"Yes, yes!" Yan Rui nodded and said, "I'm here to harm you! The beer and cake are poisoned! I'm going to poison you to death!"
Yao Weiran glanced at him, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, put down the beer, scooped out a small piece of cake and put it into his mouth. The soft and sweet cream immediately filled his mouth, as if the world was brightening, and the fatigue was swept away. The atmosphere softened.
Seeing how satisfied she was after just eating a small cake, Yan Rui held her face with one hand and looked at Yao Weiran dreamingly and asked, "Why do you like eating cakes so much?"
"Because the cake is very sweet." Yao Weiran said while eating.
Yan Rui looked at Yao Weiran's face in fascination and asked softly: "Then why do you like sweets?"
"Because life is very hard." Yao Weiran said this in a very casual tone, as if he were discussing the weather.
This answer was something Yan Rui didn't expect. He was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say. He had imagined many answers in his mind, but he didn't expect this one.
Yao Weiran glanced at Yan Rui, noticed the surprise in his eyes, smiled slightly and pretended that nothing had happened and said: "You have had nothing to worry about since you were young, but of course you don't realize that you can't do anything in the face of reality. It's so painful that your whole body aches and you can't do anything about it." For relief, sweets can only be regarded as a soothing feeling for the soul.”
After saying this, Yan Rui's eyes darkened slightly, he took out another small fork from the bag and said, "Don't underestimate me."
"I envy you." As soon as Yao Weiran finished speaking, he saw Yan Rui reaching over with a fork, immediately picked up the cake, and asked in a protective manner, "Hey! What are you doing?"
Yan Rui's hand was still in mid-air, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "I can't eat what I bought?"
"Give it to me and it's mine!" Yao Weiran said childishly, holding the small cake with his back to Yan Rui, "Besides, it's so small, I can't even eat it by myself!"
"It won't hurt if I take a bite!" Yan Rui also insisted on eating it like a childish person. He grabbed Yao Weiran's arm and said, "I bought it after all! Don't be so stingy!"
Seeing Yan Rui trying to grab it, Yao Weiran became more childish. He protected the small cake with his elbow and ate it quickly. He ignored the cream around his mouth and turned around to hand the empty plate to Yan Rui. , before he finished chewing the cake in his mouth, he looked triumphantly and said unclearly: "You can eat it."
"You!" Yan Rui looked at the empty plate and then at Yao Weiran's bulging cheeks, proud and provocative, and asked, shaking the empty plate, "Are you so stingy? You won't even give me a bite!"
Yao Weiran finally swallowed the cake in his mouth, shook his head and said in a whisper: "If you don't give it, I won't give it! Hahahahahaha!"
Seeing Yao Weiran laughing so heartlessly, Yan Rui couldn't help but smile. He stretched out his fingers and quickly smeared a small amount of cream on the corner of Yao Weiran's mouth and put it into his mouth. After tasting it, he nodded and said, "Yeah~ indeed. Very sweet.”
Yao Weiran didn't expect Yan Rui to behave like this at all. His eyes widened and he was stunned. The place where he wiped the corner of his mouth seemed to become the starting point of an electric current, and the electric current flowed through the blood vessels to the heart.
In fact, Yan Rui himself made this move in a fit of enthusiasm. He was also surprised. His mouth was filled with sweetness, and it was hard to tell whether it was the sweetness of butter or the sweetness of Yao Weiran.
The temperature around him seemed to rise. Yan Rui stared at the remaining cream on Yao Weiran's mouth, feeling an urge that he could no longer suppress.
Come closer, come closer slowly... a little closer...
I'm about to taste the sweet cream on her lips...
The moment she smelled the refreshing fragrance of Yan Rui's body, Yao Weiran suddenly woke up. She subconsciously reached out and slapped Yan Rui's face away, making a crisp sound as if she had slapped Yan Rui!
"You..." Yan Rui covered his face and turned to Yao Weiran in disbelief and asked, "You hit me?"
Yao Weiran looked at Yan Rui and then at his own hands, closed his eyes to calm down and explained: "No...who let you get so close!"
She tilted her head to hide her reddish cheeks, and she almost kissed her just now!
"I...I just wanted to tell you that you had it in your mouth! Who knew you would have such a big reaction." Yan Rui defended weakly, trying hard to hide his thoughts, but he was too guilty to look at her.
In order to hide her thoughts, Yao Weiran pinched her neck and said: "Childish!"
"Am I childish? Where am I childish!" Yan Rui was furious when he heard this word. Could it be that Yao Weiran and Lu Fengyuan were together because Lu Fengyuan was mature? Do you think Yan Rui is naive?
Yao Weiran didn't know what was going on in Yan Rui's heart, but he suddenly got angry, pointed at the cake plate and beer on the table, and said back, "Aren't you naive? Look how naive you are!"
"Am I naive?" Yan Rui pointed at himself in disbelief. These words coming from Yao Weiran's mouth were a kind of denial to Yan Rui!
The atmosphere became strange and the ambiguity disappeared. Yao Weiran was about to leave and said, "Just stay by yourself. It's time for me to go back."
