《Before and After Divorce》


 Chapter 1

    ¡°Mr. Xia, these are the matters prepared in the prenuptial agreement. Mr. Su asked me to show it to you. If there¡¯s no problem, you can sign it.¡±


    The quartz watch on Secretary Lu¡¯s wrist pointed to 3 o¡¯clock in the afternoon. There was another meeting to be held at 3:30. He was nervous, but he didn¡¯t show the slightest urging look. His empathy was his forte. Xia Tingwan fiddled with the pen in his hand for a while, and then threw it aside. Like a cat at a loss, he turned his eyes to the rose garden outside the floor-to-ceiling window after a while. He lowered his head and bit his nails, but never opened the thick stack of documents in front of him.


    He turned his head sideways, revealing only the left side of his face.


    The sunset light reflected off his thin white skin, covering the fine fluff on his face in bright gold.


    Even from a male¡¯s perspective, Xia Tingwan¡¯s beauty is often breathtaking.


    Su Yan wrote a lot of love letters when he was pursuing Xia Tingwan five years ago. Later, one of them was dug up by the media for some reason, and it was talked about by people for a long time, the phrase ¡°you are a juicy and sweet peach on the branches¡± made it to the headlines.


    Wealthy people are often not good at writing love poems, so it¡¯s not surprising to write earthy love words.


    The crowd roared and teased. They felt that it was lively and fun. They laughed at Su Yan, but no one laughed at Xia Tingwan.


    Perhaps, from that era¡¯s perspective, Xia Tingwan¡¯s beauty is undeniable, deserving of all acclaim, and can resist all the smoke.


    But all of it is in the past.


    ¡°Is he not coming?¡±


    Finally, Xia Tingwan said out. He shifted his gaze to Secretary Lu. On his right cheek, there was a horrible scar that ran straight down from his forehead, sliced through his lovely brows, and reached the corner of his eye.


    ¡°You know sir is very busy.¡±


    ¡°Then I don¡¯t need to read it,¡± Xia Tingwan said, lowering his head, turning to the last page of the document, and quickly signing his name: ¡°Anyway, I¡¯m leaving the house, knowing this a long time ago.¡±


    After he finished speaking, he focused his attention on the transparent jade ring on his left hand¡¯s ring finger, and he didn¡¯t look away for a long time.


    Su Yan is many years older than he is and has an old-fashioned style.


    Su Yan grasped his hand and put this jadeite ring on him five years ago, saying, ¡°You have pale skin, and you always feel like it tastes horrible when you wear anything else.¡± This jade is the best for you. I heard that after three years, this jadeite will support you for the rest of your life. You can wear this ring for the rest of your life, Tingting. ¡°


    He was just twenty years old at the time, and he had no sense of a lifetime. He had just heard it and felt apprehensive, so he was not comforted.


    It didn¡¯t matter what he dressed at first because this marriage wasn¡¯t what he desired.


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    Secretary Lu didn¡¯t mind that Xia Tingwan was ignoring him; he bowed slightly and was ready to turn to go when he heard Xia Tingwan speak.


    ¡°You mentioned he was preoccupied; what was he preoccupied with?¡±


    Xia Tingwan lifted his head slowly, seemingly not hearing what Secretary Lu had just said, and then said gently, ¡°I haven¡¯t seen him in a long time.¡±


    Secretary Lu turned to face Xia Tingwan. The boy¡¯s light brown eyes were dreamy and had an animal-like purity about them.


    For a little while, Secretary Lu felt his gut constrict.


    They¡¯ve already split up.


    This was not a simple word; it represents a shift from the physical to the psychological, and the beginning of becoming a stranger.


    Xia Tingwan just knew they were divorced but had no idea what it meant.


    Secretary Lu was distressed by this.


    Xia Tingwan stood in the shower, and the water rushed down his body like a surging nuzzle.


    He looked up and gazed out at the enormous skylight over the bathroom at night.


    The city¡¯s light pollution is growing increasingly severe. Su Yan once informed him that on this Fragrant Hill, the entire H City and nearby places can only view stars.


    Xia Tingwan remembered the light expression on Su Yan¡¯s face as he spoke.


    He had always disliked Su Yan in that way, and he acquired the repulsive attitude of a wealthy nobleman¡¯s son, as if he could command the starry sky at will.


