As a result of taking advantage of the original owner's fragile body, Samuel was pinned to the bed by the doctor for three days with an IV drip, supplemented with tasteless white porridge to nourish his stomach. He had a really miserable life these days.
The only thing to be thankful for is that Victor was unable to trouble him again because he was bedridden. Mr. Henry was a busy man, and as long as he tried to reduce the number of times they met, he should be able to avoid Victor's attention.
Samuel was taking a pleasant walk to digest his food, feeling particularly happy as he said goodbye to the plain porridge. If Eric hadn't stopped him, he would have definitely eaten two more bowls.
Something big seems to have happened in the city recently, and both the father and son of the Qin family have become busy. However, these have nothing to do with Samuel, the pretty boy who just sits around and waits for death. Anyway, Lucas has no time to meet with Nathan privately, so he is more comfortable alone.
Even when he was ill, Samuel did not forget his live broadcast career. Under the premise of showing his face and broadcasting steadily, the three daily gossips had become the new trademark of "Yunlan".
Counting the daily tips, he is now a wealthy man who can afford to order takeout every day.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with using Taoist magic to play house with netizens. As long as it didn't break the law, Samuel never cared about the way to make money. It was just that Leo found out about his relationship with Lucas from somewhere and insisted on asking him out to modify the contract.
Glancing at the time on his phone, Samuel changed his clothes and went out. Then he remembered that the original owner didn't have a car: he usually went out with Lucas, so naturally the Qin family's servants would not prepare a special car for him.
Think about it, the original owner is also pitiful. The life of a wealthy family seems to be full of flowers and glory, but for a dodder like Sean who depends on others, thorns will pop out from time to time in life and prick you.
The economic base determines the superstructure. This kid must not have listened carefully to his Marxism-Leninism teacher's lectures back then.
Humming a tune slowly, Samuel, who was carrying his wallet, did not go back to Eric for help. Fortunately, this wealthy area was not too far from the city center, so the cliché scene of not being able to get a taxi would never happen.
Taking a taxi all the way to the agreed coffee shop, Samuel saw the muscular man from afar. As if to neutralize his fierce appearance, the man wore a pair of glasses on his nose, which made him look even more out of place.
Not Leo.
After searching his memory, Samuel was sure that the original owner had never seen this man, but the other party was obviously waiting for someone, and the position he was sitting in was consistent with the agreement.
"Hello?" Samuel stepped forward and asked doubtfully, which successfully attracted the other party's attention.
"Sean, right? My name is Zhao Zhuo," the man adjusted his glasses and said naturally, "Sit down. I'm the staff member of Strawberry Live responsible for connecting with you."
He has thick eyebrows and a strong personality, but his eyes are bright and his nose is full and slightly protruding. Overall, he seems to be an honest person with a tragic fate but a passionate and loyal heart.
Slightly letting go of his guard, Samuel sat down as he was told: "Excuse me, where is Brother Yang? He asked me to come here."
"Leo has other anchors under him. You will be under my management for the time being." Zhao Zhuo expressed satisfaction with the young man's politeness and took out a contract from his file bag. "This is the new contract the company has drawn up for you. Take a look at it and see if there is anything you don't understand."
He was just a small anchor with four-digit fans. Why did Strawberry Live make such a big fuss? No one except Leo should know his identity. Could it be Lucas's instruction?
Samuel's thoughts were racing as he flipped through the documents at a glance. The remuneration in this contract was so generous that it was almost as if the words "backdoor" were printed directly on the paper.
If Samuel said there was no trick behind this, he would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.
Keeping in mind his innocent character, the young man politely smiled and pushed the document back: "Sorry, I can't sign this contract."
"What is wrong with you, Mr. Ji?" Zhao Zhuo put down his coffee, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "If it's about the remuneration or the length of time, we can still discuss it."
Brother, do you know what it means to be pure and innocent, not to be moved by poverty or humbleness, and not to bend by might and power? !
Not wanting to be caught by the protagonist like the original owner, Samuel shook his head decisively: "I'm just an unpopular anchor, I don't deserve such generous treatment."
---Speaking of which, has Lucas's emotional intelligence been eaten by a dog? Instead of making a new contract that looks so fake, it would be better to hire some Internet trolls to give gifts, so that he can pretend to be unaware and happily save up his coffers.
Facing the young man's firm and sincere gaze, Zhao Zhuo felt extremely depressed. He had messed up the task that his boss had specifically assigned him, and his chance to return to work at the headquarters would definitely be ruined.
Where is the money-loving, fame-seeking gigolo? How come this is different from what was described in the profile?
"Your recent live broadcast content is very innovative, and the company is very interested in this aspect," Zhao Zhuo was saved by the waiter who brought him coffee, and he immediately prepared a new statement, "Mr. Ji, you should seize this rare opportunity."
I don't believe you.
After tearing open the candy bag, Samuel shook his head again: "Then I'll change it after I become famous."
