Chapter 27: Number twenty seven

Chapter Twenty Seven
Shen Li’s food tastes a bit spicy, and he likes Sichuan food the most. When he ate at Song Yi’s house, Zhao Hongyan fried pork with chili every day, boiled fish, spicy chicken shreds, Song Yi’s ability to eat spicy food was not good, and his mouth was bubbling during that time. , Zhao Hongyan still enjoys fried chili.
It is still the same today. The sweet and delicious scent of the cake in the living room is mixed with the pungent smell of chili. It is nondescript. Song Yi opened the window to let the air out. When the wind blows outside, the spicy smell hits his face. He can't help but hit a little Little sneeze.
Gu Xingchuan looked away from Shen Li, glanced at him, frowned, pressed the corners of his lips bluntly, raised the sleeves of his sweater neatly, got up and walked into the kitchen.
After a while, Zhao Hongyan took off his apron and came out, rubbing his hands in embarrassment, "Xiao Gu wants to cook, let's try his craft."
Gu Xingchuan could still cook, Song Yi was surprised, she couldn't tell, she didn't look like someone who could cook.
While Gu Xingchuan was away, Shen Li closed the cake box quickly and quickly. Although this thing was delicious, anyone who tried to eat it would be greasy. He took a sip of the tea and looked at the kitchen. He smiled and touched Song Yi’s. Shoulder, "Have you eaten Gu Xingchuan's food?"
Song Yi had never seen Gu Xingchuan holding a spatula, and shook his head honestly.
"I've seen him cook in a variety show, and he cooks everything I like to eat." Shen Li lowered his head and smiled softly, whispering softly, "I never thought he would learn to cook for me."
Song Yi Wenwen smiled, feeling very depressed, squeezed Shen Li's side cheek, unwilling to admit defeat, "I will let you craft someday."
"Okay, I really have a good taste!" Shen Li smiled with emotion.
Gu Xingchuan was so busy in the kitchen, how could he watch them here "you are my love", leaned on the door frame and glanced at the two of them, Nunu's chin, "Song Yi, you are quite free to help me wash dish."
Anyway, you can't let Song Yi and Shen Li sit together.
Song Yi worked consciously and swiftly. After all, Gu Xingchuan was a guest and came to his house from far away. He, the master, could never sit idle, and there was no such way of hospitality.
The cooker hood was turned on in the kitchen, and the taste of the pepper was very weak. Song Yi washed a handful of lettuce and took it to the chopping board and cut it carefully.
When buying this house, the surrounding area and large terrace were important to him. Although the kitchen was smaller, Song Yi usually ate outside, so he would regret it if he didn't need it.
In a narrow space, two slender men can touch each other's limbs with just one movement. Song Yi could chop vegetables motionlessly, but Gu Xingchuan moved around, occasionally rubbing his arms against Song Yi's ass. , Song Yi was frightened.
In the living room, Shen Li didn't know what to chat with Zhao Hongyan, and the two laughed.
In Song Yi's impression, Zhao Hongyan seldom smiled at him like that. He has always been very serious and old-fashioned. Even if Song Yi was the first in the exam, he never gave a good face, and occasionally a handful of smiles came over.
Thinking of this, Song Yi let out a "hiss" and looked down, the kitchen knife didn't notice that it cut to the side of the ring finger and broke a small mouth.
Gu Xingchuan turned his head and caught sight of his bleeding ring finger, frowning unhappy, "Why are you so stupid?"
"I didn't pay attention." Song Yi pulled a few pieces of kitchen paper to wipe the blood from his hands. Gu Xingchuan grabbed his wrist, lowered his head and pulled it to the side of his lips, and stretched out his warm lips to curl the blood. Sucking like a vampire.
His expression was focused, the bones of his profile were distinct, and his curled eyelashes flickered with his breath, as if he was doing something for granted.
Song Yi's head was dumbfounded, her fingers felt soft and moist tongue, her heartbeat slowed for a while, she forgot to pull her hand back, and asked blankly, "What are you doing?"
"Help you stop the bleeding." Gu Xingchuan let go of his hand, turned around and looked at the dishes in the pot casually, picked up the salt bottle, and asked calmly, "Do you eat more salt?"