    Perhaps because he was always eager to put himself in situations where he would be forced, he and the stars are in the same boat¡ªSu Yan forced him to marry, forced him to have sex, pushed him¡­ he doesn¡¯t really have anything else to list.


    But as soon as Su Yan had a dispute with him, he immediately raised the Sword of state1, forcing Su Yan to retreat silently over and over again.


    In these five years of short-lived marriage, in fact, most of the time, Xia Tingwan felt that he had the upper hand.


    But the one who had the upper hand did not win.


    Before he knew it, Su Yan suddenly abandoned him, as if throwing a stray cat out of the house.


    Xia Tingwan turned off the shower late, walked out naked, stood in front of the mirror, and stared at his face.


    The person in the mirror was pale and haggard to the extent that he felt unfamiliar. He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the scar on his right face. The rough touch made him shiver involuntarily.


    Half a year ago, he was driving a supercar while driving under the influence of alcohol and speeding. He slammed into the bumper at the junction of 308 Avenue and Bima Road, and fell unconscious on the spot.


    In addition to the fracture of his left forearm and numerous contusions on his body, the shattered windshield left a 6.5 cm scar on his right cheek. The doctor told him that the glass was within a centimetre of his eye, and that he was lucky to have only the scar.


    The next day, the United Daily News entertainment page headline reads, ¡°Film Emperor2 Xia Ting¡¯s drunk driving accident, leaving a 6.5 cm scar on his face and disfiguring it.¡±


    For the entertainment industry, he was not only a disfigured star, but his reputation was hanging by a thread as a result of his drunken driving.


    But, in terms of his profession, he hadn¡¯t given it any thought for a long time, and he was going through a difficult period.


    The incident cast a bigger shadow on him than he ever imagined. Even now, he still resists riding in cars. He shudders at the reflection in the glass and softens at the sound of the brakes. The speed of the car will leave a cold sweat on his back. But what scared him more than that¡ª


    He felt that Su Yan no longer loved him.


    Five months after the accident, they had sex for the first time.


    He originally wanted to hide his right face in the pillow, but perhaps because of his stubbornness, the more uneasy he felt, the more he refused to turn his head away, and he wanted to let Su Yanming look at his ugliest appearance.


    Su Yan stared at it without hesitation, he vividly remembered that Su Yan¡¯s eyes were extremely chilly, he glanced at it, and suddenly said: ¡°It turns out that once there is a scar on the face, people who were so good-looking have become an eyesore, alter your position.¡±


    After he finished speaking, he turned him over, and then inserted himself in from behind.


    Xia Tingwan thought about it, and almost bit his lip to bleed.


    He turned around and strode out of the bathroom, opened the nightstand in the master bedroom, and tossed the stuffed up letterhead and postcards one by one, scattering them all over the floor.


    When he took out the postcard from the deepest part of the cabinet, Xia Tingwan inadvertently saw the words written on it.


    At that moment, suddenly feeling weak, he slowly kneeled on the floor.


    ¡°I¡¯ll meet you under the tree.


    Summer arrived, and so did the rain.


    You are a luscious, delicious peach.¡±


    It was written in three neatly penned sentences.


    Not anymore, he was no longer the sweetest thing in the world in that person¡¯s eyes.


    After he came out of the car accident, feeling the same pain as if a needle was piercing one¡¯s skin after taking pain relievers, he had nightmares every night.


    But Su Yan no longer loves him, will never feel sorry for him, will not let him, will not freeze his movies frame by frame and make them into emojis, and won¡¯t call him little prince while holding his cheek after sex.


    Xia Tingwan buried his head between his knees and whimpered.


    He had no idea how tough it was to lose love.


    Author¡¯s Note:


    Writing an introduction is too difficult for me, and the attributes of the gong and shou are also difficult to summarize.


    For example, Su Yan, although he is a restrained and deep CEO, likes to write earthy love stories, which is really annoying.


    T/N: I don¡¯t know how to use footnotes here so I decided to code it manually.. And there¡¯s also a manhua for this, on BiliBili and it¡¯s free!


    Footnotes:


    [1] Sword of state (Éз½±¦½£) ¨C A sword of state is a sword, used as part of the regalia, symbolizing the power of a monarch to use the might of the state against its enemies, and his or her duty to preserve thus right and peace. [Source: Wiki]


    [2] The best actor (Ó°µÛ) is to win the ¡°Best Actor Award¡± or ¡°Best Actor Award¡± in authoritative film festivals or film awards (such as the three major international film festivals in Europe, the Academy Awards , the five Chinese film awards , etc.) with superb acting skills. [Source: Baidu] (P.s: I used film emperor since it¡¯s a more common term.)

