Chapter 84 Birthday Surprise

"I understand." Song Nian took back the contract and stood up from the sofa. When she looked up again, she regained the confident smile that an actress should have. "I struggled for a long time before I came here today. But I don't regret it."

When Song Nian left, Zhou Ziheng immediately called Jiang Yin.

"Sister-in-law, help me check Song Nian's team. I want to know which investors they are in contact now." Thinking of what Song Nian said before, Zhou Ziheng said again, "Also, if the media recently exposed the private life of Xia Xiqing, please help me with public relations."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Xiqing pushed the door open and said, "Why is Xiao Luo standing outside..."

Seeing this, Zhou Ziheng hung up the phone.

"When did you buy these foods?" Xia Xiqing sat down, cut a small piece of cake with a fork and stuffed it into her mouth, "I'm really a little hungry."

Zhou Ziheng sat next to him with a smile, said nothing, and silently took his left hand.

The two of them rested in the lounge for a while and were about to leave the TV station. Xia Xiqing's cell phone rang again, he hung up, turned his face and said to Zhou Ziheng, "I have something important to deal with, you can go home first."

Zhou Ziheng nodded, his mind full of what Song Nian said before. If he was with Xia Xiqing in his state, he would definitely find something.

"It just so happens that I have to go to the company, too."

The two of them acted separately. A large group of fans surrounded the TV station. After finally waiting for the idol to appear, Zhou Ziheng was the only one.

"Why did Hengheng come down alone?"

"Yes, where is Brother Xi Qing?"

Zhou Ziheng got into the car with a smile, "You brother Xiqing left in advance if you have anything." The car door closed, and he waved inside as a farewell to his fans.

After returning to the company, Zhou Ziheng went straight to Jiang Yin's office. Jiang Yin, who had just finished the conference call, came back from the conference room and saw Zhou Ziheng, and knew the seriousness of the situation.

"Since Song Nian said that, she must have heard some news." Zhou Ziheng sorted out his thoughts, "She has no backstage, and she didn't have many film appointments before, which shows that at least there was no financial support behind Song Nian before, or her financial support is not very capable."

He looked at Jiang Yin, "You have people in many media, but you haven't even heard of this explosive news that exposes the sexual orientation of popular actors, but Song Nian knows it."

Jiang Yin pressed her fingers crossed under her chin, "What if she was lying?"

"I thought about this when she said it. First, she expressed her expression very sincerely, and secondly, he really didn't need it." Zhou Ziheng breathed a sigh of relief. "If she just wanted to use the matter between me and Xia Xiqing to deceive me into becoming a contract couple, she could directly threaten it. Moreover, this approach is really unsafe. If I sign a contract with her, no homosexual news will be exposed in the future, and what she said will be automatically exposed. Few people can do such a stupid thing."

"So," Zhou Ziheng expressed his guess, "I think the only reasonable possibility of Song Nian's news about the news is that the initiator of the attempt to create this riot is the same person who attempted to support Song Nian. Song Nian should have accidentally learned about the news at a dinner party or at some other opportunity, and then came to tell me."

Although she knew that her brother-in-law was smart, Jiang Yin was still a little unexpected this time. He originally thought that Zhou Ziheng would be blinded by feelings whenever he met Xia Xiqing. This was something she had always worried about, but his meticulous thinking forced Jiang Yin to admit that he had indeed underestimated Zhou Ziheng.

"I will ask someone to investigate this, but if Song Nian really said, there will be some movement in the past two days, and maybe my investigation will not be too late."

Zhou Ziheng frowned and thought, and was silent for a few seconds before speaking, "I have an idea."

"you say."

"What happens artificially, there are always reasonable motives for him. If the reporter took a photo of me and Xia Xiqing, they released it for the sake of profit, so before the photos and videos are actually leaked, they will definitely contact the parties. If the parties are willing to spend a lot of money to buy these evidence, their purpose will be achieved. But no one has contacted you now."

"It means that this matter was not discovered by the media first." Jiang Yin quickly understood what Zhou Ziheng meant, "If a media really photographed something, he should contact us as soon as possible, not to give other investors, so..."

Zhou Ziheng spoke confidently, "So no media took photos of anything, it was just someone who knew the inside story was interfering."

The scope was shortened suddenly, and Zhou Ziheng had almost confirmed the suspect who was causing trouble.

"Wei Min, this scumbag, will never repent." Zhou Ziheng clenched his fists tightly, "I should have beaten him to death at the beginning."

"Don't act rashly." Jiang Yin thought about the way out, "If the matter was the same as we analyzed, the media should not have captured the true secrets of you and Xia Xiqing in their hands, so it would be easier to do. I'll check if Wei Min has something to do with Song Nian's team recently." After that, Jiang Yin began to call one by one.

When he thought about it again, Zhou Ziheng hesitated again. If Wei Min was really the mastermind behind the scenes, how could he dare to touch him?

In an instant, Song Nian's words emerged again.

[You are the second son of the Zhou family, no one dares to touch you, but have you ever thought about Xia Xiqing? In the entertainment industry, having money is nothing, only powerful people have the Golden Bell cover.]

Jiang Yin has been struggling in the circle for too many years and has an unlimited number of eyeliners.

"Don't worry, help me this time. If you have anything to look for me next time, I, Jiang Yin, will never refuse." Seeing his sister-in-law hanging up the phone with a smile, the smile on her face instantly switched to a cold expression, Zhou Ziheng understood.

"Wei Min really wanted to support Song Nian recently, and she didn't lie."

After hearing Jiang Yin's words, Zhou Ziheng stood up directly.

"You are not allowed to look for him now." Jiang Yinli shouted, "Since Wei Min dares to mess with you, he must be prepared. He has definitely held a grudge in his heart for a long time when you hit him last time. If he can install reporters on his side now and stimulate you again, you will be the one who makes headlines at that time."

