.

"Don't be kidding me." Ji Nanxi didn't take it to heart, and it would be embarrassing for him to let someone who can't do anything go into the entertainment circle?

"I think it's good to do live broadcast now."

Moreover, he really didn't think he was good looking, at most he was pretty.

If Zhang Xianhui knew what he was thinking, he would definitely feel that you might have misunderstood him.

Zhang Xianhui also watched yesterday's live broadcast, and the response was good. What really interested him was another thing: "Didn't you tell me before that Qin Yue doesn't go home until eleven o'clock?"

"So yesterday before nine o'clock, he went back. Why?"

why?

Ji Nanxi thought for a while, "It was probably pulled back by Chu Weiran."

By the way, he told about Chu Weiran's proposal yesterday.

It was just a meal together, Zhang Xianhui agreed.

The two chatted about other things, and when they were about to leave, a warm call came from afar.

"Little Huihui!"

Chu Weiran shuddered and turned around like a ghost. Two fashionable men came forward, and one of them, a man in a white sweater, ran up to him with a smile on his face, looking at To the more stable man behind: "Captain, look, let me say that I saw the right person!"

"Xiao Huihui, this is your childhood sweetheart, she looks good."

The smile on the corner of Ji Nanxi's mouth froze for a moment: "Qingmei...bamboo horse?"

"Don't listen to his nonsense."

Zhang Xianhui gave him a chestnut, and said angrily: "I said it was a child, isn't this the same as the concept of childhood sweetheart?"

The boy in the white sweater stuck out his tongue, "What's the difference? Didn't we all grow up together?"

Zhang Xianhui didn't know what to do, he turned his gaze to the man behind, "Captain, just take care of him."

"Okay, Ah Zhe, don't yell at people casually." Captain Fan Lu smiled and apologized to Ji Nanxi, "I'm sorry, he has some brain problems, don't take it to heart."

Du Sizhe pouted, and looked at Ji Nanxi curiously.

Naturally, Ji Nanxi didn't take it to heart. He had seen these people on TV, and they were all in the same group as Zhang Xianhui.

There are five people in their group, called FIREWORK, the Chinese name is Fireworks, which means "bloom yourself".

Zhang Xianhui stood up and introduced him. The taller and more stable one was Captain Fan Lu, and the boy in a white sweater was Du Sizhe.

Du Sizhe's character is quite eccentric, seeing Ji Nanxi, he did not hide his surprise on his face: "Xiao Huihui, no wonder you have kept us from getting in touch with your childhood sweetheart, so he is so good-looking."

Zhang Xianhui raised his face and said proudly: "No, I'm afraid that once he stands up, you will feel so ugly that you will explode."

"No, I'm good-looking too." Du Sizhe moved to Ji Nanxi's side, looking for a unified answer, "Are you right, little brother."

One thing to say, Du Sizhe is indeed good-looking.

After all, they are all debuts, and their looks have been scouted and verified by fans.His simple and unaffected appearance left a very good first impression on Ji Nanxi.

Ji Nanxi smiled and nodded, while Du Sizhe looked up with a small face full of joy.

"Captain, why are you here?" Zhang Xianhui asked.

The location of this coffee shop is hidden and few people come, so he dared to meet Ji Nanxi here.

"Azhe wanted to drink the cappuccino from this shop." Fan Lu looked helpless. To be honest, he really didn't know how good a drink could be.

Du Sizhe took over the conversation, "It's a good thing I came out, otherwise I really wouldn't have met you."

"Little brother, let's add a wechat, and come out to play together next time."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and shook his phone at Ji Nanxi with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, making it hard to refuse.

Ji Nanxi really couldn't refuse, especially Du Sizhe's appearance reminded him of the Shiba Inu with tilted head and grinning next door in his previous life. When he smiled, he was very warm.

After sending out the WeChat account, Ji Nanxi smiled and said, "Don't call me little brother, just call me by my name."

"Okay, then I'll change a note for you." Du Sizhe chuckled and knocked on his phone.

At this moment, Fan Lu's cell phone rang, and he walked aside to answer the call.

"Fuck, you are the little handsome guy who saved the beauty at Mr. Chu's birthday party that day?" Du Sizhe realized later, "No wonder I always feel that I have seen you somewhere."

Zhang Xianhui chuckled: "Didn't I already talk about this when I went back?"

You have never remembered the feelings.

"I didn't pay attention that day." Du Sizhe scratched his head, his face full of tenderness: "Then yesterday's live broadcast..."

"Well, it's me too." Ji Nanxi nodded, and then he saw Du Sizhe turn on the phone quickly, muttering: "You are handsome, a hero saves the beauty, and you can cook, so I have to pay more attention to you."

Ji Nanxi laughed.

Zhang Xianhui was already used to his appearance, shrugging his shoulders: "He is just so out of tune, you just need to get used to it."

While talking, Fan Lu came back with a serious face, and brought back bad news: "Junjie broke his leg, we have to go back."

"Ah? How could this be?"

"It's because I was careless during dance practice, and I have to go to the hospital to find out the specific situation." Several people became worried for a moment, and Fan Lu calmly comforted them as the captain, and then showed hesitation towards Ji Nanxi.

Ji Nanxi understood his worry, and nodded sincerely: "Don't worry, I won't say anything."

"That's good, thank you." After finishing speaking, several people left in a hurry.

Ji Nanxi didn't stay too long, and walked out after sitting for a while.

He didn't drive out today, playing with his mobile phone and waiting for the bus on the side of the road boredly.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, there was no bus coming. He looked up to the side of the road, and happened to see a scene where an old lady was hit by a car.

Passers-by screamed a few times, and the driver stopped the car, poked his head out, then retracted and drove away.

Ji Nanxi took down the license plate and hurried to the scene of the accident.

Passers-by were afraid of causing trouble, so they dared not go up to check on the situation of the old man.

"Help, call the emergency number!" Ji Nanxi squeezed in from the crowd, and the old lady fell to the ground with a small pool of blood dripping from her head.