 Chapter 2

    Translator¡¯s Note (please read)


    Little red relies on support, big red relies on fate.


    Xia Tingwan was the perfect example of this sentence.


    After him, no one in the circle could copy this legendary path.


    Xu Zhe, a national treasure level director, auditioned for the lead actor in H City before filming ¡°Jing Yu¡±. Xia Tingwan accompanied Xing Le, a professional, to join the fun.


    Compared with Xu Zhe¡¯s fame, the audition set can be called primitive and abandoned In a small room, there was a table with only a boxed lunch and a few bottles of mineral water. The director, producer, and assistant were crowded around the table. In the open space in front of the table, there was thin little garden dog lying on the ground.


    ¡°When you were 16 years old, your mother ran away from home. Your father drank too much and often punched you. Your dog is your only partner. Imagine how you interact with it and perform when only the dog is with you after you have just been beaten.¡±


    This is the title of Director Xu¡¯s performance.


    Xing Le only thought for a few minutes and quickly entered the play.


    When walking, the lifelike limp shows where the injury is. When holding the dog, his eyes look at Director Xu¡¯s direction and show pity; ¡°in this world, I only have you Qiuqiu¡­¡± Even when talking, the corners of his mouth didn¡¯t forget to tremble a few times.


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    Xia Tingwan was still holding half a cigarette between his fingers. He was stunned for a while, and then casually replied, ¡°It was a good performance.¡±


    Xu Zhe stood up and walked forward for two steps, then sat on the table and looked at Xia Tingwan: ¡°Why don¡¯t you try?¡±


    Xing Le, who was hung aside, was a little embarrassed. He looked at Xu Zhe and Xia Tingwan. He gently put down the dog in his arms but didn¡¯t speak rashly.


    Xia Tingwan shook his head: ¡°I can¡¯t act.¡±


    After hearing this, Xu Zhe stroked the beard residue on his chin and leaned forward: ¡°If you can¡¯t act, just talk about how you would perform.¡±


    Xia Tingwan showed an impatient expression. He was an outsider and didn¡¯t have much respect for Xu Zhe.


    But after all, he came with Xing Le, and it¡¯s hard to refuse.


    ¡°If it¡¯s me, I¡¯ll kick the dog away if it comes near. If it cries in pain, I¡¯ll pick it up and coax it.¡±


    Xia Tingwan said, taking a cigarette, then slowly exhaled with his head up, his eyes blurred in the curling smoke: ¡°if you have been beaten hard, you will know¡ªyou can¡¯t treat the puppy well because it¡¯s cute; you¡¯re not so generous. You¡¯ll only love it because it hurts.¡±


    Xu Zhe listened and finally smiled for the first time.


    He lowered his head, took out a cigarette from his shirt pocket, lit it, and then directly said to Xia Tingwan, ¡°Why don¡¯t you try it?¡±


    Later, Xu Zhe said in an interview that he felt that something was missing from the book of Jing Yu until it was approved. He finally filled that soul when he found Xia Tingwan during the audition.


    The fate of people is paradoxical.


    Two years later, ¡°Jing Yu¡± entered Cannes and was shortlisted for numerous awards. Although it failed to win the best picture project, Xia Tingwan became the youngest film emperor in 30 years.


    His light covered up all the male actors of the same year.


    The editor-in-chief of ¡°VOGUE¡± commented on Xia Tingwan with great foresight:


    ¡°The map is flat, the history is long, and the aesthetics are round.


    When the Wei and Jin Dynasties are gone, the prosperous Tang Dynasty will come. After the prosperous Tang Dynasty is gone, the direction of aesthetics depends on where the tide of the times flows.


    Under the tide of economic recession, the beauty of high spirited and orthodox masculinity has hit the rocks.


    Decadent, gloomy, fragile and arrogant.


    Xia Tingwan is a beautiful color from the deep sea. He is the symbol of aesthetics in the next era, when he himself had not noticed. ¡°


    In the same year, Xing Le finally appeared in his first idol drama, and then took part in a slow variety reality show with a small reputation.


