Coming of the Villain Boss!

[My Dizi is always so domineering hahahaha.]

[The boy looks handsome. He looks good from every angle. They are well-matched.]

[Why is it her again? She just stayed low for a few days and now comes out again, so annoying.]

[Wen Di, get out of showbiz.]

[She kept him… Impressive. I’ll bless you for the sake of that sentence.]

[Who is Liang Che? Is he a young actor?]

Who was Liang Che?

Liang Che’s identity was stated clearly on Weibo, the Reaching The Moon Studio’s boss.

What did this Reaching The Moon Studio do?

It specially provided news for all kinds of newspaper offices.

An artist and an entertainment reporter? Was this a plan for the entertainment reporters to break into the artists’ circle?

If Liang Che was an insider, even if he was an ordinary insider, there wouldn’t have been such a commotion.

After all, Ming Shu had so many black histories. Keeping a boy toy was completely in accordance with her anti-fans’ expectations.

But Liang Che was a journalist! He was a paparazzo!

Liang Che reposted Wen Di’s Weibo. He didn’t say anything, but apparently he was admitting it.

Who could take that?

For a time, the negative news that had just subsided was springing up again.

What else Liang Che could do but repost it?

She had said something like that, was he gonna be a coward and let her suffer all alone?

Liang Che didn’t go home, but returned to Ming Shu’s apartment.

He just sat there all night.

After a night of fermenting, the news was known to almost everyone.

Their relationship…

Was it public?

But, there was nothing between them.

What could he do next, what could she do…

He suddenly regretted; he shouldn’t have reposted it. As long as he didn’t admit it, denied that it was true, as time passed…

Liang Che stopped this thinking.

Even if given another chance to choose, he would still choose to repost it.

Knock knock!

There was a person standing outside the car.

Liang Che blinked his sore eyes and lowered the window. The early morning mist made it almost impossible to see even three meters away.

She stood in the mist like an elf.

Ming Shu went around to the other side and got into the car.

Liang Che closed the window in silence.

It was also very silent in the car.

“Wen Di.”

Liang Che leaned over and enveloped Ming Shu between the seat and his arms.

“Why did you post that on Weibo?”

Ming Shu blinked her eyes. “They wanted gossip, so I just gave it to them.”

Obviously this answer was different from what Liang Che wanted.

“That’s it?”

“What else?” Ming Shu blinked again.

“Did you ask me for my opinion?”

“I mentioned you, you could have just ignored me.” Ming Shu sounded very innocent.

Liang Che: “…”

Ming Shu seemed to think of something. “Ah, if you want me to keep you, that’s fine. I think I can afford you.”

Who wants her to keep me!

Liang Che fidgeted in his heart. He expected at least one answer today; unfortunately, the answer was quite different from what he thought.

Liang Che reached out his hand. “Half a million a month, excluding other fees, and you need to pay for a year in advance.”

Ming Shu chutted. “So expensive…” That money is enough for me to buy a lot of snacks. I think I’d just give him up. 

Liang Che wanted to change the number, but what was done was done. He looked at her calmly, like if she did not agree, he would not let her go.

Ming Shu gritted her teeth and fumbled out a card from her bag. “Here.”

Liang Che took the card and entered a complicated mood.

What the hell was wrong with him?

Was someone controlling his behavior?

Liang Che took a deep breath and sat back to calm his weird mood.

“Are you moving into my house, or am I moving into yours?”

Ming Shu: “…”

Could it go that fast?

“No need for that,” Ming Shu said. “We are in a pure relationship.”

Ming Shu saw Liang Che looking at her coldly. “Pure relationship? Come on, you’re keeping me. I’ll go back and pack up my things.”

Ming Shu: “…”

Wait! No. 

Was it too late for her to take back her card now?

If the little demon moved in, could she still have private time with her snacks?

Liang Che meant what he said, and he drove straight back to his place to pack up. He packed a few clothes and some everyday items, putting them in two luggage cases.

When he returned to Ming Shu’s apartment again, he found many reporters gathering outside.

He didn’t say anything and just sent a message on his phone. Soon those people seemed to receive some news and left one after another.

“What did you send?”

“I said you were at the Beida Plaza.”

“You spread fake news? Are you not afraid they’ll trace it back to you?”

“The news in our community is hard to predict. Sometimes a trip in vain is normal.”

Journalists had their own circles and would occasionally inform each other of news.

Liang Che drove into the apartment. He didn’t know he was going to move in today after getting his pass yesterday…

“Come in please.”

Liang Che looked around the place; it was quite spacious. But it had no breath of life and seemed quite cold and cheerless.

He moved his luggage in.

Ming Shu pointed to the guest room. “That’s the guest room, you can clean it up yourself.”

Liang Che nodded and moved his things into the guest room.

…

When Ming Shu checked the news, she learned that Hengfeng Group’s boss was in the hospital.

She made up that stuff about Seven Steps Falling.

But the snake was indeed venomous. It wouldn’t kill him, but he needed emergency treatment.

Ming Shu interacted with her anti-fans, and then seeing Liang Che come out, she stared at him.

Liang Che walked around the room expressionlessly, familiarizing himself with the environment.

“Do you usually live here alone? Why didn’t you get someone to take care of you?”

“I used to be so busy that I didn’t come back for half a year at a time. Why should I hire someone to take care of it?” The apartment was like a hotel to her.

Liang Che sat across from her in silence. “Let’s talk about what happened on Weibo.”

“What’s there to talk about? Now that you’re in my house and you’ve got the money, what else do you want? A raise? I’m telling you, I don’t have any work now, and there’s an idiot trying to force me out, I don’t have money!”

Liang Che: “…”

Was he a superficial person?

“Wen Di.”

“En…” What does this little demon want to do? 

“Why…” Liang Che didn’t seem to be able to find a proper adjective, and he said after a long while, “Why did you approach me?”

From the beginning, she was the one who broke into his life.

“Because you’re good-looking?”

“…” Liang Che gritted his teeth. “And?”

Ming Shu asked back innocently, “And what? What else do you have?”

Liang Che: “…”

Why exactly did he bring up this topic?

Ming Shu put her finger against her chin and thought for a while. “If you must have a reason, well, because you are a paparazzo, I’m an artist, and if I keep you, I won’t need to worry that I’ll be photographed secretly by paparazzi and that they’ll take ugly pictures of me…”

Liang Che stood up in a rush. “I’ll get to work now.”

“Hey, I haven’t finished yet.”

“Good night.”

“It’s noon, why good night?”

“…Good day.”

Liang Che left quickly. He was afraid he would silence her if he stayed any longer.

Ming Shu looked at the closed door and smiled lightly.

Little demon…