QWAPMP Chapter 24
by VolareThe next day at the breakfast table, Song Xi got angry because Song Muh Han’s father gave his driver a day off.
He slammed his chopsticks down and questioned the man at the head of the table with a soul-piercing voice, “Dad, are you sure I’m your eldest son?”
“Xi, what’s wrong?” Song Mother spoke softly, her eyes tired.
Song Xi saw her tired eyes, and the words on the tip of his tongue couldn’t come out.
He also didn’t want to say anything too harsh to this woman.
Song Xi lowered his head, deciding to just let it go.
As the head of the family, Song Father’s face sank for the first time after being slammed on the table. “If you weren’t my son, I would have told you to pack your bags and get lost a long time ago.”
“Old Song, the child is still young, don’t talk…” Song Mother was startled by her husband’s sudden serious tone.
Song Father’s anger was ignited by that sentence. He slammed the table, “Still young? He’s over twenty years old, is that still young? Why doesn’t he learn from his brother? Why can’t he be as sensible as him? What shouldn’t be said, what should be said.”
Song Xi seemed to be stimulated by his words. “Then if we are both your sons, why can Muh Han have an arranged marriage with Meng Zhou, but I can’t? I’m the older brother.”
Since he was also their son, why was everything good given to Song Muh Han, while he got nothing?
Song Muh Han, who had been mentioned by Song Father and Song Xi, finally looked up at the farce.
Song Xi’s anger also flared up at him. “What are you looking at? Am I wrong?”
Song Muh Han shook his head and calmly put down his utensils. “I’m full, I’m going to the company first. Dad, Mom, take your time eating.”
The more he acted this way, the more unreasonable and ungrateful Song Xi seemed.
Song Father pushed back his chair and got up from the dining table. “Eat what? I’m already full from being angry.”
Song Mother sighed, looked at Song Xi with a blaming expression, and got up to follow her husband.
She didn’t understand why this home was constantly in turmoil since her son was found.
Song Xi’s heart suddenly constricted at Song Mother’s look, feeling a bit uncomfortable. He looked at the table full of food, forced a strained smile on his lips, and ate the food without tasting it.
No matter how bad his mood was, Song Xi wasn’t going to starve himself. Besides, he was going to C City to film tomorrow, and he wouldn’t be able to eat such a good breakfast after today.
After eating and drinking his fill, Song Xi ran back to his room to look at the script. This was his first big drama in his life, and Song Xi didn’t want to mess it up. He actually really wanted to be famous and have his photos appear on various screens.
At night, the bar was brightly lit, with a wild dance floor. Only the private rooms were relatively quiet.
Yan Ye finished his negotiation, politely declined the other party’s request to stay, and had just left the private room with his secretary when he saw two familiar figures enter the private room next door.
“Mr. Yan?” The secretary stopped when he suddenly stopped and asked.
Near the bar counter, just as Yan Ye expected, Song Xi was also there.
Yan Ye rubbed his forehead and said to the secretary beside him, “You can get off work now. Take a taxi back first, I’ll reimburse you for the fare.”
“Okay, see you tomorrow, Mr. Yan.” The secretary nodded and left in high heels.
The second floor of the bar was all private rooms. Guests who spent over five million could get a membership card to go upstairs. The view from the second floor was quite good, allowing a clear view of everything below.
Yan Ye could spot Song Xi at a glance and guessed why he was there. It was probably related to the two people he had just seen.
Song Xi wasn’t going to give up on Meng Zhou so easily. Even after seeing Meng Zhou kiss his brother, he still wouldn’t give up and followed him here.
Watching him drink one glass after another, Yan Ye couldn’t help but think of something. The male supporting character would be joining the film crew tomorrow. If he drank this much, would his condition be good tomorrow?
Yan Ye sighed in his heart and decided not to stand by. He went down and took away the drink Song Xi had just poured.
“Who are you? Why are you snatching my drink?” Song Xi was completely drunk, his ears and cheeks flushed red.
He couldn’t hold his liquor well and got flushed easily. Yan Ye poked his forehead with his finger to prevent him from rushing over to snatch the drink.
Although Song Xi was very drunk, he still recognized who took his drink. His slender eyebrows lifted slightly. “Mr. Yan… Why are you here?”
Yan Ye put down the glass, asked the bartender for a glass of plain water, and handed it to him.
Song Xi shook his head. “I want to drink alcohol.”
Yan Ye spoke without changing his expression as he tricked him, “This is baijiu.”
Baijiu usually has a high alcohol content. Song Xi didn’t have the ability to think at the moment and didn’t suspect Yan Ye was lying to him, so he gulped it down in one go.
After a glass of plain water went down, Song Xi, dazed, lay on the bar counter, his head tilted towards Yan Ye.
Perhaps the alcohol emboldened him. Song Xi stared at Yan Ye’s face for a long time, a silly smile appearing on his gloomy face. “Mr. Yan, do you want to touch my head again?”
Yan Ye, “…”
“It’s not impossible to let you touch it, since you’re my big boss and you gave me resources!” Song Xi blinked, speaking with a serious face.
His previous resources combined weren’t as good as the two times he had been given resources recently.
“No need,” Yan Ye refused, took out a black card to pay the bartender, and also paid for the drinks Song Xi had consumed.
The bartender took the card to swipe. Song Xi grabbed Yan Ye’s hand and mumbled, “I already agreed to let you touch me, so don’t be angry.” After speaking, he lowered his head and rubbed his black hair into Yan Ye’s palm.
Yan Ye wanted to pull his hand away. Song Xi accused, “You haven’t properly touched it yet!”
