After Rebirth, I Decided To Inherit the Family Property

Qin Ke's room is a suite.

Passing by the small living room for guests outside, walking inside is the bedroom with a double bed.

This place is as tidy as his home. Everything used is placed in its proper place. At this time, there is a spread script and a bottle of water on the coffee table in the living room. Apart from this, there is nothing extra. Of debris.

Qin Ke pushed the suitcase into the bedroom, turned his face and asked, "Are you going to take a shower first?"

Song Yunran was still a little dazed, and obediently took the toiletries and went into the bathroom.

The hot water rushed away from the exhaustion of the boats and cars, and also made him recover from the sane that had been tossed out of his brain by the horror standing ticket.

There is only one double bed in the room.

The living room sofa looked no more than one meter long, and neither he nor Qin Ke would be able to sleep.

so…

Is he going to sleep with Qin Ke tonight?

Song Yunran clicked in his heart, secretly annoyed.

Why did he vaguely agreed.

But now that the shower is finished, letting Assistant Tang find another hotel to stay in, it seems a bit okay.

He suddenly fell into a dilemma, not only was he afraid that Qin Ke would become beastly in the middle of the night, but he didn't want to appear to be too constrained.

Is this also part of Qin Ke's calculations?

As the protagonist in the book, he is really a master of playing with people's hearts!

I want to come, too. On a rainy night, the lonely man and the widow are in the same room.

According to Qin Ke's thinking about love, he probably still thinks that today's atmosphere is good, and it is a good day for a showdown and confession.

Maybe he opened the bathroom door now, and he could see that Qin Ke was already posing a sultry pose outside.

Thinking of this, Song Yunran sneered disdainfully.

Wait, when I open the bathroom door, Dad will destroy all your fantasies himself!

After sorting out his clues, he didn't hesitate anymore, he opened the door neatly and walked out proudly.

Then I saw Qin Ke sitting on the sofa, looking down at the script in his hand.

Completely look like a dedicated actor.

The scene that Song Yunran envisioned did not happen, and he was a little lost inexplicably.

He walked over and sat down, thinking for a while and tentatively said: "It's only past nine o'clock, do you plan to keep reading the script tonight?"

"Um?"

Qin Ke raised his thin eyelids, thinking that Xiao Song would always make major instructions, so he asked, "What do you want me to do with you?"

Song Yunran was pierced in the chest by a boomerang, his face almost flushed, how to speak, what to do, what to do...what is to do...this is so strange.

He covered his face with a bath towel and pretended to wipe his hair: "I just want to see if you work hard!"

Qin Ke smiled, paused when his eyes fell on a few strands of wet black hair on the back of his neck, and quickly retracted without a trace: "If you are sleepy, go to sleep first. Assistant Tang and I will go to see Zhong Xiaofeng?"

"I'll go too." Song Yunran finally remembered that there was still this business matter.

Qin Ke said: "Too many people are gone at once, what if he gets stressed again."

Song Yunran: "Then let Assistant Tang stay away. His face doesn't have any affinity at all. I suspect Zhong Xiaofeng was scared off by him."

Qin Ke was quiet for a few seconds: "Are you sure you don't need to sleep?"

"No, I was too tired on the train before, and now I'm almost resting."

Song Yunran threw the bath towel aside, and said against the messy hair that was rubbed by him, "I haven't slept for a day. What does it matter, or is it that you are too young to have energy? Ah, this, or the company will send it to you. Order skin care products?"

Speaking of the ending, it was clearly rising, revealing the coexistence of doubt and contempt.

Qin Ke glanced at him calmly, without speaking.

"..."

Song Yunran was guilty by this look, lest Qin Ke prove it to him on the spot, quickly grabbed the phone next to him, sent a message to Assistant Tang, and then urged: "What to see, hurry up!"

At the same time, the room downstairs.

Assistant Tang, who was about to go upstairs, paused and looked at the phone: "Xiao Song always told me not to go, saying that he and Qin Ke would come forward."

"Hiss..." Xiao Ke hesitated with a slice of potato chips in his mouth, "Assistant Tang, I have a question, can you advise me?"

"you say."

"It stands to reason that Qin Ke, as an artist, should stop Zhong Xiaofeng on this matter today. Don’t look at him like this. Actually, it’s very tiring to be filming during this period of time. It’s hard to get a day off. Why should he help? What about Xiao Song's work?"

Assistant Tang pushed the lens: "Zhong Xiaofeng is the person he introduced. Shouldn't he be responsible for the aftermath if something goes wrong?"

Xiao Ke turned his head: "Is that the only thing?"

But why does he feel that it is not that simple.

"Of course only that."

Assistant Tang scowled and criticized in a deep voice, "Don't think about it, if it's really idle, just report to a training class to improve yourself."