    Xing Le revealed the process of auditioning for Jing Yu in the program. He smiled and said:


    ¡°Some people are born to eat this bowl of rice. I can¡¯t compare it. I can only envy it, but Xia Tingwan and I have always been friends.¡±


    Author¡¯s Note:


    The map is flat, the history is long, and the art is sharp. Quoted from (mr.) Mu Xin¡¯s ¡°S¨´ l¨· y¨«w¨£ng¡±


    And the author talking about the site. (Gongzcip)


    Additional Notes:


    I was so used to translating in Wednesday so I decided to upload this. And sporadic = Wednesday, sometimes I upload at that day. Fixed updating schedule on Saturday! Also, next month is Back to School and it¡¯s going to be a bit hectic, I¡¯ll try my best to update in time.

 Chapter 3

    The track of ¡°Jing Yu¡± is different from typical famous movies.


    Xu Zhe is a born director, perhaps because he created a box office miracle when he was young. At the age of nearly 50, he has long understood that box office and art cannot have both.


    There was no release, and there was no large flow of actors. In addition to the old drama bones, there was a new face like Xia Tingwan . Therefore, there was no big storm in the domestic public opinion circle, and there was only a small-scale discussion in the hardcore fandoms.


    Until ¡°Jing Yu¡± became a blockbuster in Cannes, the magazine received a shocking evaluation of nearly full marks, and the new actor won the film emperor in one fell swoop.


    Overnight, the hot discussion and praise of ¡°Jing Yu¡± became a carnival in the literary and artistic circles. If you haven¡¯t seen Jing Yu, you¡¯re not a qualified film critic; if you don¡¯t talk about Xia Tingwan, you¡¯re not enough in the entertainment industry.


    In that June, ¡°Jing Yu¡± had an unprecedented impact on the public opinion of the domestic entertainment industry.


    In addition to professional recognition, it is also because the quality of ¡°Jing Yu¡± is so fascinating.


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    In the distant roar of the cargo ship, the boy sank into the seabed cleanly.


    The sea was still calm, as if the 16-year-old had never existed in the world.


    ¡°Little Xia was lonely. At the age of 16, he was repeatedly brutally beaten and sexually assaulted by his father. In his obscure life, only Mr. Zhao¡¯s biology class was bright. In the night, when he found that the only respected person was also behind him and had an unknown side, little Xia collapsed.


    After completing the revenge for the violence of the world without losing romanticism, little Xia left and returned to his deep sea.


    ¡°Jing Yu¡± is the language of loneliness and the language of children who have experienced domestic violence. Xia Tingwan has mastered this language, which is the core of ¡°Jing Yu¡±. His fragile, gloomy, and weak expression of desire will break the hearts of the audience in any country. ¡°


    Well known film critics point to the real essence of the phenomenon of Xia Tingwan¡ª¡ª


    In fact, from the beginning of his popularity, Xia Tingwan could not be regarded as a high-quality idol.


    He was often photographed going in and out of nightclubs, smoking, being habitually late, and being absent-minded when interviewed, but no one blamed him for this. The media wrote him as a melancholy teenager in the literary and artistic circles, and the public only thought he was an injured child.


    There was a certain chemical reaction between Xia Tingwan and little Xia¡¯s characters, when the audience empathized with little Xia, they also had for Xia Tingwan.


    The audience loved him.


    The beauty of Xia Tingwan was endowed with fragility, gloom, and spiritual extremes.


    The more dissolute he was, the more he was enthusiastically sought after. It was at this somewhat dangerous time that Xia Tingwan met Su Yan.


    Su Yan is the real person in power of the generation of Heng Tai Su group, the a new dignitary living in Xiangshan.


    But when Xia Tingwan first met Su Yan, Su Yan¡¯s identity was his fan.

 Chapter 4

    The crew of ¡°Jing Yu¡± held a media meeting at the Peninsula Hotel in H City that day.


    Although it is a small-scale film salon in nature, due to the popularity of ¡°Jing Yu¡± at that time, it was more like a grand event in the cultural circle because it came from directors, screenwriters, magazine writers, well-known film critics and even celebrities.


    Not only that, outside the Peninsula Hotel, there were a large number of fans and fan groups guarding Xia Tingwan and Xu Zhe.


    Xia Tingwan never liked to participate in such media activities. He hated restraint and could not recite every answer properly. Therefore, he felt irritable every time he participated in similar activities.


    That night, Xia Ting was in a state of hangover. When he arrived at the Peninsula Hotel, although he could not say he was unconscious, he was indeed a little dizzy.


