Chapter 1: Zhou Yili, I have nowhere to go.
In the cold, luxurious apartment, the curtains were drawn tightly, blocking out all light. A man on the bed was awakened by a ringing phone. His lean, well-defined forearm rested over his eyes.
“Zhou ge, are you awake?”
“Did you see the hot searches? Your good days are coming!”
Assistant Xiao Mo sounded excited on the other end.
Zhou Yili, still drowsy, lifted his eyelids and glanced at the screen. His Adam’s apple bobbed twice, and a cold, indifferent four words escaped his thin lips:
“None of my business.”
He didn’t even need to open the hot searches; Weibo had already pushed them to the top of his feed.
All of them were about the same person.
#Shen Jixing# [Trending]
#Shen Jixing’s Persona Collapses# [Trending]
#Shen Jixing’s Fake Identity# [Trending]
#Shen Jixing Sleeping with Male Fans Backed by a Mysterious Sugar Daddy# [Trending!]
#…………?# [Trending]
Such concise words had blown up the hot searches.
Shen Jixing, the top-tier celebrity whose popularity dominated half the Chinese entertainment industry, had a status that no one could ever shake.
It’s easy to imagine the massive impact of this negative news.
“Ge, have you heard of ‘one whale falls, all things live’?”
Xiao Mo whispered, covering his mouth. “Privately, we’ve always called Shen Yingdi the big demon king of resource monopolization!”
He grabbed all the good resources; heck, no one could even compete with him.
Who would have thought that such a sudden change would occur, that the great Shen Demon King would actually fall?
Xiao Mo, innocently, said, “The male stars in the entertainment industry can finally eat Shen Da Maowang’s leftovers!”
“…”
For a moment, it was unclear who he was mocking.
A male star in the industry coolly said, “If you can’t speak, go eat with the dogs.”
Xiao Mo, meekly, said, “Ge, I’m sorry, I was wrong.”
Zhou Yili didn’t bother to respond. His long fingers swiped coldly across the screen; the hot search square was so jammed he couldn’t even scroll.
He simply closed the backstage. “I’m not so desperate that I’d stoop to grabbing his leftovers.”
It didn’t matter to him who had targeted Shen Jixing.
Even if it was a true whale fall, with schools of fish scrambling towards the deep sea, he would never follow the current and feed on the body of that fallen man.
“Focus on your own work, less internet surfing, less gossip.”
Even though the entire entertainment industry was eating gossip.
Xiao Mo nodded obediently, “Yes, yes, Ge.”
He then hung up the phone and continued to use his twenty small accounts to jump and hop in the melon field, searching for first-hand information.
The apartment fell silent.
Stray light seeped through the cracks in the curtains. The emptiness of sleeping until dusk gave Zhou Yili a strange feeling of irritation.
He tilted his head and drank two glasses of cold water, then opened a group chat.
【z】：1
A group of good brothers, no need for further explanation, it simply meant going for drinks.
【Sheng Que】: Zhou Da Shaoye is in a bad mood again?
【z】：How did you know?
Ignoring the sarcasm between the lines, Sheng Que’s reply was sincerely earnest.
【Sheng Que】: Do you think of your good brothers when you’re in a good mood? ^_^
【z】：Not really ^_^
【Sheng Que】: Die, you dog渣男 (zhā nán – scum man)!
【Sheng Que】: [I’m standing here, it’s the world giving you the middle finger.jpg]
Zhou Yili chuckled, sliding his phone into his pants pocket and standing up.
Through the reflective background wall, he saw his outfit.
It was still the black shirt he wore for the afternoon shoot, wrinkled and rumpled; his black hair was wildly sticking up, with several strands of bleached blue hair sticking out at the top. Without the day’s careful makeup and styling, he looked like a grumpy sloth that had just woken up.
Rather disheveled.
Zhou Yili carelessly picked up his car keys and strode towards the door—
“Ding dong.”
The doorbell rang suddenly, and Zhou Yili paused.
His long eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the closed door a meter away.
This apartment was his undisclosed address, even his assistant didn’t know it.
Who was it?
The doorbell only rang once; the person, getting no response, turned to leave.
Suddenly, with a “whoosh,” the door was violently pulled open, hitting the inner wall with a soft thud.
Shen Jixing looked up at him.
The man leaned against the door, arms crossed, seemingly surprised to see him, the corners of his eyebrows raised slightly in a playful smile. “Oh, a rare guest?”
His tone was lazy and irritating.
Unexpectedly, Shen Jixing simply hummed in response.
This top-tier celebrity, known for monopolizing resources, always possessed an extraordinary composure and an inhumanly cold and arrogant demeanor.
He spoke slowly, “Zhou Yili, I have nowhere to go.”
Even the words expressing weakness and helplessness were spoken by him in an indifferent tone.
Zhou Yili chuckled, “Oh, and then?”
As if unaware of his temper, Shen Jixing said coldly, “Let me stay for a while.”
“Why?”
The man’s eyes twinkled with laughter, but his eyes were dark and deep, full of bluntness and sarcasm.
Not aimed at the hot searches, but at him personally.
Shen Jixing’s eyebrows finally moved subtly; after a moment, he returned to his usual cold and frosty demeanor.
“Didn’t you say that if I ever had nowhere to go, I could always come find you?”
The cold, calm voice stated calmly.
But it stirred something in Zhou Yili; the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
To be fair, Zhou Yili was usually relaxed and smiling, appearing approachable, but his bone structure was excellent, and when he frowned, his features became sharp and wild.
Quite frightening.
Shen Jixing felt that he wanted to fight him.
The thought seemed absurd.
He decided not to upset him any further, “If not, then…”
“Hahaha—”
Suddenly, Zhou Yili let out a muffled laugh.
Even his upright shoulders shook; the black diamond on his earlobe reflected the light, as if he had heard a funny joke.
He looked at him with a carefree and playful sneer.
“The person who smashed a bottle on my head, leaving me bleeding and almost dead, dares to show up in front of me?”
“Saying he wants to stay in my house and sleep in my bed.”
It seemed like the ultimate humiliation; Zhou Yili became angry, and then he laughed.
He took a step forward.
Shen Jixing calmly and cautiously retreated, “Calm down.”
He always had a calm composure, as if even if he angered Zhou Yili to death the next second, he would only bend down to pinch his human acupoint and say:
Your psychological resilience is too poor.
Zhou Yili’s shirt was disheveled, his slightly open collar revealing half of his collarbone, his whole body exuding extreme aggression.
Like a wild beast slowly approaching its delicious prey.
“Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you, baby?”
“…”
His back pressed against the wall; Shen Jixing had nowhere to retreat.
The ordeal had made him feel exhausted.
He had left the event midway; the scene was crowded, his home and company were completely surrounded, everyone eager to get something out of him.
He had nowhere to go.
Shen Jixing closed his eyes gently, hiding those cold and arrogant light eyes; his overly delicate face seemed slightly weak and fragile.
Isn’t he very capable? Very powerful?
Doesn’t he look down on everyone, and doesn’t anyone catch his eye?
Zhou Yili pondered his eyelashes.
Finally, those eyes slowly opened, like the bottom of a still lake, calmly looking at him.
He whispered, “I don’t know who else to turn to; I don’t have any friends.”
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Baby, come find me, I’ll be your friend!!!!!!! (
Cold and arrogant beautiful actor receiver × Crazy arrogant younger rock singer attacker
Probably a short entertainment industry reunion short story HE little sweet story～(?) First new attempt, exaggerated and illogical writing style, let yourself go, no need for scrutiny 😀
Jiao Jiao is here to accompany the babies through autumn～