Song Yi regained his strength and rushed under the faucet, and glanced at the living room through the sliding door. Shen Li and Zhao Hongyan were chatting in full swing, and no one noticed the episode in the kitchen.
"Just put it anywhere, I don't pick it." Song Yi picked up the kitchen knife and cut a piece of lettuce, feeling strangely uncomfortable, adding, "Don't do this in the future."
Gu Xingchuan glanced at the back of his furry head, the smell of blood faintly remained in his mouth, his tongue rolled around, and he tasted it carefully, unfinished. .
The speed of the two people in the kitchen was very fast. It didn't take long for a table of dishes to be assembled. Song Yi realized that it was too vegetarian when it was placed on the table, just like the fasting people in the temple ate.
On one side are fried shrimps and green tofu, on the other side are radish ribs and zucchini scrambled eggs. Looking at the green table, you can't even see a chili.
Zhao Hongyan glanced at Gu Xingchuan strangely, and Gu Xingchuan sat at the table for himself, "It's hot, eat something light."
Although Song Yi felt sorry for Shen Li, he was still very happy. At least he was not guilty of the crime. Otherwise, Zhao Hongyan would fry a table of peppers, and his mouth could not stand it.
Shen Li glanced at Gu Xingchuan thoughtfully, biting a chopstick on his cheek, his cheeks bulging, "Thank you for your willingness to cook for me today."
Gu Xingchuan glanced at him indifferently, and the corner of his mouth raised, "Don't be grateful, you can thank me for eating more."
Shen Li frowned slightly, picked up the bowls and chopsticks to eat silently, looking dull and pitiful.
Zhao Hongyan smacked his lips, and exclaimed as he ate, "Xiao Gu's craftsmanship is really good. It is rare for young people to cook."
"Auntie laughed, I only know these few dishes." Gu Xingchuan took a sip of water and ate slowly, "I learned it specially for variety shows before, and it's not as good as my aunt's cooking skills."
Song Yi's chopsticks stagnated, and she glanced at the unhappy Shen Li, feeling a little strange.
Holding Song Yi's eyes, Shen Li didn't change his face and couldn't eat the light meal on the table. He put down his chopsticks in surprise, and whispered, "Song Yi, I'm full."
"If you are full, go for a walk." Gu Xingchuan didn't raise his head, his tone of affection said, "The cake is very high in calories. You ate twice as much carbs today. Go out for two hours and come back."
Shen Li slumped his mouth pitifully, Song Yi was about to laugh, let a soft omega run for two hours, Gu Xingchuan could also think of it, but he was really straight.
"Don't listen to him, take a rest, and I will take you home at night." Song Yi calmly patted Shen Li's back.
Shen Li nodded obediently, glanced at the green dishes on the table, and curled his lips. .
Song Yi took a rest for a few days, and made an appointment for Liu Zhenzhen to talk about the termination of the contract. Liu Zhenzhen was reluctant to give up, but Song Yi had decided to leave. She had to reluctantly agree, and the time for the two was eleven o'clock.
Song Yi changed into a straight suit. He buttoned his trousers and found that the buttons were a little tight. Recently, he seemed to be a little fatter. This dangerous signal made Song Yi a big enemy. As an actor, he was afraid of getting fat. Ten catties.
Song Yi took precautions, found out her fitness card, and booked a few private lessons.
When he arrived at Liu Zhenzhen's office, Song Yi and her began to discuss the termination of the contract. Liu Zhenzhen did not give up and offered a bunch of conditions for retention, but Song Yi refused one by one.
In the end, Liu Zhenzhen was almost crying, and he was really reluctant to bear this rare entertainer, but he was so heartbroken that Liu Zhenzhen signed the contract termination agreement with a sad face.
Song Yi got back the three-year sales agreement, and suddenly felt relaxed and relieved.
He came out of Liu Zhenzhen’s office and pressed the elevator floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, Song Yi saw two majestic bodyguards, wearing stiff black suits and sunglasses. If it weren’t for a different skin color, they looked like black people. .
In the elevator, besides the bodyguard, there was also a middle-aged man, in his forty-year-old appearance, well-maintained, wearing a gray casual suit, with good-looking features, he glanced at Song Yi, lowered his jaw and smiled slightly.
