Chapter 997 Remembrance

Pei Ziheng's voice was low and soft, but Chu Chen heard it clearly——

Just pretend he didn't hear it this time, which means that if there is a next time, what awaits him is a terrible and severe punishment! This was the first time Pei Ziheng spoke to him in such a tone.

Dragons have reverse scales, which will kill you if you touch them.

Looking at the dragon among the people leaving step by step, Chu Chen's heartbeat was beating like a drum. Only then did he realize that the cold sweat on his back had wet his clothes. Did he think he was possessed tonight? Otherwise, why would he be so stupid and recklessly violate this taboo? In the long years of getting along with his boss, he should have learned that some people and some things, as long as they are done according to the order, and ignoring them is the only correct choice.

After that night, he kept this matter deep in his heart and never mentioned it again.

He is still Pei Ziheng's most capable confidant, assisting Pei Ziheng to deal with everything about Xia Ling, contacting the training club, buying some shady equipment, sending press releases to the media to cover up the fact that she was imprisoned under the excuse of "being sick and recuperating", The Wang family brokered negotiations until the Wang family promised not to retaliate against her.

Everything is under control.

Occasionally, he would go to the secret prison to look for Pei Ziheng and meet Xia Ling.

The fairy-like girl became even more haggard, as pale and thin as a piece of tissue paper, as if it would sway when the wind blows. She is very obedient, her ankles are locked with thin gold chains, even if her skin is torn and bled, she doesn't dare to cry out for pain, she nestles into Pei Ziheng's arms docilely, and when she is put down occasionally, she will follow her with admiring eyes he.

Everyone has his own destiny.

Chu Chen told herself that it was really good that she and her boss could get along harmoniously again.

Pei Ziheng told Chu Chen: "I plan to let her out."

Chu Chen was not surprised. Now that Wang Jingwan's murder case has been settled and she has become obedient, she cannot really be locked up for the rest of her life. What's more...

He remembered the way Pei Ziheng looked at her old photos that night in the Emperor's Hall of Glory.

That majestic and cold man actually misses that domineering butterfly! The beauty locked in a cage is not the real beauty after all, maybe deep down in their hearts they all have a secret longing, longing for the return of that spoiled and arrogant butterfly one day.

Unfortunately, something happened before that day came.

When the lights on the stage were turned off, Chu Chen intuitively realized that something was wrong—this is the best concert venue in S city, and before each performance, the equipment system will be checked several times by professionals, how could it be possible to commit such a low-level power failure? mistake? He stood up from the seat in the audience all at once, and before breaking through the barriers of the crowd and security guards to reach the stage, he saw the lights brighten up, and then, the crowd screamed...

The butterfly has fallen.

Chu Chen didn't know how he got through those days. He was busy dealing with her affairs, dealing with reporters from all walks of life, comforting Pei Ziheng who was rapidly sinking, and guarding against the covetous eyes of the emperor's internal affairs with 120,000 points of energy to seize power. The forces... were too busy, so busy that he had no time to mourn the girl's death for even a second.

It was his mother who asked him: "The little girl who came to the house for dinner died like this?"

Chu Chen rubbed his forehead, not knowing what to say.

Mother sighed sympathetically: "It's so pitiful, so young and beautiful. By the way, Ah Chen, remember to visit her at the grave and bring the yam powder I made, I remember she likes to eat that. "

He accompanied his mother to make yam gravy, and then rummaged through the boxes and found an Italian porcelain bowl at the bottom of the box at home. This porcelain bowl was a limited edition item that he brought back many years ago. Even his mother kept it for a long time without wanting to use it.

His mother stopped him: "Just go and see her. What are you doing with such a good bowl?" It's better not to recycle the bowls that are placed on other people's graves. It would be a waste to use such expensive and rare porcelain.

Chu Chen said: "I will buy it for you next time."

I insisted on using the one I found.

She is such a picky person, how can ordinary porcelain be suitable for her?

Ever since she died, whenever he worked overtime all night until dawn, or when his head was too hard, there would always be hallucinations that flashed before his eyes-it was her hurt and disbelieving eyes that came back again, looking at him in despair. Looking at him, it's like saying, Chu Chen, why did you lie to me?

If, at the moment she fled in a hurry, he mustered up the courage to hold her hand.

Or, when Pei Ziheng looked at the picture in the Hall of Glory, he tried to persuade him regardless of his own safety.

Could it be that the outcome would have been different without the subsequent tragedy?

However, the deceased has passed away, so what is the meaning of saying such words now.

He has always been a very pragmatic person and does not allow himself to indulge in this useless sadness. He tells himself over and over again, look, this is the fate of the weak. Only the strong can survive in this world.

He will continue to follow Pei Ziheng and become stronger.

Even if Xia Ling dies, he is still the best agent in the entire emperor and even the industry, without a doubt. There are so many artists who want to be praised by him that they can be lined up in several streets. They are fighting each other every day and performing one scene after another. He was high up, overlooking them, knowing that he would soon find new fun and no longer be worried about Xia Ling's death.

Pei Ziheng assigned Xia Yu to him.

He returned to his job as an agent and found success. Xia Yu is different from her sister, she is a girl who is very good at observing words and expressions, even if she plays big names and goes crazy, it is within the range of unspoken rules recognized by the entertainment industry, she is not out of line, and there is nothing that requires him to clean up the mess. So, there is no...fun.

He still misses the days when he was Xia Ling's manager.

Still grudged.

Until the girl named Ye Xingling appeared.

The first time he saw her, the first thing he noticed were her eyes. It seems that since Xia Ling's death, paying attention to other people's eyes has become his habit of evaluating people. It's a pity that every actress he met disappointed him. There was no one with eyes as clean and penetrating as Xia Ling.

But the Ye Xingling in front of her was different.

Her eyes were like glass, faintly transparent, with a kind of alienation and indifference completely different from Xia Ling in memory, but still clear, like water in a frozen lake.

He is deeply attracted to her.

It was like searching in vain for the shadow of another person in her.

He knew that Pei Ziheng was also deeply attracted by her clear and contradictory temperament. To a certain extent, she was too much like Xia Ling.

He accepted Pei Ziheng's order to turn her into a new forbidden concubine.

The days ahead will never be boring again.

After receiving the order, Chu Chen thought silently.