My Kidneys Are Weak!

In his previous life, he had always been controlled by the Xie Family and rarely had the chance to meet the movie emperor at such close range.

Or perhaps he had before, but Xie Chen was too forgetful to remember it at all.

Now that their gazes had met, he quietly sized up the man walking in.

His face was like a cold moon, and the sweep of his eyes was as sharp as a blade.

Every feature was exquisitely refined, nothing short of perfection.

No wonder he was hailed as Huo Buddha, the top star of Beijing's elite circle.

Yet the noble, aloof aura he exuded made him look nothing like someone who had indulged himself to excess, suffered kidney deficiency, and needed to exercise restraint...

How was he supposed to explain the nonsense he had casually spouted on that variety show?!

Should he say the company had made him deliver those clout-chasing lines and would dock his pay if he refused?

He probably would not believe that, would he?!

Xie Chen inwardly pulled a bitter face, unable to come up with a good excuse for the time being.

Just as awkwardness spread through the cramped space, another person squeezed into the elevator and hurriedly said, "Sorry, Brother Ye. I only just shook off the fans, I..."

That person clearly spotted Xie Chen and abruptly widened his eyes. "Y-you're here?!"

"Don't tell me you followed Brother Ye here to spread rumors about him?!"

"You really have no shame!"

Xie Chen, "..."

He really had spread the rumor, so he knew he was in the wrong and did not argue. He merely raised a hand and pointed at the elevator sign. "I'm an artist here. I came to sign a contract."

As a big shot who had cleared every level in the quick-transmigration system with an all-A rating, having been reborn, he naturally could not stand to suffer even the slightest grievance.

Xie Chen paused, but still could not stop himself from adding, "What the hell does whether I have any shame have to do with you?!"

"What bad luck!"

The assistant-looking man muttered under his breath, but Huo Wenye swept him a cold glance, and he immediately shut his mouth resentfully.

The elevator soon reached their floor. Xie Chen forced himself to pass between the two of them. Even after walking out, he could still feel a sharp gaze sticking tightly to his back.

Only after turning left and hurrying several steps did he shake off his goosebumps and let out a breath of relief.

Having lived a second life, Xie Chen naturally knew that Huo Wenye, who appeared cold and arrogant and kept everyone at arm's length, was actually a complete lunatic. He would stop at nothing to achieve his goals, and all kinds of legends about him circulated among Beijing's elite circle.

...As long as he set his eyes on something, he could get it and torment it until it was half-dead.

After all, heirs to Beijing's top aristocratic families were prone to having unusual tastes.

He had better stay far away from him, lest he invite unnecessary trouble!

After all, his only goal was the Xie Family!

As Xie Chen quietly made his calculations, he reached out and pushed open the office door. Before he could see what was inside, a human-shaped figure pounced on him. "Is your eldest brother sick in the head?! He actually contacted the company executives and said they had to shelve you, or he'd pull his investment?!"

"You've been with the Xie Family for so many years, worked like a dog for them, and they don't have even a shred of affection for you?!"

Affection?

Xie Chen wanted to laugh the moment he heard that.

Other than signing the adoption papers, what else had the Xie Family ever done?!

In that huge villa, they had not even hired a housekeeper. A child who had just turned three had to rummage through the refrigerator for food.

By the time he was seven or eight, he had started taking care of their daily needs, attending to every detail. He even folded their socks and underwear neatly and put them into their wardrobes.

This was not adopting a child. It was clearly hiring a legal child laborer!

Afraid of being sent back to the orphanage, Xie Chen could only do his utmost to perform well. Yet in the end, he realized that the Xie Family had never treated him as a person. They had not invested even the slightest affection in him, and when they drove him to his death, they had not shed a single tear...

Lu Fei was Xie Chen's university classmate and knew his family situation very well, so he empathized with him even more and was furious on his behalf. As he spoke, he waved his fists, wishing Xie Zhenting were right in front of him so he could give him a few punches.

Compared to Lu Fei's agitation, Xie Chen was extremely calm. He plopped down onto the sofa. "I just cut ties with them. They'll definitely try every possible way to screw me over."

"Cut ties?!" Lu Fei looked stunned. "You finally came to your senses?! That wasn't easy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his excited expression dimmed again. "The executives have already compromised. This variety show... things don't look good for you."

"Brother, I did my best."

Lu Fei walked over to Xie Chen, intending to pat his shoulder and offer a few comforting words, only to discover that those beautiful, slender fingertips were holding a black card.

"Tell the executives that however much Xie Zhenting withdraws, I'll make up for it."

Lu Fei's eyes widened in delight. "Where did you get that kind of money? Didn't you say before that you wanted me to find you a sugar daddy?!"

Xie Chen pursed his lips in a smile, utterly arrogant. "Well, I've already found one."

Just as he began speaking, the office door was pushed open. President Chen, sporting a balding comb-over, walked in. His expression changed as he said, "Xiao Chen, don't make things up. Our company's artists don't do the sugar daddy thing. Come, come, let me formally introduce someone."

"Movie Emperor Huo, our new shareholder, is very interested in the variety show you'll be joining and specifically came to check in on you..."

Xie Chen shot to his feet and turned straight into Huo Wenye's dark, unreadable gaze. Before President Chen could finish, a clear, magnetic voice cut him off.

"You want a sugar daddy?" His cool, thin lips slowly parted. "What do you think of me?"

Xie Chen, "!!!!"

Not good.

Kidney deficiency.

Mine!