This action is very simple, courtesy in place, with the courtesy of a superior, but unconsciously humble, at first glance, it is the kind of big man who stands in the cloud and is used to giving orders.
Song Yi was neither humble nor arrogant, and smiled in return, walked into the elevator, and pressed the button on the next floor.
The man looked at his upright back, his eyes thoughtful.
Song Yi walked out of the hall and saw a familiar figure in the lounge area.
Gu Xingchuan rarely wears formal clothes, and his loose and fluffy hair has been sprayed with hairspray, which weakens the original fashionable taste and looks mature.
Usually like a boy, this will be like a man.
The middle-aged man walked straight to Gu Xingchuan and sat on the opposite sofa. As soon as the man sat down, the bodyguard on the side bends down and respectfully handed over the cigar. The other bodyguard took out a lighter and lit his cigarette carefully, full of style, like a godfather. .
Song Yi guessed the identity of the man, but he didn't expect that Gu Xingchuan's father looked so young, and it would be difficult to connect with the financial tycoon who smashed Wall Street.
Gu Shaoyuan beckoned, and a bodyguard listened to the command with his ears close to the face, and looked at Song Yi's position frequently. After listening to Gu Shaoyuan's words, he strode over.
"Hello, the chairman wants to invite you to lunch together, I wonder if you are free"
Song Yi was taken aback, her eyes brightened, and nodded with a smile, "This is my honor."
Regardless of Gu Xingchuan's relationship, it is a great honor to be able to eat with a commercial giant like Gu Shaoyuan. It is a dream of many males.
On the other side, Gu Xingchuan turned his head to look at Song Yi, and then at Gu Shaoyuan, with a touch of triumph, "How is it?"
Gu Shaoyuan nodded in satisfaction, saying, "Yes."
"What does it mean?" Gu Xingchuan wanted to take some nice words from his mouth.
Gu Shaoyuan took a sip of his cigar, looked at Song Yi, smiled and said, "I have seen the most reliable person among your friends."
He has seen too many people in the business field, and he knows the level of each other at first glance.
In just ten seconds of contact with the elevator, Gu Shaoyuan clearly understood that this so-called son’s friend was bold and knowledgeable, and was not an ordinary person.
Ordinary people would choose to wait when they saw the two bodyguards, or go into the elevator and look around, their eyes drifted, and they couldn't get into the big scene.
Gu Xingchuan hugged his arms and smiled contentedly, "He is not only reliable, you will know later."
Gu Shaoyuan glanced at him, then looked at Song Yi, shook his head slightly, and sighed.
The dining room is set in a western restaurant of Star Entertainment Company. The environment is elegant, with small bridges and flowing water. Bach’s piano music is elegant and beautiful. The waiter in white shirt and black trousers opened the way for Song Yi, leading Song Yi to the quiet of the last table. Place.
Gu Shaoyuan hadn't arrived yet, Gu Xingchuan was ordering food with his tablet, and looked up at Song Yi, "What do you want to eat?"
Song Yi reported a few dishes he wanted to eat, concise, lively, and unambiguous. Gu Xingchuan quickly placed the order, feeling quite clear.
He remembered that he had his birthday back in high school, and invited his classmates to a high-end western restaurant in the Imperial Capital. The whole class came, but Song Yi did not come. He was not happy all day.
In addition, when ordering food, Shen Li whipped up again. He wanted this one for a while and didn’t want this for a while. He was picky. Ten minutes passed and ordered three. Gu Xingchuan thought that if he was with such a person. Together, it is better to find a rope to understand yourself.
It's all right now, at least he and Song Yi have the same pace of life.
When Gu Shaoyuan came, the dishes were almost ready. Shi Shiran sat diagonally opposite Song Yi, sitting side by side with Gu Xingchuan.
"I didn't expect you to be Xingchuan's classmate." Gu Shaoyuan smiled mildly, glanced at Gu Xingchuan, and asked jokingly: "Is the little never bullied you at school?"
No matter what, you can't scold someone's son in front of Lao Tzu. It's one thing for Lao Tzu to scold him. Is it a big idiot to follow others.
Song Yi smiled and shook her head, "No, Xingchuan is very righteous, never bullies classmates, and often helps me."