The bartender finished swiping the card and brought it back, politely handing it over. “Sir, here’s your card. The total consumption is thirteen thousand yuan.”
Because he needed to take the card, Yan Ye perfunctorily rubbed his head twice. “I touched it. Can you let go of my hand now?”
Song Xi grumbled twice and let go of his hand. He then saw the card the bartender handed over, thought it was his, and took it directly.
“Sir, this card is…” The bartender wanted to speak.
Yan Ye shook his head, telling him to go about his work, and then asked Song Xi for the card.
Drunk Song Xi was unreasonable. He thought the card was his and refused to return it to Yan Ye, looking wronged, thinking Yan Ye was also trying to snatch his things like Song Muh Han.
“Alright, if you say it’s yours, it’s yours. Let’s go back first,” Yan Ye said helplessly, worried that the director would ask for him tomorrow or replace him.
Although the drama was invested by Yan Corporation, Yan Ye could demand not to replace him, but the news of Song Xi acting like a big shot and not showing up before he became famous would spread. This was not what he wanted to see, otherwise, all his previous careful arrangements would be in vain.
“I’m not going back. I want to wait for Meng Zhou,” Song Xi shook his head, his eyes looking towards the second floor. He wanted to go up but couldn’t. He had been blocked and came here to drink in frustration.
“Then are you still going to the film crew tomorrow? If not, I’ll have someone give your role to other artists in the company?” Yan Ye threatened, his voice sounding both real and fake.
Song Xi suddenly widened his eyes. “That’s mine. What was given to me is mine.”
His reaction was strong, and he was a bit emotional. After speaking, he got up and muttered to himself, “Go home, tomorrow… I have to go to the film crew.”
Song Xi staggered towards the exit, almost bumping into people several times. Luckily, those people dodged quickly.
Some deliberately came over to be bumped into by him.
Song Xi bumped into someone and was about to fall into their arms. The person’s mouth curved into a malicious smile, and they reached out to grab Song Xi.
“Damn it! My hand… hurts, hurts, hurts!!” The man furrowed his brows, a sharp pain coming from his wrist.
Yan Ye caught the falling Song Xi with his other hand and said to the man, “You should pick the right person to stage a fake accident with.”
“I was wrong, big brother! I didn’t know this handsome guy was yours! Please spare me!” The man shamelessly begged for mercy.
Yan Ye Skip, Pull up Yan Ye shook off the man’s wrist and pulled Song Xi towards the outside.
Song Xi was vaguely stuffed into the car, opening his eyes wide with curiosity. It wasn’t until someone sat next to him that he slowly said, “You haven’t fastened your seatbelt yet.”
Yan Ye fastened his own seatbelt and started the car. Just as he was about to drive, he heard Song Xi’s gloomy voice, “Muh Han has someone to help him fasten his seatbelt, I want one too.”
He had seen Meng Zhou help Song Muh Han fasten his seatbelt. Everything Song Muh Han had, he wanted to have too.
Drunk Song Xi clearly wrote what he wanted on his face. Just like now, if Yan Ye didn’t help him fasten his seatbelt, he would keep his lips pursed, looking wronged at Yan Ye.
If it weren’t for the fact that this person was the male supporting character, Yan Ye would very much want to say, buckle it or not.
Yan Ye helped him fasten the seatbelt, and a very small arc appeared on Song Xi’s lips.
He also had someone help him fasten his seatbelt!
Yan Ye sent Song Xi to his doorstep and rang the doorbell. A man who seemed like a butler came out to open the door.
“Your young master. Please prepare him a bowl of sobering soup later,” Yan Ye said this specially after handing Song Xi over to his family’s butler, also reminding the other party of Song Xi’s identity.
“Alright, thank you, Mr. Yan, for bringing our young master back. I’ll have someone make the sobering soup right away,” Butler Wang helped Song Xi into the house.
When did the young master’s relationship with Mr. Yan become so good? Butler Wang put Song Xi on the sofa and personally went to the kitchen to order the sobering soup. When he came out, the person on the sofa was gone.
“Young Master Song Xi?” Butler Wang went upstairs and finally found him in the bathroom of Song Xi’s room on the second floor.
After a bowl of sobering soup, Song Xi slept until dawn.
After just finishing an international conference, Yan Ye had just left the conference room when his assistant handed him a mobile phone.
“Mr. Yan, it’s Director Qiao’s call.”
This was Yan Ye’s personal phone. He had left it with his assistant during the conference to avoid being disturbed.
Now that the conference was over, Mr. Yan didn’t have to worry about being disturbed. He took the phone and answered it.
On the other end of the phone was the director’s voice, suppressing his anger.
“Mr. Yan, I’d like to ask, when is the actor you specified going to report? If he doesn’t come soon, I’ll have to order one less boxed meal tonight!”
Although the last sentence sounded like a joke, Yan Ye could hear the other party’s dissatisfaction.
“Sorry, I’ll personally bring him over and apologize later. I’ll treat everyone to three meals today.”
After hanging up the phone, Yan Ye called his secretary, arranged his work matters, and then personally called Song Xi’s agent.
At ten o’clock in the morning, Qiao Xin groggily picked up the phone and looked at it. There was no name. “Who is it? So early in the morning…”
“Are you Song Xi’s agent?”
Qiao Xin’s unfinished sentence paused. He pulled the phone away from his ear again and looked at the screen, confirming there was no name saved.
Who was this person? How did they know he was Song Xi’s agent? Qiao Xin thought through all the people he could think of.
“Hello, I am Yan Ye.”