Transmigrated as the Villain’s Cat

At the end of the sky, there is a special light of dim yellow.

Fu Xiao looked at everything around him in confusion. It took him a moment to realize that it was in a dream.

He stood up, walked into the crowd, and looked around.

This is a lively square next to a kindergarten. There is a children's activity center in the northeast corner of the square. Most of the parents around are playing here with their children, but he seems to be transparent, and people who come and go around him turn a blind eye. .

Fu Xiao stared at an out-of-place child in the corner, and then stopped.

This child also looks about seven or eight years old, dressed in neat clothes, black and white clothes wrap every inch of skin tightly, but the socks on the small leather shoes are ridiculously blue and yellow.

This is--

He followed the child's eyes and looked over, and sure enough--

The child stared at a father and son in the park. The father smiled and held the child's hand. The little boy naughty wanted to climb on his father's body. The father smiled helplessly and carried the little boy on his shoulders.

The silver bell-like laughter reached the child's ears. The child clenched the wrinkled and disfigured photo in his hand and looked at everything in front of him greedily. He was able to determine that the man in the photo was the father of the pair of father and son.

This is the father he has not seen in three years and the younger brother he has never seen.

The child silently chewed the word father in his mouth and feet, and then rolled his eyes, thinking expectantly——

When he walks past, what will his father do to him? Will you pick him up like you would your brother?

Can he tell his father that he doesn't want to stay in the Song family anymore?

The child took a jumping pace and walked towards the smiling and happy father and son.

Fu Xiao's face was indifferent, remembering the incident in his memory.

At that time, he was just eight years old, and he gave birth to a back bone for the first time. It took him about half a year to run out from under the eyes of the security guard arranged for him by the Song family. In this park, his titular father was also found.

At that time, he was still full of unrealistic fantasies and expectations for the word father.

But now he can see clearly, how could he escape the surveillance of the Song family when he was eight years old? All this is just a warning and ridicule from the aloof ruler of the Song family to him, and the first lesson he taught himself.

What happened afterward?

Before the child could approach the father and son, he was stopped by the long-awaited bodyguards.

The still young Fu Yunxi looked at the bodyguard his father had left for him in confusion and said, "Is that so?"

His gaze fell on the child whose shoulders were held by the bodyguard, paused for a second, then looked away and said, "Who is this?"

The child who was being held down looked at Fu Yunxi with wide eyes, and something in his heart cooled down a little.

Fu Yunxi felt that this look was inexplicably familiar.

The bodyguard who was in charge of the Fu family said with a blank expression, "President Fu's friend's child, sneaked out on his own."

Fu Yunxi was a little strange but still said: "Then take the child back."

The young boy in his arms suddenly waved his small hand and said in a childish and cute voice, "Brother."

The child who was held down by the bodyguard turned back suddenly.

Fu Xiao watched all this.

What happened so many years ago, why did it appear in his dream again.

Having grown up, he watched the child gradually leave.

This was the first lesson the Song family had taught him, and it was also the most impressive moment. His titular grandfather ripped apart the interests of the world for him, so that he could understand the shallowness of family affection.

Doesn't the Fu family know?

Fu Yunxi may really not know.

But how could Mr. Fu not know, but what if he knew?

At that time, the stars were divided among the Fu family, the Sun family, the Song family, and the Wu family.

The Fu family and the Sun family have already fought fiercely, and the Fu family cannot lose the Song family. At that time, Song Mingwei was not completely crazy, and the Fu family had the lesser of two evils.

So he was sent back to the Song family by the Fu family's bodyguard.

Since then, he has been thinking about what kind of magic power the top layer of the stars has, and he must stand up and take a look.

And he has already done it, Fu Xiao looked at his hands and closed his eyes silently.

It took him twenty years to get to this point.

One of the worst things that Mr. Fu did in his life was to transfer some shares to Fu Yunxi before the operation.

Heishan has been silently acquiring Xingchen's shares over the years, plus his own shares, and those shares that Fu Yunxi is about to sell.

It won't be long before the Fu family is no longer the first shareholder, and the senior management of Xingchen has gradually been replaced by their own people over the years. Soon Xingchen will change hands again, and the Fu family will also be Expelled from the board, and he would have the stars entirely.

In the dream, these deeply buried thoughts raged in Fu Xiao's mind.

He was never a good man.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought, after all these are completed, what is he going to do?

Are you still alone in this world?

No matter how gorgeous the throne of stars is, it is still cold and without temperature.

At this time, the hand was suddenly pulled from behind, and there was a burst of warmth in the palm.

