The Emperor of Meiqiang and the Shadow has grown a pair of bunny ears

Chapter 100 Empty Shell

The atmosphere froze for a long time.

All three noticed, but no one could break the ice.

The calmest one was Yan Shiqing. He didn't seem to be surprised at all why Qi Jiu's former assistant appeared here now, and he greeted him calmly.

Hearing his voice, Duan Xiaoyu trembled even more violently, like shaking chaff, and even had trouble standing.

He was different from the uniform of the waiter who passed the dishes. He seemed to be only responsible for cleaning the table. When he saw Qi Jiu just now, he was too cramped and accidentally broke a plate.

Duan Xiaoyu was obviously not as natural as him, he didn't even dare to look this way, after a long silence, he suddenly made a move, packed up the tableware and left in a hurry.

Yan Shiqing didn't go to see him again, and only mentioned lightly: "Your former assistant was quite strange."

Qi Jiu Yuguang couldn't help running in the direction he left: "...I have a little trouble with him."

Yan Shiqing nodded and said yes.

Qi Jiu was a little worried that he would be even more unhappy. After all, this rabbit is so easy to get jealous, so he thought of saying a few more words to prevent him from thinking too much.

"It's not about festivals." Qi Jiu poked at the foie gras on the plate, looking for words, "It's just that there was a small dispute before, and then I heard that he was looking for a job under another artist, so I didn't pay much attention to him... also I don't know why I'm here now."

"I know." Yan Shiqing said calmly, "He can't stay in the entertainment circle."

Qi Jiu was quite shocked, Yan Shiqing was clearly not a nosy person, how could he be so clear about this matter.

He suddenly had a bad guess in his heart, looked at Yan Shiqing's calm eyebrows, and asked solemnly, "You know?"

Yan Shiqing nodded calmly, and half-raised his eyelids to look at him: "Because I did it."

With a crisp sound, the fork in Qi Jiu's hand fell on the dinner plate.

He didn't hold it, but felt that a string in his head was being torn, and his tone was unbelievable: "You mean, you are responsible for the fact that he can't stay in the entertainment circle?"

Yan Shiqing wiped the corners of his mouth in a leisurely manner, as if he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his actions, and asked doubtfully: "He betrayed you, shouldn't he be punished accordingly?"

Qi Jiu frowned tightly, and his words were very pale: "...he didn't betray me."

Yan Shiqing didn't say anything, his ears twitched on his shoulders, motioning for him to continue.

But Qi Jiu was speechless, this matter was too difficult to explain, and it should have been turned over a long time ago, but now it is still slightly depressing and suffocating to bring it up.

He swallowed hard: "I don't know how to explain..."

Yan Shiqing interrupted: "Then I won't explain."

The ambiguous occasion of reunion after a long absence was ruined so abruptly.

Qi Jiu also wanted to bring the topic back, and Yan Shiqing cooperated and didn't ask any more questions, but the atmosphere was still very strange, with an unspeakable stiffness.

At the end of the day, Yan Shiqing received a call from Zhang Yu and had to answer it, so he left the dining table temporarily.

His rabbit ears are very cute, his tail is not wagging, and his behavior is the same as usual, so Qi Jiu can't tell whether he is angry or not for a while.

In the end, he just watched Yan Shiqing's leaving back helplessly, and sighed silently.

And Yan Shiqing at the other end, after confirming that he was out of Qi Jiu's field of vision, turned to the direction of the back kitchen.

He picked up the phone and briefly called Zhang Yu later, without stopping, he found Duan Xiaoyu in the staff lounge.

He was the only one in the lounge, and there was a smell of low-quality cigarettes in the air. It was still working hours, but he had already taken off his uniform and put on his white-washed regular clothes.

He was shocked when he heard the door knock, and hurriedly tried to hide the cigarette, but stopped when he saw Yan Shiqing.

He looked a little disappointed, stared at the handsome and tall Alpha standing at the door for a long time, and took another hasty puff of his cigarette.

He is a beta, blinding his senses with the smell of tobacco, as if he can't smell the pheromone.

Yan Shiqing waited patiently for him to finish smoking the cigarette, and said in a deep voice, "Let's talk?"

