“Then… do I need to be a little more sincere?”
A laughing voice swept into Chu Yinlong’s auricle.
Chu Yinlong shook his head abruptly, raised his hand to cover his ears, and ducked to the side.
Seeing Jiang Dao’s face full of teasing, he reprimanded sternly: “Tsk! Don’t learn these bad things!”
Jiang Dao’s tongue quickly flicked over the tips of his canines: “You don’t need to buy me a car. I still have some savings, and I don’t need your support.”
Seeing Chu Yinlong’s brows wrinkling, he quickly added: “I don’t need anything high-end. Since I may drive up the mountain in the future, an SUV of about 100,000 yuan is enough. I saw one just now that wasn’t bad. When those two are gone, can you help me ask if there are any available?”
After a sigh of relief, Chu Yinlong nodded: “Alright.”
…
Two hours later, Jiang Dao excitedly fixed the temporary license plate to the window of his new vehicle. Chu Yinlong was worried about Jiang Dao driving by himself, so he called his assistant to come and drive his car away, while he himself went to serve as Jiang Dao’s co-pilot.
All the way back to the downstairs of the apartment, Jiang Dao looked at Chu Yinlong excitedly: “How is it? My driving skills aren’t bad, right?”
Chu Yinlong was silent.
For a moment, he sighed: “Okay, you definitely won’t be afraid of my driving.”
Jiang Dao’s driving is much scarier than his. If his driver’s license didn’t show the date of issuance and his birthday, he would’ve suspected that Jiang Dao was probably an old hand with more than 30 years of experience given how he drove as fast as possible under the speed limit.
Jiang Dao smiled and glanced at the time: “It’s already two o’clock… Are you hungry? Why don’t you come upstairs for lunch? My cooking is pretty good.”
The two returned to the apartment together, and Jiang Dao went to the kitchen to cook.
Standing in the familiar room, Chu Yinlong looked around and found that Jiang Dao had not made any changes to the place. The only thing that was replaced was the bedding. He didn’t even take out the sundries, but kept them with his luggage in the corner.
He knew that not making changes isn’t Jiang Dao being thoughtful, but that he doesn’t regard this place as “home”. It’s like a hotel to him – one which he can leave at any time without any nostalgia.
Chu Yinlong sighed inwardly, sat on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Lu Zhengrong.
“I bumped into Qin Xiao today. He seems to have a same-sex lover beside him. Do most people know about this?”
After a while, Lu Zhengrong sent a string of ellipses.
Then a message followed: “I don’t know. He used to have a lot of lovers, but this is the first time I’ve heard about a same-sex lover. He hid deeply enough! Oh yes, he just got engaged two months ago. He’s quite brave to go out with his lover at this time.”
Engaged? Seeing this news, Chu Yinlong’s mouth twitched.
He didn’t hide at all in front of Lu Zhengrong: “Do you know his fiancée? Such a big event, you didn’t tell me?”
Lu Zhengrong wondered: “Why are you staring at Qin Xiao all of a sudden? Trying to catch his handle? Didn’t you hate doing these things the most before?”
Chu Yinlong replied confidently, “Revenge.”
Lu Zhengrong sent a smirk, followed by, “Is it because of Xiao Dao?”
Before Chu Yinlong could reply, Lu Zhengrong asked again: “Do you know his lover’s name? Don’t do anything, let me ask first. Marriages in this circle don’t need an emotional basis, it’s even possible his fiancée knows about it.”
Chu Yinlong frowned, silent for a moment, and replied, “I don’t know.”
Lu Zhengrong: “That’s a pity, I can only try my best.”
Chu Yinlong: “It’s okay, I’m not in a rush.”
After a moment of silence, Lu Zhengrong said, “Okay, I’ll be a little more careful here, so don’t worry about it. You should just focus on filming. Just don’t forget to invite me for wedding wine when you’re with Xiao Dao.”
Chu Yinlong: “…”
At the same time, in the kitchen.
Jiang Dao stirred the noodles in the pot with chopsticks, picked up his mobile phone, and typed the words “Liu Yueran” into the search bar.
There was nothing valuable in the search results.
When he was registering his vehicle earlier, he deliberately kept an eye out, and saw the name written on the front page, next to the sports car – Liu Yueran. This kid is likely his brother’s lover, and the “President Qin” in the mouth of the exhibition staff should be his brother.
Jiang Dao typed the word “President Qin” into the search bar again.
The results came out quickly:
“…President Qin, the doctor found out that your wife is two months pregnant…”
“…President Qin, please restrain yourself, it has been seven times…”
“…He pushed the young President Qin pressed on the sofa and…”
What, what?
Jiang Dao frowned and stared at the phone for a long time, then silently closed the webpage.
It’s a bit tricky, and he can’t ask Chu Yinlong who the President Qin they met today is.
Even if they are half-siblings with a poor relationship, as a younger brother, it’s impossible not to know his elder brother’s name.
However, this clue is not in vain.
Sometimes seemingly useless things will come in handy at some point.
