Rebirth of the Entertainment Circle: Return of the Queen

Chapter 20 Rich people are really jerks

She seemed to understand a little bit why such a ferocious beast was named "Er Mao". This guy's coquettish behavior was completely different from the cannibalism that day.

 Finally, the two guys had enough water and mud on the ground and returned to the fire in disgrace. Xia Ling found that Li Lei's wound seemed to be somewhat cracked, and the smell of blood spread and echoed in the small cave. He lowered his head and untied the gauze from his waist, and re-treated his wound. His technique was so skillful that he was even more professional than a professional medical staff.

Ermao lay lazily next to him, his huge head resting on his front paws, his eyes half-closed as if sleeping. Not sure if it was an illusion, but Xia Ling always felt that its eyes never left her. It was not interested in the smell of blood coming from its master. It seemed that this guy knew very clearly what he could and could not eat.

Li Lei scraped away the blood around the wound without blinking an eye. His actions made Xia Ling feel pain, but he acted as if nothing had happened and did not even frown. While treating the wound, he comforted her: "It's raining heavily in the mountains. Ermao is just worried that something will happen to me, so he came here... You don't have to be afraid of it. You are wearing my clothes, and it won't touch you."

However, why did she feel that these words were not convincing at all? The leopard looked at her with unfriendly eyes, which made her feel like it would pounce on her and bite her to death at any time.

Xia Ling took a deep breath, faced its gaze and mustered up the courage to speak: "BOSS, I'm going to the cave entrance to get some air."

Li Lei looked up at her, then at Er Mao, and finally gave up on letting the man and the leopard coexist peacefully: "Forget it, go ahead...it really doesn't bite."

Xia Ling remained unmoved and leaned away.

 Lao Chen at the entrance of the cave was not surprised when he saw her coming out. He smiled and said, "Miss, come over and warm yourself by the fire. I just saw Er Mao go in, so I guessed you were going to come out."

 “Oh?” She looked at him puzzled.

Old Chen fiddled with the fire with a dead branch: "The leopard raised by the young master grew up eating blood. Although it usually does not hurt people without reason, it always has a wild spirit, and most people will be afraid when they see it." Lao Chen is not considered a member of Tianyi Company, but is just a personal servant of the Li family in this villa, so he is not called Li Lei BOSS, only Young Master.

"Are you afraid?" With nothing going on, Xia Ling simply chatted with Lao Chen.

Surprisingly, Lao Chen shook his head: "I was scared at first, but later I found out that Er Mao had saved the young master's life several times, so I wasn't so scared anymore. Miss, let me tell you, this leopard is spiritual, and all spiritual animals are. No nonsense.”

“Hmm.” She responded one after another, looking through the fire and looking at the rain curtain outside the cave.

Thinking to himself, it's no wonder Li Lei smiled so happily when he saw the leopard, and his expression was much softer than when he faced her. Having been in the entertainment industry for a lifetime in her previous life, she still had this kind of sharp eyesight. When Li Lei faced her, although he behaved thoughtfully and spoke teasingly, his eyes were always dark; but when he faced that leopard, , the tenderness and intimacy shown are truly from the heart.

The more she got around, the more she went back. Well, in the eyes of the big boss, she was worse than a leopard.

The rain was pouring down outside the cave, and the fire had been burning for a long time, and my body gradually felt warm. Xia Ling leaned her head against the cave wall and took a nap for a while. She didn't know what she was dreaming about, and her sleep was not peaceful. The wound on her shoulder hurt vaguely. She tossed and turned in her sleep, feeling more and more uncomfortable, but she still refused to wake up.

I don’t know how long it took, but someone seemed to be calling her name in a trance. The voice was so gentle that it almost made people sink.

 She murmured in a low voice: "Brother Pei..." In the dream, it was Pei Ziheng's gentle and elegant face. That year, when she was still young, she worked too hard at dance practice and developed a high fever. However, the family doctor was away on vacation. At two o'clock in the morning, Pei Ziheng took her to the hospital. There were only two of them in the emergency room late at night. He took off his coat and wrapped it up. He looked at her and hummed awkwardly.

At that time, Xia Ling thought that his singing was not good and that he treated her like a child.

Xia Ling, who was twelve or thirteen years old, frowned and asked him to stop singing. She looked at him seriously and said, "Brother Pei, I'm very old. Don't treat me like a child." At that time, her sister Xia Yu She always calls him brother Ziheng sweetly, but she always calls him brother Pei. Later she became his lover and only called him Zi Heng. She has never been able to do this kind of thing like coquettishly.

So after that, I never heard him sing again.

But now, she really wanted to grab Pei Ziheng's sleeve and say, "Sing me another song..."

Dimly, it seemed that something really sounded, intermittent, as clumsy and unpleasant as she remembered. But she gradually calmed down in such singing, her consciousness blurred, and she sank into sweet darkness.

 When she woke up, Xia Ling found herself in the carriage.

The night is falling outside the car window, and the shadows of trees on both sides of the road are criss-crossing, brushing against the car body as they fly past. The car was very quiet, and the dim street lights dimly shone in, reflecting the handsome silhouette of the person holding her.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　是 Li Lei.

At this time, he held her on his lap, his eyes slightly closed, and he didn't know if she fell asleep. His head was leaning on the back seat, and his crow-feather-like eyelashes cast a light shadow under his eyelids, which was a little less sharp than during the day and a little more gentle.

 This is a really good-looking person.

Xia Ling moved her body slightly, and he noticed it immediately. He opened his eyes and saw her, and smiled: "Awake up so soon? How do you feel? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Her dark green eyes flickered, as if Blurred stars in the night sky.

She then realized that even though she was covered with a thick blanket and her forehead was covered with a hot towel, she still felt cold all over. He opened his mouth and struggled to make a sound, but his voice was so hoarse that even he could hardly recognize it: "I...what's wrong?"

"You have a fever." He replied in a brisk tone. "I told you to take off your wet dress before, but you didn't listen. You still show off despite being caught in the rain. You deserve this." He said this. He kept moving his hands, lifting her head up a little, and brought a glass of water to her lips, "Drink it."

She took a few sips of water from his hand. It was actually warm. She didn’t know where the warm water came from in the car.

He seemed to see her doubts and said: "You started to have a fever when you were taking shelter in the cave in the afternoon, and you were unconscious. I had to ask Lao Chen to contact the emergency team on the mountain. As soon as the rain stopped, I brought a full set of Fever-reducing supplies will come to pick you up.”

 “Thank you…” she said hoarsely.

"Thank you, I'm your boss. I heard from Tan Ying that you're just a trainee who hasn't debuted yet. If something happens to you, who will take the money invested by the company?" He said with a smile.

But she heard a dark clue, wondering, what was his intention to take such good care of her?

  Rich people are really assholes.

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 (End of this chapter)