Xiao Ke: "...?"

Assistant Tang's expression was painful: "Otherwise, be careful of your year-end bonus."

Song Yunran didn't expect to see Ark again.

Even more unexpectedly, when Fang Zhou saw him when he met again after a long absence, he was excited to greet him.

"President Xiao Song, long time no see!"

Ark held his hands enthusiastically and shook it up and down, "How have you been recently?"

Song Yunran was confused, and his first reaction was to look at Ark's trouser pocket.

Fang Zhou quickly explained: "My phone is in the TV cabinet, and I didn't start recording."

"...Oh, you're sensible."

Song Yunran still didn't understand why the other party was so enthusiastic.

At the moment of confusion, Qin Ke next to him said coldly: "Have you finished greeting?"

"Ah yes, just talk about business."

Only then did Ark react, let go of Song Yunran's hand, and sat back to the previous position.

Song Yunran and Qin Ke also sat down, and they both looked at the screenwriter Xinghe on the run.

Zhong Xiaofeng saw Song Yun but not Tang's assistant, and his fear of being scolded slightly eased, and he raised his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Song Yunran wondered what Fang Zhou could persuade, and said, "You continue?"

"Okay." Ark asked. "Where did you go?"

Zhong Xiaofeng reminded thoughtfully: "Speaking of your termination of contract with Xinghe."

Song Yunran: "???"

How long has this been, and what were you two doing before? !

Ark bent down, his elbows on his knees, and a long-talking posture: "After leaving Galaxy, I thought there was an opportunity to make a big difference. At that moment, I seemed to see a bright future beckoning to me, but there was no I thought, only another trough was ushered in. Do you know what happened to me?"

"Oh? What is it?" Zhong Xiaofeng asked.

Fang Zhou: "The new company is very good to me. It directly arranged a male one with an urban theme for me."

Zhong Xiaofeng: "That's a good thing."

Fang Zhou: "But I never expected that I would be scolded by the director on the first day I joined the group."

Zhong Xiaofeng: "Why scold you?"

Fang Zhou: "The director thinks I acted as President Ba, not like President Ba."

Zhong Xiaofeng: "Oh, this is not a good comment."

Song Yunran: "..."

He turned his face to look at Qin Ke, and Qin Ke also raised his eyes to look over, the same speechlessness in the two eyes.

At that moment, Song Yunran realized.

In this room, he and Qin Ke are the only humans with normal IQs.

"Can you two stop talking about cross talk?" He knocked on the armrest impatiently. "Talk about the point."

Fang Zhou didn't dare not listen to Mr. Song's words.

He quickly speeded up his speech and said in one breath: "Anyway, it was delayed for several days. The investor was not happy and kicked me out of the crew. My agent didn't know what to think, and forced me to sign. The new contract has put me into the current crew."

Zhong Xiaofeng's heart trembled when he heard it, and he felt even more sympathetic with Fang: "Brother, it turns out that you, like me, have been placed in an unsuitable position."

He squeezed his wrists, shook his head and sighed, "So you want to tell me, should I get out of trouble?"

"What's the hurry, listen to me."

Fang Zhou continued, "The movie we filmed is called "The Story of Aquatic Town". To put it bluntly, it is a local drama. When I first came, I remembered what Mr. Song said at the beginning, and I was very unconvinced. Who knew it was filmed. One month, guess what happened?"

Song Yunran subconsciously answered, "What happened?"

As soon as the words were spoken, he choked.

How come I have become like Zhong Xiaofeng, and Fang Zhou has something.

Fang Zhou smiled shyly and turned to look at him: "Mr. Song, I found that you are right. I am suitable for acting in a local drama. Since I came to this crew, the director and producer have praised me every day. I do After five years, the actor's combined praise is not as good as what I heard this month."

Song Yunran couldn't help but was stunned.

Although he thought that Ark should change its route at the beginning, he didn't expect the effect to be so good.

Fang Zhou turned his head and said to Zhong Xiaofeng: "I used to be frowning when I arrived on the set. Now it's different. I look forward to filming every day. So you see, since Mr. Song is optimistic about you, it proves that you do have such strength."

After a half-time pause, he said loudly: "You don't need to believe in yourself, but you must always believe in President Xiao Song!"

Zhong Xiaofeng shook violently, as if his soul had been washed by this voice, and he looked over suddenly.

Song Yunran was stared at by the two people so that his scalp was numb, and subconsciously looked at Qin Ke, trying to share with him the embarrassment of this embarrassing moment.

Unexpectedly, he turned his head, but ran into Qin Ke's jokingly smiling eyes.

What are you laughing laughing!

Song Yunran's shame was about to burst, and he blinked frantically to signal Qin Ke to relieve him.

Fortunately, Qin Ke did not lose his conscience. After a few seconds of silence, he asked Zhong Xiaofeng, "Do you still want to run?"