Jiang Dao closed his eyes, recalling Liu Yueran’s driver’s license number when signing earlier, and added the string of numbers into his phone’s notepad.
…
In the outskirts of Yan City, Qin Xiao, who had finished messing around, received a call in the new blue sports car.
“What’s the matter? Don’t tell me that there’s a problem in the first movie I invested in.” He snorted and touched the cheek of the boy in his arms. “I promised to arrange a role for our Xiaoran.”
Who knew what the other side said, but Qin Xiao’s eyes narrowed slightly. “What? Jiang Dao? Oh, he wants to play a role in the movie I cast? You tell Zhang Heng, if he wants to use Jiang Dao, I will withdraw the investment and let him figure it out.”
After speaking, he hung up the phone without waiting for a reply.
“Brother Qin, is there something wrong with the role?” the young man asked timidly.
“There won’t be a problem, I won’t allow it.” Qin Xiao curled the corners of his mouth confidently. “What kind of thing is he? Just a plaything. He really thinks that hugging Chu Yinlong’s thighs will make him popular? As long as he’s smart, he’ll get out of the way… Heh, after all, capital has the final say in this world.”
Hearing Qin Xiao’s words, the young man bit his lower lip lightly, his drooping eyelashes covering his confused eyes.
…
After the late lunch, Chu Yinlong collected the dishes and brought them to the kitchen to wash them.
When he returned to the living room, he saw that Jiang Dao had just hung up his phone.
“What are your plans for the afternoon?” Chu Yinlong asked.
“It’s nothing, just idling.” Jiang Dao put down his phone. “Director Zhang called just now and said that the role is gone.” The other party’s words were quite polite, but the core meaning was clear.
“Director Zhang?” Chu Yinlong looked pensive. “He won’t give you the role in his criminal investigation film?”
“Yeah, I don’t know what happened.” Jiang Dao shrugged indifferently, not showing much sadness over the lost role. “It may be due to the scandal some time ago, and he worries the movie will be affected.”
Chu Yinlong smiled, but immediately felt that it was not good to be too happy, so he said sternly: “Zhang Heng is a highly regarded expert, and deserves the recognition. But he’s just too careful. He’s been in the entertainment circle all his life, but there’s never been any scandals; it seems that he’s never been touched by anyone.”
After speaking, he looked at Jiang Dao and deliberately teased: “It’s a pity you can’t film a sex scene. Are you sad?”
“No.” Jiang Dao didn’t hesitate. “I don’t really like to have physical contact with people. …However, I’m still curious.”
“Curious?” Chu Yinlong was alert, “What are you curious about?”
“When filming that kind of scene…” Jiang Dao said, moved closer to Chu Yinlong and lowered his voice. “…It really doesn’t rise? What if you can’t control it, and other actors feel it, how embarrassing is that?”
Chu Yinlong tactically cleared his throat: “No, with the help of props, it won’t get up.”
Jiang Dao suddenly said: “Oh, so… Have you ever filmed one?”
Chu Yinlong said firmly: “No. I never pick that kind of scene, I haven’t even filmed a kiss scene.”
Jiang Dao smirked.
“You haven’t ever filmed a kiss scene in 20 years, what a loss! There are so many beauties in the entertainment industry, you really missed out.”
“I don’t like beautiful women.” Chu Yinlong subconsciously defended.
Jiang Dao was stunned: “You don’t like beautiful women?”
“I, cough,” Chu Yinlong was silent for a while, and directly admitted, “I like men.”
Since Jiang Dao likes him, he doesn’t mind reassuring him.
Jiang Dao: …
Say what?
What happened to the world in this book?!
He always thought that by his side, at least Chu Yinlong and Jing Yu were straight, but Chu Yinlong actually said that he likes men? Chu Yinlong, a tough guy, a god of war, with countless female fans… actually said that he likes men?
After a moment of silence, Jiang Dao began to count with his fingers:
The original one was one, not to mention Zhou Wei and Tang Yao, the protagonists of the original book. Later there was a male model chasing Zhou Wei, um, plus the scumbag brother he met today with his little lover. There’s also Shi Lu, Li Cheng, and the original golden thigh of the original Jiang Dao in the book… Isn’t this concentration too high?
“What are you counting?” Chu Yinlong was a little nervous.
“It’s nothing,” Jiang Dao moved his fingers and shook his head with a sullen face, “I just think the world is a little crazy.”
No wonder that every time he teased Chu Yinlong, the other party was a little stiff, and sometimes his ears would flush. It turns out that it wasn’t because the other party was too innocent, but he was really… teased by him.
It seems that he can no longer be so casual.
If there’s any danger, he can’t beat Chu Yinlong now.
But…
Jiang Dao tilted his head, looked at Chu Yinlong carefully, and thought to himself:
This guy is very handsome, has a good figure, and has good physical fitness. In the world outside, there’ll be a large group of men and women willing to trade a few cans to roll with him.
In case there is a real danger, it seems… it’s not a loss?
JD: Sleeping is sleeping, who cares about love.
CYL: Ahhh, he loves me. Should I respond…?
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