Never Meeting Again In Our Next Life (Living Life Over) - Volume 2 (8)
Chapter 8 Hosting a Banquet
When Li Mo opened his eyes, he was stunned for a long time before he realized that he was not abroad, nor in the newly rented house on Qingyuan Road, but lying in a strange bedroom with low-key and luxurious furniture and decoration.
He sat up and tried to remember how he got in, until he saw the note Xia Liang left on the bedside table: [You were drunk last night. I don’t know where you live, so I took you back to my house first. It’s a villa. You will be the owner here from now on. Are you satisfied with it? Everything in the refrigerator is fresh, and there is a supermarket outside the community. Also, remember to bring your luggage here today. ]
After Li Mo finished reading, he shook his head and laughed – Xia Liang’s domineering CEO appearance concealed a soft and delicate heart that was irresistible.
Since he had promised Xia Liang to move here yesterday, Li Mo was no longer restrained. He walked out of the bedroom and walked around to get familiar with the general layout of the villa. Then he walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, thinking about what he should get for himself. What to order for breakfast.
That afternoon, Xia Liang was sitting in the office immersed in reviewing documents when a slight reminder sound suddenly came from his mobile phone. He opened his mobile phone and took a look. It was a WeChat message from Li Mo: [Mr. President, I have followed the instructions and moved my luggage. . Are you coming over for dinner tonight? I’ll cook you a sumptuous dinner to thank you for taking me in. ]
Xia Liang smiled and was about to reply when the landline rang. The secretary asked for instructions on the phone: “Mr. Xia, there is a young man named Ji Qin outside. He said he made an appointment with you to meet today.”
Xia Liang put down the phone and replied: “Let him come in.”
Not long after, the secretary led Ji Qin to open the door and walked in. He gestured in the direction of Xia Liang, then closed the door and retreated.
Xia Liang closed the document, raised her head, glanced at him, and said with a smile, “Sit down.”
Ji Qin wore casual clothes, nodded and thanked him, and sat down opposite Xia Liang in a neither humble nor overbearing manner. “I heard from Song Yan that you came to City B for an audition?” Xia Liang asked straight to the point.
”Yes.”
”Which company’s drama?”
Ji Qin didn’t expect Xia Liang to inquire in such detail, so he tried to recall for a moment and said, “It seems to be called Wangchuan Film and Television Company? I don’t remember very well. I came to the audition because the director was my former senior. He said Given our past friendship, give me an audition opportunity. If I’m suitable, I’ll stay. If I’m not, I’ll leave.”
Xia Liang saw that Ji Qin spoke very easily and didn’t seem to care about success or failure. He couldn’t help but smile and asked tentatively: “Since you are Song Yan’s cousin, why don’t you let your cousin invest in the filming, so that the male lead will be yours?” .”
”That’s so boring!” Ji Qin exclaimed, “Although I’m not famous now, I get the roles in every movie by myself. This gives me a greater sense of accomplishment. If I rely on relatives to invest in filming, even if No matter how good the photo is, I still feel uncomfortable.”
Ji Qin said, paused, and said with a smile: “What’s more, Brother Yan and I are so far apart from each other. We didn’t even meet each other a few times when we were children. If my mother hadn’t talked too much about it this time, she would have mentioned it to Mrs. Song. After saying that, I guess the Song family doesn’t even remember that a distant relative like me exists.”
Xia Liang raised his eyebrows: “Did your mother contact the Song family for you?”
”Yeah, a few days ago my mother and Mrs. Song were playing mahjong together, and they accidentally talked about me, saying that I was going to audition in City B in a few days. Mrs. Song might have helped with the audition out of good intentions. In fact, I Personally, I think it’s just an audition, so there’s no need to go through so much trouble. If you can stay on the crew, it depends on the crew’s arrangements. It’s best if the crew covers food and accommodation. If not, I can just find a place to live nearby.”
”Where’s your agent? Why didn’t you follow?”
”Our manager is too busy to take care of several artists by himself, so we don’t bother him to make a special trip for such a small matter.
Xia Liang suddenly changed his view of Ji Qin a lot, and said with a smile: “But since Song Yan has entrusted me with his care, I naturally have to do my best to be a landlord.” He looked at his watch and said, “It’s not convenient at night. Have a meal together?”
”Okay.” Ji Qin answered very readily.
Xia Liang asked him to go to the reception room for a while, then took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message back to Li Mo: [Do you mind if I bring two more people over to have a meal]
Zhou Shuo curled up on the bed and lay there for the whole day with a dejected look on his face.
When Xia Liang went out in the morning, he told Xia Liang that he was not feeling well, and Xia Liang granted him sick leave without saying a word.
But Zhou Shuo knew in his heart that he was not sick, he just couldn’t follow Xia Liang as if nothing had happened anymore.
He didn’t know what kind of demon he was possessed by, but he always felt that there was a strange fragrance on Xia Liang’s body that made him confused and confused. Even when he heard his voice, he couldn’t help but gaochao.
He originally thought it was the smell of perfume, but after Xia Liang took a bath last night, the smell did not lighten, but became stronger, and Xia Liang himself was completely unaware of it.
And thinking back carefully, when I saw Li Mo yesterday, he didn’t show anything abnormal. The only one who seemed abnormal was himself.
He could only comfort himself, maybe all this was an illusion, and when he woke up tomorrow, the illusion would disappear.
But when Xia Liang opened the door to his room this morning, he was in complete despair—the intensity of the fragrance had only increased compared to yesterday, and there was no way he could get within five steps of Xia Liang now.
In desperation, he had no choice but to go online for help. However, most people’s answers to him were about mysterious “hormonal effects”
Zhou Shuo couldn’t figure it out no matter how hard he tried, his crush on Xia Liang hadn’t been there for a day or two. If it was just because of hormones, it wouldn’t have exploded until now.
As he scrolled through the web page on his mobile phone, his interest gradually waned, he suddenly received a WeChat message from Xia Liang:? [Are you feeling better? Got it? Li Mo is hosting a family dinner in my villa, will you come?]
Zhou Shuo looked at the word “family banquet” and suddenly felt a burst of unknown jealousy in his heart. He held his breath and replied with two words: “I won’t go.” ]