Duan Xiaoyu smiled miserably, and asked, "What can I talk to you about?"

He took another cigarette out and lit it, looked at the "No Smoking" sign hanging on the wall in the blurred smoke, raised his head and told Yan Shiqing: "Do you know why I dare?"

"Because I know, I can't do it here anymore." His tone became resentful again, to the point where he was about to squeeze out words, "You were the one who made me unable to survive in the entertainment industry before. I couldn’t do everything from assistant to handyman, and finally applied for a security guard, and the captain was kind, so he came down and quietly told me that I offended someone.”

He looked at Yan Shiqing, and blew a puff of smoke on his face: "I knew when I saw you today, I have to look for a job again.

Yan Shiqing's face remained unchanged: "We've never met before."

Duan Xiaoyu laughed, he was laughing maniacally, twitching like a stranded fish, white foam rose from the corner of his mouth, and tears overflowed from his eyes.

He wiped away the tears with his rough fingertips, and told him provocatively and desperately:

"But I've seen you before. When Qi Jiu secretly read your news on the Internet, I watched from the side. He didn't know it at all. He only cared about you."

As he spoke, he took a puff of his cigarette and remembered something happy, so he elongated his tone and said ambiguously, "By the way, your baby Qi Jiu."

"—I even kissed it."

Yan Shiqing's fist was clenched suddenly.

Duan Xiaoyu watched him closely, seeing that his complexion had turned gloomy, and the veins on his fists were bulging, as if he was about to rush over to beat someone in the next second.

He laughed sarcastically, wanting to wait and see this decent man lose his rationality and turn into a mad dog, but Yan Shiqing didn't.

He didn't. He didn't know if he was cursed by some kind of curse. Even though his brows were frowning, he pursed his lips to suppress his emotions.

Duan Xiaoyu laughed viciously, applauded him, and said in a frivolous tone, "As expected of an actor, he has really high quality."

He smoked a pack of 11 yuan cigarettes, pushing them with his index finger and thumb. He smoked carefully and greedily, swallowing the smoke from his throat and then coming out of his nostrils.

In the smog, he asked mockingly, "Are you happy?"

Yan Shiqing pursed his lips and refused to answer.

"I've also searched for information about you. You seem to have had a miserable life before. I don't know if it's a character design made by the company for you or a real experience." Duan Xiaoyu continued before he could speak.

"If it's true, are you the same as me?" A small light flashed in his eyes, he didn't know if it was pity and hatred or other emotions, "It's the puppy that was picked up by Qi Jiu's soft heart. "

"Don't you think it's funny." His voice trembled, and he laughed very hard.

The bitter smell of smoke wafted away, the smell was choking, Duan Xiaoyu was sad and cruel, he grinned and said:

"If Qi Jiu is to stop abusing good people, he will be just an empty shell."

In the next moment, Yan Shiqing's fist had already slapped Duan Xiaoyu's face hard.

Duan Xiaoyu could even clearly hear a click in his head, which seemed to be the sound of a broken nose.

His consciousness dissipated at this moment, and blood flowed from his nostrils, dirtying Yan Shiqing's hands.

Yan Shiqing can't be violent, because Qi Jiu doesn't like it, and Qi Jiu will be unhappy because of his reckless behavior. Qi Jiu hopes that he will consider the consequences of his actions, but Yan Shiqing can't make Qi Jiu sad, and he can't let his efforts be ruined.

This punch is really uncontrollable.

A string in his brain broke when Duan Xiaoyu's voice fell, and the surging anger drove his limbs, as if returning to instinct and venting violently, there was no other way.

Yan Shiqing didn't even change his expression.

He condescendingly glanced at Duan Xiaoyu, who was lying limp on the ground, and indifferently picked up a paper towel beside him to wipe off the stains on his hands, while trying to deal with the smell of smoke on his body.

As a result, he turned around and bumped into Qi Jiu who was standing at the door.

Qi Jiu's face was not very good-looking. He wondered if he had heard their conversation. He lowered his head slightly and glanced at Duan Xiaoyu, who was temporarily unconscious, and then slowly raised his head to look at Yan Shiqing, with only pain in his eyes.

At this moment, Yan Shiqing's expression went blank for a rare moment.