Fu Xiao turned his head -

The boy with black hair and blue eyes did not know when he appeared in his dream.

The thin and beautiful young man raised his beautiful black hair and smiled warmly. He held his hand from behind, leaned his chin on his tiptoes and put his chin on his shoulder, swaying his hand and said coquettishly, "Fu Xiao, wait for me. Ah."

At dusk and sunset, the smile of the boy who tilted his head seemed to glow.

Fu Xiao clenched the boy's hand tightly, and stared at the boy with deep eyes. After a while, he smiled suddenly, took the boy's hand, and pressed a pious kiss on his lips. He thought, his boy is so good.

He wants the whole world to see the light of youth.

After a kiss.

The boy's cheeks were slightly red, he lowered his head and stared at the toes. After a while, he mustered up his courage. He took a step closer, stood on tiptoes, and kissed the corner of his lips lightly.

It feels wet and hot, like a hot spring running through it, it feels so real.

Then, Fu Xiao suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling.

Expressionlessly and skillfully, he picked up the small sugar cake that was sleeping soundly on his face, and then touched his face. Sure enough, there was a crystal clear liquid around his lips, and the corners of the sleeping white dumplings were wet. , turned over, found another place in Fu Xiao's arms and fell asleep.

The next day, the little sugar cake opened his eyes on time. When he saw Fu Xiao who was still closing his eyes, he smiled complacently. It turns out that Fu Xiao also sleeps late one day.

The little sugar cake, who was always called by Fu Xiao, was wicked, and stretched out his paws and stepped on Fu Xiao's handsome face.

Still no response.

Push again.

Still no response.

When the little sugar cake was about to dance on Fu Xiao's face, Fu Xiao finally opened his eyes, and there was a slight blue and black under his eyelids. He didn't seem to have a good rest last night, and he calmly watched that the little sugar cake had been stretched halfway toward his face. claws.

The little sugar cake stiffly retracted the outstretched paw, licked it, and left as if nothing had happened.

Fu Xiao looked at the back of Little Sugar Cake leaving, touched the place on his cheek that had just been touched, and sighed.

Still like a child.

Now that he has decided not to let go in this life, he has to think about the future path for the little sugar cake.

in the company.

It was Su Zening, who started recording, who was going to the recording studio.

Fu Xiao pushed the door open and said, "Where are you going?"

Su Zening answered truthfully, "Go to Director Wesson."

Fu Xiao said with an expressionless face, "It just so happens that I'm going too, let's go together."

Su Zening snorted, a little reluctant in his heart. He originally wanted to sneak out and buy himself a cake or something. If Fu Xiao followed, would the cake go to soup soon?

Fu Xiao looked at him sideways.

Su Zening immediately changed his tune and said, "Of course there is no problem."

So Fu Xiao condescended all the way to personally accompany Su Zening to the recording studio.

The 20th to 30th floors of Xingchen belong to its brokerage company.

Who in the entire star does not know Fu Xiao.

This way, Fu Xiao took Su Zening to the recording studio, which attracted the attention of countless people from brokerage companies. Many people were speculating about the relationship between the young man and Fu Xiao. Everyone in the entertainment industry was a talented person, and they saw it through their hearts.

joke? Is there any big thing that President Fu can bring over in person?

It is common for them to see people in their circles. Children with no background and no qualifications are only bullied here. President Fu took the boy around so much that he was telling everyone to keep their eyes open and not to mess with them. Someone who shouldn't be offended.

Anyone who is smart will know what to do when they encounter this young man at work.

But Su Zening didn't know about Fu Xiao's good intentions.

The two walked down the empty corridor.

Su Zening breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Xiao turned his head to look at the boy and asked, "Do you like to sing? The kind that is sung to many people."

Su Zening replied without thinking, "I like it."

Fu Xiao said with a light expression: "You just like it."

Su Zening was very puzzled by Fu Xiao's mindless words, but he didn't dare to ask Fu Xiao.

After sending the boy to the recording studio, Fu Xiao smoked a rare cigarette, looked at the boy with a soft expression through the gap in the door for a moment, put out the cigarette, and turned to leave.

For the future, he tossed and turned for a long time last night.

If the little sugar cake has always been just a cat, he can pet the little sugar cake for a lifetime, keep him at home, and let him be obedient.

But Little Sugar Cake is also a person after all. He is definitely not the kind of person who wants to be locked up in one place for a lifetime.

Little Sugar Cake always learns to know the outside world and learn to grow.

