QWAPMP Chapter 41
by VolareIt was midnight. Song Xi was curled up in the blanket, listening to the continuous sound of water coming from the bathroom. He carefully loosened his fingers covering his mouth, breathing heavily, his face unusually red.
After finishing the cold shower, the heat on his body hadn’t subsided. Yan Ye’s clear eyes gradually darkened. Finally, he simply turned off the showerhead, pulled a bath towel around his waist, and opened the bathroom door to go out.
Seeing the small mound under the quilt, Yan Ye had just approached when he heard Song Xi’s cautious voice calling him, “Yan Ye…”
The young man called out softly, only daring to hide under the quilt. His toes exposed outside the quilt were curled up, as if he was enduring something.
It seemed the reason for his body’s heat tonight had been found. Yan Ye sat on the edge of the bed, his back to the small mound on the bed. Just as he was planning to give him a lesson to make Song Xi remember, a fair arm was placed on his shoulder at some point.
Song Xi’s body was wrapped in the quilt. He knelt behind Yan Ye, his body uncontrollably pressing against his back. He was so hot, and he wanted to hug this person so much.
“Yan… President Yan,” Song Xi stammered, his voice sounding pathetic, his movements clumsy yet suggestive.
He rested his chin on Yan Ye’s shoulder, his hot breath spraying onto the man’s face. His alluring red lips parted and closed, calling out the name of the man in front of him who remained unmoved.
His sleep robe slipped from his shoulder, revealing a expanse of fair skin. The two small red beans on his chest intentionally or unintentionally brushed against Yan Ye’s back.
Yan Ye raised his hand and, as if bestowing a favor, patted the furry head on his shoulder, his voice calm, “Where did the medicine come from?”
The Book of Reincarnation only stated the male supporting character had used medicine three times. What was this fourth time?
And… in the two times the medicine was successfully administered, how did the male supporting character always fall victim himself? Yan Ye didn’t understand. Of course, he wouldn’t have thought someone administering medicine would get affected first.
Song Xi’s mind was still clear, and he knew administering medicine was wrong, so he bit his lip in silence.
He waited for a long time, but Yan Ye only kept patting his head, taking no further action.
Song Xi finally couldn’t hold back and confessed, “I bought it from someone at a bar before.”
Yan Ye seemed to reward him, turning back to kiss him on the forehead, “Who did you buy it for?”
Song Xi’s eyes brightened for just a moment, then were startled by this question, making him shiver. If he told the truth, would President Yan leave him?
Song Xi lowered his head. He didn’t answer, and Yan Ye didn’t take the next step.
It felt like the two of them could just sit like this until morning.
Because Song Xi couldn’t bear the feeling of wanting it in his body, he raised a pair of wronged, reddened eyes to look at Yan Ye, “For Meng Zhou.”
Afraid Yan Ye would misunderstand, he quickly added, “But I didn’t give it to him.”
Now it was Yan Ye’s turn to be surprised. Song Xi’s medicine wasn’t given to the male lead Meng Zhou, so who had administered the medicine that day?
“Do you believe me?” Song Xi asked in a muffled voice.
Yan Ye didn’t immediately express his stance or speak. Instead, he hugged him back and said in a low, seductive voice next to his ear, “I don’t want to move tonight. Can you do it yourself?”
Song Xi froze for a second. Because of this sentence, his ears were so red they looked like they were bleeding.
He tremblingly untied Yan Ye’s bath towel. When he saw that powerful object was already erect, his cheeks flushed red, and he didn’t dare to look the man on the bed in the eye.
Song Xi sat on Yan Ye’s body, nervously taking off his sleep robe, revealing his alluring body. He gently leaned down, then shyly lowered his head, bringing the small red beans on his chest to Yan Ye’s lips.
Song Xi was bold, passionate, and easily shy. As soon as his red beans were bitten, he closed his eyes, not daring to look. Moans came intermittently from between his lips. When he dared to open his eyes, he covered them with one hand, only daring to peek through the gaps between his fingers at the man’s cold yet charming face in front of him.
He didn’t drink much wine last night. Song Xi looked at the man while sober for the first time and realized for the first time that in this situation, this person’s expression was cold, completely lacking his usual gentleness.
However, this kind of President Yan still made his heart flutter.
The plot on the Book of Reincarnation had long been changed by him. Yan Ye couldn’t predict what would happen next, for example, now…
The morning sun shone through the window onto the young man’s fair back. The white quilt covered the young man’s slender waist. A furry head was resting on a broad shoulder.
Song Xi was woken up by his phone ringing. As he reached for the phone while half-asleep, someone was one step faster than him.
Song Xi couldn’t reach the phone and mumbled something. In a daze, he wanted to sleep a bit more. The next second, he heard a voice from beside him.
A low, hoarse voice, as if just woken up, said, “Hello, who is it?”
Song Xi completely opened his eyes. His first reaction wasn’t to grab the phone, but to look at the man in front of him who was answering the call with his eyes closed.
At the Song family villa, Song Mother, who had just finished breakfast, secretly called her son to avoid her husband. She didn’t expect a strange man to answer the phone. Song Mother was stunned for a moment before asking, “Who are you? Why do you have Song Xi’s phone?”
The man on the other end of the phone still sounded half-asleep, but his answer made Song Mother freeze in place, “His man.”
“What nonsense are you talking about? Is Song Xi there? Let him answer the phone,” Song Mother said anxiously, seemingly stimulated.