This was the first time that Zhao Zhuo encountered a contract partner who did not play by the rules. He could not guess what the other party was thinking. The young man behaved naturally and appropriately, but his intuition told Zhao Zhuo that anyone who could be targeted by the boss was definitely not just a five-good young man.
"Wait a moment," Zhao Zhuo turned on the alarm, picked up the phone and stood up, "I'll take a call first."
"Please do as you please."
Samuel calmly drank a sip of coffee, and unsealed his left eye the moment the man turned and walked towards the bathroom. Sure enough, there was a barely perceptible golden thread mixed in Zhao Zhuo's aura.
Judging from the cause and effect, the other party is definitely not just an employee of Qin’s.
It seems that Victor still refuses to give up and even arranges people to monitor him in such a roundabout way. Samuel curled his lips in boredom. He was very curious why the other party did not take tough measures.
After all, he was just a powerless college student. Even if he was called "Lucas's boyfriend", Mr. Qin San would have ten thousand ways to deal with him.
Alas, a man's heart is like a needle in the sea. Since he can't avoid it, why not get on good terms with Victor? Nathan has the aura of a protagonist, so he must get the support of his "father-in-law".
Samuel was stirring the coffee intermittently, and was amused by the father-in-law he imagined. Zhao Zhuo, who had just finished communicating with his boss and put away his phone, happened to see the young man's gorgeous smile.
No wonder Lucas was able to bring her back to the old house. This Sean looks like a real disaster. Just based on his face and figure, even if he just sits there as a vase, countless people will be willing to pay for him.
But before he could go up to her and say a few words of praise, an unexpected person suddenly approached her.
"Sean?"
Looking back in surprise, Samuel did not expect that he would meet Nathan here. The two looked so similar that just standing together would attract the attention of others.
It was him, the poisonous thorn that stood between him and Ah Heng.
Hiding the overly exposed emotions in his eyes, Nathan said, "I heard from Ah Heng that you have been ill recently. How are you? Are you feeling better?"
Unlike his previous life, after knowing what "Sean" valued most, he could easily defeat the other party, just like now, seeing the young man clenching his fingers tightly, Nathan's mouth corners immediately raised a not-so-obvious arc.
After living a new life, she was still fighting for a man. Without seeing Zhao Zhuo in her peripheral vision, Samuel took off his disguise, lazily let go and raised his eyes: "Master Bai seems to hate me?"
Looking at the other party in doubt and surprise, Nathan had never seen Sean like this. He and Sean didn't have much interaction in his previous life. If Ah Heng hadn't always compared him with the other party during quarrels, Nathan would not have taken this jumping clown seriously at all - anyway, every conspiracy against him would end up turning into a farce of shooting himself in the foot.
However, time will automatically fade away all the unpleasant memories. He was clearly just a substitute for someone who climbed into bed with him, but Ah Heng often thought of him after his death. Nathan was a child of destiny, and he had long been accustomed to being held in the palm of his lover's hand for more than a decade. How could he accept such a great humiliation?
What's more, if he hadn't quarreled with Ah Heng, how could he have been hit and killed by a car for not looking at the red light?
"If you want to pretend, do it more realistically. This won't win back Ah Heng's heart." Rebirth does not mean changing the person. Nathan is still the protagonist in the original novel. Samuel looked at the other party's horrible acting skills and couldn't help but want to tease him.
Nathan was startled when his delicate palm was gently touched. He lowered his head to meet the young man's smiling eyes: "How is it? Do you want me to tell you what position Lucas likes in bed?"
"You have no shame!"
He angrily shook off the other's left hand. The fear that had been suppressed in Nathan's heart finally broke out. Although Ah Heng said in his previous life that he had never hugged anyone else, what if? This two-faced pretty boy in front of him really had never climbed into Ah Heng's bed?
The memories of the two lives kept intertwining, and Nathan's mind was filled with a chaotic noise. When he came to his senses, a tall man he didn't recognize was standing in front of Sean.
How dare he cheat on Ah Heng! Thinking of the other party's notorious past, Nathan's eyes flashed with contempt. He was about to open his mouth to tell the "truth", but he found that the eyes of the people around him were not right.
The reason was simple. The young man who had just been pushed away by him was now pretending to cover his left hand, which he had not been hit by, and pursing his lips.
"Stop being so pitiful! I didn't even try hard!"
Since he was called a prince, Nathan naturally had an indelible arrogance in his bones. Even Ah Heng in his previous life had never made him admit his mistake to this b!tch.
"Mr. Bai, please respect yourself!" Zhao Zhuo grabbed the wrist of the young man who was about to pull him and frowned unhappily. He only worked for the Third Master and did not care about the friendship between Qin Bai and him.
"It's okay, it was just my carelessness."
The young man reluctantly raised the corners of his lips, and his forbearing expression was particularly pitiful. It seemed that he could not bear such insults and accusations. He stood up and was about to leave, and coincidentally, the back of his swollen hand was exposed.
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