For example, help him draw Mimi on the cover of the homework book, for example, help him to throw ink on the school uniform, or for example, when checking the carrying condition of controlled knives in the school, put a third-level disc in his schoolbag.
Gu Shaoyuan was very helpful and smiled, "He is also very righteous, his mother is too used to him, such a big person, like a stunned young man, everything depends on her own will.
Song Yi smiled lightly, and supported the frame of the glasses. "The heart of a child is the most rare, which shows that Mr. Gu, your family education is good."
No matter what he thought in his heart, and the words were beautiful enough, Gu Shaoyuan couldn't find the fault. He admired Song Yi for his flexible head, but he didn't know what his family was like. He thought about it and asked, "What is your business?"
Song Yi truthfully confessed that Zhao Hongyan was a nurse in the hospital. As for the dead father, he used to be a worker, and the imperial capital could no longer be an ordinary family.
The more Gu Xingchuan heard what was wrong, he frowned, "You ask him what he does."
Gu Shaoyuan glanced at him and snorted softly, "Look at people, and then you."
Gu Xingchuan glanced at Song Yi and deliberately misinterpreted Gu Shaoyuan's mockery, "I think he is pretty good."
Gu Shaoyuan was speechless, and shook his head helplessly.
There was a dish on the table which was the signature lobster with lemon butter sauce. Gu Xingchuan took a bite, hissed slightly, and put down his fork.
Gu Xingchuan touched his thin lower lip, and Gu Shaoyuan saw a crack in his lips. It had been a few days since he had just touched the lemon, and it cracked again.
Gu Shaoyuan glared at him, "How did you do this?"
If Gu Xingchuan had nothing to do with his expression, Song Yi really wanted to bury his head in the table, to let Gu Shaoyuan know that he bit him, and he really wanted to find a place to bury himself.
"It was bitten." Gu Xingchuan smiled wildly, and said casually: "The puppy bit."
Gu Shaoyuan swept over the composure Song Yi, and sighed in his heart, "If you have someone outside, bring it back for me and your mother to meet, and your mother is looking forward to having a baby for her to play with."
Gu Xingchuan frowned, "You give birth to one yourself."
"If we can still live, what do we want you to do" Gu Shaoyuan said angrily.
Gu Xingchuan's brow furrowed even more tightly. It would be impossible for him to give birth to a baby if he didn't have enough to play.
After eating, Gu Shaoyuan rushed back to the company and asked Gu Xingchuan to send Song Yi home, and Song Yi enjoyed another luxury car pick-up treatment.
The male has Mu Qiang's genes in his bones, and he doesn't have much contact with Gu Shaoyuan, but Song Yi admires Gu Shaoyuan very much. It is not easy for a man to do such a big business after he has worked abroad for many years.
He somewhat envied Gu Xingchuan. It was not his family background, but the atmosphere of equal communication between his father and his mother, which was very harmonious and comfortable.
Song Yi can earn money and status, but other than that, he can't get other things.
He and Zhao Hongyan only have a relationship of dependence and being dependent. Zhao Hongyan doesn't care what he thinks or what he wants. It only cares whether Song Yi gives herself a face or embarrassment.
As he drove, Gu Xingchuan looked at him dim, and asked softly, "What are you thinking?"
"What do you want to eat at night." Song Yi said casually without turning her face.
Gu Xingchuan glanced at him, holding the steering wheel, and looking ahead intently, "My dad admires you very much. If you continue to work with Star Entertainment, you can get a Grade A contract."
"I will consider it carefully." Song Yi needs to make a good career plan.
Gu Xingchuan curled his lips, "I have investigated all of the more popular studios in the circle now. Jiang Bai has the best resources, but Jiang Bai has too many actors with old qualifications, and you are not suitable for this kind of rising period."
"Hua Le has been in the limelight in recent years, and the studio's new media trend is very accurate. The advantage is the hype ability and the control of public opinion. The disadvantage is that the resources can not keep up, and the plays that have been signed for a few years can not be ranked."
"Blue Entertainment is relatively good with Chinese music resources, but there are people on Blue Entertainment's top artists, and Blue Entertainment's treasures are on him, so I don't recommend you to go."
"You are quite knowledgeable" Song Yi looked at him with admiration.