This morning, the Song family was having breakfast. The maid, as usual, delivered a newspaper. Song Mother was a woman who usually paid attention to maintenance, so when she saw a newspaper about Baosen, she picked it up to take a look. When she saw that Baosen had announced their spokesperson was her son, she was truly surprised.
Baosen was a product under Yan’s group. Song Mother was happy for him that her son could get this endorsement. She then shared the news with her husband who was having breakfast next to her.
Song Father glanced at it, snorted, and didn’t forget to mock his wife, “Did you forget how he talked to you last time? What are you happy for him about?”
Song Mother’s expression paused for a moment, then she smiled, “As a mother, how can I hold grudges against my own son? Besides, although Song Xi isn’t as promising as his younger brother, he now has some ambition. Otherwise, how could he get an endorsement under Yan’s?”
Song Father snorted again, put down his chopsticks, and said he was going to the company.
As soon as her husband left, Song Mother made this call to Song Xi.
Yan Ye wanted to sleep a little longer. They had been up too late last night. Hearing the sound, he returned the phone to Song Xi, and incidentally helped pull the quilt up around Song Xi’s waist.
Song Xi was lying on Yan Ye. He was still a bit confused when he took the phone. When he heard the female voice on the other end, he knew who it was!
Song Xi didn’t speak immediately. The other side asked, “Is that Song Xi?”
Song Xi replied softly but clearly, “Yes.”
A simple word, but it was enough to show that he wasn’t very keen on taking this person’s call.
“Song Xi, Mom saw you signed the Baosen endorsement, congratulations,” Song Mother’s voice was gentle, yet it seemed to be suppressing something.
Song Xi turned down the phone volume because he didn’t want to leave a certain someone’s body. Even his voice when replying was deliberately lowered, “Thank you.”
He didn’t know what to say. The man was still asleep. Song Xi didn’t want to wake him up and just hoped this call would end soon.
“Song Xi, if you encounter any difficulties, you still have the Song family. Don’t ever…” Song Mother couldn’t finish her sentence here. She felt it was hard to say. How could her son do something like this!
She had heard from her sisters before that many artists in the entertainment industry would go to any lengths, selling themselves for resources.
Song Mother was afraid her son was like them.
Song Xi lay on Yan Ye’s chest, his ear pressed tightly against the position of his heart, listening to the heartbeat, his voice slow, “Don’t what?”
“Song Xi, please don’t make Mom spell it out, okay? If you encounter any difficulties outside, come home, apologize to your father, and your father and brother will help you. With our family’s strength, it’s no problem to make you thrive in that circle,” Song Mother’s voice was gentle, but every word stung Song Xi’s heart.
When he first entered the entertainment industry, he was stood up, blackmailed with fabricated stories, and lacked resources, yet the Song family never said they would help him.
But now, when he seemed to lack nothing, the Song family wanted to help him.
Song Xi still couldn’t understand this woman who gave birth to him but didn’t seem to love him much. He was silent for a long while before calmly saying, “No need.”
Song Xi unilaterally ended the call. Before he could put the phone down, a large hand pressed his head, “Sleep a bit more.”
Yan Ye said this and then fell silent. Song Xi rubbed his head against his palm, “Okay.”
The day after Baosen’s official announcement, artists who had previously worked with Song Xi came to his Weibo to gain popularity and show goodwill.
Qiao Xin looked carefully one by one. After looking for a long time, he found that except for Ning Keran and her boyfriend Mo Xu, who had supported Song Xi before, the other artists were not familiar with him, not even to the point of saying five sentences.
In the afternoon, Xu Xuecai tagged Song Xi on Weibo. Qiao Xin opened it and found that the Luosha Decree that Xu Xuecai had previously retweeted had been deleted by him. Now the Luosha Decree on her Weibo was one she had just retweeted.
At the same time, there was also the male lead actor Qu Jinghong, who hadn’t tagged Song Xi before.
Qiao Xin clicked his tongue as he watched, unable to help but lament, “Song Xi, look, this is reality. Only when you are popular will these people change their faces.”
Song Xi was eating a strawberry mint candy he had swiped from Yan Ye’s car, finding it ridiculous, “Aren’t they embarrassed!”
Qiao Xin shook his head, noncommittal, “That’s how this circle is. Everyone is an actor; changing faces is second nature.”
Song Xi was half-lying on the sofa scrolling on his phone, with a pillow supporting his lower back. He changed his lying position, felt uncomfortable, and rubbed his waist, which earned him a probing look from Qiao Xin.
“What did you do last night?” Qiao Xin asked directly.
Song Xi’s hand rubbing his waist paused. He smiled guiltily and changed the subject, “Do I need to reply to Xu Xuecai and Qu Jinghong’s Weibo posts?”
Qiao Xin glanced at his waist a couple more times, as if he had already guessed something, but didn’t expose it, “Do you want to retweet?”
Song Xi smiled coolly and changed from lying down to lying on his stomach, “No.”
He wasn’t a generous person. He wouldn’t eagerly try to please someone just because they showed a little goodwill, unless that person was…
Thinking of something, Song Xi suddenly buried his head in the pillow, his ears exposed outside the pillow slightly flushed.
Qiao Xin thought for a while, narrowing his eyes, “Since you don’t want to, then don’t retweet, and don’t pay attention to the two of them.”
Although Qiao Xin was an agent and needed to separate personal and professional matters at work, his heart was biased towards Song Xi, and he also wanted Song Xi to vent some anger.
Furthermore, the current Song Xi was no longer the Song Xi who had no one to back him up. His backer was more formidable than any artist in the entertainment circle.
[Author’s note]: Thank you Bald Lion for the monthly ticket ^0^
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