And what he has to do is to **** him all the way, shelter from the wind and rain.

The office on the top floor of the star.

Xiao Yun, the vice president of Xingchen's largest brokerage company, stood outside the door nervously.

Vice President is a powerful working woman. She used to be a famous gold broker. In recent years, she has switched to administrative work, but her prestige and connections in the industry should not be underestimated. Rong Hang was brought out by her.

President Fu suddenly asked her to come over, which made the experienced President Xiao very frightened.

After all, although their brokerage company is big, they are not top-notch among the countless companies under Hexingchen.

Secretly recalling that there were no omissions in his work in the past few months, Xiao Yun took a deep breath and pushed away Mr. Fu's office.

In the office, Fu Xiao and Yan Yuese nodded to Xiao Yun and said, "Sit down."

Xiao Yun sat down according to his words.

As soon as she sat down, Fu Xiao handed her a document.

Xiao Yun took over the file in a confused manner, and when she opened it, she found out that it was a juvenile's file. Her professional habit made her begin to evaluate the potential of the juvenile when she took over the juvenile file. After turning the pages, Xiao Yun's expression gradually became serious. It wasn't until the last page that Xiao Yun closed the document reluctantly and said, "Mr. Fu, what do you mean?"

Not long ago, she heard that President Fu personally brought someone to the recording studio. She didn't believe it at first, but now she does.

Fu Xiao said directly without beating around the bush: "What do you think?"

Xiao Yun objectively commented: "The potential is very good, and it is comparable to the original Rong Hang." The appearance is unique, the ability is strong, and it is excellent in all aspects.

Fu Xiao looked at Xiao Yun and said meaningfully: "Then I will give him to you in my own name, would you like to?"

Xiao Yun is a smart person. Hearing this, her heart started thumping involuntarily. She understood what Mr. Fu meant. In her own name, she naturally owed a favor, and she could make Mr. Fu owe her a favor. .

How could she not understand what this meant in her career?

So she suppressed the ecstasy in her heart and said, "Okay, I will not disappoint President Fu."

In the recording studio, Xiao Yun quietly walked in.

In fact, she didn't look very good in the beautiful entertainment industry. At this time, her aura was restrained, and she was mixed in with the staff, and no one doubted it.

She silently looked at the boy in the recording studio. The boy's body was slender and his face was considered good-looking in the entertainment industry. What was even more difficult was the clear and flying aura of a boy around him, which allowed him to be able to stand out among the many beauties in the entertainment industry. Free from vulgarity.

Although she put down her lofty ambitions in President Fu's office, she was relieved when she saw the real young man. She was full of confidence in an instant. She was as handsome as a young man, but if she was not too rude, she could make him crush him. Most people are at the top.

What's more, how can a singer who can get into Weisen's eyes have poor ability.

Su Zening was completely unaware of this.

He started humming a song from the movie, which was going to be the theme song for the first promo for the movie, so in a hurry, he was already standing in front of the radio, but the band wasn't in place yet, obviously also Not going to get involved the first time.

In the production team of Wei Sen, there are all talented people, and they are not considered arrogant, but they are not too polite to Su Zening.

Wiesen did not stop, in his concept, respect can only be earned by one's own ability.

What's more, young people have this ability.

Wei Sen leaned against the wall to one side, his eyes definitely looking at the boy.

Su Zening was not annoyed, he took a deep breath and sang the lyrics acapella, the boy's voice echoed throughout the recording studio, and the melodious melody spread out, as if the boy's voice had a strange magic power as soon as he opened his mouth , he is the center of the audience, everyone's attention will be attracted by him.

And that string of notes seems to be magical, and it is difficult to ignore it, and it flows into people's ears and hearts.

After a few words-

The band members who were laughing and laughing slowly stopped their playful movements and looked in the direction of the boy.

And Xiao Yun's uncontrollable excitement in his heart suddenly took a step forward.

There was only one thought in her mind. No wonder Angus had to wait for this boy. She seemed to have discovered a treasure trove. Maybe her career could really take a step forward.

Ding--

This is her mobile phone suddenly received an email, which was sent by President Fu.

She hurriedly opened it, and the email contained two contents, one was the contract of the young man in front of her, and the S-class contract.

This is the second S-level treaty in the history of Xingchen, the first being Rong Hang.

The other is a few words.

All the upfront expenses and costs of the teenager are borne by Mr. Fu in his own name, and there is no upper limit.

Xiao Yun looked at the boy in the recording studio with a wry smile.

What is the relationship between this young man and Fu always? Can Mr. Fu do this for him?

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