"I didn't want to find him." Zhou Ziheng turned around, "I want to find Xia Xiqing."

Jiang Yin sighed, "Xia Xiqing is a troublesome here. Although he is Xia Yunkai's son, online public opinion cannot be suppressed by money, and sometimes power cannot be suppressed."

Zhou Ziheng didn't say anything, thinking about countermeasures.

"I will contact Wei Min on your behalf to see if there are any compromise conditions for him."

Zhou Ziheng felt disgusted when he thought of compromising with people like Wei Min. But he was even more reluctant to be hurt by Xia Xiqing.

After a long silence, Zhou Ziheng whispered thanks and left Jiang Yin's office.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when he got home. Zhou Ziheng rang the doorbell opposite and no one responded. He turned on his phone and found that he had received a message from Xia Xiqing.

[Little Rose: There is something important today. You may come back very late. You should go to bed first. Isn’t there any advertisement shooting tomorrow? Good night.]

Zhou Ziheng doesn't care much about Xia Xiqing's work on weekdays. He seems to have become busy recently and often stays away from home.

My birthday is about to be celebrated. In the past, as long as I was not on the crew, Zhou Ziheng would be called back to Xishan by his parents, but this was his first birthday after being with Xia Xiqing. Zhou Ziheng wanted to spend it with him no matter what.

I fell asleep unknowingly and fell into a deep dream.

In the dream, Xia Xiqing pushed a huge cake towards him.

He hugged his neck as usual, smiled rascally, and kissed him.

This dream is a bit too real. Zhou Ziheng, immersed in the dream, could almost feel the touch of the kiss without any error. It was long and moist, carrying the familiar fragrance of Xia Xiqing.

"Why are you sleeping so hard..."

Zhou Ziheng frowned and opened his eyes with great difficulty, and saw Xia Xiqing's beautiful peach blossom eyes.

"Awaken?" Xia Xiqing, who was lying on him, smiled like a successful little fox, lowered her head and kissed his lips hard, "What dream did you have? You don't want to wake up so much."

Zhou Ziheng rubbed his eyes, hugged Xia Xiqing's waist, and buried his head between his neck, "I dreamed of you." Xia Xiqing was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and the perfume smell on her body had already shown a warm back tune.

He didn't come back all night.

"Why are you acting like a child?" Xia Xiqing touched Zhou Ziheng's head, then turned over and fell asleep next to Zhou Ziheng, and sighed tiredly, "I'm so tired, hug me."

Zhou Ziheng took him into his arms and rubbed Xia Xiqing's hair. The two of them said nothing, and each kept their worries in the warm quilt.

Xia Xiqing's breathing gradually calmed down. Zhou Ziheng let go of him gently, lying on his side and staring at him quietly, as if he was staring at his most cherished work of art.

I thought Wei Min would be moving, but Zhou Ziheng was a little uneasy during the filming of the advertisement, but what he didn't expect was that he had been waiting all day and there was no turmoil on the Internet, and he was too calm. Various fan postscripts and videos of the previous recording of the program were circulating crazily on the Internet. In addition, Zhou Ziheng's birthday is approaching, and the popularity of self-study CPs on the Internet is high.

After the commercial was finished, Zhou Ziheng returned home and found that Xia Xiqing was still not at home. He called and heard that the other end seemed to be very busy.

"Okay, I'll go there right away." Xia Xiqing leaned closer to the microphone again, "Ziheng, I may not be able to go back tonight, so you can rest first."

"That……"

Then will you come back tomorrow?

Xia Xiqing on the other end of the phone seemed to be overwhelmed with her microphone halfway, "Don't put this here, wait a moment, you can wait a moment."

After all, I still can't ask and don't want to be as willful as a child.

"You are busy." Zhou Ziheng smiled and instructed, "Don't be too ruthless. If you have any questions, you must call me."

The phone hung up too quickly, and even Xia Xiqing on the other end was stunned.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, many artists and directors who had worked with before posted birthday congratulations on Weibo. Zhou Ziheng was in the mood to return and covered his head with a quilt that he was not online.

Sleepless all night. The next morning, Luo Luo led his father's driver to pick him up, but Zhou Ziheng had no choice but to get in the car.

"Mrs. Says you have made a big table of dishes for you," the driver was in good spirits. He chatted with Zhou Ziheng when he started the car, "The eldest young master will come back later."

"Isn't he in the United States?" Zhou Ziheng looked out the window, absent-minded.

"The plane landed at three o'clock, and I will pick it up when the time comes."

For birthdays, we should have celebrated with our parents with our family. Zhou Ziheng has always been a filial child, but now he is thinking about Xia Xiqing, and he really has no mood to celebrate. In any case, he still has to tell him.

When I opened WeChat, there was still no movement in Xia Xiqing's message column. Zhou Ziheng thought about the wording and edited a few words.

[I'll go back to my dad's birthday today, you...]

He deleted one word by one and typed a new line.

[I may have to go back to my dad's side today. I am not in the apartment and may not be back at night.]

I wanted to give a few more words, but I felt so upset that I even felt my fingers stagnated.

"Why is this big truck?" Ronaldo lowered the window, "Is anyone going to move?"

The driver also honked the horn, which caused Zhou Ziheng to look up.

"Hey, please drive quickly, don't block this door." The driver rolled down the window and said a few words to the other end, and the other party bowed repeatedly, "Drive now, drive now."

Through the car window, Zhou Ziheng vaguely saw many picture frames in the container closing the door.

He pulled up the window and saw a man's face vaguely on the painting.

My heart suddenly became panicked, as if I was struck by lightning without warning.

Could it be that Xia Xiqing is moving away? What he has been busy with these days is moving?
To be continued...