After being possessed by a boss, I became popular all over the Internet

Chapter 3 I'm Not Dead, I'm Disappointing You

Yun Zi'an, who had just escaped the siege of the reporters and the media, and fled to the roof of the top floor, twisted his neck. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw that he was holding his mobile phone, like a landmine about to explode. Waiting for his Ying Xiaofeng.

Ying Xiaofeng worked as Yun Zi'an's executive manager for three years, and accompanied him to eat instant noodles and ham sausage for three years, and ran for a full three years. Zi, but I didn't expect that Yun Zi'an would not take the usual path!

When other artists walk the red carpet, they want to be naked, but Yun Zian walks the red carpet with a down jacket and a thermos.

Other artists flew to more than a dozen cities a week to make announcements, and Yun Zian stayed at home for a whole week without going out.

When other artists are interviewed, they are very careful, for fear of leaving a bad impression on the public, but when Yun Zian was interviewed, he fucking claimed to be married and widowed for three years! ! !

"Ancestor!" Knowing that Yun Zi'an doesn't like to urinate in crowds, Ying Xiaofeng waited early on the rooftop to catch people on the spot, and every spit of his spit was full of deep accusations against Yun Zi'an, "I'm only a university student!" Three years after graduation, I have already drank Mrs. Jingxin Oral Liquid! Can you let me live a few more years!"

Yun Zi'an was already immune to Xiaofeng's roar, "I'll buy you a box of Taitai Jingxin Oral Liquid at my own expense, and I'll buy you a few more boxes of Baifeng Wuji Wan."

"What are you talking about? You said you are married?" Ying Xiaofeng really wanted to open Yun Zian's head to see what kind of brain circuit is different from ordinary people, "Do you know that 80.00% of your fans are composed of Girlfriend fans? You blew yourself up as married, which is equivalent to breaking the dreams of thousands of girls with your own hands!!!”

Yun Zi'an smiled, "Then there is still 20.00% left?"

Ying Xiaofeng told him blankly, "The remaining 20.00% are boyfriend fans."

Yun Zi'an, "..."

"Ancestor!" Ying Xiaofeng really wanted to pinch Yun Zian's neck and shake it crazily, "Why do you say you are married!!!"

"Because..." Yun Zi'an put his hands in the trouser pockets of his suit, and stood there in the summer evening breeze. It was obviously a very ordinary standing posture, but for no reason it gave people a feeling that he was standing in the deep pool of spring water and lightly unraveling Luo Chang. Feeling, the corner of the mouth slightly raised a curve, "I'm just married."

Even though Ying Xiaofeng had a full understanding and feeling of Yun Zi'an's beauty, he still couldn't stand him being so pretentious and aggressive, so he staggered back a few steps, leaning on the railing of the roof, "You, you, you... I warn you You, don't be blind and seduce people, I'm telling you something serious..."

The wicked smile on Yun Zi'an's face became more and more obvious. He took a few steps forward, leaned down slightly by relying on his height of 1.8 meters three, and raised his right hand, revealing the platinum ring on the base of his ring finger, " This is my wedding ring."

"RX." Yun Zian's eyes were innocent, but his face was full of stubbornness, "This is my husband's initials. He also has a ring with my initials engraved on his hand."

Ying Xiaofeng's expression froze completely, "..."

After graduating from university, he joined an entertainment company that had just been established with a brokerage certificate. At that time, Yun Zian signed to the company and became his first co-artist.

They have been with each other for three full years. During these three years, Ying Xiaofeng served as Yun Zi'an's executive manager, assistant, driver and butt wiper. But for three full years, Yun Zi'an, a bastard Not a single bit of news was revealed to him!

Ying Xiaofeng also wondered why Yun Zian always wore this platinum ring, but he got various answers, such as "wear it casually." "This is my grandmother's relic." "I found a Fengshui Mr. , told me that I must wear it for 49 days."

Now that I think about it, these are all Yun Zian's nonsense! ! !

The anger of being deceived gradually came to his face, Ying Xiaofeng almost blushed and roared thickly, "Yun Zi'an—!"

Seeing that the situation is not good, Yun Zian has already found his own escape route, rushed to the elevator on the rooftop in a few steps, and stepped in first, "Bye bye~"

The elevator has begun to sink, but Ying Xiaofeng's roar can still be clearly heard, with a faint echo, "I'm not finished with you——!"

Getting rid of Ying Xiaofeng's siege, Yun Zi'an twisted his neck, and as the elevator door opened with a ding, he walked out with a relaxed and happy pace humming a tune, unbuttoning his tie and suit while walking, Just before stepping out of the hotel gate, he threw the clothes to the waiter at the door, and gave him a wink, "Please throw it away for me."

He took out a mask from his pocket and put it on, Yun Zian hailed a car and took him back to the entrance of the community. By the way, he bought a bowl of spicy snail noodles and a large portion of stinky beans at the stall at the entrance. Rotten, came to the downstairs of his house happily.

With a casual glance, he found that there was a black Beijing brand high-end car parked downstairs.

Yun Zian has been renting in a community with an average monthly rent of [-] for almost three years, enjoying the double happiness of fat house water and snail noodles, almost forgetting his other identity as a wealthy young master.

The sudden appearance of such a car made his nerves tense for a moment, but he relaxed in the next second. The tension was nothing more than his family members persuading him to go home to inherit his father's business, or the butler of the Rong family came to send him off. Order lobster and abalone to improve the meal.

The corners of Yun Zi'an's mouth curled up slightly, and he let out a smirk.

It's impossible for Rong Xiao to return home.

When Yun Zian took his supper, opened the door with the key, and raised his head to look at the sofa in the living room, the song he was humming stopped suddenly, and the expression on his face froze instantly——

A man he was familiar with who was no longer familiar with suits and leather shoes was sitting on the sofa, with his arms folded, and on the ring finger of his right hand, which was resting on the bend of his arm, he also wore a platinum ring. He raised the corners of his lips and smiled subtly.

Rong Xiao looked at him with gray-black eyes, his eyes were meaningful, "I'm sorry, I didn't die completely, I let you down."