    Of course, such a state can never be accepted. Although he seems to go his own way and indulge in freedom, in fact, he often feels empty in his heart.


    So before Xu Zhe and his agent caught him, he slipped into the guest lounge, put his head under the tap and dashed hard, trying to wake up before the meeting began.


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    He has a beautiful groove on his chin, a sharp nose, and light gray eyes.


    He is kind of eye-catching. Even if he just stands quietly, it will make people feel that he is arrogant and decent.


    Xia Tingwan looked into his eyes. One second he felt examined high on the ground, but the next he felt that the light gray pupils were gentle and deep.


    At that time, it was the hottest time for Xia Tingwan to travel in the entertainment circle. He was surrounded by dazzling models, actors, and stars, so he didn¡¯t think Su Yan was so handsome and threatening.


    But he always secretly thought Su Yan was cool.


    ¡°Wipe it.¡±


    When Xia Tingwan was still at a loss, Su Yanxian took out a wine-red silk square towel from his suit chest bag and handed it over.


    Xia Tingwan realized how embarrassed he was when he was wet. He was just subconsciously embarrassed to refuse. Su Yan continued, ¡°You still smell of wine. Just washing your face, others can still know. Wipe it. It¡¯s better.¡±


    Su Yan¡¯s way of speaking was leisure, which has a magnetic force.


    His voice is deep, thick but not heavy, but clear, like a bright bass in his chest. As soon as it¡¯s played, one should be obedient.


    Xia Tingwan took the square towel and covered his face. Suddenly, he smelled a light cologne scent. Only then did he understand Su Yan¡¯s meaning.


    After wiping his face, he just wanted to hand back the square towel. His hand reached half way and felt impolite, but Su Yan took it very naturally, folded it into a sharp corner, and put it back into the chest pocket of his suit.


    ¡°Please.¡±


    He opened the door of the lounge and made a move with his cane to let Xia Ting go first.


    Xia Tingwan felt like he had been manipulated. He was about to leave, but he suddenly felt unwilling, so he stopped and asked a somewhat abrupt question: ¡°Who are you?¡±


    Su Yan smiled shallowly, ¡°Your fan.¡±


    When he laughed, the groove in his chin became deeper.

 Chapter 5

    At the meeting, Xia Tingwan was very uncomfortable.


    When the reporter of U Weekly asked about acting skills, he first praised him for his interpretation of Little Xia as a victim of domestic violence, and then asked him if he had experienced similar things in his life or had contact with people like Little Xia.


    Xia Tingwan felt as if his throat was suddenly clenched by someone.


    In the spotlight, even if it was only three or four seconds of aphasia, it was very embarrassing. He felt that his palm was sweating, wanted to smoke a cigarette and wanted to drink a few shots. When his eyes wandered, he saw Su Yan sitting in the first row.


    Su Yan folded his hands and looked at him steadily. His focused gaze suddenly made him feel more at ease.


    He finally managed to come up with a fairly reasonable response: ¡°I have no personal experience or contact. In fact, director Xu Zhe really gave me a lot of inspiration and help on how to interpret little Xia.¡±


    In entering the entertainment industry, he has always been in a state of unconsciousness and self-knowledge.


    To become a star, he is most satisfied that someone likes it.


    Later, of course, it was too naive, but for him at that time, that was his real idea.


    He wants the love of many people, the free love that doesn¡¯t pursue the real him and doesn¡¯t need any responsibility and response.


    He was like a vain peacock, just wanting to open the screen at the moment of illusory brilliance.


    As for the real self, he doesn¡¯t want to be seen, approached, answered or remembered.


    After the meeting, the scene formed a small-scale chat and the social situation was in twos and threes.


    Of course, Xia Tingwan should have been the protagonist, but he felt that his performance during the interview was really bad and he also was in a bad mood, so he wished to be ignored and soon slipped into the corner alone.


    It was agent Zhou Yang who first found him, ¡°There¡¯s a problem.¡±


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    ¡°Not going.¡± Xia Tingwan refused without thinking. Since he became famous, there have been many such things. There are rich businessmen and directors, but first, there were no great characters. Second, Xia Tingwan¡¯s personality is capricious to the extreme. He enjoys admiration, but hates the approach of people with intentions. Once the liking for him is forced, it will step on his bottom line.