"Don't run away." Zhong Xiaofeng straightened his chest, "I can't live up to Mr. Song's expectations of me!"

"Good job."

Song Yunran couldn't bear this inexplicable chicken-blood atmosphere. Without paying attention to himself, he pulled Qin Ke's hand away, "Then you two continue to talk about cross talk, we will withdraw first."

He rushed back to the opposite room, and Song Yunran patted his chest with lingering fear: "The Ark is terrible. Did he play me on purpose?"

Qin Ke locked the door and commented: "I think he feels the truth, not to mention that he is right."

The way of expression is slightly exaggerated.

Somehow, Qin Ke's indifferent low voice sounded particularly convincing.

Song Yunran was all right again.

He raised his chin and said proudly: "Of course, knowing people and making good use of them is the basic requirement of being a president. If I don't even have this ability, how can I manage a company as big as Galaxy."

Qin Ke endured a smile without reminding him that Xinghe was not a big company.

Seeing him not speaking, Song Yunran was immediately dissatisfied: "Why don't you speak? After watching the scene just now, don't you think I am particularly good?"

"Great."

Qin Ke lowered his eyelashes and said in a serious tone, "Then excuse me, Xiao Song, can you let me go now?"

Song Yunran was startled, only to realize that his claws were still holding Qin Ke's wrist tightly.

He cleared his throat, and while letting go, he didn't forget to snort coldly: "I just forgot it accidentally, and I didn't deliberately hold you."

Meanie.

He murmured in his heart as he walked to the bedroom, and asked his father to hold him down.

Haven't you seen the big-headed son when you were young? Don't you remember how that theme song was sung?

You can't grab your wrist, it will make you so excited.

Song Yunran's footsteps stopped abruptly, and when he turned his head, he saw Qin Ke taking out his pajamas from the closet, as if he was going to take a bath.

Yes, it's all on TV. The actor likes to take a cold shower when he can't help himself.

Song Yunran sighed and looked at his sinful right hand. How can you make trouble again?

When Qin Ke came out of the shower, Song Yunran was about to go to bed.

He thought for a moment, and decided to put the ugly words first: "I have very high requirements for the sleeping environment."

"I remember, you said it." Qin Ke replied.

Song Yunran got into the bed and showed his head again after a while: "Then don't move your hands or feet when you sleep at night."

After tossing for a long time, Qin Ke was also sleepy.

He turned off the light in the room and replied reluctantly when he lay down: "I see, good night."

"Good night."

The vision fell into darkness.

Song Yunran cautiously slowed down, tried several times, and finally decided to turn his back to Qin Ke.

When vision doesn't work, hearing becomes extremely sensitive.

The man's steady breathing sounded shallowly from behind, like some kind of unknown lurking in the dark, inducing his infinite imagination.

At this moment, Song Yunran discovered that the 1.8-meter bed was not big at all, as if Qin Ke could reach his shoulders as long as he stretched out his hand.

Fortunately, Qin Ke seemed to have fallen asleep.

Song Yunran finally felt relieved, turned over to face Qin Ke, blinked a few times, and slowly fell asleep.

It didn't take long for Qin Ke, who was "asleep", to open his eyes in the dark.

He really didn't know where Song Yunran had such a good energy, and he could spend a long time in bed without sleeping.

The field of vision gradually got used to the light at the moment.

Qin Ke turned his face to the side and traced Song Yunran's silhouette immersed in the night with his eyes.

The messy forehead blocked his usual bright and clear eyes, and the raised quilt covered his chin and lips. Only a tall nose was left on the whole face for admiration.

It looks a little inexplicably well-behaved.

Qin Ke smiled silently. Just as he was about to close his eyes, Song Yunran in his sleep suddenly kicked off the quilt, and then with a "pop", he put his leg on Qin Ke's waist.

Qin Ke: "..."

He sat up, put Song Yunran's legs back, and lay down again.

After a few seconds, Song Yunran put his leg up again.

And this time, without waiting for Qin Ke to act, he stretched out his arm even more vigorously.

The scent of the shower gel provided by the hotel lingered between his breath, making Qin Ke's movements stiff for a moment.

He wanted to wake people up and ask: "Who is it that moves hands and feet while sleeping?"

In the end, he could only tighten his lips, wanting to push people away altogether.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his fingers touched Song Yunran's shoulder, the other party hugged him even harder.

Song Yunran vaguely said, "Monica, be good, don't move."

"...Who is Monica?" Qin Ke asked numbly.

This question seemed to stump Song Yunran.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his furry head on Qin Ke a few times before finally giving the answer: "Wang!"

Oh.

Qin Ke thought blankly, it was a dog.

The author has something to say: Why do you curse when you fall asleep?