Gu Xingchuan snorted, "I have known them before you cancel the contract. If you want to go, Huale is the first choice. I know their boss well and can cover you."
"I'll consider it carefully." Song Yi was very grateful. Although Gu Xingchuan's words were still annoying, he was still very sincere.
Song Yi didn't let Gu Xingchuan drive into the community. The Bugatti's face clearly stated that I was super rich, so I was just a robber. It was too blatant.
When he got home, he opened the door and the voices were full of voices. The house was like a Chinese New Year. All three aunts and six wives came. The living room was full of people. The melon seeds were thrown on the ground. The wooden floor was covered with gray footprints. A child runs around.
Song Yi pretended not to see the footprints on the ground, picked up the child on the ground, patted her butt, and smiled: "They grow very fast, they are all this big."
Zhao Hongyan sat in the crowd with a happy smile, "Song Yi, do you remember the beta I told you last time?"
Song Yi was taken aback, remembering that there was something like that. Last time Zhao Hongyan mentioned a beta in the car, but he directly rejected it.
Zhao Hongyan didn't notice his expression, and said with a smile: "I went to your aunt's house today, and I just ran into him. I called to have a meal at home and you meet."
"..."
Song Yi's head hurts for a while, and a whistling voice came from behind, "Hello, this is Xiao Yuan."
Song Yi twisted his neck, a handsome beta, who reached Song Yi's shoulder, the moment he saw Song Yi, his eyes lit up and he swallowed his saliva involuntarily.
Song Yi smiled politely, and evaded away, "Xiao Yuan, hello, sorry, I have no time to eat with you today, my friend is waiting for me downstairs."
"What are you doing?" Zhao Hongyan was dissatisfied with the attitude of resisting, "Isn't this what you asked for?"
Song Yi lied without blinking, and smiled calmly, "Mom, I have dinner in the afternoon, come back to get something, and we will have a family dinner in the next day."
He could not fault his attitude, but only Zhao Hongyan knew that Song Yi was really angry. Although she did not understand why Song Yi was angry, she was very afraid of her son being angry.
Zhao Hongyan's tone softened suddenly, "You pay attention to safety and come back early in the evening."
Song Yi went out without looking back. Six o'clock in the evening happened to be the time after school and get off work. People in the community came and went in an endless stream.
He took out his mobile phone and looked through it. Although he had many friends, it was not appropriate to find anyone. In his situation, others couldn't understand it, and secondly he made a fool of himself.
Song Yi couldn't think of where she should go for refuge.
He rarely had such a lonely moment, standing in the most familiar place without knowing where to go.
Song Yi took a deep breath, stroked his hair, and walked out of the community, planning to spend an afternoon in a cafe.
The black Bugatti still parked at the gate of the community, and the surrounding cars gave way and parked alone in the middle parking space.
He seemed to have seen Song Yi, the car lights flashed a few times like blinking eyes, and Song Yi moved over.
The window slowly lowered, and Gu Xingchuan leaned his elbow on the edge of the window, "Why are you back?"
Song Yi refused to answer, and asked calmly: "Why are you still here?
"Listen to the song." Gu Xingchuan spit out three words calmly, looking up and down Song Yi.
Song Yi was still wearing the morning suit and shirt, but without the jacket and tie, the simple white shirt looked refreshing and clean, but... Gu Xingchuan knew that Song Yi loves to pay attention to dressing like this when going out, that must have happened unexpectedly at home.
He opened the door of the co-pilot, raised his eyebrows, "Let's go, let you play."
"Where to go?" Song Yi sat in the co-pilot, bowed her head and fastened her seat belt.
He can go anywhere, as long as he is not at home.
The corner of Gu Xingchuan's mouth twitched, and his eyes swept viciously over him, "Is he going to open the room"
Song Yi glanced at him calmly, raised his chin, "Find a bar, I want to drink a few drinks."
Just as Gu Xingchuan was about to refuse altogether, Song Yizheng's face turned pale, and with a few quick movements, he unfastened his seat belt, jumped out of the car, and bent down for a while retching.
Although I didn't spit out anything inside, the nausea felt like a shadow.
"You are sick" Gu Xingchuan handed over the mineral water in the car.
Song Yi gargles, there is no blood on her white face, she looks pitiful, "It's okay, it's been like this recently."