    ¡°I¡¯m afraid Mr. Su¡¯s face must need to be given.¡± Zhou Yang shook his head. He leaned over and pointed to Su Yan, who was standing in the distance and talking to Xu Zhe: ¡°Xia Tingwan, I know you. It¡¯s not annoying and we can¡¯t afford to provoke him. I definitely won¡¯t mention it to you.¡±


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    Instead of paying attention to Zhou Yang, he clenched the champagne glass and strode directly in the direction of Su Yan.


    ¡°Mr. Su,¡±


    He suddenly stood next to Xu Zhe and Su Yan, who had a pleasant conversation. Although he smiled with shallow dimples, his eyes stared at Su Yan provocatively: ¡°By your capability, you don¡¯t have to be troublesome if you want to eat with me. Do you need to tease me by making up a fan identity?¡±


    Xia Tingwan¡¯s words were blunt and rude, which made Xu Zhe turn his head in astonishment.


    But Xia Tingwan was really angry.


    He thought he was an elegant fan due to his demeanor, but he was actually a powerful man playing old-fashioned tricks.


    If Su Su Yan came, he wouldn¡¯t be so angry, but Su Yan lied to him like playing a prank. He was complacent and then condescended to force him to promise. It was really stupid.


    Su Yan is not as cool as he thought, which makes him angry.


    ¡°In fact, it¡¯s easy to ask me for dinner. The last time someone offered 300,000, I refused, so Mr. Su¡­ Why don¡¯t you make an offer?¡±


    As soon as Xia Tingwan¡¯s words were spoken, he immediately regretted it.


    The 300,000 story was made up in vain. Although there are such things in the circle, the price tag is too vulgar. No one will say it openly. He just wants to choke Su Yan.


    But in fact, of course, this not only loses his own face, but also makes Xu Zhe look bad.


    What¡¯s more, he hasn¡¯t figured out the origin of Su Yan, but Zhou Yang said that, of course, he couldn¡¯t be offended.


    Xia Tingwan¡¯s hair was fried this evening, but in fact, he counseled quickly, but he didn¡¯t want to be soft immediately, so he had to stand there stiff.


    Su Yan looked down at Xia Tingwan and looked a little surprised.


    ¡°Apologies.¡±


    Su Yan apologized first, which surprised Xia Tingwan. He looks like the kind of person who doesn¡¯t need to say sorry in his life.


    ¡°Seeing you in low spirits today, I wanted to invite you to dinner. In fact, I should have told you directly, but I didn¡¯t see you at the end of the meeting, so I entrusted Mr. Zhou. I think there must be some misunderstanding during the report.¡±


    ¡°As for the identity of a fan¡­¡±


    Su Yan turns around and Xia Tingwan noticed a bodyguard wearing a black suit and nearly two meters high behind him. Su Yan took a thin CD from the bodyguard and handed it to Xia Tingwan.


    ¡°The Blu-ray disc of ¡°Jing Yu¡± bought by my trustee some time ago is brought today to look for Mr. Xia¡¯s signature.¡±


    Su Yan looked at Xia Tingwan, sighed softly and said, ¡°I¡¯m really a fan and didn¡¯t lie to you. Just now, is it a little embarrassing to make this request now?¡±


    ¡°No, not embarrassing.¡±


    Xia Tingwan felt his face hot in an instant. He didn¡¯t dare to look at Su Yan¡¯s expression. He only glanced at Xu Zhe secretly. The latter rubbed his fingers on the center of his eyebrows and didn¡¯t talk. It was obviously bothersome.


    Su Yan built a hundred steps for him just to let him down. Xia Tingwan was relieved, but he felt even more ashamed. He had to find a pen and write his name on the CD.


    ¡°Mr. Xia.¡±


    When Xia Tingwan was writing, Su Yan¡¯s low voice rang again beside him: ¡°if someone asks you for dinner again, no matter how much money ¨C tell them to roll.¡±


    Xia Tingwan couldn¡¯t help looking up at Su Yan.


    Even if it was just such a hasty encounter, Su Yan was almost firmly labeled as elegant and decent. The word ¡°roll¡± came out of his mouth, which really surprised Xia Tingwan.


    ¡°So, if you get into trouble, Mr. Xia can come to me at any time.¡±


    Su Yan didn¡¯t explain any more. He took over the CD signed by Xia Tingwan. A gentle smile appeared in his light grey eyes, ¡°Thank you.¡±


    He left these two words and turned away.


    Author¡¯s Note:


    Thank you all =v=