Yan Rui grabbed Yao Weiran who was about to stand up, asked her to sit next to him again, and said stubbornly: "Wait a minute! You say I'm childish? Then talk about something that's not childish! I want you to see Look who is naive!"
"You..." Yao Weiran turned his wrist to break away, but Yan Rui's big hand was determined not to let her leave.
Yan Rui took out a piece of A4 paper folded twice from his pocket, slapped it on the table with one hand and said, "I have business with you today!"
Yao Weiran looked at the paper on the table, then at Yan Rui, turned his wrist and said, "I won't leave, please let me go."
"Really?" Yan Rui looked at Yao Weiran with an expression of disbelief.
Yao Weiran just looked at him speechlessly and said nothing. It was true that he was childish.
"Let go, just let go..." Yan Rui murmured, letting go of his hand, leaning on the sofa and saying like an uncle, "Has your company's matter been resolved? Do you have no clue, no conditions, or no time?"
Yao Weiran picked up the A4 paper on the table, with a few lines written in beautiful regular script. After reading it, she asked Yan Rui with some surprise: "Contract? Are you going to resolve the contract with Xingcai Entertainment for me?"
"From the time you said you wanted to resolve the agency contract until now, without even taking any action, I knew it would not be easy for you." Yan Rui started boasting with an arrogant look on his face, "But this is easy for me. I can help you achieve the results you want. Of course, I know that you always feel that you owe me a favor for my help, and you are afraid that you have nothing to repay me with, so I thought of this contract. Let’s clearly mark the price, and I will help you. You do the work and you pay me.”
Yao Weiran looked at Yan Rui like a fool. He was really unpredictable. Why did he have to beg for help in vain?
"What kind of look are you looking at?" Yan Rui said dissatisfied, "Shouldn't it mean that you think my proposal is very good? You pay and I do the work. How fair. You don't have to feel like you owe me anything."
Yan Rui had figured out Yao Weiran's little thoughts, and every time he deliberately said some unpleasant things to push him away, fearing that he would not be in favor, he did not dare to have anything to do with him.
Now the price is clearly stated, and he only wants to pay. Let’s see if Yao Weiran has any reason to refuse. After all, this is a hugely cheap deal!
"Then why didn't you write down the amount of money?" Yao Weiran looked down at these simple lines of the "contract" and couldn't help but curl his lips. Yan Rui is really... a warm-hearted person? heroism?
Yan Rui sat up straight and asked, "Do you agree?"
Although he could expect that Yao Weiran would agree, he did not expect that she would agree so quickly.
"Yes." This time Yao Weiran nodded without hesitation, "I agree. I believe that with your ability, you can indeed destroy Xingcai Entertainment, and it will be much faster than me. After all, I do have time. I don’t want to spend any more money with them since it’s limited, and the clearly marked price is very reasonable, tell me, how much is it?”
Looking at Yao Weiran's serious eyes, Yan Rui felt a little proud, knowing that he would definitely get her to agree to accept his help.
Under Yao Weiran's gaze, Yan Rui stretched out five fingers.
Yao Weiran asked: "Five million? Or..."
"Five million? You really dare to open your mouth." Yan Rui pushed his finger on Yao Weiran's forehead in surprise and said, "I bet you don't even have five thousand yuan in your pocket, how dare you say five million?" "
Yao Weiran pouted and slapped Yan Rui's hand away, touched his forehead and said, "I open my mouth not to see how much money I have, but to see how much money you are worth doing this matter."
"Five hundred thousand." Yan Rui said bluntly, "You give me half a million when the matter is completed."
This number was carefully considered by Yan Rui, and it does not seem to make Yao Weiran feel that he is taking advantage, nor does it make Yao Weiran feel that he cannot afford it.
"Okay." Yao Weiran nodded decisively and said, "Fifty million is just half a million, but I have requirements."
"What's the request?" Yan Rui asked, raising an eyebrow.
Yao Weiran thought for a while and said: "First, we cannot give Xingcai Entertainment liquidated damages. I have already made a lot of money for them. Secondly, if possible, I want the public to know how much grievances I have suffered at Xingcai Entertainment, especially It’s the 91-percent contract that makes netizens understand my difficulties.”
"It's very simple." Yan Rui shrugged, took out a black pen from his pocket and handed it to her and said, "Write the amount of five hundred thousand, and then sign your name."
Yao Weiran looked at this "contract" that could be described as crude. He actually had to sign such a formal act. How dare he say that he was not naive?
Having no choice but to cooperate, Yao Weiran still wrote down 500,000 and his name on the paper, handed it to Yan Rui and said, "When will it be completed?"
"Before the Mid-Autumn Festival." Yan Rui looked at the contract and nodded with satisfaction, then folded it and carefully put it in his pocket.
Seeing his behavior, Yao Weiran asked confusedly: "Why do you have to help me? Do you think it can satisfy your personal heroism? Or your dream of acting as a savior?"
Yan Rui said matter-of-factly: "I can earn half a million."
Yao Weiran curled his lips, knowing that this guy was not serious. He was the dignified second young master of the Yan family and a top figure in the entertainment industry. How could he be short of a mere five hundred thousand?
But Yao Weiran also knew that this number was given by Yan Rui to reassure her.
